Chapter 1132

Their strength reached the peak of xianzun. First, they fought from fist to meat. Then, Feng Xian took out a stick and fought with Wang Gang's sword.

I saw colorful ripples shaking in the field, but the space array here is very stable. Outsiders can only feel the energy fluctuation, but it will not be affected.

Huang Mao looked with interest. He also used a stick. He finally saw a colleague without blinking!

"It seems that the wind can't hold on!"

"I dare to argue with Wang Gang just because of the wind. I'm afraid I'm not looking for death?"

"Hehe, this is his own nine life stick? I don't think so!"

Many people whispered.

As the crowd said, Wang Gang's offensive was as swift and violent as a tiger, which pushed Feng Xian back. Even if Feng Xian used his own nine life stick, he still fell into the disadvantage and had no parry.

Soon, there were dense scars on Feng Xian's body, the tiger's mouth burst and blood flowed.

At this time, Huang Mao asked nervously, "boss, do you think who is strong and who is weak?"

Xiao Long said, "the wind is free."

"But the wind is too busy!" Huang Mao said anxiously.

For Huang Mao, of course, he supports Fengxian. After all, he is a master of stick technique. Huang Mao can learn something from it.

"Fengxian seems to be losing, but in fact, he is accumulating strength secretly to find Wang Gang's loopholes. Wang Gang's offensive is fierce, but it has just broken. If he can't work hard to win, he will lose miserably. He is likely to be defeated by Fengxian's counterattack!" Xiao Long said calmly.

"I see." Huang Mao touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully.

With Xiao Long's explanation, Huang Mao is completely relieved.

Hearing the speech, Liu Yan looked at the field. At the moment, the two people's fight was dazzling. People better than them may not know the result, but Xiao long can distinguish it. It can be seen that she has great eyesight.

"Hum! Talk big!"

At this time, a majestic young man nearby snorted coldly and said with disdain.

This person is Wang Qiang, Wang Gang's eldest brother. When he heard that someone thought his brother would lose, he couldn't help sarcasm.

"Nobody dares to tell my Wang family's children what you are?" Wang Qiang snorted coldly.

Huang Mao immediately angrily scolded, "what's none of your business if we say ours?"

"You said my brother would lose. How can it be none of my business?"

Wang Qiang stood up. The big knife in his hand had appeared and competed with each other.

"What do you want?" asked Huang Mao.

"What else can I do? Dare to compete with me?" Wang Qiang said angrily.

"Who is afraid of who!" Huang Mao said.

At this time, Xuanyuan said coldly, "if you want to compete, it's not too late to wait until the game is finished."

"Hum!" Wang Qiang heard the speech and sat back.

However, the two members of the Dongfang family in the dark seemed to be aware of the struggle here and looked at Xiao Long.

It doesn't matter. At a glance, the pupils of the two oriental people immediately contracted.

"Eh? Isn't that the person we're looking for?" Dongfang Qiang's eyes lit up.

"Xiao Long, he dares to show up!"

They looked at each other as if they had found unexpected joy.

"Inform the family immediately, surround the Qingting Pavilion, and kill him as soon as the Wudao tea party is over!" Dongfang Qiang said coldly.

"OK!" Dongfang Lei took out the communication token.

At this moment, the war in the field has become white hot. Wang Gang has always had the upper hand, but he can't turn his advantage into victory anyway.

He has been beating against the wind, and the other party has been retreating, bleeding all over.

But it's unbeaten.

I saw the muscles of Feng Xian crumble, and the stick was full of blood, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. After being injured, not only did the attack not slow down, but it became stronger and stronger.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, when Wang Gang's sword technique was relaxed, the wind drank violently. The strength of the stick suddenly increased, breaking Wang Gang's sword technique, and a stick hit Wang Gang's head.

"Bang!"

Like smashing a watermelon, Wang Gang's head exploded.

The audience was stunned.

They didn't expect that the wind, which had been under pressure, suddenly reversed, and killed every second! No one can react!

This sudden turnover made some exclamations sound on the sidelines.

Wang Qiang on the sideline was stunned.

He didn't expect that Xiao Long was really right. He guessed the process exactly. Feng Xianxian found the flaw and fought back!

At the moment, Wang Gang's head was exploded, and an illusory soul floated out, with resentment all over his face.

"You attack me?" Wang Gang said angrily.

"Don't you speak through your brain? A frontal battle is also called a sneak attack? Yes, your brain is gone." Feng leisure sarcastically said.

"You want to die!" Wang Gang stepped forward.

But he had only one soul left. His strength was greatly reduced. The wind was not afraid at all, and the stick pointed at him.

Angry, Wang Gang had to take his headless body away.

Fortunately, at their level, as long as they have the right pill, they can repair the incomplete body.

No need to be reminded, Huang Mao has taken the initiative on the stage.

Seeing this, Wang Qiang clenched his teeth and walked up.

Feng Xianyi was stunned and said to Huang Mao, "do you want to compete with Wang Gang's eldest brother? He is an invincible master of xianzun, who has almost reached one star combat power!"

"What are you afraid of? Let me blow his dog's head." Huang Mao smiled.

The wind had no choice but to walk off the stage.

Wang Qiang smiled angrily and said, "I want to see how you beat me..."

He took out a big knife.

"Bang!"

Then, there is no then.

I saw that the Yellow haired stick had fallen on his head, exploded his head and completely cracked his upper body.

Blood spilled all over the ground.

It's over before it starts.

"How could it be?" before Wang Gang recovered from his failure, his big brother was defeated in the twinkling of an eye.

At this moment, the whole audience's eyes were frozen, and an idea appeared in their minds——

"One star combat power!"

"This man is not a simple immortal invincible. He has reached one star combat power!"

"If you can kill Wang Qiang, you must have this strength!"

Now, everyone's eyes at Huang Mao have changed.

In Qingting Pavilion, less than 10 of the more than 100 people who participated in the martial arts tea party have one star combat power, and Huang Mao's strength is enough to rank in the top 10.

People who can achieve one star combat power, if they are not old, but are qualified to enter the eight ancient sects, will be respected everywhere.

Now, Wang Qiang's soul just floating out of the body lost even his courage to challenge.

One second kill, one star combat power, this is a fart!

Wang Qiang picked up his body and went away in a gloomy way.

The two battles ended and the Wang brothers were defeated miserably.

People can't help feeling that there is another master.

Huang Mao walked off the stage leisurely.

Just before he stepped down, a sword suddenly flew over.

Huang Mao was reflexive. He raised his stick and was shocked to retreat several steps.