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Chapter 245 One punch, one punch!

Xue Wuhen lived in mid-air and said loudly: "In the second battle, the opponent of one punch is a second-level expert in the Daojie Realm. In my Douwu Pavilion, Qingfeng Sword Geziyi, who has a record of 50 consecutive victories in the Dizi Pavilion!"

"Geziyi?"

"This is a natural female swordsman. The Qingfeng sword moves with the wind and cannot be underestimated!"

"But I think that punch is interesting. It can actually hit the Moon Shadow Sword Demon with one punch. I plan to bet on him to try..."

After ten breaths, bets will be terminated.

The betting amount reached 50 billion, of which 18 billion was pressed on Xiao Yi, and most people still think he would lose.

In the duel arena.

He wore a blue tights, white shiny shirt on his face, and his eyes as bright as gemstones appeared in front of Xiao Yi.

Four eyes are opposite.

Ge Ziyi smiled slightly: "Three Swords!"

Xiao Yi was stunned: "Hmm?"

Ge Ziyi said: "You only need three swords to defeat you!"

"oh!"

Xiao Yi nodded and waved to her, "Don't talk nonsense, do it!"

"Um?"

Ge Ziyi's face froze. It was the first time she was treated like this as a beautiful swordsman. She snorted coldly, "You have completely angered me. With one sword, I will destroy you!"

Swish!

The grid surrounds the breeze.

The sound of whistling is endless.

In an instant.

The breeze gathered into a storm, and the storm turned into a storm. Ge Ziyi's figure was hidden in the storm, making it difficult to capture her figure. This is to master the power of the wind and use it in the sword path.

A sword is hidden in the wind, and the sword is the wind!

It's hard to defend!

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Amid the sounds of numbing the scalp, the sword shadows in the sky disappeared into the strong wind, making people unable to see the sword, but they could feel the cold murderous intent.

Xiao Yi's robe sounded, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Playing in the wind? I am your ancestor!"

The Holy Body of Wind and Thunder.

Master the power of wind and thunder.

Xiao Yi instantly merged with the wind and suddenly punched the invisible wind: "Vajra Subdued the Demon!"

Swish!

A golden glaring shadow condensed behind him, and suddenly waved the golden arm made of gold, and a punch seemed to tear the void and disappeared into the duel arena in an instant.

Buzz!

The strong wind scattered throughout the duel arena came to an abrupt end.

A blood light drew a graceful arc in the air, followed by countless storms, turning into a geziyi's body and flying backwards.

Dong!

It hit hard on the defensive magic array and landed hard on the ground.

Completely lost consciousness.

Xiao Yi takes another game!

This battle is still just a punch!

Qingfeng Sword Grid, which is at the second level of the Daojie Realm, is defeated.

No suspense!

At this moment...

Some strong men who just came to watch the show began to look solemn, some people who thought that Xiao Yi was overestimating their ability to challenge Xiao Tianjiao's record also began to change their minds, and some strong men who were already looking forward to Xiao Yi being able to create miracles felt a little excited.

With the two battles, Xiao Yi both solved it with one punch and began to slowly change everyone's views.

VIP indoor.

Yang Ling laughed loudly, and the light flashed in his eyes: "Good Xiao Yi, I knew you wouldn't let me down. How could it be easier to kill many powerful people in the Great Jin Kingdom with the peak of the Golden Pill Realm? Maybe, he really has the opportunity to break Xiao Tianjiao's record!"

Yang Ling, who calmed down, was shocked by his thoughts.

That's Xiao Tianjiao!

Recognized as the number one genius of the Daqian Dynasty!

Every record he created is called unprecedented, no one can break!

Is this immortal myth really going to be broken?

Unlike Yang Ling's excitement and expectations, Yang Jin, Xiao Zhengde and others.

Yang Jin snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes, and looked disdainful: "But he is just to defeat the second-level powerhouse of the Daojie Realm. The first-level powerhouse of the Daojie Realm is the first-level Heaven. I think he can win!"

Two cups were thrown in front of Xiao Zhengde, and the maid next to him had blood-red palm prints on her face, looking at him with panic.

Bang!

Xiao Zhengde threw another cup and his eyes were cold: "This damn little bastard does have some skills. But, if you want to break the record, you are still far from it!"

No matter what everyone thought, Xiao Yi's battle did not stop.

With two consecutive victories, the amount of betting is getting bigger and bigger, and the proportion on Xiao Yi is getting higher and higher.

The third scene.

The betting amount was 80 billion, and Xiao Yi had 35 billion.

In the end, Xiao Yi still beat the opponent with one punch.

Game 4.

The betting amount exceeded 100 billion for the first time, reaching 123.5 billion. Xiao Yi's betting amount exceeded 50% for the first time, reaching 66 billion.

Game 5.

Game 6.

Game 7...

Xiao Yi maintained a record of complete victory in eight consecutive games, and each time he punched his opponent.

All of them are regular visitors to Douwu Pavilion, but have they ever seen such a happy battle?

No matter how well you cultivate!

No matter how many wins you win in a row!

All punches!

With such violence, the strong Xiao Yi has already conquered most of the strong men.

In the ninth game, Xiao Yi's opponent turned into an ace killer from the Blood Clothing Tower, at the ninth level of the Daojie Realm. A super master who once won 65 consecutive victories in the Tianzi Pavilion, known as the Blood Shura of Thousand Hands Blood Tu.

Dongdong!

Blood Shura's pace was heavy and fell in the duel arena.

He raised his head slightly, opened his hands, and closed his eyes slightly.

In the past battles...

As long as he appears on the stage and makes this gesture, everyone will cheer for him and shout his name.

The same is true today.

However, echoing in the Tianzi Pavilion, the roaring shouts like mountains and seas were not his name: "One punch is invincible!"

"Blow him with one punch!"

"One punch..."

Everyone was shouting wildly, shouting Xiao Yi's title in Douwu Pavilion.

As for the Blood Shura...

There were indeed a few loyal fans calling his name, but it was soon covered up by the rushing cheers.

"Um?"

Xue Shura opened his eyes and looked around with a confused look on his face. The familiar faces were not only not his name, but also shouting that Xiao Yi punched him!

This made the Blood Shura's expression extremely difficult to see, and his cold eyes stared at Xiao Yi.

In the sky.

Xue Wuhen's face was not good-looking. According to his plan, people would defeat Xiao Yi in the eighth game.

As a result, the eighth-level strong man in the Daojie Realm whom he had high hopes was still blown by Xiao Yi.

This made Xue Wuhen feel a little waxed!

Now Xiao Yi is very popular. The betting amount in the ninth game has reached more than 530 billion, of which more than 4 trillion are bet on Xiao Yi. If Xiao Yi wins again in this battle, the Douwu Pavilion will not only have to compensate more than 4 trillion yuan, but Xiao Yi will also tie Xiao Tianjiao's record!

He absolutely does not allow this situation to happen.

Xue Wuhen narrowed his eyes and sent a message: "Xue Shura, kill him at all costs!"

call!

Blood Shura exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and his cold eyes fell on Xiao Yi: "Leave it to me!"
Chapter completed!
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