Chapter 875

The man who came out of the Xiao family looked so ordinary that he could not guess his real age.

However, he walks calmly and seems to be a master at home.

Ito's disciple, with a sneer on his face, looked at the ordinary looking man in front of him and didn't talk much. Before he could stand firmly in the challenge arena, he rushed up.

The following group of people scolded: "little devil sneak attack!"

The man of the Xiao family was caught off guard. He was forced to the corner and lost the chance.

Ito's disciples have obviously practiced Ninjutsu, and the sabre technique is very strange. The white Sabre lights, like waves, sweep and roar, making tearing sound in the air.

Just these shots have changed many people's faces.

"What a quick knife!"

"Not only fast, but also very fierce."

Chinese martial arts, although there are some tricks such as locking the throat, kicking the crotch and inserting the eyes, they are all out of fashion.

And Ito's disciples, each knife is not away from these places, if the Xiao's disciples escape slowly, they will be cut into pieces by the knife in an instant.

Yan Xie digs his nostrils on one side and says: "it's so damn depressing. There are disgusting people on both sides. I'm embarrassed to cheer anyone who has been beaten. I'm in a panic."

On the challenge arena, Ito's disciples, with their swords pressing, had the upper hand from the very beginning. Like a storm, the fierce waves of swords swept up one layer after another.

The man of the Xiao family said to himself in his heart: no!

He didn't expect that the Japanese were so unruly. Now they lost the chance and had to support themselves. Unfortunately, he didn't have any weapons in his hand. He had to retreat with his bare hands.

Under the stage, the ancient Chinese martial arts world, which was originally full of emotions, was a little silent.

Xiao family's facial expression, also a little not good-looking.

Only Yan Xie was on one side, sighing loudly: "Oh, shame!"

When the Xiao family heard this, they all glared at Yan Xie.

Xiao's family can't sit any more. That middle-aged man is Xiao Daocheng!

It was the master of the previous generation of the Xiao family, who was second only to the owner of the Xiao family. It was a bit like Ye Qiankun's role in the Ye family before.

Xiao Daocheng looks up at Ye CuO and sees that ye CuO is lowering his head and chatting with Yan Xie.

In his heart, he said to himself: I heard that there are two think tanks around Ye Cuo, one is Su ya, and the other is the boy named Yan. He is full of bad water and his ideas are so cheap that people can't think of them. It seems that he has to guard against them!

At this time, a very untimely voice next to him started to ring. He only heard Yan Xie set up a table over there, put out a lot of chips, and yelled: "come on, come on, gamble. Who can win? I'm sure I'll leave. I'm sure I'll leave!"

In front of him, it was like a casino, full of chips of various colors. The lowest white one was one hundred thousand, and the rest were 200000, 500000, one million, five million and ten million respectively.

They are shouting.

Xiao Daocheng's cheek twitched a few times. Unexpectedly, it was this plot that he had been fighting for a long time.

Many of the remaining Chinese warriors are hesitating. Isn't it bad to gamble at this time? After all, the Xiao family is still fighting for the ancient martial arts of China.

Yan Xie said in a loud voice: "don't you believe in the power of ancient Chinese martial arts? Do you look down on the Xiao family? This Xiao family is sure to win! Don't make money, you son of a bitch! We buy the Xiao family to win. It's to cheer for the Xiao family. It's to save the country, it's to work for the country! "

People in the ancient martial arts world are not short of money. When they hear this, they can't help but say, "yes, with the Xiao family, will we still lose? Give me ten hundred thousand chips. "

A group of people are betting on yanxie. They are all betting that the Xiao family can win. In this way, if the Xiao family really wins, it's the banker who pays.

However, as we all know, Yan Xie is the son of Yan Yunlin, the richest man in Asia. No one is afraid that he will default. After all, for Yan Jia, the cost of several hundred million is equivalent to buying a small piece of furniture.

But what people didn't expect was that after the injection, the situation on the field turned sharp.

"Ah Peng, come back, you lost!" The middle-aged man of the Xiao family is facing the humanity in the challenge arena.

The man was feeling great pressure. When he heard this, he immediately arched his hand to the Japanese warrior on the opposite side and turned to prepare for the challenge.

But the Japanese warrior did not intend to let him go.

His withdrawal immediately revealed a flaw.

That samurai is proficient in Ninja, for this opportunity to grasp, almost into the blood, now directly cut out.

The Xiao family, a Peng, was very surprised: "you don't talk about the morality of the river and the lake!"

But before he had finished speaking, the sharp Japanese sword had passed through his stomach, and a lot of intestines were flowing out.

"You A Peng looks at the samurai in front of him in horror. The next second, it's dark in front of him. He loses his sense of the world forever.

All of a sudden, the people of the Xiao family stood up and said angrily, "people on our side have already given up. Do you still want to kill people? Do you want to talk about rules?"

Over there, ITO also stood up and said in a loud voice, "do you want to cheat less with more? Even if we come together, I'm not afraid! As I have said before, life and death are no matter in this arena. If you are inferior to others, don't go on stage and just admit defeat! "

The Chinese people under the stage are red eyed and angry.

As soon as they came up, they lost the first battle, which was a bit of a blow to everyone's morale. Many people glared at the Xiao family and thought they were too shameful.

Shame comes second. The key is that at this stop, people in the ancient martial arts world lost a lot of money.

Only the mouth of Yan Xie's smile can't be closed.

An ancient warrior angrily said, "we all lost in Huaxia, you still laugh!"

He said: "whatever it is, I'm not an ancient warrior. I'm an ordinary man. Who has lost the face of the ancient Chinese martial arts world? Who do you want to settle it with? "

A group of people glared at the Xiao family.

Xiao Daocheng wanted to spit blood in his heart and scolded himself: he is really a bitch!

When he saw a Peng killed, he frowned slightly and was about to stand up. An old man beside him said, "second master, you'd better try it. You'd better keep it and have a good look. Don't wait for the boy surnamed Ye. What's wrong?"

He nodded and said, "OK, you try it!"

The old man slowly stepped up to the challenge arena and said to Ito's disciples: "old man he Sanqi, in his early years in the ancient martial arts, was given the nickname of demon subduer. Now the Xiao family is the guest minister.

You wait for barbarians. Although you are rude, I can't be impolite. I asked you to do three moves. After three moves, I'll kill you again. I think Xiao Peng will get revenge! "

This old man's words, let the Chinese martial arts under the stage, a burst of praise.

This is the bearing of the Chinese people. Although many people are depressed, they applaud the Xiao family for the dignity of the ancient Chinese martial arts.

On the challenge arena, Ito's disciple, waving a Japanese sword, rushed to he Sanqi.