Chapter 130 Angry

Strength does not represent everything, fraud is the real strongest.

Breaking the clouds secretly arranged like a broken bamboo, all the way to the final two of the battle.

The opponent of the competition is He Yi, the young master of Lei Yangmen!

Shout shocked the sky, and colorful flags flew.

Two young people stood face to face in the ring.

Muhai looked at the boiling heroes under the stage and smiled and said loudly, "Finally! What's wrong with thunder when the clear moon breaks the clouds? Let's begin!"

With the shout of Muhai, the heroes couldn't help calming down. Chiyang Huashui, Shuiyin Manman, Xianer Girl and Ranger Jiang Fengli all stared at the two people on the stage.

The clouds looked at He Yi coldly and said coldly, "You should know who I am. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

He Yi sneered, looked at the broken cloud contemptuously, and said, "I know you are the one who specially asked me to make trouble, so I think I will meet you more." A cold face appeared on his face and said with a yin smile, "I want you to survive! I can't die!"

Po Yun sneered and said, "That depends on whether you have this ability." The light in his eyes became colder and colder, and he said, "In the end, I just want to ask you, what does your thunder gate have to do with my Qingyue door?"

He Yi looked contemptuously, stretched out his little finger and dug his ears lazily, and said, "Why does it matter to tell you? It's a Qingyue Gate, and there is no real ability at all. It should have been removed from the world for a long time!"

Mu Hai's face changed, and he couldn't help fighting for fear of breaking the clouds. He said in a low voice, "This is Miss Chen's martial arts competition! Don't make meaningless corners of your mouth, and start quickly!"

Muhai's dissuasion did not cut off the hatred of breaking clouds.

The broken cloud's eyes were cold and he said coldly, "Why did Lei Shangmen do this? Why do you want to compete with Qingyuemen? Where on earth did the Qingyue Gate offend the Lei Yangmen?

The broken clouds were gradually burned by anger and lost their minds, and the momentum was no longer hidden. The fierce cold murderous intention spread around! The heroes suddenly fell into the ice cellar, and the people with slightly lower skills could not resist and collapsed to the ground.

For a while, it was extremely quiet, and none of the heroes dared to speak loudly.

He Yi's eyes contracted, his mouth was up, and he said, "Don't think you have destroyed a few of my thunder gates, and you feel great. Let me tell you, the strength of those mouths can only be regarded as one-tenth of mine! I'll teach you a lesson today!"

Muhai felt the cold murderous atmosphere of breaking the clouds and couldn't help but say in a low voice, "Enough! Don't forget that today is Miss Chen's martial arts competition! If there is any holiday, you can solve it by yourself after the conference. Don't fool around here!"

Breaking the cloud reluctantly took a deep breath, his eyes were full of anger, and he said word by word, "Come on!" Saying that, he took out the moon mark in his arms and used the moon mark for the first time in the martial arts conference!

The sharpness of the moonmark swallowed in the sun, and the dazzling cold light made the heroes feel cold.

He Yi's face became solemn and took out a short stick in his arms. The short stick is like dust, but from the shining light in the sun, the dust seems to be made of metal.

He Yi gently pressed on the short stick, and the short stick immediately grew. A cold light appeared on the edge of the short stick. It used to be less than a foot of dust, but now it has become a three-foot-long, dust-like strange thing with a sharp blade on one side, like a broom head tied to a long knife.

Break the clouds and restrain your mind. The ordinary strange blade must have its own uniqueness. If you can't do it well, you will suffer losses.

The broken cloud and He Yi seemed to suddenly become sculptures and remained motionless.

But the tense atmosphere before the war spread around unscrupulously.

The heroes were shocked and surprised that their skills had reached such a peak. The momentum alone gave people a feeling of breathlessness.

Young masters such as Yang Huashui, Manman, Wire Girl and Jiang Fengli also showed surprise, but they wanted to see what kind of dragon and tiger fighting would be on the stage!

A sparrow returning for food returned to the nest after working hard for a long time. He didn't want to fly between the broken clouds and He Yi. Suddenly, his body trembled and fell straight down.

The weak sparrow touched the broken clouds.

The eternal broken clouds have moved!

"Unnamed Four!"

The moon mark swept He Yi with a dazzling cold light!

He Yi's heart was cold and did not dare to take it. He quickly stepped back two steps and tilted his head to avoid it. A cold light brushed the top of his head and flew over.

He Yi was shocked, but the dust in his hand did not stop at all. As soon as the dust was brushed, it was soft as silk, but the metal shining in the sun hit the top of the cloud!

There was a strong sense of war in the eyes of the broken clouds, and the moon scar went straight up against He Yi's dust.

"Unnamed Four!"

took action again, but this time it was aimed at He Yi's dusty ponytail.

No matter how soft the green silk is, it should not be able to resist the sharpness of the moon mark. It is such a simple thought in the heart of the cloud, and it is also the first time that it is so impulsive to harden the moon mark.

You should know that it is very easy to break the clouds and cherish the blade. Unexpectedly, it is easy to knock it into two pieces. After recasting the moon marks, the broken clouds are even more than their lives and never refuse to do anything that slightly damage the moon scars.

Today, when I met He Yi, there was no doubt that the dyke that had suppressed his anger for more than ten years had cracked, and the anger that burned the sky and the earth had made Poyun a little irrational.

