Rebirth of the perfect brother-in-law

Although Chu Nan's words are inevitably disrespectful, at this time it can only be regarded as a different kind of joke between father and son.

The battlefield is indeed an excellent place to hone martial arts. Although Mu Tie said that he had not been in the eighth level for a long time, Chu Nan felt as soon as he took over Mu Tie that he was by no means as simple as the eighth level.

Mu Tie waved the mace in his hand as easily and casually as if he were holding a piece of straw, but his strong body was extremely flexible, and he was evenly matched with Chu Nan in getting up.

As the saying goes, an inch long is strong, and an inch short is dangerous. Although Duguqiu's sword is very sharp, the weapons of the generals in the army are naturally extraordinary. The mace is a powerful weapon, although Chu Nan used borrowed

Chu Nan's ability was knocked down several times, which made everyone in the audience sweat for Chu Nan.

Mu Tie was extremely cautious at first, but when he saw that he had a slight upper hand, he wanted to defeat Chu Nan in one go. With an angry roar, he once knocked Chu Nan's long sword to the side, and kept holding his hand, shining the cold mace.

Chu Nan's head was chopped off.

The audience exclaimed, and Chu Yuan secretly frowned in the audience. Chu Nan flipped his wrist and held the long sword in front of him with the mace. Mu Tie was stunned and thought to himself, is Chu Nan crazy? At this time, he is competing with himself.

, are you really looking for death?

He was thinking in his heart, but he continued to strike with his hand, but he still considered the risk of hurting Chu Nan's life, so he stayed a little longer. If Chu Nan did not care about his image, he would withdraw his sword and roll around without any damage. How could Chu Nan not know Mu Tie's intention?

With a sound, he stretched out his left hand and lightly touched the long sword a few times.

Mu Tieru was struck by lightning and seemed to have suffered great pain. He retreated out of Chu Nan's attack range. His right hand could not help but tremble. He said coldly: "It turns out that Mr. Chu has such a powerful secret skill. That general

I won’t hold back anymore.”

With a loud roar, the mace drew a cold edge, and the speed of the attack was far better than before. The mace made him dance impervious to wind and rain, and when the edge pointed at it, Chu Nan had no choice but to retreat.

Chu Nannai didn't intend to fight a protracted battle with him. He didn't want to hurt Duguqiu's sword, so he used the scabbard as a sword. Every time, he would hit the weakest point on the mace. After struggling for a while, he finally saw it.

At the right opportunity, he opened the mace and swung his long sword, stabbing Mu Tie in the throat.

In the distance, before Chu Yue could cheer, she heard two roars coming from the stage, both like injured beasts. A knowledgeable person not only exclaimed: "The internal energy is leaking out, the master of the ninth grade!"

Chu Nan also didn't expect that at this critical moment, Mu Tie would use a martial art that could only be used by the ninth grade, and punched him away. The mighty inner energy flowed continuously, and Chu Nan was pushed far away.

Chu Nan was also furious. He jumped into the air as soon as he stepped down, borrowed his strength from the flagpole near the high platform, and then flew back. Chu Nan had long seen that Mu Tie was too light and weak in martial arts. After all, he was a soldier, and on the battlefield

Wouldn't a person who flies up rashly be seeking death?

Sure enough, Mu Tie just watched Chu Nan floating in the air and stared at it, but had no intention of getting up to pursue him. Chu Nan was hit by Mu Tie's sharp punch and his blood surged. The area around his left shoulder was numb, obviously.

Injured meridians. Constantly using the force to float around, Chu Nan suddenly flew

He reached the top of Mu Tie's head, and then stabbed the top of his head without hesitation. Mu Tie obviously had no intention of hiding. Isn't this a crisis a good opportunity to defeat the enemy? He handed the mace to his left hand and pointed at Chu Nan's long sword.

, but his right hand was accumulating strength, obviously trying to repeat his old trick, and understood Chu Nan with one move.

Chu Nan snorted coldly and handed the long sword to his left hand. He gently placed it against the mace and moved it slightly away. He also clenched his fist with his right hand, just in time to meet Mu Tie's fist.

Mu Tiezhong snorted coldly. Although he was seriously injured, he still gathered all his strength in this punch. Chu Nan was probably seeking death by trying to fight with him. However, he didn't expect that when he faced Chu Nan's fist, he only felt a...

The inner strength that was stronger than the penis surged up, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, knowing that this was hurting his heart.

Chu Nan also felt uncomfortable, but he was unyielding and punched out three times in a row, driving the wood and iron into the bluestone ground about a foot away like nails.

Chu Nan landed lightly on the ground, but couldn't help but staggered. Before he could see Mu Tie's condition, he heard a gust of cold wind blowing towards him. It turned out to be Mu Tie who saw the right moment and threw the mace with one hand.

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It was already a sure-win situation. Who would have thought that there would be such a variable? The audience exclaimed in surprise. This life-and-death struggle was indeed one after another.

Chu Nan leaned back, and the mace just missed Chu Nan's body and flew out, leaving a shallow blood mark on Chu Nan's forehead. From the corner of Chu Nan's eyes, he saw Mu Tie trying to break free from the floor.

