"Damn... this guy is so disgusting!"

Seeing this scene, the audience was speechless.

To be honest, although Wang Yuan doesn’t like Li Xiaoyao very much, he has to say that Li Xiaoyao is very beautiful and has a gentle temperament, which makes people very close to him. He is an absolute sunny boy.

Such a man can simply satisfy all women's fantasies.

But now two white smoke came out of the sculptor's nose, just like two big snots, and it felt indescribable. Especially with his handsome face and humble temperament, it felt so slight.

How male god was Li Xiaoyao before, now it is more surprising.

No wonder Li Xiaoyao is used to using boxing against enemies no matter how strong his opponent is. Even if he is as shameless as Mario, he may not be able to use it in such an occasion.

The audience was just bystanders, and they couldn't help laughing at Li Xiaoyao's appearance. Moreover, Song Yang on the stage, if Song Yang had not had good cultivation, he would have lost his skills and rolled on the spot.

Just when everyone was surprised by Li Xiaoyao's look, the two white smoke floated and rolled towards Song Yang.

"Do you hate it?"

Song Yang frowned disgustedly, waved his fingers and used a move [swishing Fangqiu].

With a force, he slashed horizontally on Baiyan.

But at this moment, something strange happened. Bai Yan touched Song Yang's finger force and suddenly became straight.

"Sharp!!"

At the same time, a sharp blade was sounded in everyone's ears, and Song Yang's finger strength was cut off by Baiyan. The two white smokes were constantly exerted, crossing and slashing towards Song Yang.

"No! This is sword energy!"

At this time, Song Yang also felt the danger and quickly lowered his head.

"brush!"

White smoke passed by Song Yang's head, and the hair behind Song Yang's head was cut off.

"Damn! Blowing hair and cutting off hair!"

Seeing that Bai Yan was so fierce, everyone was stunned.

What kind of magic is this? Are swordsmen so wild now? The way to fly with white cranes with wings and swords is probably perverted enough before. Li Xiaoyao's nostrils actually spurted two white sword energy... What kind of evil skills are they?

"I am the only one who is the eight desolates and six directions!"

Two sword energy caught Song Yang off guard. Li Xiaoyao shouted loudly, and his hands were raised suddenly put down and formed a sword technique. He held his hands together and clenched them suddenly.

"Brush and brush!"

Two white smoke shook in the wind and turned into eight sword energy, surrounding Song Yang and falling from top to top.

"I understand. This is the unique skill of the Tianshan School, and I am the only one who can do the eight desolates and six heirs!"

At this time, Qianli Taohua, who was hindsight, also recognized the technique Li Xiaoyao is using now, which is referred to as the Eight Wilderness Kung Fu, which is too irrelevant.

The Eight Destiny Merit is the unique skill of Tonglao, the sect leader of the Tianshan Sect. It is said that it was created by an immortal. It can not only restore the age and remain young forever, but also kill people with the sword energy of the Eight Destiny.

The reason why Tianshan Tonglao still looks like a little girl is because she has been a child, even this technique... this thing is simply a magical skill that women dream of.

Sensing the sword energy fell, Song Yang quickly rolled forward, intending to get close to Li Xiaoyao.

But before Song Yang could get up, Li Xiaoyao used the Eight Desolations to fall down with a kick [Step on the World], stepped on Song Yang's head, and stole Song Yang's dizziness. Then he spread his arms and fell into Li Xiaoyao's hands.

"Are you going to use a sword?"

Seeing that Li Xiaoyao finally took off his weapon, everyone held their breath and focused.

After fighting for so long, this is the first time Li Xiaoyao uses a sword, which is very historical.

"Swish!"

Under the gaze of everyone, the sword in Li Xiaoyao's hand was finally unsheathed, but when he saw the weapons in Li Xiaoyao's hand, the audience was confused.

Where is Li Xiaoyao holding a sword in his hand? It is a two-foot-7-inch long spear head! The hilt of the sword is the short spear handle, with a cold light and looks quite sharp.

"No... impossible?"

Seeing the spear head in Li Xiaoyao's hand, Gu Mo Ting was almost crying, pointing at Li Xiaoyao and said, "This must be a special sword, it must be!"

Before Gu Mozhan finished speaking, Li Xiaoyao inserted the scabbard onto the short handle of the spear head, then pulled it back, and a large gun several meters long jumped into his hand.

"Bang!"

Gu Mo Ting slapped himself hard in the face.

Damn, it turns out that Li Xiaoyao, who is carrying a spear, is really carrying a long spear.

With the spear in hand, Li Xiaoyao's aura changed. Li Xiaoyao, who was originally smiling, had a serious expression at this time, as if he was very respectful to the weapons in his hand.

"How can you defeat me without a weapon?"

Li Xiaoyao glanced sharply at the dizziness that had not yet been relieved. He handed the spear forward and pierced Song Yang's chest.

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The blood strips on Song Yang's head were cleared on the spot.

In the first game, Haihe Riverside won!

The winner has been decided, but the audience has not yet reacted.

Is Li Xiaoyao actually playing with a gun? No, is he not the sword immortal Li Xiaoyao? Why is he playing with a gun? Could it be called a gun immortal in the future? It's so easy to keep his mouth around... After thinking for the last time, although this guy is not using a sword, he has the sword aura of the Eight Desolates. He can barely follow the answer if he is a sword immortal.

"How is it? Give the money, kid!"

Wang Yuan smiled slightly and reached out to Gu Mo Ting and others.

"Don't stop, you are a silly, and my dad will never play with you again in the future!" Mario reluctantly took out the silver note and handed it to Wang Yuan.

"That's it! You who will lose every bet, keep a low profile in the future! Trash! Contempt!" Others also rushed to the cup and raised their middle fingers. These bastards obviously wanted to take advantage of Wang Yuan, but now they all threw the blame to the cup and Mochang, which was like animals.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

At this time, Song Yang teleported out and saw a group of people pressing Mo Ting on the ground and chanting, which was extremely puzzled.

"It's not this bad pen! Brother Niu said that Li Xiaoyao would not use a sword and he didn't believe it! He ended up losing money!" Everyone repeated the words of Mo Ting's sin and humiliating Mo Ting.

Don't stop humiliating +1

"Ha ha!"

Song Yang laughed and said, "Li Xiaoyao doesn't use a sword at all. His family's ancestral boxing skills are good at using big guns. This old cow will definitely not know."

"Second!" When Mu Mo Ting heard Song Yang's words, he was furious: "You lied to me to get money, are you embarrassed? I'll fight with you!"

"Get out! Did I bet with you? Do you know if the dog bets won't be a good outcome?"

Wang Yuan slapped Mo Ting on the ground with a slap in the face, then took out half of the money and handed it to Tiaozi and said, "Officer Tiao, what I said is right!"

"Old Niu is right! Cherish life and stay away from gambling!" Tiaozi smiled and stuffed the money into his arms. His slutty look had already turned red.

"You bad guys! You must die a good death! Old Niu, you bastard, deserve to be robbed of your wife!"

Mud stop lying on the ground, crying and shouting without knowing how to live or die.

“Hey hey hey hey!”

Mario hurriedly rushed over to cover Mo Chuan's mouth.

“Um…”
Chapter completed!