"Tianfrost Fist!"

After Nie Feng won, Qin Shuang, who was on stage, used the Sky Shuang Fist Ice learned from Xiongba to seal the opponent and easily won the victory.

After Qin Shuang stepped down, someone took the frozen man down to heal his wounds.

Bu Jingyun raised his cloak and flew over to the ring, looking at the audience and shouted loudly: "Duanlang!"

"I am coming!"

As he finished speaking, Duan Lang jumped onto the ring with two mountain-opening axes on his back, and with a bang, it shattered the ring twice.

Bu Jingyun looked at the axe behind him in surprise, nodded and said, "Let's start."

Duan Lang didn't say much, and punched out with a punch, and the scorching true energy in the form of flame swept out, turning into a fire tornado and swept towards Bu Jingyun!

"It's overwhelming!"

Bu Jingyun pushed his palms, and his palms were as fierce as a scattered sea of ​​thought, and he slapped the flames away with one palm.

At this time, Duan Lang had already pulled out his two axes, and the skin on his hands and face had turned black. He shouted: "Stormy waves!" The two axes in his hand slashed out, and the two flames were like striking waves, rushing towards Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun was shocked, feeling the approaching heat wave, and used the body technique of the Phantom of Yunzhi. His body flashed like a ghost. He passed through two flames like a vulgar cloud, and his palms attacked continuously, like a turning cloud and rain. The shadow of the palms in the sky instantly enveloped Duanlang.

Duan Lang was not afraid, and his pair of axes danced out raging flames, easily resisting Bu Jingyun's move of rain and clouds.

Xiongba on the throne looked dark and stared at Duanlang with a murderous look. He even broke the dragon head carved on the armrest.

Duan Lang turned a blind eye to him and focused on dealing with Bu Jingyun. He suddenly found that there was a flaw in his palm technique, which seemed to be incomplete. His eyes flashed with a flash and he suddenly attacked him. He kicked Bu Jingyun in the chest and kicked him down on the ring.

Bu Jingyun spit out a mouthful of blood, stood up and said, "Come again!"

Duan Lang raised his hand and raised his palm: "No need, I admit defeat. Last night, the leader of Xiongba gang specially called me and told me that no matter which disciple he met today, he would only be defeated but not win. I dare not go against the leader's wishes!"

As the words came to the ground, the competition venue was filled with excitement, and the gang members of the World Association and the martial arts world who came to watch the ceremony began to discuss.

"This is actually the case. Since the gang leader has already decided on the candidate for the hall master, then why are we going to fight to the death!"

"Xiongba is so petty. If we surrender to the World Association, we will inevitably be excluded by him, right?"

"The world's great gang is so unfair, and it's just a waste of time."

Listening to the discussions of everyone in the audience, Xiongba's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out. He stared at Duan Lang and said, "Duan Lang, do you want to die?"

Duan Lang sneered, raised his chest, and pointed the axe with his right hand at Xiongba: "Xiongba, you are the leader of a gang, but you don't know how to use it well. You are narrow-minded and nepotist! It's better if the world is not waiting!"

"I want to leave? It's not that easy!"

Xiongba snorted angrily, held the ball with both hands, and a fierce and fierce true energy gradually condensed and rushed towards Duanlang!

"Three points return to the vitality!"

"Seven points depend on hard work!"

Looking at the three-point Guiyuan Qi that was bombarded at him, Duan Lang was prepared for it. He used the seven-point that Chen Mang taught him to work hard and cut out seven flames in an instant!

The next moment, the seven flames merged into one, and the flames suddenly surged, and burst out when they came into contact with the three-point Guiyuan Qi, dissolving Xiongba's unique skills!

After a loud bang, some people with insufficient skills were shocked by the aftermath of the two fighting.

Looking at the majestic Duan Lang on the ring, everyone present screamed in shock.

"This Duan Lang is so powerful that he can actually take over Xiongba's unique skills!"

"Even such a powerful expert needs to be suppressed, Xiongba is crazy about gaining and losing his mind!"

Even Wuming looked at Duan Lang in surprise and admonished to his disciples beside him: "Jian Chen, you have been following me since childhood to learn swords. If you don't take your peers seriously, you already have the habit of being arrogant. You must know that there are people outside the people and there are mountains outside the mountains. This is Duan Lang in front of you. Do you think you can beat him?"

Jian Chen stared at Duan Lang and said, "The chances of victory are not high. The disciple will definitely calm down and practice martial arts in the future, and no longer underestimate any opponents."

Wuming nodded slightly, then looked at Xiongba with regret, sighing: "The World Association has the strength to win the world, but unfortunately Xiongba has destroyed his future. I hope he can wake up in time and gather people's hearts again, otherwise there will be variables and the people in the world will suffer again."

At this time, Duan Lang on the ring had already seen that he was not Xiongba's opponent, and shouted: "Thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi, don't bully the young man poor! Xiongba, in front of all the heroes in the world, do you dare to make a three-year agreement with me. Three years later, I will come to the world again and fight you to the death!"

Xiongba looked at Duan Lang on the ring with a pale face and was about to come forward and kill him immediately.

At this time, a slight sound of swords suddenly sounded on the martial arts field, and some martial arts people found that the long sword in their hands was trembling slightly.

The next moment, hundreds of long swords flew into the air. Wuming stepped out and a sword immediately came to his feet. Other swords followed behind, bringing a long rainbow and following Wuming to the ring.

"I will witness this bet."

Wuming stood on the ring full of swords, his sword energy soared into the sky, instantly causing Xiongba to take a breath.

At this time, someone in the crowd had already recognized Wuming and screamed and said in a panic: "Wuming! He is still alive!"

When everyone present heard Wuming's name, they were immediately uproared and started to discuss.

Xiongba also grew up listening to Wuming's story. He knew his power well. After his face changed, he clasped his fists at Wuming and said, "I have seen Senior Wuming. Since Senior is willing to be a witness to Xiong's duel, I will sell him face and agree to Duanlang's challenge. But if Duanlang doesn't come to the world in three years, what should I do?"

Wuming said: "Don't worry, the leader of the Xiong Gang, no matter he hides at the end of the world, I will find him."

"With this sentence from senior, then Xiong will feel relieved."

Xiongba nodded slightly and said to Duanlang: "Duanlang, you will lend your head to you for another three years. In three years, I will take off your head and hang it in front of the mountain gate of the Tianxiahui to show the public, so that the people of the world will know the consequences of disobeying my Xiongba!"

"Hmph, it's not certain who lives and dies!"

Duan Lang held a giant axe in his hand and paused his feet, stepped on a spider-web-like crack on the ring. His figure had already flew high, and after several leaps, he flew out of everyone's sight.

Seeing him leave, Wuming bowed to Xiongba: "Master Xiong Gang, see you again in three years."

As he finished speaking, Wuming raised his right hand and the swords on the ring were all included in the sheaths of their respective masters. With the shocked expressions of a group of people, he walked out of the World Club with Jian Chen.
Chapter completed!