Chapter 210 Drama 1

Looking at Xue Wei's bitterly supported expression, the fat man was indescribably proud. After being domineering for so long, now you have finally tasted the pain. It doesn't feel good to be a human being.

Everyone in the square was excited when they looked at the fat man's powerless boxing. Since the Xianmen came out two months ago, it has been singing and playing all the way, constantly attacking various sects. The martial arts world mentioned that Xianmen is in danger for everyone, and for a while, the wind is blowing. The previous fight also had the upper hand. Although they lost a few rounds, those rounds were irrelevant at all. The bright-eyed people could see that there were tricks in it. I'm afraid that it was really like what the people of Xianmen said, it was for them. It's just that the monks refused to admit it. It is rare to see that the people of Xianmen are really at a disadvantage. They are completely abused by people in the martial arts world, and their hearts are extremely happy. Although Xue Wei has not been defeated, everyone has seen that he is already at the end of the crossbow and may be defeated at any time. Some people couldn't help shouting loudly, "Fight, hit hard!"

The fat man was proud, secretly calculating the time of the rental ability, and the energy support time left by Tuobafeng in his body. Don't lose Jingzhou because of careless care.

For a few more minutes, the fat man was more energetic, and the scene was even more beautiful.

After the fat man bombarded several punches, he found that Xue Wei could no longer hold on. If he still maintained this fist, the other party was likely to die. However, the fat man has not finished playing, and the monks have not seen it, and the resentment in the fat man's heart has not been vented. How can he let the game end like this? In fact, death can't atone for sins many times. The strength of the fat man's hand changed. With a punch, he immediately hit Xue Wei with the ball and flew up. Then, the fat man took a slight step, caught up with him in an instant, kicked out again, and kicked Xue Wei back.

After so many times, the monks burst out laughing. Xue Wei was like a toy, ruthlessly abused by his owner. However, at this time, no one feels that the fat man's heart is cruel. If heaven does evil, it is still forgivable. If he does evil, he can't live. Naturally, someone needs to bear the many sins of Xianmen sitting down. Xue Wei can only be said to be an unfortunate favorite.

In mid-air, Yunxiao, Yunmeng and Xuanji looked at this scene and felt happy. However, in view of the fact that the fairy in white was beside him, and his face was extremely smelly, they didn't laugh. At most, they couldn't stand it.

The fat man is very careful. Every time, he controls it to the extent that he can kick Xue Wei's light ball away without breaking the ball. At the same time, it is also necessary to make some confusing fake actions, so that Xue Wei has to hold up the light ball to withstand his attack. However, after several times, Xue Wei naturally saw that the fat man was humiliating him, and the light ball suddenly put away and let the fat man's fist bombard him.

Shi can be killed but not humiliated!

The fat man is depressed, and the other party understands this sentence! If you advocate good death, it's better to live than to live. The game can't be played, and the humiliation can't continue. The fat man simply stop. Xue Wei would rather die than accept the humiliation. Obviously, he is a person with strong self-esteem. He still has a good impression on such a fat man. A person can be looked down upon by anyone, but not by himself. That's the sentence that motivates the fat man. Otherwise, the fat man who used to live at home will not discover his computer talent. At the same time, the fat man knows very well that an enemy with strong self-esteem is very deadly. Today's humiliation will definitely make Xue Wei a great shame in his life, and he will look for all opportunities to revenge in the future. However, the fat man really can't do anything about such a self-respecting person. Although he is very clear in his heart that cutting grass without rooting, the spring breeze blows again, the best The way is to kill the other party completely to avoid future trouble.

A long sigh! After all, the fat man couldn't do it, and his fist stopped in front of Xue Wei's head.

"Kill him, kill him!" The angry crowd shouted, and it was obvious that Xianmen was extremely unpopular.

The fat man slowly put away his fist and turned back.

Xue Wei stood there in a daze, with incredible eyes in his eyes. Are you really not going to kill me? Aren't you afraid of my revenge?" Xue Wei shouted loudly.

The fat man smiled heroly, "Since I can beat you once, I can beat you for the second time and the third time." After saying that, the fat man stepped up and walked back step by step.

When the monks saw that the fat man did not kill Xue Wei, they were very dissatisfied, but the fat man heard the heroic words, "It's better than you for the second time and the third time." Suddenly, he shouted loudly. The fat man's words were too strong, full of absolute domineering! It makes people listen to it with a sense of submission, and there is no trace of resistance.

