Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

Dongyang's Quan Kao and many other warriors have great confidence in Quan Mumei.

Quan Mumei, as the granddaughter of Wu Zun Quan Jia, is first-class both in terms of talent and cultivation methods!

The cultivation base has even reached the half-step master!

Needless to say, the horror in strength!

Regarding Quan Mumei's victory over Song Xingjian, Quan Kao and the others hold Bi Sheng's confidence!

plus.

They know the strength of Quan Mumei the most, and they have a certain chance of winning in their hearts!

Can result.

He lost!

Even Quan Jia is a little confused!

As one of the many juniors, Quan Mumei is the most important to him.

But now he lost to a guy who had just broken through to a martial arts master!

Quan Jia couldn't believe it would be such a result!

Quan Mumei, who was kicked off the ring, lost one arm, but she seemed to have forgotten the pain.

The whole person is still a little dazed.

She had never thought about her downfall!

No matter how evil Song Xingjian is, her talent is not weak either. With her much stronger cultivation, she can be completely suppressed!

Originally, she also chased and beat Song Xingjian fiercely, but in the end, she was seriously injured by the opponent's reversal and lost a hand!

"Didn't you just break through to the prefecture-level realm? And at first your strength was not strong at all, why suddenly..."

Quan Mumei was puzzled, and looked up at Song Xingjian.

Many other people are also full of doubts.

The moment he defeated Quan Mumei, Song Xingjian's strength seemed to skyrocket suddenly.

Before Song Xingjian could not see the gesture of hiding clumsiness and showing weakness at all.

Under such circumstances, I have skin trauma on my body.

If you are not careful, you may lose, it is completely unnecessary!

But the strength suddenly became terrifying, which is a little hard to understand.

"Master, Junior Brother Song has won!"

Xu Huiyun was very excited and exclaimed with joy.

Wang Zimou nodded with a smile, his old face was full of relief.

"As expected of a heavenly technique and martial skill! It's like adding wings to a tiger!"

In the dark, Wang Zimou murmured.

side.

Wu Qingleng and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

Finally, Wu Qing Leng looked at Wang Zimou, wondering: "Old Wang, what's going on? No matter how powerful Nephew Song Xian is, it's so terrifying just breaking through the prefecture-level realm, which is a bit unreasonable!"

Qu Likong and others also looked suspicious.

"Haha... secret..."

Wang Zimou laughed, but did not explain too much.

"Congratulations to the old man!"

Xiao Yun didn't ask any further questions, and congratulated Zhang Yingwu, Jiao Hongfei and others.

In the end, Xiao Yun looked at Song Xingjian who was in the ring competition, and said, "Do you want to come down? In the second round, we can change players!"

"Senior Xiao, no need! Take this opportunity, I just want to hone my skills!"

Song Xingjian clasped his hands to Xiao Yun and replied respectfully.

Xiao Yun nodded and said no more.

And Song Xingjian held the sword in his hand, and shouted to the bottom again: "The second battle, is the battle from the Northern Territory or the East?"

Shouting to challenge again, Song Xingjian's aura was even more astonishing, and his momentum skyrocketed!

"Master, I'll cut off his tongue, dispose of his hands and feet, and throw him out of the ring!"

At this time, a young man who was sitting next to the whole family suddenly stood up with a very cold voice.

This young man had long hair tied behind his back with a black hemp rope. His square face was full of indifference, and his eyes were filled with natural ferocity.

He was dressed in a loose white military uniform with two samurai swords hanging from his waist.

Seeing this young man, many warriors were shocked and cast their eyes one after another.

"Northern Xiuhe!"

"It's this guy! A legendary figure!"

"This is the number one young talent in the Eastern Ocean!"

"This person is said to have become a martial arts master two years ago. At that time, he challenged all martial arts masters in the Eastern Ocean, and none of them was defeated!"

"I'm only about twenty-five years old now, right? After the challenge that year, I retreated again! I seldom appear in Wuwanghai!"

"Not bad! Very low-key! It seems that he has been cultivating all year round! This guy is actually Bei Xiuhe!"

"This person is powerful, and I am afraid that he is on par with Man Tianrong from the Northern Territory!"

