Chapter 700: Group dogs An Zhihonghu's ambition?
Chapter 700: The ambition of the group of dogs to know Honghu?
Tan Yun is under 70% of his strength. After being shot three feet this time, he laughed at Zhao Wansha, whose right cheek was swollen and swollen, "Zhao Shengzi, stand and give me a shot, although I don't know how you feel. , but I feel really cool... Hahaha!"
"Tan Yun, you despicable villain!" Zhao Wansha cursed with tears in his eyes: "Laugh as much as you like! After ten blows, I will make your life worse than death..."
"Crack, crack, crack!"
"Three hits!" Tan Yun deliberately laughed, and he used 80% of his strength. After three slaps, Zhao Wansha's right face exploded and his flesh was blurred!
He had gold stars in his eyes, blood from his ears and nose, and his body shook violently!
"Teacher, hold on, there are only four blows left!" Jun Yuwenfeng reminded sternly, "Tan Yun has done his best, he will never be able to defeat you!"
The betting people responded, "Zhao Shengzi, you have to listen to your master's words, hold on!"
"Zhao Shengzi, you can't lose!"
"Zhao Shengzi, you must hold on, and then you will smash Tan Yuner's body into ten thousand pieces!"
"…"
Hearing the voices of the master and everyone, Zhao Wansha shook his head abruptly, and immediately, he stood firm, he fell silent, his bloodshot eyes stared at Tan Yun!
"Move to Lao Tzu!" Tan Yun roared, posing as if he was doing his best, and rushing towards Zhao Wansha furiously, with a cracked void in his right palm, and slapped his right face with two consecutive slaps!
"Crack, snap!"
After two slaps, Zhao Wansha's **** right face was almost bloodless, revealing his cheekbones!
Zhao Wansha's expression was resolute, his eyes were firm, and his voice was low and without a trace of emotion, "There are still two last blows! You useless thing, this holy son is standing here to let you fight, you can't shake this holy son half a step! "
Facing Zhao Wansha's abuse, Tan Yun didn't seem to hear it, and his expression became extremely solemn!
Gives a feeling of helplessness!
In fact, Tan Yun naturally wants to confuse everyone and confuse Zhao Wansha!
"Roar!"
Suddenly, Tan Yun let out a roar like a beast, his whole body pale golden spiritual power surged towards his left arm, and he roared extremely unconvinced: "I don't believe it, the next palm, you can bear it!"
"Move for Laozi!"
Tan Yun was terrified, his figure flashed, and the moment he volleyed into the sky, he shot down like a meteorite, and his left palm was drawn towards Zhao Wansha's intact left face!
"Teacher, hold on!" Yuwen Fengjun reminded loudly.
"Zhao Shengzi, hold on!" Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison for the spirit stone, and the sound shook the sky!
"Snapped!"
With the crisp sound, Zhao Wansha's handsome left face was full of flesh and blood, revealing bones!
However, the tens of thousands of people who made the bets were excited that although Zhao Wansha's body was trembling violently, his feet were like molten iron pouring on the ground, still motionless!
"Impossible, you are under my full strength, how can you still not take a step!" Tan Yun fell to the ground, his eyes were terrified, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat!
Tan Yun seemed helpless at the moment, and his body trembled violently.
In fact, Tan Yun knows that the overall situation has been decided, because he still exerted 80% of his strength just now!
"Hahaha, are you afraid of chop suey?" Zhao Wansha, who was beyond recognition, laughed in anger, and laughed wildly: "You kid who humiliated me with rules, are you also afraid?"
"Tan Yun, you must never have imagined that my strength is much stronger than yours! I tell you, there is one last blow. After one blow, we will fight to the death on the stage of destruction!"
Hearing this, Tan Yun shook his head violently and stepped back, panic written on his face.
"Tan Yun, hurry up!" Yuwen Fengjun's turbid eyes revealed a chilling chill!
Betting on everyone, seeing that the gamble is about to win, they clamored and urged: "Tan Yun, don't try to delay time, hurry up and take action!"
"Tan Yun, aren't you very arrogant? Hahahaha, why are you afraid now? I bah, it's too late!"
"Hurry up, don't try to delay time!"
"…"
At this moment, Tan Yun's face was pale and terrifying, and he looked like he was about to lose.
Tantai Zhongde sighed: "Tan Xiaoyou, if you lose Lingshi, it's a small thing, but you really shouldn't promise Zhao Wansha, you have to fight him decisively after you lose!"
Tan Yun's expression gradually calmed down, and he laughed miserably, "Well, even if I die, I will be a hero again eighteen years later!"
"Today, I slapped him ten times in public, and this Holy Son is not too bad!"
Hearing this, Zhao Wansha's anger from the humiliation turned into a smug smile at this moment, "When death is imminent, make an excuse for yourself, come on chops, the last blow, remember to give up all your strength to breastfeed. Use it!"
"You motherfucker..." Tan Yun looked like he was going crazy with anger, and flew towards Zhao Wansha with a messy breath, and swung his right hand towards his face!
From Tan Yun's messy aura, anyone would think that Tan Yun's last blow was not as powerful as the ninth blow just now!
All the betting people laughed along, and the excited laughter that contained ridicule and successfully won three times the spiritual stone resounded through the clouds!
However, in the next scene, the expressions of the betting people changed wildly, and they shouted in unison, "There is a fraud!"
In everyone's sight, when Tan Yun's right palm was only three feet away from Zhao Wansha, he grinned and exerted his strength. As if it were about to collapse at any moment!
"Be careful, disciple!" Before Yuwen Fengjun could finish his words, a crisp slap on the face sounded!
"Snapped!"
When Tan Yun's right palm was smashed with shattered flesh and blood on Zhao Wansha's right face, the slap that was enough to destroy the top-quality treasure made the bones of Zhao Wansha's right face and even the bones of his chin shattered instantly!
"what!"
Zhao Wansha's seven orifices bleed from the horrific screams. His body, which was originally as stable as Mount Tai, rose from the ground, and tumbled like a cannonball.
Silence, deathly silence in the crowd!
Tens of thousands of people betting, their minds are blank!
Lost!
Zhao Wansha lost!
It doesn't matter if his mother loses, but all his belongings are gone!
Hate, full of anger, filled everyone's chest, did they hate Zhao Wansha! I also hate Tan Yun for being despicable and shameless!
In the eyes of everyone, it seemed that Tan Yun did his best and couldn't shake Zhao Wansha, but in fact Tan Yun didn't use his full strength at all!
"Tan Yun, you are despicable!" Yuwenfeng-jun thought that the 10 million top-grade spirit stones would be gone, he glared at Tan Yun and roared:
"The nine attacks you faced against my disciple in front of you, you obviously didn't use all your strength, but you despicably pretended to be doing your best, just to confuse my disciple, so that my disciple can relax in the final blow. alert!"
"That's right, Tan Yun, you despicable thing!" The betting people roared one after another. Thinking of the lost spirit stone, their hearts are bleeding!
Facing everyone's ridicule and insults, Tan Yun seemed to be indifferent, and the next sentence made everyone blushed with anger!
Tan Yun pointed at Zhao Wansha, who was seriously injured on the ground, and smiled lightly, "I said that if I want to repel him, I can send him flying with a slap."
"Hehe, the reason why I only repulsed him after the tenth attack was because I wanted to slap him more."
"And you... the group of dogs knows the ambition of Honghu? Do you know why it is not a bird?"
"Hehe." Tan Yun teased in the eyes of everyone's fire-breathing eyes: "Because Yanque refers to ordinary people, and you are not even ordinary people, you are just mad dogs at best!"