He also took advantage of the situation and learned the moves of the Fuso Swordsman that night. He continued to lean back, holding the long sword and thrust it out from under his crotch. As soon as the cold long sword moved forward, Mu Tie had given up struggling and closed his eyes to wait for death.

Chu Nan sighed and placed the cold sword tip on Mu Tie's throat. Seeing the miserable look of Mu Tie with his hair disheveled and his eyes closed, waiting for death, Chu Nan slowly withdrew the sword and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The martial arts competition was so exciting, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that although Chu Nan won, he was still seriously injured. Chu Nan sheathed the long sword, threw it to Dugu Qiu in the audience, and looked at Mu Tie indifferently.

He said: "You should be lucky." After that, he coughed violently again. It took a long time to stop, and then said: "You should be lucky that you are not Li Ling's bodyguard, but a general guarding the border. Of course, you should be even more lucky that I took it.

It was someone else's sword, otherwise, you would be dead by now."

Mu Tie did not speak. With the help of the guards, he slowly stood up from the ground, cupped his hands towards Chu Nan, and limped off the stage with his mace. Following his pace, the smooth stone slabs behind him

There were two lines of bloody footprints left on it, which was shocking.

Chu Nan looked at his hands covered with blood, smiled mockingly, staggered back to the crowd, and then sat down on the ground without any trace of emotion.

Chu Nan arrogantly refused the imperial doctor arranged by the palace, then smiled and shook his head at Duguqiu who took out the medicine, turned his head and started to look at the two people fighting on the stage.

If the battle between Chu Nan and Mutie was one after another, then Wang Lin, who was almost still a child, met the iceberg man Leng Yun. Obviously, the battle between the two was full of brutality from the first move.

Wang Lincong, who knew he was at a disadvantage, acted like crazy at the beginning and was in a desperate posture, which made people wonder whether his opponent Leng Yun was his father-killing enemy or something else.

Leng Yun gave people the impression of being able to remain calm at all times, but he was obviously angered by the arrogant Wang Lin and fought for his life with red eyes.

The two of them fully planned to injure themselves by 800 and injure the enemy by 1,000. They didn't mind the attack at a non-fatal point. Looking at their posture, unless one of them fell down, the fight would never stop.

While Li Li was taking care of Chu Nan, he squinted at the desperate Wang Lin. Instead of saying "ouch" and quickly turning his face away, the two people on the stage probably made another wound on their opponent.

It's just a rule that has been in place for decades. Unless one party admits defeat, the competition will continue and no one can stop it. Although many people in the audience can't bear it as much as Li Li, there are even some Yingying Yanyans in the distance.

With beautiful eyes filled with tears, even Wang Qiang in the audience shouted hoarsely, but the two people on the stage still turned a deaf ear and were always ready to know each other's life.

Finally, after Wang Lin stabbed Leng Yun in the arm and was knocked to the ground for the seventh time, he finally failed to stand up after trying for a long time, and slowly passed out. Wang Qiang hurried to the rebirth stage, and was still preparing to add a sword.

Leng Yun shouted in panic: "Where is the imperial doctor? Where is the imperial doctor? Come and save him!"

Wang Lin, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was quickly carried away for treatment, but Leng Yun, who was soaked in blood and suffered a tragic victory, insisted on staying on the field and only agreed to the imperial doctor's treatment on the sidelines. After all, after two tragic battles, no one had won the first place.

The only ones who had not yet competed were Sun Mian and another company of sergeants from Mobei. The three hesitated for a long time before a sergeant came forward and sighed: "General Mu's first opponent should be me.

General Shangmu also has a winner and a loser, I will quit and the two of you will continue."

Sun Mian couldn't hide his excitement. He felt that Dugu Qiu had withdrawn, Chu Nan and Leng Yun were both seriously injured, and his hope of winning the first place was greatly increased. It was really an unexpected joy. He said to the remaining sergeant: "Please."

The sergeant looked at his lonely comrade who was slowly walking off the stage. He wanted to comfort him and quit to let him stay. Seeing Zhang Mian talking like this, he looked at him angrily and said harshly: "Okay, come on!

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He is worthy of being the elite of the Mobei Army. His experience and momentum alone are much better than Zhang Mian. Sun Mian has stumbled all the way to this point. He originally felt that even if he was not as good as Dugu Qiu and Leng Yun, he was probably about the same as Chu Nan. Since Chu Nan

Can defeat Mutie,

It's not difficult to win by yourself. Who would have thought that his opponent was so fierce, with his cold gaze never leaving his heart and throat. After surviving hundreds of moves, Zhang Mian had already surrendered in his heart. After receiving a slap, he rolled to the audience.

, abandoning the sword and admitting defeat.

Then Leng Yun staggered back on the stage, and even Chu Nan couldn't bear it. Then the most ruthless person in the martial arts performance this time successfully caused the wounds he had just treated to burst and bleed again, and added many new horrific wounds.

In the end, he tried his best to be stabbed completely by his opponent, and put the trembling sword at his throat.

How could Chu Nan not see that Leng Yun was at the end of his strength? If he went on stage, he might not be able to survive even ten moves. However, just as people were waiting for the final battle, Chu Nan vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and fell into a coma.

In Li Li's arms.