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Chapter 555 Song Yang with one hand

"Another female player...hehe!"

Seeing Song Yang opposite, Jian Han laughed with a loud whisper: "I finally understand now, what are you mobs who can get to the top of Mount Hua! Hehe!"

Jian Han is a complete bitch in the northwest.

I don’t know how stupid Yimeng Rushi was to have such an ex-boyfriend.

Although this guy's words were ambiguous, the meaning in his words was obvious. He was obviously mocking the mobs to get to the top of Mount Hua. He was not relying on what was really wrong, but selling his appearance.

"Hahaha!"

As soon as Jian Han said this, the audience burst into laughter.

The prejudice against female players made most players think indifferently when they saw female players. Jian Han’s northwest reminded him that his mind was naturally full of dirty and dirty thoughts.

To mock Song Yang, Jian Han continued to speak softly, "There are no men in the rabble? Let you, a little girl, come out to die? It seems that the rabble men are also cowardly!"

"Depend on!"

Originally, the mob had an objection to Wang Yuan's only female players on the field. At this time, Jian Han's mocking was completely angry and wanted to rush to the stage now and swallow this bitch into his stomach and feed the dog.

"hehe!"

Looking at the angry mob, Wang Yuan raised his lips slightly, revealing his expression of success in his plan.

If you don’t stimulate them for a moment, you will never know how many trump cards they have. Jianhan is really a magical assist, and he suddenly hit the top.

"Have you finished speaking?"

The audience was smiling and the mobs were extremely angry, but the person involved, Song Yang, had no reaction at all. In the face of Jian Han's mockery, he just asked a blank look.

Then he said, "Come and die quickly after you finish speaking! Don't waste everyone's time!"

"Oh hehe?"

When Jian Hanbei was slightly stunned when he heard Song Yang's words.

As one of the masters of Wandering Without Borders, Jian Han can still stay here with his extremely poor character, which shows that his strength is quite strong. It is the first time that he has heard someone dare to talk to him like this, and he is a female player who said this.

"Why, don't have the courage? You guys who are saints and boundless are really cowardly!" Song Yang said in the tone of Jian Han's northwest.

There are only three and a half girls in Wuhezhong. Song Yang has heard of Yimeng Rushi's experience on weekdays. Song Yang has no favoritism for the guy in front of him. Now Jian Han's repeated provocations in the northwest have made Song Yang extremely disgusted. He will not leave any face for him at this time.

"You! You're looking for death!"

After his words were choked back, Jian Han felt like he was slapped in the face in the northwest. He was angry in his heart. He immediately drew his sword out of the sheath and stabbed Song Yang with a cold light.

"snort!"

Seeing Jian Han stabbing with a sword in the northwest, Song Yang snorted coldly and took a step back slightly, stretched his right hand forward, handed his index finger forward, and then came first. With a "ding" sound, he poked on Jian Han's sword in the northwest.

Jian Han's long sword in the northwest was poked and turned its direction. Then Song Yang quickly stepped forward two steps, approached Jian Han's northwest, used his left hand to move his internal force, and slapped Jian Han's northwest with one palm [Fu Yao straight up] and slapped Jian Han's northwest.

But just when Song Yang was about to hit Jian Han with one palm, his right arm suddenly sank and he couldn't move forward any more.

Song Yang looked back and saw that his right half of his body had been sealed by ice.

"Tianshan Sect, the mountain-sealing sword technique!"

Seeing this, Qianli Taohua quickly explained: "It's over! The mob is going to lose points again! What a pity!"

"What's the thing? Why is it so strong?"

On the field, the mobs were stunned when they saw Song Yang being frozen for no reason.

The internal damage of attributes is not very effective, but the internal power of attributes is still able to resist. Song Yang is carrying the little Wuxianggong. Although his internal power is not as good as the two masters Wang Yuan and Mario, it is also quite strong. It is not easy to freeze her with ordinary ice-attribute attacks.

But now I was suddenly frozen half of my body, which is really a bit weird!

"It's the Mountain-Fasting Sword Technique!" Feiyun Taxue said with a frown: "This martial art is something I haven't learned even if I spend money. I didn't expect this guy to learn it!"

"Sealing Sword Technique" is the first of the advanced skills of the Tianshan School. This skill is not as numerous as "Tianyu Seven Swords" and has high output. This martial art output is very average, but its freezing effect is as high as 80%. With the blessing of the internal power of the Tianshan School, it can reach up to 100%. In other words, as long as the long sword touches the target, it can freeze the target. It is an extremely disgusting control martial art.

After all, even the mountains are sealed, let alone just one person.

Just now, Song Yang poked Jian Han's sword with one finger and was naturally hit by the freezing effect of this move.

"hey-hey!"

Closing Song Yangbing, Jian Hanbeixi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you die very happily!"

As he said that, Jian Han picked up the sword in the northwest, stepped forward with bare hands, slapped Song Yang in the face and then slapped him.

"Damn it! You dare!"

Seeing this, Wang Yuan from the audience was furious immediately, and his murderous aura spread. Everyone in the mob suddenly felt cold all over. The eyes of Jian Han's northwest were already looking at a dead person.

"It seems you are really trying to die!"

Song Yang narrowed his eyes and a sneer appeared on his face.

Song Yang's right half of his body was frozen, and he couldn't move in place, but his left hand could still move.

Seeing that Jian Han was about to fall down with a slap in the northwest, Song Yang raised his left hand and knocked his back on Jian Han's wrist in the northwest. Then he grabbed Jian Han's wrist in the northwest and pulled Jian Han's wrist in the northwest and went downwards.

"Oh my..."

Jian Han felt his body lost control and was involuntarily led forward and fell to the ground with a "slap".

Jian Han, who was frantically slammed, flipped forward, stood up, and punched Song Yang in the back of his head.

Song Yang didn't look back, and stretched his left hand back, and still pulled it softly and lightly. With a pull, Jian Han was thrown to the ground again.

Jian Han was thrown two times in a row and was furious. He stretched his hands forward and used a move [Climbing Cloud Hand], intending to press Song Yang to the ground.

Song Yang looked calm, his left hand came from bottom to top, his palm was facing up, and he pulled upward, and then he came first, grabbed Jian Han's chin in the northwest, and pulled down at the same time.

"Bang!"

Jian Han's Northwest move was forcibly interrupted halfway through the use of it, and he pierced his head at Song Yang's feet.

"What's going on here?!"

When everyone saw this scene on the stage, they were stunned...

Especially the people of Halloween Wujie, their eyes flew out.

As Jian Han’s teammate in the northwest, the people who know the best of how many pounds and twelve thousand zodiac signs are in the northwest of Jian Han.

The Tianshan School has excellent sword skills, but the two unique skills of the Tianshan School are both fist and palm skills, so the fist and palm skills of the Tianshan School players are also quite sharp. Although Jian Han abandoned the sword in the northwest and used fist, his combat power was greatly reduced, Song Yang was frozen in place and only one arm could use it.
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