The facts are similar to what the clouds think.

He couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that the broken cloud was desperately fighting against his blade. It was even more difficult to stop brushing the dust. He had to try his best to retreat the blade back and try not to fight against the broken cloud.

A cold light flashed, shining in the air.

The heroes only feel a flower in front of them.

He Yi retreated five or six steps, and the dust in front of the strange blade in his hand was less, and it was the dust on He Yi's blade that slowly fell in the air.

He Yi's face became ugly. In just one round, he let others cut off most of his soldiers' blades. How could he encounter such a great humiliation!

He Yi shouted, "The little boy is looking for death! Falling hand!" The blade in his hand took up a sword flower cover and went to break the clouds.

The broken clouds were full of dust. For a moment, I didn't know how to deal with it, so I had to take two steps back.

"Bee thorn!"

He Yi roared and shot out bursts of cold light in the dust, mixed with the sound of breaking wind, and went straight to break the clouds!

Poyun's eyes contracted, and he had long expected that this strange blade would hide the mechanism. Unexpectedly, there was a sharp needle hidden in the blade. He secretly scolded He Yi in his heart that he was indeed not an ordinary person, and he must be a sissy who secretly played with embroidered needles.

At the foot of the broken clouds, he gently stepped on the dragon step, and his elegant figure danced with the wind, which could flash through He Yi's embroidered needle.

"Thunderstorm!"

Within waiting for the broken cloud to stand firm, He Yi's sword in his hand turned around and clamed fiercely to the top of the broken cloud head from top to bottom!

When Poyun saw that He Yi had succeeded one after another, he couldn't help but be furious. He stepped on the Tianlong step and turned to He Yi's side and took action in an instant.

"Five Unnamed!"

The cold light splits the sky and the earth!

He Yi was shocked, turned around and dodged, and kicked Yun's lower abdomen with his leg. Unexpectedly, as soon as his leg was raised, he heard the cloud without any emotion, and the life-threatening sound sounded again.

"Nameless six-style!"

The cold light flashed, and the moon mark scratched a meteor to stab He's chest!

He was shocked and hurriedly closed his legs and flashed aside.

But the cold light comes too fast, and it's hard to avoid it again!

I only heard He Yi's muffled hum, and his left arm drooped softly, and a trace of blood slowly dripped down his arm.

Mu Hai opened his eyes and waved his hand, "The winner has been divided!" Stop it!"

This test really embarrass Mu Hai. One side is the only son of the owner of the Leisang Gate, and the other side is his own brother.

Lei Yangmen is a four-gate school. Although Yeyumen is not afraid of Lei Yangmen today, the hundred-legged insects die and are not stiff. Who knows if Lei Yangmen will have any killer mace? Ye Yumen can't touch this mold.

In addition, although Poyun is an orphan of Qingyuemen, he has a deep affection for Yeyumen, and Poyun never asks Yeyumen for any reward, let alone want to make trouble for Yeyumen. Of course, Mu Hai can't treat his little brother badly.

The two of them are unstoppable, but at this time, if there is a victory or defeat, of course, they should be stopped immediately. Although Zhonghao is a little pity, he has no objection to Muhai's decision. After all, this is a competition for marriage, not a life-and-death battle.

What a little arm acupuncture point to stop bleeding, and his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water. He said gloomy, "Who said that the winner has been divided? This is just the beginning!" After saying that, regardless of Mu Hai's stop, the blade in his hand drew an arc and went straight to break the clouds.

Breaking the cloud smiled coldly and muttered, "I can't wait for it!" The moon mark shook and greeted it.

The two are fighting together again!

When the heroes saw that the two were fighting together again, they couldn't help shaking their flags and shouting!

Miss Manman and Miss Thread looked at each other and went up to the ring, went to Muhai and bowed.

Miss Manman looked at the two people rolling up and down in the field and said in a low voice, "Senior Mu, shall we take action to stop their fight?"

The purpose of sending Manman and the thread girl here is to help Muhai maintain the order of the martial arts competition. Now the two people on the stage have no intention of stopping at all. Manman and the thread girl can't help but come to the stage and ask Muhai.

Mu Hai frowned and was about to speak when he saw a change in the field.

He Yibing's blade rolled up a huge force and went straight to break the clouds. He couldn't dodge it. He held the moonmark with his palms horizontally and resisted it, but was shaken back three or four steps.

He Yi's whole strength gathered in his right hand, and the dust in his hand rose straight up.

"Thousands of threads!"

The open dust is like the tentacles of an octopus to break the clouds!

The clouds broke and snorted coldly, and the cold light in his hand was strong.

"Nameless Seven!"

Suddenly!

A thick sword light rose to the sky, and the thick sword light was like the anger of the god. It paused in the air for a moment and fell fiercely!

Looking at the sword spirit of Chongtian, the heroes were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths. They didn't expect that the gentle broken clouds could use such a powerful move, and their eyes were full of fear as they watched the sky's sword slowly fall!

"It's not good!"

Muhai, Manman girl and thread girl blurted out at the same time. With such a powerful move, He Yi, who has been injured, can't follow.

Chiyangmen Yanghuashui and Ranger Jiang Fengli also changed their faces. They all know that Lei Yangmen's He Yiyi can't take this move.

If masters compete with each other, defeat is death!