Chapter 212： Tooth for tooth

Yue Chen, who was holding the tip of the gun, smiled and said, "It's fun, isn't it?"

Just now Weng Jin clamped Fang Sisi's sword with his hand, and now Yue Chen clamped Weng Jin's spear with his fingers.

Weng Jin is grasping with the palm of his hand, and the opponent is still a little girl of war spirit level.

Yue Chen's opponent was Weng Jin.

In contrast, the decision is made.

Yue Chen's words were naturally returned to Weng Jin, humiliated on the spot.

Weng Jin shouted sharply: "Hmph, don't be proud, do you think I didn't see it?

You are also using martial arts, what's so good about it. "

The middle-aged referee on the side was Nu Nu's mouth, his face was full of disdain, and he secretly said that others were empty-handed.

Yue Chen smiled coldly, and the sword in his right hand suddenly pierced out.

The gun was still clamped by Yue Chen's finger, and Weng Jin had no time to withdraw, so he could only hold the gun and swing away Yue Chen's sword.

"bass!"

The sword was advancing against the barrel of the gun, sparks appeared.

In the eyes of everyone, only the sword shadow was heavy.

The sword was so fast that it was so fast that it was hard to see.

"Ok?"

A muffled hum sounded from Weng Jin's mouth.

Everyone saw that Yue Chen's sword pierced Weng Jin's wrist.

The sword pierced the ground not deep, but blood soared out.

Weng Jin's hand muscle was broken.

"you you!"

Weng Jin half-raised his injured hand and looked at Yue Chen with an iron face.

"This is just the beginning!"

Yue Chen sneered, and the next moment, Yue Chen's sword slashed at Weng Jin's other hand again.

Weng Jin had no choice but to give up the silver spear in his hand, and his figure retreated sharply.

Yue Chen grabbed the silver spear and slammed it behind him severely. The silver spear pierced the stone slab of the ring, halfway into it, and his tail trembled.

The sword light in Yue Chen's hand bloomed and turned into layers of sword shadows.

"what!"

Weng Jin's right hand clenched his fist tightly, and his body surged into the armor on his body.

On the cyan armor, the cyan light burst out, turning into a thin mask to protect Weng Jin.

The protection magic weapon is activated.

Yue Chen smiled disdainfully, and the sword in his hand swayed again and fell on the light shield.

Whether the magic weapon is strong or not depends on the person using it.

Yue Chen's sword smashed through the light of the cyan armor, and suddenly slid behind Weng Jin.

"what!"

Weng Jin put his right hand on his body, stained with blood, not only the tendons of the hand were broken, but the flesh disappeared.

The intense pain irritated his nerves frantically.

"I, I want..." Weng Jin yelled vigorously, and he finally knew that Yue Chen's strength was far from his.

He didn't want to continue to suffer, he wanted to admit defeat.

Yue Chen grabbed Weng Jin's forehead with his right hand and pressed it hard while looking down.

"Boom!"

With a bang, Weng Jin's face made an intimate contact with Shi Ban. When Weng Jin just reached his mouth, Yue Chen pressed it back abruptly.

The place where his face touched the stone slab was full of blood.

This blow, I am afraid that the bridge of the nose is shattered.

This was not over yet, Yue Chen detoured around Weng Jin's feet and the sword pierced fiercely.

The thigh was pierced and blood soared out.

"what!"

Weng Jin screamed.

At this moment, Weng Jin is extremely miserable, but when everyone sees it, instead of feeling sympathy, they feel that a bad qi in their body is venting.

When Weng Jin treated Fang Sisi cruelly, he was beaten into a rebel in the hearts of many people.

"kill him!"

I don't know who yelled like this for the first time, and soon the whole competition field was blasting him to death.

The middle-aged referee's mouth twitched slightly. If a person is really killed, it is his responsibility.

Of course, this responsibility will not be too great.

"stop!"

King Dingjiang's face changed drastically, and finally couldn't sit still, got up and let out an angry roar.

The next moment, King Dingjiang jumped up from the stands and flew towards the ring.

Yue Chen smiled sullenly, raised his sword and aimed it at Weng Jin's legs.

Yue Chen ignored the flying King Dingjiang, and said grimly at Weng Jin: "Didn't you just want to cut off the legs of my subordinates?

What you did not accomplish, I will do it for you. "

While speaking, the sword in Yue Chen's hand severely slashed.

Weng Jin moved his lips, but because of the serious injuries to his mouth and face, he did not make a sound.

"stop!"

King Dingjiang roared again in mid-air, grabbing the void with his right hand, and the rolling force surged toward Yue Chen like a tide.

The middle-aged referee squinted at the flying King Dingjiang with dissatisfaction, and sneered in his heart: What's the use of you shouting to stop?

At the same time, the middle-aged referee suddenly slapped his palms, and a strong force emerged to face King Dingjiang's blow.

As a referee, how can you let the people outside interfere with the players on the field?

No matter how strong the King Dingjiang is, in the eyes of the middle-aged referee, he is nothing more than a mixed bag.

The palms of the two collided with each other, and King Dingjiang's body was shot down from the air with a palm of the middle-aged referee and fell onto the ground in the martial arts field.

"what!"

A scream sounded from Weng Jin's mouth, and his legs were cut off by Qi followed, and he let out a scream.

Yue Chen glanced at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and then gestured with the sword to Weng Jin's arm.

Weng Jin looked at Yue Chen's movements, and he was even more shocked, and shouted: "Give up, I give up."

Yue Chen wanted to cut down with a sword. This time, the middle-aged referee didn't let Yue Chen do as he wished. He stood in front of Yue Chen and shook his head at Yue Chen.

In the distance, King Dingjiang flew again, this time, the middle-aged referee did not stop.

King Dingjiang fell on the ring, his eyes pierced Yue Chen like swords.

Yue Chen showed a bright smile and faced each other without fear.

"Yue Chen, good, it's really good."

King Dingjiang gritted his teeth and shouted word by word.

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Yue Chen opened his mouth, as if he was really receiving praise.

King Dingjiang gritted his teeth again, and said: "As neighbors, we Jiang Guo will take good care of Yue Guo."

Take care of the two words, the bite was very heavy.

"polite!"

Yue Chen smiled.

King Dingjiang did not continue to pay attention to Yue Chen, as if he did not bother to talk to him, and said to the referee: "This time we Jiang Guo surrendered and the game is over.

The middle-aged referee nodded blankly, then shouted: "Yue Guosheng."

King Dingjiang threw it away, and the flying boat floated in front of him. Under his power, Weng Jin and the broken leg flew up and landed on the boat.

The rest of the players also jumped onto the boat one by one.

Compared with the self-confidence that just came, the young players at this moment sagged their heads one by one, as if they were dead. They didn't dare to look up at King Dingjiang for fear of being angry.

The ship soared into the sky, grew rapidly in the void, and sprinted towards the east.

"Jiang Country, ha ha!"

Yue Chen looked at the black spots in the distance and sneered.

After Dingjiang King Jiang Yunhe returned this time, he was afraid that he would immediately start the war while he was competing here.

The war between the two countries is about to break out.

Yue Guo's civil and military are still there, Yue Chen is full of confidence...