The black-pressed auditorium was silent.

In the face of eleven-game winning streak Xue Yu, the **** enchantress still dare to stay behind? !

The auditorium was silent, this game is interesting!

Xue Yu was generous, looking at Shi Qing and taking off his clothes with his shoulders. "Can you continue playing now?"

boom!

Shi Qing’s shoulders shook, and the whole person disappeared from the place, and his eyes roared in front of Xue Yu.

The faces of the two people are almost together, and the hair on the other's face is clearly visible.

Shi Qing's head rises backwards, and with his own speed, he uses his head to kneel down Xue Yu's head.

Snapped!

Shi Qing’s forehead was blocked by a palm.

Xue Yu put away a smile on his face, and his heart said that he was so strong that his palm was slightly numb.

Hey.

Shi Qing’s pair of iron fists is like a storm.

Xue Yu's palms waved out against Shi Qing's fists, even though Shi Qing attacked fiercely, he was blocked by Xue Yu.

"This method is the same as the previous Xue Feiyang's exercises!" Yu Yu looked at Xue Yu's palm, more skilled than Xue Feiyang used.

Just Xue Feiyang, they sent them up!

The night feathers slammed the boxer's seat, and there was no shadow of Xue Feiyang.

On the top of the ring, the two people fought fiercely and spurred a lot of "fog".

This white mist is the spiritual power released by the two men's offense!

The white mist wrapped the two people's body shape, and from time to time, the sound of the smashing sound was heard.

Hey!

A strange sound was heard from the audience.

what's the situation?

what happened?

Is it over?

Should Xue Yu win?

The crowd in the audience looked at the platform one by one, and the heart was full of curiosity.

A few people in the night feathers looked at the stage with the same intent.

The mist slowly dissipated.

Two figures appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Shi Qing’s entire arm was grayish white, and a punch hit Xue Yu’s chest.

In return, Xue Yu's palm is also attached to Shi Qing's left chest.

Hey!

Shi Qing’s eyes glanced and spewed out a blood, which happened to fall on Xue Yu’s arm.

Not finished yet!

I have not lost yet!

Shi Qing’s heart is screaming in the sky.

The eyes are full of fierce light, and a small amount of spiritual power in the body begins to condense on the fist.

Xue Yu looked at Shi Qing to vomit blood, feeling the spiritual power gathered at the chest, his face changed.

boom!

The spiritual power of the two hands bursts at the same time.

Hey.

The two figures were each sent backwards.

what's the situation? !

Both lose?

The auditorium was a probe again. For more than a dozen games, Xue Yu was so embarrassed for the first time!

Looking at the situation in the field, the night brow's brow wrinkled.

The repair of the other party is far higher than that of Shi Qing. It is reasonable to say that it should not be hurt by Shi Qing!

"Someone is waiting for us." Bai Jinyi came over and whispered at the side of Yu Yu, sitting in the seat.

"Well? Someone?" The night feathers gaze at the chills: "Fat, day, go out, you two protect the stone, someone is looking for trouble."

"Yes, Master."

"Yes, boss."

The two should have a voice.

Shi Qing and Xue Yu on the ring each flew backwards.

The staff at the arena rushed to the past to confirm the situation of the two.

The staff looked at Xue Yu with a big look and looked at Shi Qing in the distance. Some could not believe it.

"Announce the results, bad luck, I will plant." Xue Yu's face showed a bitter bitterness, but the flow of eyes was a bit savvy.

"Xue, Xue Yu fell out of the ring, the winner, blood, **** demon Ji!" the staff shouted.

"Yeah! Shi Qing won!" The fat man first reacted!

what's the situation?

Is it too bloody?

The auditorium was noisy, and Xue Yu actually fell into the ring to lose?