"Don''t hurry down, is Yang Xuan really coming to die?" a man laughed loudly.

    "Zhao Junyi''s cultivation at the peak of eight layers of internal strength is used to kill a waste that can''t reach one layer of internal strength. It''s really... Tut tut!" one person sighed.

    "Hurry down, don''t waste our time!" someone was already impatient.

    Chen Mingxiu looked at Yang Qingshan suspiciously, and Yang Qingshan smiled mysteriously. It seemed that he was holding the wisdom bead and had a plan in mind!

    Some people of insight also talked about it one after another.

    "I think otherwise, the Yang family will never send a waste to die. There must be something strange in it!" one thought.

    "By the way, didn''t I hear that sun Zhan''s brother Sun Li was hurt two days ago? I seem to have heard that it was done by a man named Yang Xuan. Was it him?" someone said in disbelief.

    "Maybe, maybe Yang XuanZhen has achieved success in cultivation?"

    "Even if you are successful in cultivation, how long will it take? It can never be Zhao Junyi''s opponent!" someone retorted.

    "It''s useless to say more. We''ll wait and see!"

    Seeing that Yang Xuan ignored him, Zhao Junyi couldn''t hang up on his face. He said in a cruel voice, "since you want to die yourself, you can''t blame me!"

    He has decided to do his best and smash Yang Xuan with one move.

    "The contest begins!" the host shouted.

    "Die for me!" Zhao Junyi shouted and showed off. He made every effort to display his eighth floor cultivation. He crossed the distance between them one step and swept towards Yang Xuan.

    This leg, like a sharp blade, cut through the sky. With indomitable momentum, it fiercely cut into Yang Xuan''s waist.

    The sound of breaking the air roared and made a sharp sound, which hurt people''s eardrums.

    Zhao family''s unique skill - shadowless leg.

    This shadowless leg is a very insidious martial art. When you practice it deep, your leg joints can be bent at will. It is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark. It chooses people to bite. Its moves are sharp and powerful. It also breaks the internal strength of the body protection. It is impossible to prevent.

    "It''s a shadowless leg. Yang Xuan is miserable now!" someone closed his eyes and couldn''t bear to see it again.

    "Zhao Junyi is deliberately showing off. When dealing with a waste, he even uses his housekeeping skills to cut Yang Xuan off. His heart is really vicious!"

    "Miserably miserably! Now, Yang Xuan is more or less dangerous, and even the whole body can''t be left!"

    Other people watching the war are also not optimistic about Yang Xuan. Only Yang Qingshan shows a smile at the corners of his mouth and doesn''t care!

    "Bang!" a soft noise.

    Sun Zhan''s eyes suddenly frozen and stared at the challenge arena.

    "Hiss!" everyone took a breath!

    Zhao Yanzheng suddenly stood up, his face full of disbelief, and shouted, "what?"

    Even some elders of the other three families fiercely stood up and said, "how is this possible?"

    Zhao Junyi sweeps his shadowless leg towards Yang Xuan, who is about to sweep. Yang Xuan gently raises his leg, comes first, and kicks Zhao Junyi in the stomach.

    This foot seemed to be light and weak, but Zhao Junyi was hit by Yang Xuan, and the whole person seemed to be hit by a mountain. Blood surged between his mouth and nose, and the whole person flew out in response.

    But it''s not over yet. Zhao Junyi flew in mid air, and his body made a continuous banging sound. Every time he made a light sound, Zhao Junyi gushed blood. After a few light sounds in a row, he fell heavily to the ground and lost his breath.

    When they saw it, they all took another cold breath and screamed.

    Zhao Junyi, who fell out of the challenge arena, had already rotted a big hole in his abdomen. His internal organs were blown to pieces and turned into a fuzzy mass of flesh and blood. The whole person was already dead and could not die anymore.

    Time seemed to be at a standstill. The whole square suddenly fell into a dead silence. There was no sound. Everyone was stunned, his face was shocked, his face was white and speechless.

    I don''t know how long it took before someone finally reacted.

    "Hiss! What do I see? What do I see?" someone was shocked and couldn''t seem to believe his eyes.

    "One move, just one move! Isn''t Zhao Junyi the cultivation of the eighth floor of inner strength?" the other person was shocked and didn''t believe.

    "Ah, how cruel, how cruel! Zhao Junyi didn''t even have the power to fight back with one foot!" one person exclaimed.

    "Is this really the waste Yang Xuan? Isn''t it the same name and surname?"

    "It''s impossible. Zhao Junyi is the cultivation of inner strength. How can he be kicked to death?" some people still don''t believe it.

    Even the people of the Yang family who had been prepared for a long time were stunned. The last time Yang Xuan shot, he was not so powerful. How long has it taken? The cultivation of the eighth floor of inner strength was kicked to death by a light kick.

    Such cultivation speed, where is this waste? This is genius, peerless genius!

    The elders of the other three families were also shocked at this time. When Yang Xuan kicked Zhao Junyi to death, his careless attitude of lifting heavy weights deeply stimulated them.

    "Even if it was me, I couldn''t kick the martial artist with eight layers of internal strength so easily. Can it be said that Yang Xuan''s cultivation is still above me?" an elder was shocked.

    "That''s awesome! How can young people be more powerful than each other? I think I''d better retire!" an elder even felt retired.

    "Junyi!" Zhao Yanzheng finally reflected what had happened, gave a heartrending roar and rushed to Zhao Junyi''s body.

    Zhao Junyi is his own son. Unexpectedly, he died here.

