When I first saw this man's swollen face, his brows wrinkled without a trace.

Because she knew very well that the swelling on this man's face was very unusual.

The appearance of ordinary people may be due to excessive indulgence, but he is more serious and looks more like over-drugs.

Such medicine is irritating and can damage the body.

As for the medicine, she could not tell at first glance.

"What are you looking at?"

Zeng Ningsan's puffy face was stretched, and he stared at her with heavy eyes: "It's not too rude to stare at an elder, a junior!"

Duan Muya looked down and said, "I didn't intend to offend the elders, but I saw that Mr. Zeng's face didn't seem right, so..."

"My face is not right?"

Zeng Ningsan interrupted her, "You and I have only met for the first time, and don't know me. How do you know how my face is right and why is it wrong?"

"..."

Whether a person’s face is right or not, one has to know that a person knows?

As long as he has eyes, can he see that there is a problem with his face?

However, the other party was an elder, and she was indeed a little rude to stare at people like this above. She didn't bother with this topic, arched her hands, and opened the distance between the two.

The subordinate of the messenger on one side looked at the two and asked, "Are you two ready?"

"Ready."

Duanmu Yawang replied.

"..." Zeng Ningsan didn't say anything.

Duanmu Yawang felt that his breath was a little unstable, and his breathing was a bit heavy, but it was not obvious. The messenger's subordinates also felt it, and said: "Mr. "

"no need."

Zeng Ningsan took a deep breath, raised his head to look at the messenger's subordinates, and said, "I'm ready too, and the fight can start at any time."

"good."

The messenger's subordinates nodded, and glanced at the person who beat the gongs and drums on the table.

The man understood, as he raised his hand and dropped, there was a loud sound of gongs and drums, and he said, "The battle between Duanmu Yawang and Zeng Ningsan has officially begun!"

As soon as these words came out, many losers, and those waiting for the fight, surrounded one after another.

They all want to see the battle with their own eyes.

Duanmu Yawang doesn't have to be watched too many times, so he has become accustomed to it, and his expression has not changed. Zeng Ningsan estimates that this year, he has experienced strong winds and waves, so he is also very calm.

He stared at Duanmu Yawang as if there was nothing in the audience, and suddenly said: "As a person, once I fight, I will only go all out. The casualties of the opponent are not within the scope of my consideration."

Duanmu Yawang moved her eyelids, "Oh? What do you mean by Mr. Zeng telling me this?"

"I can give you a chance." Zeng Ning said three times: "You can also choose to quit the fight automatically now."

Duanmu Yawang felt that she had heard it wrong, and said amusedly: "Why should I withdraw from the fight automatically?"

"Are you afraid of injury or death?" Zeng Ningsan glanced at her coldly.

"I'm afraid of death."

Duanmu Yawang smiled and spread her hands, "However, if I want to be killed or injured, Mr. Zeng must be able to do it."

"It's not a speculative sentence. Since you don't want this opportunity, then please... look at the trick!" At the same time that the words fell, he clanged and turned a long sword from the spirit chain.

The color of his long sword is a bit strange, light cyan, and the tip of the sword is about ten centimeters long with jagged teeth.

Those sawtooths are also light blue. Looking down at the whole sword in the cool temperature, it makes people feel like looking at a poisonous snake spitting out venom. It will make people feel cold and uncomfortable!

After Zeng Ningsan transformed the long sword, he didn't give Duanmu Yawang a chance to react at all. With a scream, he waved his sword aura and attacked Duanmu Yawang straight!

His sword was cold and stern, Duanmu Yawang reacted quickly, and he was able to escape in the air!

However, because of the suddenness, she was still a little unstable and looked a little embarrassed.

"Is it unsteady at this level?" Zeng Ningsan sneered with satisfaction, "If this is the case, then you don't even have a chance to stand up for the next attack!"

After that, he swung his sword and attacked Duanmu Yawang again!

Duanmu Yawang sneered. If the tiger doesn't show his might, she really treats her as a sick cat!

She stretched out her hand and wanted to take out the whip. Only when she stretched out her hand did she remember that the whip was only in the embroidered bag. The embroidered bag was stolen by Ximen Yingyue!