Xue Wei walked back silently and slowly.

Zhishan came up and said loudly, "Zhang Biao wins the seventh game."

When the monks heard this, they immediately cheered again.

Seeing this situation, a trace of gloom flashed in the eyes of the fat man. In his plan, Xue Wei defeated the fat man in this game, and he killed the fat man. All the monks felt a lot of pressure and dark clouds overwhelmed the city. At this time, the monks of Mingzong came out. After a hard work, they relied on their strength and the luck of fate to win six battles, and then made the world's monks return to their hearts. But now, all the monks' hearts are focused on the fat man. The fat man has become the savior. Even if Mingzong wins the last game, the limelight has been robbed by the fat man. Even if everyone remembers the goodness of Mingzong, there is always a fat man who fights. How is the dominant situation of the Mingzong family?

Although the appearance of Yun Meng and others, although I don't know what's going on, the fat man is mixed with them, so their escape must have nothing to do with the fat man. Everything is because of this fat man, not to mention the existence of Yun Meng, Yunxiao, Crazy Taoist, Xuanji, Chen Daozi and others, the life and death gate, the reconstruction of Shenzong. It's just around the corner. Mingzong has been planning for so long, and has been painstakingly calculating for such a long time. Is it going to be in vain in the end? He was unwilling and hated it in his heart.

How can the fat man control the other party's psychology? There is no suspense about this victory, and the victory is full of joy. Seeing the cheering and cheering expressions of the crowd, he was extremely happy. It feels so comfortable to be able to do something for everyone and get everyone's heartfelt admiration.

"Brother Zhang, you are Xiaoyu's idol. Xiaoyu wants to follow you and learn from you. Jia Yu took the lead in saying.

Hearing the sound of the rain, everyone laughed.

Although everyone knew that the fat man was very strong and had some special means, the victory of this battle still surprised them. Seeing that he defeated the opponent they could not defeat, the fat man still did not have a trace of arrogance. He still treated them as usual. Everyone's heart was wide and he was closer to the fat man.

Xue Qingchen looked at the fat man with a little confused eyes. This is a powerful man. This is a mysterious man. She found that she had a strong psychology of exploring the fat man and wanted to clearly understand the fat man and know this mysterious and powerful man.

Xue Qingchen hasn't noticed how his eyes are, but the fat man feels very clear. Oh, why is his eyes a little crazy! It can't be that her own heroism attracted her. The fat man subconsciously looked at the plug-in and saw that Xue Qingchen's download was clearly marked with 40%. The fat man was surprised that the download level had reached 40%. The little girl didn't really have an idea about herself. The fat man is a little confused but also a little proud. Although he doesn't worry about women now, it is always a happy thing that some women like, especially beautiful women. Suddenly, his Yu Guang found that the rental function had entered the countdown, and then he realized that the time had passed, and the energy passed on himself by the Tuobafeng in his body had been squandered, and because it was still within the plug-in energy rental time, he did not feel so obvious. The so-called what to worry about, what to come, when the technology enters the countdown, the fat man suddenly noticed that the energy in his body began to pass rapidly. His body suddenly seemed to be empty, and his legs trembled and he was about to fall to the ground. In panic, the fat man quickly grabbed around, hoping to catch something and stabilize his body.

"1! 0!" The fat man's body completely softened. The contrast was strong enough to make people vomit blood. The fat man had no strength to stand at all. His palm barely grabbed a soft thing, and then grabbed it hard and concentrated all his strength there.

"Ah!" A soft cry, and then the soft cry stopped abruptly. Then the fat man felt a delicate palm covering his palm. Then the palm of his hand took his hand away from the soft thing and wanted to throw away his hand, but he made another sound of surprise, and then held him.

The fat man gasped slightly and immediately calmed down his psychological senses. The power spread in the body again, but only about half of the usual strength. However, no matter what, I finally controlled my body and was no longer affected by the feeling of physical weakness caused by the sudden disappearance of huge energy. The fat man looked at the person who supported him and suddenly found that the person holding him was Xue Qingchen. At this time, Xue Qingchen blushed and looked at him with anger in his eyes.

The fat man glanced slightly and immediately found that the clothes on Xue Qingchen's chest were slightly wrinkled. Thinking of the soft thing he had just grasped, he immediately realized that he was afraid of grabbing Xue Qingchen's peak just now. No wonder the other party was so angry.

Xue Qingchen noticed that the fat man looked at her chest, and there was another burst of anger. He couldn't help pinching the fat man's arm.

