Xu Weilong's face was ashen as he anxiously shouted, "Yanran, quickly go to the main hall and call Boss over. We are not their match!"
The surrounding martial artists were all aghast. Xu Weilong actually admitted defeat personally?
Although the current situation was indeed unfavorable to the two, the outcome had yet to be decided. In their opinion, they clearly had the strength to continue fighting, so why did they admit defeat?
It seemed like the situation was worse than what they had seen.
Everyone immediately thought, "Calling Boss over? Isn't it Yang Wuxin?"
Would the Star Palace's biggest white horse, the most popular candidate for the championship, come?
Everyone's heart was in their throat, and they were so nervous that they couldn't say a word.
The few people in front of them were all existences that could easily enter the top 100. Were they really going to stop here?
Feng Yanran's face was filled with anxiety. If it was Shi Yuyan and the others, it would be fine. But with Ah 'Bao and Chi Wei, she had no chance of winning.
Even if she could win, it wouldn't be decided in a short period of time. Xu Weilong simply couldn't hold on until then.
Feng Yanran was at a loss as she anxiously stomped her feet.
"Bastard! I'll fight it out with you! "
Xu Weilong suddenly burst out with a roar. Blood oozed out from his seven orifices on his originally sinister face. His entire left arm suddenly expanded by several times. His muscles bulged and his veins twisted. Black energy armed his arm like lava flowing on it.
"Super World Shattering Iron Fist!"
The fist art that had been going downhill suddenly erupted.
Xu Weilong's face was filled with anger and the will to die.
He saw Feng Yanran hesitating and knew that she had lost her decisiveness. If this dragged on, the situation would only get worse.
Now, he could only fight with one strike to shake off Yang Qingxuan. Perhaps he could kill his way out!
"Boom!"
The iron fist blasted on the battle halberd, bursting out with a powerful radiance and energy.
The power of gold and black intertwined and vibrated violently in all directions.
Yang Qingxuan's face instantly turned pale. Under thousands of attacks, the true essence in his body was almost dried up. Under Xu Weilong's desperate attack, the White Abyss Artifact was shaken and even let out a whine.
Countless cracks had also appeared on his body, and bloody wounds had appeared on his body.
What was worse was that his internal organs were squeezed together by the pressure of the iron fist. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was forced to retreat.
Xu Weilong's condition was even worse. After violently spitting out a mouthful of blood, his entire left arm exploded with a "bang", turning him from a one-armed person to an armless person.
His body was riddled with wounds that were several times worse than Yang Qingxuan's.
Feng Yanran's eyes were sharp and her hands were fast. With a light rebuke, she teleported over and caught Xu Weilong.
Then, using the force of the backward collision, he carried Xu Weilong and suddenly turned around to leave.
Yang Qingxuan's face darkened as he shouted, "Chase!"
He raised his zhenqi and chased after them in a flash.
"Ah! Don't kill me! "
Yan Jiang instantly collapsed as he screamed and ran for his life. He crazily shouted, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I have a lot of money, a lot of money, I'll give it all to you!"
Yang Qingxuan frowned. There was a fork in the road ahead. Feng Yanran carried Xu Weilong and ran to the left, while Yan Jiang ran to the right.
He hesitated for a moment and gave up on chasing Feng Yanran. Instead, he turned to the left and chased after Yan Jiang.
"Bang!"
The halberd in Yang Qingxuan's hand turned into a stream of light and shot out, stabbing into the ground in front of Yan Jiang. The powerful halberd light spread out, scaring Yan Jiang so much that he hurriedly stopped and retreated.
Seeing Yang Qingxuan behind him, his whole body trembled. He hurriedly cupped his hands and begged, "Sir, please spare my life, please spare me."
Fatty Pan and the others caught up.
Fatty Pan's face was gloomy as he said coldly, "Spare you? Did you kill Xiao Fei and Zhan Bo? "
"No, no, it's not my fault! Hai Xing, you have to believe me, it's really not my fault. "
Yan Jiang's face was pale as he desperately explained, "I'm also very sad that the two of them met with an accident. As long as you let me go, I'll withdraw from the fight for the position of Lord Qiu and never be your enemy again. From now on, I'll stay away from you whenever I see you. How about that? "
Yan Jiang's face was full of pleading. With a sincere look, he said, "If you harm me, my father will definitely not let you go. At that time, the whole exchange will not be peaceful."
Fatty Pan's face struggled for a while. He sighed heavily and said, "Okay, I'll let you go. But you have to swear a poison oath and put all the words you just said into the poison oath! "
Yan Jiang was overjoyed. He hurriedly pointed to the sky and swore a poison oath that his son would not have an anus. He stammered, "I've already swore, I … can go now?"
Fatty Pan said coldly, "Scram! Don't let me see you again! "
"Yes, yes. I'll scram, I'll scram immediately! "
Yan Jiang was ecstatic. The moment he turned around, a cold light flashed past his eyes, full of resentment and killing intent.
"Damn fatty, I'll definitely not let you go! When the Firmament Martial Arts Symposium is over, I'll immediately send you to see Xiao Fei and Zhan Bo! "
Yan Jiang roared insidiously in his heart.
He was about to leave when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back. He felt like his body was being torn apart!
"Ah! — — "
Yan Jiang screamed. He lowered his head in disbelief and saw a sharp knife sticking out of his chest. It was thick, wide, and square, like a kitchen knife. It was Fatty Pan's weapon.
"You … you …"
Yan Jiang's eyes were red. He roared, "You broke your promise!!"
"Chi!"
The kitchen knife was pulled back. Yan Jiang's chest spurted blood. He trembled as he turned around and saw Fatty Pan's ferocious and murderous face.
"Haha, break my promise? Do I need to keep my promise to someone like you? "
Fatty Pan approached and said coldly, "I promised you and forced you to swear a poison oath just to appease your heart. This way, I can take you by surprise and chop you with my own hands. Only by chopping you with my own hands can I appease the anger in my heart! "
As he said this, he chopped down with the knife again.
Yan Jiang's cultivation was above Fatty Pan's, but his chest was cut off. A large amount of blood and internal organs were shattered. He was almost in a half-dead state. How could he dodge?
"Ah!"
Another scream was heard. His entire right shoulder was chopped off by Fatty Pan.
Fatty Pan's murderous aura was overflowing. He said coldly, "This chop is for Xiao Fei. The next chop is for Zhan Bo!"
"Chi!"
"Ah!"
Yan Jiang screamed in pain again. His left arm was chopped off. He fell to the ground and rolled around desperately.
Just like Xu Weilong, he became an armless person.
Fatty Pan said, "The next chop is for myself. I'll send you on your way."
"No, no, you can't kill me. Otherwise, you'll break the rules and be eliminated!"
Yan Jiang looked at the fatty holding the knife. He was so scared that his legs went soft. He screamed desperately.
Yang Qingxuan also frowned. "Fatty, if you chop him again, you might be eliminated. Let Du Ruo send him off."
Fatty Pan said firmly, "No! I must chop this chop myself! Besides, if I kill Yan Jiang, I'll accomplish my goal. As for the ranking of this martial arts competition, it's not important. "
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