Chapter 257 Surrender

"Haha, it's me, so what?" Wu Xuan said viciously, "Anyway, you are destined to die in my hands today!"

Yue Zi's face was full of anger: "Why? Have you even abandoned the last bit of the boxer's dignity?

Wu Xuan looked disdainful: "How much is the dignity of a boxer worth? Strength is the most important thing! Master Ling is stronger than my father and grandfather. It's really wise to turn to him!"

Yue Zichong didn't ask anything more and withdrew his chest with one hand: "Even if I only use one hand, I can still kill you, the guy who betrayed the dignity of the boxer!"

"What a big tone, take it!" Wu Xuan took three or two steps forward and punched out at the same time. Looking at the powerful punch with the dazzling five elements of fist, it seems that he wants to solve Yue Zichong with one punch.

"Fire dance all over the sky!" Yue Zichong, who rushed forward, suddenly retreated, jumped high and turned around and shook it with one hand. The six-color fire flew out of his palm and turned into countless fires, overwhelmingly attacking Wu Xuan.

"Frozen three feet!" Wu Xuan's fists suddenly contracted, and the five elements of his fists all over his body were turned into watery fists, freezing all around his body. Yue Zichong's sky fire burned on the ice cubes as thick as three feet, burning loudly and emitting smoke.

Even if the sky fire is extremely powerful, Yue Zichong is still not as good as Zhao Jingtian. Although the fire burned Wu Xuan's "three feet of ice", it was slower and was seized by Wu Xuan.

Taking advantage of Yue Zichong's only one hand, and the gap that he had just finished a move, Wu Xuan quickly bombarded Yue Zi with his left and right fists. Yue Zi rushed and flashed. Although he dodged the must-kill blow, he was still hit in the back by Wu Xuan and flew 100 meters away from the air.

"Go to hell!" Wu Xuan did not give Yuezi a chance to breathe. He jumped high, flowed colorfully on his fist, put on the strength of his whole body, and punched Yuezi down.

Boom! Within thousands of meters, he was bombarded into rotten soil by Wu Xuan. Yue Zichong didn't know whether he was bombarded into scum or something. Anyway, there was no trace of Yue Zichong everywhere.

"Hmm?" Wu Xuan didn't think that Yue Zichong would be killed by himself. He hurriedly let go of the pores of his whole body and was highly alert.

"Here!" Wu Xuan felt a strong fire breath approaching him, and quickly turned around and punched out without hesitation.

With a bang, a fire exploded in front of Wu Xuan, but there was no Yue Zichong.

"Bad!" Wu Xuan knew that it was not good and was about to dodge, but there was a strong hot current behind him. With a bang, Wu Xuan's back was punched out by Yue Zi and made a big hole!

"Puff!" Wu Xuan was bombarded out, and blood was sprayed all the way, everywhere.

Yue Zichong did not give Wu Xuan any chance to breathe. He turned into a firelight and moved to Wu Xuan's side in an instant, and another punch hit Wu Xuan's heart.

Boom! Wu Xuan could no longer return his hand, and his body was blown into several balls of meat with flames by his son!

One move must be killed!

Ling Yunxiao looked at Yue Zichong, who had no blood on his face, and couldn't help but be awed. It was the first time that he admired a person with lower cultivation: "This boy, I really don't know what belief is supporting him to fight. It's incredible that he is still standing even though he has run out of oil. If this boy doesn't come over, I will let him go..."

Ling Yunxiao just thought about it and suddenly found that Yue Zichong had come to the center of the battlefield!

"Is this boy really desperate?" Ling Yunxiao's eyes couldn't help but be cold: "Since you are looking for death, no one can save you!"

Yan Liner was exhausted, and her vision began to blur. The main boxers of her Yan's family fought. Except for her, her father Yan Beitian, her eldest brother Yan Baili, her uncle and cousins all died in the battle. Except for deep sadness, Yan Lin'er has no other perception now.

Pain and anger have already turned into the previous motivation, making Yan Liner kill many swordsmen, but now, she is tired and really tired.

Brush! A sword flew towards Yan Liner. It was not too fast, but she had no strength to dodge. Facing the sword that was about to cut her throat, a relieved smile appeared on Yan Liner's face: "I, Yan Liner, am not a vase, and I can also fight... I died in battle..."

Yan Lin'er closed her eyes.

Bum! The crisp sound of metal breaking sounded in Yan Liner's ear, and then a warm arm hugged her in a broad chest. In the haze, Yan Liner saw this man clearly, a man she had admired for a long time: "Young master..."

Yue Zichong hugged Yan Lin'er with a movable hand and shouted at Ling Yunxiao, "My Yue Zichong admitted defeat!"

" Stop it!" Several swordsmen who were rushing to Yue Zi heard Ling Yunxiao shouting and stopped their swords.

The battle stopped at once.

The remaining dozens of boxers were injured all over, but their eyes still emitted a fierce light of wanting to kill: "Young master Yue, why do you admit defeat! We won't bow to these guys even if we die!"

Yue Zichong did not answer these people's words and closed his eyes as if he were meditating.

Ling Yunxiao asked with great interest, "Why are you willing to admit defeat?"

Yue Zichong slowly opened his eyes, and his face regained a trace of color: "Master Ling Yunxiao, my brother just said that it's nothing for me to admit defeat. As long as he hasn't admitted defeat, you Xuantian swordsman can't win!"

Ling Yunxiao's face changed slightly: "What do you mean? Your brother Zhao Jingtian should not be alive now!"

Yue Zi rushed to his face with a mocking smile: "Five days, five days. My brother just asked me to tell you that as long as he is given five days, he will come back to compete with you. At that time, no matter how many swordsmen come from the Xuantian Kingdom, he will take over!"

"Good boy!" Ling Yunxiao sneered and said, "I was almost confused by you! This is just your delaying plan. You want Zhao Jingtian to come back to save you, right? However, for the sake of your excellent performance today, I will let you live five more days. At this time five days later, if Zhao Jingtian hasn't appeared, you will die!"

Yan Lin'er, who fell into Yue Zi's arms, said in a daze, "Young master, is it true?"

Yue Zichong smiled with a murderous smile: "Yes, that's what my brother Zhao Jingtian just told me. This guy doesn't believe that five days will be his death, haha!"