It was a fact that the war emperor Aesop admitted defeat. The bulletproof glass cover slowly rose. The people of the Ross family immediately stepped forward and carried Aesop down to treat him.√∟

Ling Qingfeng slowly shook his head and let out a heavy sigh from his nose.

"I haven't even practiced the secret force. With just a body of muscles and a silly strength, this guy actually came on stage. It's too easy to make money! Someone thought to himself.

Poor Aesop's murderous skills have not yet been used, and he has already lost in a head-on manner. Others are confused and only he knows that this is the most direct crush. That masked man is too terrifying!

"Starting in two minutes in the next game, which soldier wants to go on stage to challenge the masked warrior!" Benny Hodward screamed with an unhappy look.

Aesop is his idol, and he was so confused that he was very angry. Benny Hodward believed that it was not just him, but more than half of the people in the audience were very upset! It’s better to get a master as soon as possible and dismember this fat Chinese man!

"I am Toyo Makoto Tojo, a swordsman from Toyo Masashimi, let me be your opponent!" Before the host finished speaking, someone jumped onto the ring.

This swordsman is the one who made a statement to provoke Hong Qingshan before, a super swordsman from Toyo Zhengxin School.

"You can choose any weapon to fight against me! But the result is the same. In the next game, you will fall under my sword!" Makoto Tojo shouted confidently.

Ling Qingfeng glanced at him without saying a word.

Shen Hongyan from the audience hugged the wooden box containing the dragon-headed knife. Ling Qingfeng glanced at it and shook his head. He signaled that he would not use it.

The bulletproof glass slowly prevented the light from falling down, and the detection light swept across the bodies of the two people.

There is nothing to see about the mask data. The audience is staring at the data of the Dongyang Swordsman.

Physical strength 60, defense 10 times, attack 35 times, speed 30 times, explosive power 15 times!

Wow! Wow! There were bursts of exclamation coming from outside the bulletproof glass cover.

Judging from the data, this Oriental Swordsman is indeed sharp. Although his physical strength and defense are slightly inferior to Aesop just now, his attack and speed are really too powerful. Can a fast-attack swordsman with this kind of speed flow killer kill the masked man?

Ling Qingfeng was still standing there, and no one could see the expression under his mask.

Tojo Makoto pressed his left palm on the hilt and bent his knees. It was a bit like a bow stance, but the angle of the knee bend was slightly different.

"I know you are not a member of the Hongmen, why should you work for them? Is it what you Chinese call loyalty? With your skills, if you want to make money, you will have a lot of opportunities, but here, as long as you lose once, you will lose your life!"

"Take a step back, even if you really have great martial arts skills and win the game, do you think the Hongmen will give you such a huge amount of wealth?"

Makoto Tojo's tactical intentions are very obvious. He is using words to strike, constantly trying to attack the opponent's heart and weaken the opponent's fighting spirit. This is a method that the Eastern samurai is best at using, and they call it the best at attacking the heart.

After Tojo Makoto said so much, a thunderous voice came from the other side, saying, "If you fight, just fight. Stop talking nonsense!"

Makoto Tojo's eyes suddenly became lit up, and he stepped on several steps. His body turned into a sloppy smoke and turned around Ling Qingfeng.

Suddenly, it is in front. How can you know it is in the back? It seems to flash the left, but it is actually avoided the right! The combination of virtual and real can cover up people's eyes and ears!

Makoto Tojo's speed is getting faster and faster. His footwork is so exquisite and his body shaking rapidly, fully leveraging the greatest advantage of the speed flow warrior.

The masters present all understood that Makoto Tojo was confusing the enemy with speed and footwork. The moment he finally used his sword to shoot, the real battle that determined life and death.

However, no one could have thought that the speed of this Oriental Swordsman was so fast that his body was slightly faint as he shook rapidly.

In the eyes of a real master, the cultivation level of this Oriental Swordsman is too terrifying! His speed and footwork have some special connection between each step and the next step. The body position that moved in the previous step will be re-stepped into the position in a very short time, but the angle is slightly different.

This will cause a deception of the naked eye. In your eyes, he is still there, but it is not there anymore. The technique of confusing enemies has reached this level, and it is no longer just a technique, but a touch of the edge of Tao.

In the eyes of the audience around, the masked man representing the Hongmen battle remained motionless, letting his opponents circling around him, as if he was worried.

Judging from the situation he had just fought against Aesop, this masked man is also a person with thick skin and thick flesh and strong power. It is very difficult to deal with this type of speed.

In the Hongmen camp, many people hold hope for masked people and also hang their hearts high.

Although Hong Qingshan couldn't understand the situation of the battle, he believed that Xia Hou would never be defeated easily. This Oriental swordsman wanted to defeat Xia Hou, but he was afraid he was almost confident.

He completely believed in his vision and believed that Xia Hou would win for no reason. The Dragon Cavalry Guard's military advisor Shen Hongyan saw some clues with his clever eyes.

