With this blow, his already injured right arm was cut off at the root!
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Deep in the mountains.
Everyone in Cangjianmen had tears in their eyes.
Lu Minghui's son clenched his teeth and his face was covered with tears.
“Come again!”
However, Lu Minghui still did not want to quit and was unwilling to quit.
"This knife will send you on your way."
The other party sneered and drew his knife again.
Swish!
But at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed onto the ring, forced him back with a gun, and at the same time, kicked Lu Minghui off the ring.
"Who are you?!"
The fifth disciple shouted angrily.
The white-haired old man held a gun in one hand and said calmly: "He lost."
"Now it's my turn."
"You consume too much energy. I won't take advantage of you. Let's find someone else."
"you!"
The fifth disciple glared at him and was about to attack, but was stopped by Yang Wei Tailang. Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Meichuan Riku, you go ahead."
"Hi! Big Brother."
Battousai's second disciple, Umekawa Raku, stepped forward.
At this moment, Battousai, who had been resting with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes and took a look at the arena, but it was just a glance.
The old man has already signed the life and death agreement.
The spear is nearly two meters long.
He grabbed the gun with his right hand, tilted it forward, and touched the ground with the tip of the gun, as if his whole body was full of flaws.
"Yang family spear, Yang Chenghui."
A long robe fluttered in the wind.
His fluttering white hair and beard made him look somewhat like an immortal, like an ancient man walking out of a painting.
"We're all going to die anyway, so I'm not interested in knowing who you are!"
Meichuan Riku snorted coldly and lay down.
Then, the knife was drawn in an instant!
Too fast!
He was much faster than the fifth disciple, as if there were powerful springs under his feet, which suddenly bounced out and flew towards Yang Chenghui.
Seeing this, Yang Chenghui let out a low cry and suddenly exerted strength in his rather old body.
call!
The spear was raised from bottom to top.
The two-meter-long spear, plus the arm, is five meters longer than the bright spot. This length gives a great advantage.
The first knife was blocked!
choke!
Sparks flew.
Yang Chenghui took a half step back, but swung his spear and swept it across.
Umekawa Raku, who wanted to continue attacking, could only block with his sword and was then repelled.
"good!"
The two men started fighting.
The people in the audience cheered and saw hope of winning.
The Iai Slash lineage has the strongest sword-drawing technique at the beginning. As long as you block their sword-drawing technique, the subsequent pressure will be greatly reduced.
Obviously, Yang Chenghui held on.
He even took advantage of his spear and fought vigorously, gradually gaining the upper hand.
Very exciting!
Everyone finally saw a battle of equal strength, with whistling swords, long spears like dragons, sparks flying from time to time, and danger everywhere.
But in the end, Yang Chenghui was still better.
He pretended to be defeated and retreated, luring Meichuan Lieku forward to attack, but suddenly he made a quick, accurate and ruthless counterattack, which chilled him to the bone.
Too fast, too fierce!
The counter-attack is a very classic and easy-to-use move in spearmanship, it is fierce and powerful!
Meichuan Riku finally understood what it felt like to feel chilled to the bone. He threw away the reverse-blade knife, grabbed the gun, opened his mouth, and spat out large mouthfuls of blood.
"So... so cold."
puff!
Draw the gun and shake the gun.
Yang Chenghui completed the move in one go, and Meichuan's ribs were stained with blood on the ring.
"Baka!"
"Old man, you're looking for death!"
“Damn it!”
Yang Wei Tailang and others glared at each other and spoke harshly.
Inside the live broadcast room, the audience, who had been almost like an ancient oriental nation, finally let out a sigh of relief and were filled with excitement: "Good! Well done! The old man is invincible!"
"What a cool comeback! Strong!"
"The old man is still so strong at his age. I admire him! I admire him so much!"
"I've let out some anger!"
"Kill them all! Kill Battousai and the others all at once!"
"Baka!"
"You idiots!"
"I just won by luck, why should I be excited?"
"You've already lost three games!"
"Rubbish!"
The two sides started to fight.
But after being treated like this by these islanders, the audiences from the ancient country all reacted and felt heavy in their hearts.
yes!
I had already lost the whole game, and now I won the first one.
In just a moment, most of the excitement was dissipated, and what was left was worry and powerlessness.
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"Yang family spear?"
Battousai stood up, stepped onto the stage, and scolded the four people including Sumiyo Weitaro, asking them to carry the body down. At the same time, he looked at Yang Chenghui and said calmly, "I haven't seen you ten years ago."
"If you had seen me ten years ago, you wouldn't be so arrogant here today."
Old man Yang Chenghui was not afraid at all.
"You are a bit crazy."
Battousai was not annoyed, but said calmly: "If you were twenty years younger, you might be able to fight the me of ten years ago, but you can't do that now."
"Go down, don't lose your life."
"Otherwise, to avenge my apprentice, if I take action, you will die."
"Why should I be afraid?"
"Why fear the Yang family spear?"
Yang Chenghui laughed loudly, took out a bottle of fatigue potion from his arms, and drank it in front of everyone: "Come!"
"My Yang Family Spear will return to its rank on the ancient nation's weapon list today!"
"From now on, there will be no more Yang Family Spears."
Battousai leaned sideways and bowed.
He wasn't crouching very low, but his aura far surpassed that of all his disciples.
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On Lin Bin's side, Gan Zhi and other ten major disciples have arrived.
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