Chapter 320

But after the fall of a meteor.

I only heard a shock.

There are smoke and dust all over the arena, and the surrounding river water turns into water mist. The whole arena is covered in smoke and water mist, so it is hard to see the true face.

"Zhenhua..." On Shen Yiru's face covered with heavy makeup, tears fell down. The whole person seemed to have lost all his strength, and her delicate body suddenly fell to the ground.

Although Shen Zhenhua has a bad attitude towards his cousin, he is Shen Yiru's cousin after all.

This middle-aged woman, now no longer before half of self-confidence and pride, tears.

"Shen Zhenhua is not so easy to die."

She said coldly, staring at the veiled woman in the hazy arena.

Hearing this, Shen Yiru suddenly raised his head.

At the moment, the smoke on the challenge arena is gradually dispersed.

However, Shen Zhenhua's previous location actually appeared a half meter deep pit, and there were dense cracks all around, as if after the end of the natural disaster.

In this scene, the audience took a breath.

Han Laosan, the gold master of Zhaxi, was in a cold sweat on his forehead and said, "is this still a human being..."

"You're the first one who won't die from my ancient Thai boxing." Zhaxi, who leaned his thigh arm on the ground, sneered.

At the moment, Zhaxi's clothes had all burst out, revealing the strong dark muscles.

Although Zhaxi is thin, he is not thin. His muscles are clear, angular and full of strength.

In particular, Zhaxi is short, and his arm has been strengthened by the ancient method, which is equal to his height. In the eyes of people on the river bank, Zhaxi is already a monster.

"I'll kill you myself."

Not far in front of him, Shen Zhenhua, holding down his bleeding arm, said word by word.

The sense of coldness in the words is that Zhaxi is solemn and solemn.

"By your disability?" With a sneer, Zhaxi didn't give Shen Zhenhua a chance to breathe. He killed him again.

In Zhaxi's opinion, Shen Zhenhua has already spent most of his internal power in order to avoid his inevitable attack. He is no longer his opponent at the moment.

"A small border country is a small border country after all. Today I will show you the exquisite martial arts of the Shen family!"

Facing Zhaxi, who was killed horizontally, Shen Zhenhua didn't retreat or avoid it. He waved his left palm lightly, like dancing Taiji.

When Zhaxi's blow that destroyed the heaven and the earth came to an end, he shook his hands and made a fist to blow away.

It's still fist to fist!

It's just that Shen Zhenhua's fist seems to be soft and weak, like a trickle of water, and has no power to speak of.

"Fool! How dare you fight with him Shen Yiru hates that iron is not steel.

When the veiled woman saw this scene, her eyes brightened and she said in a deep voice, "it's Baji force!"

Sitting next to Meng ran, Wan Zhibin said with disdain: "what nonsense martial arts master, this boy can't even compare with President Gu's finger. This fist is like a girl's son. It's just like a soft leg shrimp."

Meng Ran is light Yi, as if to see something interesting.

Under the attention of the public, the two fists meet. Shen Zhenhua still flies out of the air, his body suddenly retreats, and his mouth spouts blood.

But Zhaxi stood still and motionless.

"Good!"

Seeing this, Han Laosan suddenly stood up, clapped and laughed.

A few seconds later, however, there was a soft thump in zasi's body, as if something had exploded.

Then, the ancient Thai Boxing master actually spurted out three mouthfuls of blood, and a blood hole burst out of his abdomen, which was extremely miserable.

Seeing this, Shen Zhenhua, who was coughing up blood, said haughtily: "my eight pole strength has already developed six dark strength. Unless you are a martial arts master, you will surely die!"

Meng ran, separated by dozens of meters, saw this scene and said with relief: "if it's really the eight pole force, I say how to look at some familiar."

No one had ever thought of this sudden change.

At the same time, the two fight again. The fighting style is fierce, and the terrible fist strength makes the whole arena tremble, and the surrounding rivers are splashing with spray.

Jiangbei is a group of martial arts experts, who are all enthusiastic.

At this time, a black robe figure actually stepped across the top of the crowd!

Tens of meters away, blink of an eye, it can be said that the moment came to the Jiangzhong challenge arena!

"Walk in the sky! Another martial arts master Sun tongxuan, who was the first to react, was shocked.

The two men who are still fighting in the arena have no time to react. They just see a faint light and take their lives!

"Mole ant, remember to kill you, Luomen luokun!"

After a word, blood splashed five steps.

Zahi, the ancient Thai Boxing master in Southeast Asia, separated his body and head!Shen Zhenhua, the master of Shenjia martial arts in the south of the Yangtze River, his whole right arm is rooted and broken!

Only on the challenge arena in the middle of the river, a black robe hunting sounds like a demon!