The fat man shouted softly and quickly withdrew his hand.

Everyone heard the voice of the fat man and saw him and Xue Qingchen standing together blushing. They were slightly surprised, and then they came over and smiled one after another.

Xue Qingchen was in a panic. He wanted to refute, but he suddenly lowered his head.

Han Lei was recovering from his wounds, but his eyes always paid attention to Xue Qingchen, the beautiful senior sister. He saw clearly what happened between Fatty and Xue Qingchen just now, especially to see the fat man touching Xue Qingchen's chest, which made him angry, and Xue Qingchen's expression made him furious. He thought there must be adultery between the two. I'm furious!

The fat man was immersed in the embarrassment just now, thinking that it was actually not bad to accept this girl. Although his nature was a little colder, there were signs of change, but it seemed that it was no longer a loss. What a little loss? Suddenly, he felt a chill, and suddenly found that it was Han Lei's cold eyes. He looked at Han Lei with contemptuously and turned his eyes away. For some people, even his enemies, as long as the other party has merits, the fat man can forgive the other party and respect the other party, but for some people, the fat man hates it. For Han Lei, there is no need for the fat man to pay attention to him at all. He is just a clown who doesn't know how to be ugly.

Xue Qingchen noticed the fat man's expression, and a trace of anxiety suddenly rose in his heart and wanted to say, "I have nothing to do with him." But the words stopped when it came to her mouth. The girl's reservedness and shyness did not allow her to express her feelings so enthusiastically.

Everyone cheered enough, waiting for the start of the eighth game.

Zhishan timely announced the start of the eighth game. Some people are eager for the martial arts world to take the momentum of victory to the next city, so the martial arts world wins six games, the overall situation is locked, and the martial arts world will be safe in the future.

The man of Xianmen did not seem to be affected by the defeat just now, and a middle-aged man slowly came out. Standing silently in the center of the square, he bowed his head and said no words.

A monk of Mingzong came out. This man has shown his strength yesterday. In the middle of the Taoist mirror, it is the monk who defeated the Taoist monk Moliere, a master of scattered cultivation in the Taoist period. However, this person's strength was not played well yesterday. After defeating the once despised elder of Mingzong, Moliere won, he was secretly injured. It was not until a few hours that he found that he suddenly broke out in the fight. Basically, Moliere was not defeated by Zhixing, but admitted defeat.

After the two stood down, the fairy martial artist raised his head. This head suddenly made people realize that he was extraordinary, and his eyes were extremely bright. It is brighter than the stars on that day. After a glance, people can't help but be addicted to it.

Seeing this scene, the fat man and others were surprised at the same time. Their cultivation is profound, and they are naturally not afraid of the confusion of their eyes, but some low-level monks have been addicted to it, and their eyes began to slowly disperse, and their bodies are about to fall down.

Obviously, this is a mental attack. Xue Qingchen and other reincented sects should be the most aware of this kind of attack. The fat man looked at Xue Qingchen, but Xue Qingchen shook her head. Now her strength is damaged, and she can't break the charm of her strange eyes at all.

Suddenly, Tuoba Feng shouted softly, and a strange ripple spread from his mouth, like a breeze, brushing everyone's hearts, and immediately purging their hearts. The people who were addicted to the charming eyes suddenly woke up.

Everyone was terrled and felt cold sweat all over their bodies. What kind of skill is this? Why is it so weird? He was shocked, but he never dared to look up again.

The fat man sneered. He wanted to see what Mingzong played. Now there is only one chance to win. How should they grasp it? The fat man guessed that he was afraid that Mingzong would lose this game, because no matter how well the Mingzong elders performed in this game, he was always in the shadow of the fat man's last game. People would explain that the elder Zong carried the power of victory in the last game, so that he could not show the importance of Mingzong. The fat man thought for a moment, and he was afraid that these games of Xianmen would display a lot of great power and extremely dazzling. The secret skills that the monks had never seen and heard of before made the monks fully realize the strength of Xianmen and the unyieldingness of Mingzong. In the last game, Mingzong, Xianmen will definitely make the most eye-catching play. The great performance of Mingzong is incompetable!

Suddenly, an aurora flashed, and the whole world was dark in an instant.

In fact, the sky is still clear and the sun is still shining high, but the light is so dazzling that people can't open their eyes at all. Even the fat man and others had to close their eyes tightly.

