Chapter 1308 Fleeing in Defeat, Blood Debt Paid

Xu Weilong's face was ashen, and he shouted anxiously: "Yan Ran, go to the main hall and call the boss, we are no match for these people!"

All the warriors around were horrified, Xu Weilong actually surrendered himself?

Although the current situation is indeed unfavorable to the two of them, the winner has not yet been decided. In their view, they still have the strength to fight again, so why did they admit defeat?

It seemed that the situation was worse than what they had seen before.

And everyone immediately thought, "Could it be Yang Wuxin who called the boss?"

Will the biggest white horse in the zodiac and the hottest candidate to win the championship come?

Everyone's heart raised their throats, and they were too nervous to speak.

The few people in front of me are all in the top 100, are they really going to stop here?

Feng Yanran's face was full of anxiety, if Fang Shiyuyan and others were okay, now that there are more Abao and Chiwei, she has no chance of winning at all.

Even if he really wins, it will definitely not happen in a short time. Xu Weilong will not last until then.

Feng Yanran was a little at a loss, stomping her feet anxiously.

"Bastard! I will fight with you!"

Xu Weilong suddenly let out a roar. Blood oozes from the seven holes on his originally ferocious face. His entire left arm swells up several times at once. The muscles bulge, and the veins are winding. Black energy is armed with it, like magma flowing on it. .

"Super World-shattering Iron Fist!"

The fist that had been going downhill suddenly burst out.

Xu Weilong's face was full of anger and will to die.

Seeing that Feng Yanran was hesitant, he knew that she had lost her determination, and if she dragged on, the situation would only get worse.

Now he can only shake Yang Qingxuan away with one blow, maybe he can save his life!

"Boom!"

The iron fist hit the war halberd, bursting out with powerful brilliance and vigor.

The power of the two colors, one gold and one black, intertwined together, shaking wildly in all directions.

Yang Qingxuan's face turned pale in an instant, and under the attack of thousands of strokes, the true energy in his body was almost dried up. After being hit by Xu Weilong desperately, the trembling Baiyuan Artifact was agitated, and even let out a whine.

And on his body, countless cracks were also broken, and bloody mouths emerged one after another.

What's worse is that the internal organs in the body were squeezed together by the iron fist's power, and they spurted out a mouthful of blood before shaking back.

Xu Weilong's condition was even worse. After spurting a mouthful of blood, his entire left arm exploded with a "bang", changing from a one-armed man to an armless man.

A large wound was torn on his body, which was several times worse than Yang Qingxuan's.

Feng Yanran had sharp eyes and quick hands, and with a soft reprimand, she teleported over and caught Xu Weilong.

Then with the help of the force of the backward collision, he hugged Xu Weilong, turned around and left suddenly.

Yang Qingxuan's face darkened, and he shouted: "Chase!"

Taking another breath of true energy, his figure flickered, and he chased after him.

"Ah! Don't kill me!"

Yan Jiang collapsed in an instant, screaming and running away desperately, shouting frantically: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I have a lot of money, a lot of money, I will give it all to you!"

Yang Qingxuan frowned, there was a fork in front of him, Feng Yanran ran to the left with Xu Weilong in his arms, while Yan Jiang ran to the right.

He hesitated for a moment, then gave up chasing Feng Yanran, turned to the left and caught up with Yan Jiang.

"boom!"

The war halberd in Yang Qingxuan's hand turned into a stream of light, shot out, and was inserted in front of Yan Jiang. The powerful light of the war halberd spread out, scaring Yan Jiang to stop his body in a hurry, and retreated.

Seeing that Yang Qingxuan was right behind him, his whole body trembled, he hurriedly bowed his hands and begged, "My lord, please spare me."

Fatty Pan and others caught up.

Fatty Pan had a gloomy face, and said coldly, "Excuse me? Did you kill Xiao Fei and Zhan Bo?"

"No, no, it's none of my business! Hai Xing, you have to trust me, it's really none of my business."

Yan Jiang's face turned pale, and he desperately argued: "The two of them suffered an accident, and I am also very sad. As long as you let me go, I will withdraw from the competition for the Autumn Lord and will never be your enemy again. From now on, when I see you Why don't you stay away for a while?"

Yan Jiang pleaded all over his face, with a sincere look, and said: "If you harm me, my father will definitely not let you go, and the whole exchange will be in peace."

Fatty Pan struggled for a while, sighed heavily, and said, "Okay, I'll let you go. But you must make a poisonous oath, and put everything you just said into the poisonous oath!"

Yan Jiang was overjoyed, and hurriedly pointed his hands to the sky, swore a poisonous oath to give birth to a son without an asshole, and said in a low voice: "The oath has been sworn, I... can I go?"

Fatty Pan said coldly: "Get out! Don't let me see you again!"

"Yes, yes. I'll go, I'll go!"

Yan Jiang was ecstatic in his heart, and the moment he turned around, a cold light flashed across his eyes, full of resentment and murderous intent.

"Fatty man, I will never let you go! I will send you to meet Xiaofei and Zhanbo immediately after the debate in the sky is over!"

Yan Jiang roared viciously in his heart.

He was about to step away when suddenly there was a sharp pain from his back, as if his body had been torn apart!

"what!--"

Yan Jiang screamed, lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at the sharp knife protruding from his chest. It was thick, wide, and square, like a kitchen knife, and it was Fatty Pan's personal weapon.

"you you……"

Yan Jiang's eyes were red, and he roared: "You don't believe what you say!!"

"laugh!"

The kitchen knife was pulled back, bleeding protruded from Yan Jiang's chest, he turned around tremblingly, and saw the ferocious and murderous look on Fatty Pan's face.

"Haha, keep your word? Do you need to keep your word for someone like you?"

Fatty Pan pressed forward, and said in a cold voice: "I promised you just now, and forced you to swear poisonously, just to appease your heart. Only in this way can I chop you unexpectedly with my own hands. Only by hacking you with my own hands can I calm down the anger in my heart." !"

As he spoke, he slashed up again.

Yan Jiang's cultivation was originally higher than that of Fatty Pan, but his chest was cut off, a large amount of blood and internal organs were broken, and he was almost half dead, so he couldn't escape it.

"what!"

There was another scream, and Fatty Pan chopped off his entire right shoulder.

Fatty Pan was full of murderous intent, and said coldly: "This knife was cut for Xiao Fei, and the next knife is for Zhan Bo!"

"laugh!"

"what!"

Yan Jiang yelled in pain again, his left arm was cut off, and he fell to the ground, rolling desperately.

Just like Xu Weilong, he became an armless man.

Fatty Pan said: "The next knife is cut for me, and I will send you on your way."

"No, no, you can't kill me, or you'll be fouled and you'll be out!"

Yan Jiang looked at the fat man holding the knife, his legs became weak from fright, and he screamed desperately.

Yang Qingxuan also frowned and said: "Fatty, if you slash him again, you may be out of the game. Let Duruo send him away."

Fatty Pan said firmly: "No! This knife must be cut by myself! Besides, killing Yan Jiang has accomplished my goal. As for the ranking in this martial arts competition, it is not important."