At the moment when she was distracted, Zeng Ningsan’s long sword had already come to her. She remembered this and dodged, but it was still slow. Zeng Ningsan’s long sword tore through her. The clothes of the right arm!

Zeng Ning's three long swords were originally special. As soon as he pulled the long sword, the serrations of the blade ate the meat on her arm and swiped past!

In an instant, her arm was drawn with a deep **** mouth!

The blood came out!

"Wow!"

With this sword of Zeng Ningsan, people watching from the audience immediately boiled, "This is the first time I have seen Duanmu Yawang suffer such a serious injury! Zeng Ningsan is indeed an experienced player. It seems that he has a chance to win. Duanmu Yawang!"

"Yes, yes!"

The people in the audience responded one after another, and the faces of most people were full of joy and pride: "It seems that this Duanmu Yawang is really going to leave us in exile this time!"

"Shit!"

Unexpectedly, he hit a sword, and Duanmu Yawang couldn't help but explode.

At the same time, she heard the discussion of the people in the audience, and her lips curled up coldly. She was destined to disappoint these people. She Duanmu Yawang would never be defeated by a Zeng Ningsan!

"Xiao Yawang!" Yin Huiyin was also taken aback, "Are you all right!"

"No."

Duanmu Yawang responded. Just as he wanted to take out the original moving sky sword, Zeng Ningsan’s attack continued. Seeing that he had hurt Duanmu Yawang, a bloodthirsty smile flashed across his face, "Since I have eaten it. If you lose my sword, then continue to eat the second sword, more swords!"

When he said that, he frantically attacked Duanmu Yawang.

The sword gas was fast and fierce, and Duanmu Yawang had no weapons to resist, so she had to cover her wound and dodge continuously.

After dodging twice, there was a burst of heartache from the wound on his arm.

This kind of pain was so unusual. She glanced at her wound, and she really saw the blood coming out of the wound getting deeper and deeper...

She raised her eyes quickly, and while using the spirit balloon to knock out Zeng Ningsan's sword aura, she said coldly: "Your sword is poisonous?"

The wild laugh on Zeng Ning's three faces stopped abruptly, staring at Duanmu Yawang: "How do you know!"

Duanmu Yawang sneered: "Don't you know Mr. Zeng, I know medicine?"

"A person with dark eyes dare to claim to know medicine?"

Zeng Ningsan stared at her with a mocking gaze, "Don't think that you were born in a medical family, just come out here to fool people! Other people are fools who believe you, but I will never believe it!"

"Is it?"

Duanmu Yawang no longer argued, her eyes flashed awe-inspiring, "Mr. Zeng, I'm glad you used poison when you were fighting."

"What do you mean?" Zeng Ningsan felt dissatisfied when seeing her not afraid. .

Duanmu Yawang naturally ignored his question, squinted and said, "However, I will soon regret that you made this decision yourself."

Duanmu Ya looked for a flash, she was extremely fast, and human eyes could not keep up with her speed at all!

She disappeared instantly. There was a gasp in the audience!

Before the sound of gasp fell, Duanmu Yawang had already walked around Zeng Ningsan's back. The blood-stained hand that had originally covered the wound, just grabbed his shoulder and neck so hard!

The nails cut the skin and flesh instantly, and the wounds on her hands were soaked in his wounds...

"are you crazy!"

Zeng Ningsan felt a pain in his neck. He had never tried such an attack, but he felt that such an attack was painless and wanted to turn around to attack Duanmu Yawang, but when he turned around, where was Duanmu Yawang's figure. ?

He stayed for a while, looked sideways, but saw that Duanmu Yawang had actually returned to her original position for some time!

"sky!"

The people in the audience were all dumbfounded, thinking that they had hallucinations, rubbing their eyes and wondering: "Did I miss something just now? She, she...when did she come back to this position?"

"I do not know!"

The faces of the people in the audience became astringent, and their gazes looking at Duanmu Yawang became hesitant again, "This Zeng Ningsan, I feel like he can't beat Duanmu Yawang."