"Ah!" At this moment, a scream came from the arena. People quickly opened their eyes and looked at the place where the screams came. Only then did they find that the aurora had disappeared. In the center of the square, the elder of Mingzong's eyes were bleeding, kneeling on one knee, and his clothes were ragged. Obviously, he was seriously injured. On the other hand, the man of Xianmen stood proudly in a corner and looked at the monks arrogantly. The charming look in his eyes had disappeared.

Fal! Is it this way to lose? Why is this game so fast and frustrating?

Suddenly, when the shock suddenly changed, he saw that he had been seriously injured jumped up, completely ignoring his eyes and injuries on his body, and his hands kept attacking the Xianmen monk.

The Xianmen monk sneered and dodged to avoid it, not facing Zhixing.

Zhixing's eyes bled, and the blood slowly flowed through his cheeks and fell to the ground. However, Zhixing continued to attack more frantically as if he had no pain.

The Xianmen monk flashed again. The body was erratic, making Zhixing's attack completely empty.

"Brother Zhang, is the elder Mingzong blind?" Jia Yu asked. The problem of Jiayu is also the problem of many monks standing nearby, looking at the fat man one after another.

The fat man shook his head. It is reasonable to say that even if he is acting, he will not do it so tragically, but it seems that his eyes are really blind. As for such a large amount of blood? Or do they have a unique skill to brightn their eyes? He said, "I don't know, let's watch it."

The Xianmen monk seemed to be impatient. He suddenly swam away quickly, and without a trace of wind, he suddenly lost the sound in his ears and could not distinguish the trace of the Xianmen monk at all. Since he did not know the trace of the other party, how to attack?

Looking at Zhi Xing standing there, Jia Yu couldn't help shouting, "Are you really blind?"

Other people also nodded one after another.

The fat man was still suspicious in his heart, and he guessed that he was afraid that the fairy had any way to brighten his eyes, otherwise the other party would not use his eyes as props to play.

However, I have to say that their play is very good, and the monks have been moved by the desperate heart of Mingzong Zhixing, and they have cheered for Zhixing and encouraged them. Some low-level monks shouted regardless of the rules, "Where are the Xianmen monks, there!"

Seeing this situation, he quickly stopped talking. All monks must not make noise, otherwise they will be driven out of the Dragon and Snake Mountain immediately.

Just after drinking, some low-level monks were stopped. There was a tragic look on the best face. In this process, Zhixing did not take the opportunity to attack and show the justice and fairness of the sect incisively and vividly.

The Xianmen monk showed a trace of impatience on his face and shouted to Zhishan, "Old man Zhishan, isn't this game over yet? Do you need him to die before you announce that you have lost?

"No, I didn't lose, brother, give me another chance." He shouted out loud.

"You, you are blind, and you still want to win, joke." The Xianmen monk sneered.

"I didn't lose, I can't lose. Mingzong will never let the immortals ravage the martial arts world, and never!" Zhixing roared angrily.

"Okay, that's good. The martial arts world must not let Xianmen rage. We have to resist and resist to death.

At the mouth of this, it immediately won the praise of a large number of monks.

"Fight, never die!"

"Come on, never give up, never give up!"

......

I was encouraged by this, and my heart was shocked. He shouted, "Brother, if you go down, I will never give up. Xianmen thug, die." After saying that, a roar, like a fierce tiger down the mountain, he rushed to the Xianmen monk.

"Good!" Seeing this, the monks praised it loudly again.

I don't know if it was shocked by everyone's momentum. The Xianmen monk's hands and feet became dull and slightly unchecked. Suddenly, he was rushed to his side by Zhixing. Zhixing's claws grabbed the Xianmen monk's chest without hesitation, and immediately pierced into the monk's chest.

Everyone is in high spirits!

The Xianmen monk was shocked and suddenly came to his senses. A light suddenly came out of his body, and a "bang" rebounded away. In mid-air, a mouthful of blood spewed out.

But the Xianmen monk is also uncomfortable. Half kneeling on the ground, there were two obvious blood holes in the chest, and blood flowed out of it.

"Good! Fight!" The excited hearts of the monks were pushed up again**.

Zhi Xing slowly got up from the ground, wiped the blood on the corners of his lips, and rushed to the Xianmen monk again. At this time, it seems that the body, footwork and techniques have been forgotten, and there are only bloody attacks, fists and feet to meat.

Fresh blood flowed out and seemed to stimulate the wildness in the heart of the fairy monk. He suddenly let go of the energy photosphere, moved his step, and instantly dodged the attack of Zhixing, and then moved behind Zhixing, and a heavy fist hit Zhixing fiercely.