    "Yang Xuan, you want to die!!!" Zhao Yanzheng held Zhao Junyi''s body, looked ferocious, and rushed to Yang Xuan.

    Yang Qingshan and Chen Mingxiu flew out at the same time and shouted in a deep voice, "Zhao Yanzheng, do you want to break the rules?"

    Zhao Yanzheng was blocked by him and knew that he was in a hurry. However, the pain of losing his son was deep in his heart and there was no place to vent. He couldn''t help but raise his head and roar at the sky. The sound was very sad and bitter. He was angry and rolled out, shaking people''s hair.

    After the long roar, Zhao Yanzheng didn''t say a word. Holding Zhao Junyi''s body, he turned and left.

    But everyone knows that such hatred can''t be dissolved.

    Yang Qingshan looked at the host. The host reacted and said in a trembling voice, "Yang Xuansheng!"

    Taking advantage of the people''s uncertainty, sun Zhian came to sun Zhan, looked serious and said in a deep voice, "are you sure of winning?"

    Sun Zhan shook his head and said, "he''s very powerful!"

    Sun Zhian''s face became more and more ugly. He didn''t expect that Yang Xuan should be so powerful.

    After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said, "it''s really not good. Just admit defeat! It''s nothing to lose an iron ore, but you must not make any mistakes!"

    Sun Zhan suddenly smiled and said proudly: "The master said differently. If I compete with Yang Xuan with such an idea, the outcome will definitely be no better than that of Zhao Junyi! What is joy in life and what is pain in death? What our generation of martial artists desire is not immortality, but a happy war! If they meet an enemy stronger than themselves, what''s the use of practicing martial arts? It''s better not to practice! Yang Xuan is powerful, but in my opinion , but it''s just a mountain on my way to practice. As long as I cross it, what''s the fear of life and death? Without him, the only war ear! "

    With sun Zhan''s words, a magnificent momentum rose from him, swept through the surrounding space, and a great self-confidence appeared in his eyebrows.

    Sun Zhan did not lower his voice, but was clear and aboveboard.

    With these words, many people look thoughtful.

    "Well said! We martial artists should be like this!" one shouted.

    "Life is no joy, death is no pain! Well, that''s great!" the other man shouted.

    "Without him, there is only one war! This is the style that our generation of martial artists should have!"

    For a moment, everyone around praised.

    Even the elders nodded frequently.

    "It''s no wonder that sun Zhan is so young that he can have such high accomplishments!"

    "The future of this son is unlimited, unlimited!"

    Sun Zhian secretly called himself ashamed. He was in a high state of mind. He was not even as good as a disciple.

    Think about it, he has been in a high position for many years, and he has long lost his brave heart. His martial arts cultivation can''t advance inch by inch, which has nothing to do with his mentality?

    He patted sun Zhan on the shoulder. Sun Zhian didn''t speak any more and turned back to his seat.

    "The third game, Yang Xuan vs. sun Zhan!" the host shouted.

    For a time, everyone focused on the challenge arena.

    On the challenge arena, Yang Xuan and sun Zhan stood opposite each other.

    For a long time, sun Zhan bowed to Yang Xuan and said, "brother Yang!"

    Yang Xuan also gave a gift and said, "brother sun!"

    Sun Zhan dropped his hand, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Sun Li is my brother, my brother!"

    Yang Xuan said, "I know!"

    Sun Zhan continued, "although he is very incompetent, rude, even lawless, bullying men and women, he is my only brother!"

    Yang Xuan is silent!

    "Now, he''s useless! He can''t practice martial arts anymore!" Sun Zhan said softly, without joy or sorrow.

    Yang Xuan was still silent. Of course he knew the situation that day. That kick had broken Sun Li''s Dantian. Since then, he had no chance with Wu Dao.

    Sun Zhan then said, "in fact, it''s a good thing for him. With his temperament, even if you don''t do it, one day another person will do it. At that time, it may not be as simple as losing martial arts! Maybe you''ll die! I''d like to thank you for your mercy!"

    Yang Xuan said, "no!"

    "But..."

    Sun Zhan raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan. "After all, he is my own brother and the only brother. I can''t take revenge!"

    Yang Xuan said faintly, "I know!"

    "So, even if we miss today, it''s inevitable for us to fight!" Sun Zhan said, narrowing his eyes.

    "You are very strong! Very strong! I feel it! I may not be your opponent!"

    Yang Xuan nodded and did not deny it. He said in a loud voice, "you are not my opponent. If you fight with me, you may die!"

    Yang Xuan''s eyes flashed a ray of light, stopped, and then said, "but I know you won''t admit defeat!"

    Sun Zhan laughed at the speech and said, "you know me, brother Yang! Unexpectedly, you found your confidant under such circumstances! If you and I put aside others, you can become friends! But now, you can''t help yourself!"

    "So..."

    Sun Zhan''s eyes suddenly burst into a towering sense of war, as if it had formed a essence, condensed a dazzling light and stabbed Yang Xuan.

    At the same time, a huge and unparalleled momentum emanated from him and rose into the sky.

    This momentum is so huge and full of boundless war spirit and confidence. People seem to have an illusion in their eyes that sun Zhan seems to have become huge and become a golden armor God of war. Every move is full of the momentum of destruction.

    "War!"

    Sun Zhan exhaled, and a word burst out. The space around him seemed to collapse inward and explode again.

    War! War! War!

    For a moment, the whole square was surrounded by this huge war sound.