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As the young man Bei Xiuhe got up, there was another uproar in the crowd.

Whether it is Xu Huiyun, Man Tianrong, or Song Xingjian, as well as Bei Xiuhe who appeared in front of him, they are all the top talents who have risen to fame in Wuwanghai martial arts world today!

And this Beixiuhe is even more prestigious!

After all, he broke through to a martial arts master two years ago and challenged many veteran martial arts masters along the way, without losing any battles!

Such an outstanding and brilliant record caused an uproar in the entire Wuwanghai martial arts world!

The name of Bei Xiuhe has also spread like wind in the martial arts world!

Many people also remembered Bei Xiuhe's name!

Only met Bei Xiuhe, very few!

Even if you have seen it.

That's what some warriors in the Eastern Sea Region have seen!

Now, this monstrous genius appeared here!

But think about how important this dragon-tiger competition is!

The appearance of Bei Xiuhe is also reasonable!

but.

At this time, many people looked at Bei Xiuhe with a trace of fear in their expressions.

After all, Bei Xiuhe's name, apart from his outstanding achievements, also has another name——Bei Xiuluo!

It's because half of the martial arts masters who were defeated by his challenge were disabled by him!

It can be seen that this person's attack is fierce!

"Go up! Click as far as you can! But..."

At this time, Quan Jia nodded to Bei Xiuhe, and said coldly: "As long as you haven't gone down the ring, you won't be considered a loser!"

Hearing what he said, Quan Jia seemed to want Bei Xiuhe to be merciful.

But many people have heard the meaning behind the words.

In other words, if the opponent is still in the ring, it is a shot to death!

Bei Xiuhe naturally understood Quan Jia's meaning, nodded and replied: "Master, this disciple understands!"

After saying that, he pressed the two samurai swords on his waist with one hand, and walked up to the ring step by step.

Song Xingjian looked at Bei Xiuhe who came up, his eyes were already bright, and his fighting spirit was even stronger.

Bei Xiuhe looked indifferent. After he stood still, he said coldly to Song Xingjian: "I'll give you a chance! If you don't dare to fight me, you can get lost now!"

There is another rule in the dragon and tiger competition, that is, if you feel invincible, you can step down and replace it.

But, once determined, you must act!

Song Xingjian looked indifferent, and said with a smile: "There is no need to change, I hope you are a good opponent!"

"Are you sure you want to fight me? Very good! When you have your tongue cut off and you crawl down from here, you won't have a chance to regret it!"

Seeing that Song Xingjian hadn't retreated, Bei Xiuhe showed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth.

Same time.

He has slowly pulled out a samurai sword from his hand.

The aura on his body was completely elevated.

"good!"

Song Xingjian's eyes were as bright as stars, he let out a loud shout, and raised his sword.

His kung fu was running again, and his momentum was even more astonishing.

He still hasn't fully demonstrated the terrifying power brought by the heaven-level skills!

boom~

The auras on both of them exploded, and they followed Qiqi to attack, swift as lightning.

Dangdang~

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged swords and made no fewer than a dozen shots.

Sparks splashed in all directions, the wind swept across, and terrifying energy rushed down the ring, setting off flying sand and rocks all around.

The wind stopped, and the two exchanged positions.

But at this moment, a rag and a strand of hair from Bei Xiuhe's body fluttered down onto the ring.

On the other hand, Song Xingjian stood where he was safe and sound!

Both of them were not injured, but at this moment, Bei Xiuhe fell into a disadvantage!

"Bei Xiuhe, the master of martial arts, is nothing more than that!"

Song Xingjian was holding a long sword, full of confidence. He pointed at Beixiu and opened his mouth, but soon, the long sword suddenly turned around, pointed at the place where Man Tianrong was, and shouted: "He can't do it alone! Man Tianrong, you Come up too, the two of you shoot together!"

After finishing speaking, Song Xingjian's clothes moved automatically without wind, and his whole body was full of sharpness.

At this time, the strength of his heaven-level exercises will explode completely!

His eyes finally fell on the figure of the young man behind the VIP seat, with deep gratitude in his eyes.

Heaven-level skills, the huge world of martial arts, only exists in legends!

At the same time, his words caused an uproar among the people present.