The boxing wind is blowing. Zhixing suddenly felt the whereabouts of the Xianmen monks. However, feeling the powerful force that destroyed everything, he did not dodge, but shrank his neck, avoided the key parts, and punched out with the same heavy punch. Obviously, he wanted to hurt both sides. Since you don't succeed, you will become benevolent.

Seeing that Zhixing was so crazy, the Xianmen monk was scared and quickly dodged.

Zhi Xing was fierce in his heart and followed the wind. His fists kept attacking, and he actually had the upper hand for a while.

"Good!"

"Good fight!"

"Fight!" The monks roared.

The fat man couldn't help looking at Tuoba Feng. Tuoba Feng also looked at the fat man with a worried look. The current scene is the last thing they want to see, but they have no choice! I'm afraid that the next one, and the next Mingzong, no matter how hot the Xianmen is, regardless of the cost, the sensation caused by the fat man just now will be completely forgotten. In this way, the purpose of Mingzong has finally been achieved, and it is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!

Encouraged by everyone, Zhixing's spirit was greatly boosted, and he chased the Xianmen monks and fought fiercely. Without fancy attacks, it is the simplest and most practical air bomb attack. For a while, the fighting air splashed and the energy exploded.

The Xianmen monk was extremely embarrassed. When he saw it, he chased him again. His strength was inferior to his own, but he chased him away. His heart was extremely angry. Suddenly, he roared, no longer taking into account the attacking fist, and also punched out fiercely.

This punch is to attack the fist hit by Zhixing. After all, he doesn't have the courage to break the boat. This punch wants to fight off the opponent's fist. Unexpectedly, the sound of the news forced his fist back and changed an angle to hit it out again. If the Xianmen monks collect their strength, he can completely dodge, but his situation will become a situation of being chased by steel. This time, he did not dodge, increased his strength, and the transportation force exploded.

"Bang-bang, poof!" Two heavy punches bombarded each other at the same time, and then the two spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

However, the situation is still dominated by Xianmen monks, and his monks are higher than the front line.

The two of them jumped on it again.

"Boom!" With the continuous confrontation of powerful fists, the energy storm was generated under the fists of the two people, and the air became strange.

All the people were shocked. No one expected that the fight would become such a tragic situation in the end. The dull sound of punching to meat is like hitting the meat in their hearts. The sound is tragic. People can no longer make a sound of encouragement, but just cheer for the best in their hearts, come on, come on, hold on, hold on!

"All in all!" The sound of fists came one after another, but the frequency of the sound gradually became lower and slower.

People's hearts are attracted. Looking at the fight between the two without blinking, he was extremely worried. At this moment, they only saw the strong man who worked hard for the safety of the martial arts world, and even did not hesitate to give up his life.

Suddenly, Zhixing's fist condensed in the air. The Xianmen monk's fist hit him, but he failed to bombard his fist out.

"Tong!" Zhixing's body flew high and flew far away. Blood spread all over the sky.

As soon as Zhixing settled, the people of Mingzong quickly surrounded him and surrounded him. Many monks want to squeeze in but can't.

"Hahahaha!" The Xianmen monk laughed wildly and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

But at this time, no one cares about him anymore, and they are worried about this injury. However, no matter how crowded people are, they can't get close to it at all.

Mingzong and his party opened the way, and soon Zhixing was sent to the hall and went to recuperate. People looked at the figure of Zhixing being carried away and lamented in their hearts.

Zhishan came up slowly, with a heavy face. He whispered, "In this game, Xianmen wins!" It's just six words, very low six words.

But people are boiling and dissatisfied. The blood of resistance in their bodies seems to be stimulated by the unyielding battle. They are eager to defend victory with their lives and the stability of the mainland with their lives!

Another monk from Mingzong came out. Zhiren, Zhiren slowly walked to the center of the arena. Facing the angry monks in the square, he shouted, "Mingzong has no kind. I will definitely do my best. If I don't succeed, I will become benevolent!"

The monks listened to Zhi Ren's statement and cheered loudly. Cheers for the benevolent performance.

Zhiren looked at the crowd with satisfaction, turned his eyes, and looked coldly at the people of Xianmen. He stretched out his hand, hooked, and sarcastically, "Does anyone dare to fight with me in Xianmen?"

Everyone cheered loudly again. Cheer for the self-confidence of Mingzong and the strength of the disciples of Mingzong.