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1923 Xiaoyao Team VS Fuso Team Strongly Crush Three

His smile was particularly warm, and his voice was particularly clear and pleasant, "Brothers, let's make a quick decision, let's go pick it up..."

Chu Moli didn't finish what he said, but everyone in Xiaoyao Sect understood it.

Ling Yusheng's eyes condensed, and the space field exploded instantly.

The young man in green turned into an afterimage that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Before Yuan Dajun could react, he had already arrived in front of him.

Yuan Dajun's eyes widened in horror, and he opened his mouth slightly to speak.

The demon-absorbing needle and the demon-binding thread have already shot out.

No matter on stage or off, before anyone could react, Yuan Dajun was also kicked out of the battle.

Immediately afterwards, it was Luoyu who kicked Higashino Makoto and the two Fuso team members out of the mirror.

Qin Jiu punched the person who wanted to attack Chu Moli, and he was knocked directly into the sand, unable to get up again.

Yun Ruohan was not to be outdone. Without the Light Sword, he only relied on punches and palms, strong spiritual power, and pure fields to beat two Fuso team members without knowing who they were. They were directly watched in the mirror.

Send flowers.

At this point, only Yanagiya is left in the Fuso team.

Although the six members of the Xiaoyao team were bruised and bruised, no one was eliminated, and no one took even half a step back.

This game, so far, has no more suspense.

Liu Guyi clenched his teeth tightly, his face was ferocious and angry, shocked and humiliated.

His eyes were blood red due to crazy hatred and unwillingness.

He didn't understand why he, the greatest warrior selected by Fuso City, lost to the trash from the Canglan Realm.

And he still doesn’t understand what it means to be a loser who is superior to men and inferior to women.

"I'm not willing to accept it!!" Liu Guyi roared hysterically, "Obviously the men in Fuso City are the most heroic warriors, how could we lose to you guys who are trampled under the feet of women! I don't accept it!!"

Leng Yumo walked forward slowly, with a cold smile on her lips, "You said women are useless? Don't say that people like you are not worthy of carrying my little junior sister's shoes. Even if it is me, you can't beat her.

"

"If you want to prove that men are stronger than women, that's fine. Then we'll fight alone. If you're capable, you'll only have the knife in my hand."

Liu Gu's eyes were suddenly bloodshot and red, and he was bursting with murderous intent, "Bitch, bitch, it's you bitches who have made me lose face, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Half an hour later.

Liu Guyi fell awkwardly outside the mirror and fell to the ground.

He struggled for a long time to get up, but the exhausted spiritual energy and injuries on his body made him get up several times, only to fall down several times.

Venerable Qi Xing also took advantage of the situation and announced, "Looking in the Mirror at Channel 3, the winner is the Xingchen Xiaoyao Team!!"

After a moment of silence, the audience in Feilong City finally burst into earth-shaking cheers.

"Win, win, win!! Hahahaha, Liu Guyi, you beast, what else can you say now?!"

"Team Fuso, you sons of bitches, how dare you look down on women, you can't even beat a woman now!"

"Fuso Team Goubi, go back to your hometown in Fuso City. You are not welcome in the Elephant City!!"

"Yes, go back!"

Everyone in the Fuso team lowered their heads, blushed, and could not say a word.

The flowers in the mirror flashed and the six members of the Xiaoyao team were sent out.

Every one of them was covered in bruises, especially Leng Yumo.
Chapter completed!
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