Deng Youfu is open!

Uncle Liu is up!

Uncle Liu has been arrested!

Uncle Liu has defected to the enemy!

The electric flint reversed and reversed, and Deng Youfu was stunned.

Feng Xingtong just stretched out his hand and shouted two words "come", and Deng Youfu's biggest reliance on Liu Kunsheng Uncle Liu defected to the enemy!

Don't say it's Deng Youfu, even the audience is blinded.

"You don't seem surprised by this result at all, do you know that the one named Feng Xingtong can do this kind of thing?" Chen Duo asked suspiciously.

"The Feng Xingtong family is one of the eight magical skills, and any eight magical skills are invincible in their field, and the Spirit Dispatch General is precisely a kind of witchcraft." Lu Wuwei explained.

"Oh... Is there a magic technique that is an eight-trick? Chen Duo asked.

"Nope." Lu Wuwei shook his head: "There is no magic technique in the eight magic techniques, but the magic technique you inherit is equivalent to the eight magic skills in the magic technique, and your future is bright!"

"Is it? I don't care how strong or weak it is, even... There is no best. Chen Duo said.

"Heaven does not take it, but suffers from it. What God gives you, you must accept well. Lu Wuwei stretched out his hand to hold Chen Duo's shoulder and said, "Now it's starting to develop in a good way, isn't it?"

Chen Duo nodded, and suddenly looked sideways: "Where do you put your hand?" I said I don't want to be touched on the head by you.

"Uh... Didn't you say yesterday that you just didn't want to at the time?

"Not now!"

"When do you want that?"

"I'll tell you when I think about it."

Looking at Chen Duo, who had the corners of his mouth rising, Lu Wuwei smiled and suddenly stretched out his hand.

Chen Duo, who had been guarded for a long time, hurriedly turned his head to dodge, and for a while the two "played together", until the referee suddenly called Lu Wuwei's name to let Lu Wuwei enter, and Lu Wuwei stopped fighting with Chen Duo.

Entering, looking at the opponent who came in from another passage of the venue, Lu Wuwei was slightly surprised.

I thought it was just a plain dragon set, but I didn't expect that the dress was quite fashionable.

The other party looked relatively short, only one meter and six years old, with short hair, a long box that looked like a guqin box on his back, a sword around his waist, and a black Peking Opera mask on his face.

It's a pity that Lu Wuwei has no research on Peking Opera, and it is not clear whose face the mask he is wearing, and the black-faced Peking Opera character Lu Wuwei only knows one Zhang Fei.

"The legendary extrajudicial madman Zhang San, right? Your outfit... The sword is double? Lu Wuwei tilted his head and asked with a smile.

"Hmph! You'll find out later! Zhang San said.

Hearing Zhang San's voice, Lu Wuwei was suddenly stunned, and a pair of eyes involuntarily looked at the other party's chest instantly.

Girl?

This chest is also flat, right?

As if sensing Lu Wuwei's gaze, Zhang San snorted coldly again.

At this moment, the referee just announced the start of the match, and Zhang San immediately drew his sword and slashed at Lu Wuwei after snorting coldly.

As

soon as the adept made a move, he knew if there was any, and after using scissors to hold the opponent's sword, Lu Wuwei raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Such a heavy force, girl, your strength is the same as my junior sister... Well?!

Lu Wuwei, who was sighing, was stunned.

Wait, my junior sister seems... She is also a princess of Taiping who is just over one meter six meters tall but is naturally strange!

Just when Lu Wuwei was stunned, Zhang San raised his foot to slap an unpretentious flirtatious leg!

"Jian Dun!"

Flashing into the distance in an instant, Lu Wuwei looked at Zhang San in amazement, and then hurriedly looked up at the audience as if he was looking for something.

Swoosh~

"Are you looking for your little girlfriend?"

A cold voice moved away with a strong wind, and Lu Wuwei dodged unhurriedly with a lean back, his eyes still scanning the audience quickly.

"No, I just want to see if my uncle has come to see me to play." Lu Wuwei said while hiding.

"How? Think I can't beat me, and I'm going to call the elders of the division to help? Then you might as well surrender directly! Zhang San asked, and at the same time the backhand was another sword stroke.

Two backflips in a row dodged the pursuit, Lu Wuwei threw out the scissors with his backhand, and at the same time controlled another scissors to fly out, and the two scissors attacked Zhang San at the same time, one left and one right.

"It is impossible to surrender, it is impossible to surrender in this life."

Lu Wuwei shook his head and threw out two more pairs of scissors.

Not only did all four scissors come out, but even after throwing the scissors out, taking advantage of the gap, Lu Wuwei himself turned into a sword light and rushed up.

"Hmph! bells and whistles! Swinging

a sword hard, a huge sword light slashed towards Lu Wuwei in the audience's exclamations, and at the same time, I saw Zhang San jump into the air with a big back.

In the air, Zhang San returned the sword into the sheath, threw up the box on his back with his backhand, took out an object, and swung it down hard.

A sharp sword qi instantly broke through the sky, even the audience from far away felt a pain in their skin!

Lu Wuwei, who had just broken Zhang San's sword qi and was about to continue the pursuit with the scissors, was immediately frightened when he saw what Zhang San took out, and hurriedly grabbed the four scissors and turned around and ran.

"Sword Escape !!!"

Sou!

"To Grandma Ben... Die!!! "

Boom!!!

The entire competition venue shook violently, and many spectators were even shocked and fell to the ground, especially Zhang Chulan and others who had just arrived and were about to sit down, and they were almost shocked.

The center of the venue was filled with smoke, and everyone, including the referee, stood up and looked at the venue in amazement.

When the dust slowly dissipated, looking at the venue that had sunk at least three meters into the whole, everyone was dumbfounded.

In the center of the venue, Zhang San gasped with a giant sword almost larger than her, while at the edge of the venue, Lu Wuwei was also panting heavily against the wall.

His chest heaved violently, and his heart was pounding wildly, almost jumping out of his throat.

Almost, just a little, just a little closer to him gone!

Gulp ~

swallowed hard and spit, by the way, the heart that had jumped to the throat was pressed back into the stomach, and Lu Wuwei was furious.

"Jiang Xiaoyun! What are you smoking crazy?! Lu Wuwei roared, "Are you specifically trying to kill me?!" I'm your senior brother!!

"Hmph!"

Seeing that his identity was exposed, Jiang Xiaoyun snorted coldly and took off his mask and fell the ground.

"You still have the face to say that you are my senior brother?! Grandma finally grew such long hair, let you this bastard cut it! I'm going to kill you today!" Avenge my hair!!

With a sigh, Jiang Xiaoyun picked up his giant sword and rushed towards Lu Wuwei.

Lu Wuwei, who had just stood up, instantly turned pale.

"Wait! You listen to my quibbles ... Ahhh, no, listen to me! I also have a hard time! It's true! Lu Wuwei hurriedly said.

Jiang Xiaoyun's speed did not decrease, and he picked up his giant sword and jumped into the air: "Go and explain it to Master Zu!! "

Boom!!!!

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