"Xia Hou must have wanted to take advantage of the moment when the opponent launched an attack and attacked others!" Shen Hongyan thought to herself that at most it was to exchange injuries for injuries! With Xia Hou's strong vitality as a congenital master, as long as he was not stabbed into the vital points, this Oriental swordsman was not difficult to deal with! After all, the combat power of both sides was not on the same level.

"Sky flash! Death!" Just as everyone was still guessing the situation of the battle, Makoto Tojo had already pushed his momentum to the top and savagely shot out his sword!

He chose to jump up in the air, hold a knife in his right arm, and slash head-on like lightning!

As soon as this move was used, many people with high-quality eyesight were nervous for no reason.

The Toyo samurai is good at holding swords with both hands. This Toyo Masahiro actually waves the sword with one hand and jumps and slashes. He has never seen such a sword technique before. It must be the secret of the Toyo sabre family.

A sharp Japanese knife slashed head-on, and Makoto Tojo's body was still in mid-air, but his other hand touched his waist.

There is a knife on his waist! Could it be that he is a double sword? There is a master in the field who is sharp-eyed and suddenly thinks of Makoto Tojo's playing style, and there is a knife on his waist.

Makoto Tojo's left hand looked like a poisonous snake, and he pulled out the Taidao on his waist. His wrist flew out and the short blade Taidao flew out like lightning, stabbing the masked man's lower abdomen.

It's too sinister! This Eastern man did not use the secret technique of the Dao family, but the one-hearted and two-hearted. This kind of person who can use one-hearted and two-hearted in actual combat has an unparalleled ability to calculate opponents.

A head-on sword, plus a flying knife, completely deviates from the rules and regulations of the Oriental Sword Technique, but the actual combat effect is more vicious and sinister! This Tojo Makoto seems to be able to establish a sect, and it should not be underestimated.

The sword light was like snow, and it was like a white exercise that broke out of thin air. This attack seemed to have already hit the opponent's body.

Tojo Makoto was overjoyed and even regretted shooting another knife. If he had known his opponent was so vulnerable, it would be better to keep his flying knife skills. Maybe he could plot against other people next time.

Ding! A crisp sound came from my ears! It was this sound that awakened Tojo Makoto!

With one knife and two breaks, many spectators outside the venue started yelling wildly. This scene was so exciting!

But the next second, they were all stunned, just like Tojo Makoto.

Because the sword did not slash the masked man, and the vicious little sword did not hit him, but the sound of the blade hitting the floor.

"Impossible! I clearly hit the slap just now! Is it a ghost?" Before Makoto Tojo came back, he suddenly realized that the opponent in front of him had moved.

Ling Qingfeng's movement was extremely terrifying, faster than Makoto Tojo's speed just now, and his footwork was even more mysterious.

The Bagua wanders and steps out at the feet of the innate masters, and they are all incredibly fast, regardless of speed or angle.

For a moment, Tojo Makoto felt that the opponent was everywhere. He clearly saw his left, and before he could turn around, the other party had already reached the right side. He glanced out of the corner of his eyes and the other party was around again.

"Is this still a speed that humans can achieve?" Many viewers who lacked insight were already confused. In their eyes, Makoto Tojo's speed was already the limit of his imagination. Unexpectedly, when this masked man moved, he was even faster than him!

Tojo Sei's heart suddenly sank into the bottom of the valley. His face was covered in ferociousness and he changed to holding the knife in both hands, trying his best to capture the other party's figure, and instantly swung sixteen swords to slash!

A large ray of sword light lit up around Tojo Makoto, and he wanted to use this method to protect himself.

If a sharp blade is against empty hands, you still have to take advantage of it. No matter how high the opponent's defense is, you can't hold on if you get a few blows!

The so-called expert looks at the tricks, while the layman watches the excitement. When he sees the fight in the field, all the masters below start to shake their heads. The fighting style of the Oriental Swordsman is completely self-deception!

Suddenly, a big hand passed through the numerous sword curtains, grabbed Makoto Tojo's head and face, and lifted him up like iron bars, shaking his hands.

The force traveled from the brain to the force and then to the spine. With a bang, Makoto Tojo's bones were shaken and his fingers were weak, so he couldn't even hold the handle of the knife.

With a choking sound, the Oriental Knife fell to the floor.

The Toyo swordsman Makoto Tojo was pinched in his hand like a dead dog. In addition, his figure was short and he was lifted in mid-air. The embarrassment was as pitiful as he was!

"good!"

"sharp!"

"So handsome! You're going to fight like this!" The Hongmen camp made a deafening cheers.

Hong Qingshan and Song Yong looked at each other, and both of them were very happy.

Shen Hongyan also opened her cherry mouth with a look of surprise. She really didn't expect that Xia Hou's speed and body movement would be so sharp!

This way of playing was completely beyond her expectations. She enjoyed this feeling of being out of control, because this way she had a strong sense of freshness and surprise.

Shen Hongyan is more interested in Xia Hou!

The other forces present were obviously silent.
Chapter completed!