Maoshan Ghost King

At this moment, the Indian master standing on the stage was already a little absent-minded. He looked around, trying to find the person who had just released a hidden weapon to attack him, but after scanning around, he found nothing unusual, the person under the stand. There are too many, and the hidden weapon that the person hit just now is quiet, and it is estimated that only oneself can feel it.

Another person jumped up and reported to his home that the Indian master was already unwilling to listen. His heart had been completely upset by the hidden weapon that came just now, and his eyes looked a little panicked, even sitting in the audience watching. The lively Chen Ye also noticed that the situation of India's San was not quite right, but he didn't know why, so he felt a little confused.

This time, the one who came up to the ring was a master who practiced Erlangquan, and was also a master who had been promoted three times on the small ring. He greeted him directly and rushed towards the Indian master.

The Indian master was already a little messy, his temper became a little irritable, and his attention was not focused on the master of Erlangquan who jumped up. He was inadvertently punched three times in a row, and the beat back stepped back. , Because he is always guarding against the mysterious man's sudden hidden weapon.

Seeing the Indian master being beaten back again and again, the face of Chen Ye, who was sitting down the stage, sank. He suddenly slapped his seat and said angrily: "Singh, how did you beat me?"

With this loud shout, the Indian master was pulled back from the state of absent-mindedness. He glanced at the master Chen below the stage, and immediately concentrated his attention, and fought with the master of Erlangquan in front of him.

Although the master of Erlang boxing is clever, it is really inferior to the master of gossip boxing, Ma Zihang, who came up just now. After the Indian master recovered his mind, his strength suddenly increased and he had gone through seven or eight moves. He suddenly wrapped the master of Erlang Boxing around his neck, and then twisted his hands around his neck, but he heard a "click", the neck of the master of Erlang Boxing was twisted at that time. Up.

The people in the audience sighed for a while, and the body of the master Erlangquan was directly thrown in the audience by the Indian master, and he was already killed.

This time, Ge Yu did not make another move. If the last time Ma Zihang made a move for national justice, then this master of Erlangquan is seeking his own way. He knows that he can't do it, and wants to take a fluke. To win the top leader, you can't blame the other party for being cruel.

Seeing that the Indian master won the unusual competition again, the audience member Chen Ye laughed happily, this time he must have won a lot of money.

And those masters who were eager to go on stage just now and plan to go higher and lower, seeing that the death just now was so miserable, most people gave up the idea of ​​dying.

If you don’t have money, you can make more money. If you don’t have people, you have nothing.

In fact, the Indian master didn't want to fight anymore, so he decided the winner as soon as possible so that he could leave here, because he already felt a huge sense of crisis covering him.

So it took the other party's life in one shot, and the people who coveted the head were given up. They took the ten million and left here as soon as possible.

Although this dismounting power is powerful enough, how can the land of China allow a foreigner to take the lead and leave here swaggeringly. There are still a few who are not afraid of death and jump into the ring to fight the Indian master.

The next battle looked a little bloody.

After the Erlangquan master, three people came up in a row, all of them were killed by the Indian master with very tragic means. They either broke their necks, shattered their internal organs, or broke all their bones, and were thrown away one after another. After stepping down, there was no hope of being saved.

Four people were killed by the Indian master in a row, and one died more tragically than the other. Coupled with Jiang Haixiao, who had his bones broken before, this Indian master never lost. It was a brutal comparison.

When the last person was beaten to death by the Indian master and left the ring, the host's legs trembling when he climbed the ring, for fear that this person would be upset and beat himself to death.

Afterwards, the host shouted three times on the stage, and no one came up to challenge him. He also carried a gong in his hand. The gong was struck three times. If no one came out to challenge, this The Indian master will be the leader tonight, winning the 10 million prize.

"Boom!" The sound of a gong lingered in the hall, and the gong had already struck for the first time.

Immediately after the second sound, the entire venue was still unattended.

Just as the host was about to strike for the third time, suddenly a high-pitched voice sounded from a corner.

"Wait a minute..."

As soon as this remark came out, all the people were shocked, and everyone looked at the source of the sound.

Several spotlights hit the man, but I saw that it was an old man who was nearly seventy years old, with gray hair and hands on his back, got up from between the seats, and walked slowly in the direction of the ring. go with.

This person is Hu Jinyang, a peerless master invited by the Guan family, the second largest family in Jiangcheng.

When Hu Jinyang got up, Guan Tianlang and Guan Yunhao, who were sitting not far away, rubbed their hands in excitement. These father and son, as the abbots of this tournament, rely on the guidance of the two masters, Hu Jinyang and Mr. Yan. Hu Jinyang finally got up and decided to defeat the Indian master and win the top spot when he saw that the leader fell to his family.

This battle was his first battle after 30 years of hard cultivation in the mountains, and it was also the battle in which Hu Jinyang became famous all over the world.

As long as the Indian Asan is ousted, after that, his name, Hu Jinyang, will spread throughout China, and no one knows it.

At this moment, Hu Jinyang is also a little excited. It has been 30 years, and today is the day to witness his 30 years of achievements...

"Old Hu, come on, you will definitely win!" Guan Tianhao clapped his hands excitedly and laughed wanton.

At this time, from behind Tan Ye, a pair of careless eyes looked at Hu Jinyang and the people behind him, and finally found the goal he had been looking for.

These people hide so deeply, they hide in an inconspicuous corner, making a fortune in silence.

And when Ge Yu's gaze fell on the white-haired old man, he couldn't help but nod secretly. Yes, he is indeed a master. Looking at this walking posture, he is a peerless master who has broken through the pinnacle of the inner family technique. It's close to the realm of returning to nature.

Such a person is even more powerful than ordinary practitioners, and it took great pains for the Guan family to find such a person.