Chapter 67

Many young people of the younger generation have not seen Yang Xiao's decline. They are all watching nervously at this time.

The battle between the fields became more and more intense, and the smile on the faces of the two family owners of Bai Liu became more and more intense.

As long as the war is won, the Yang family will be squeezed out of the three families. At that time, both of them will get more and more resources.

This is a secret battle. As long as there is a fuse, they can press the Yang family down.

The current battle is the fuse.

At this time, the white mark attack became more and more fierce. Although it has always been a sword move, the psychic power of each attack is enough to easily defeat a person who is perfectly satisfied in the first stage.

The anger on Yang Xiao's face had long dissipated, and the big beads of sweat rolled down from time to time, but they were delayed by the overwhelming attack, and there was no time to wipe.

"Why, brother Yang, can't you support it?"

The white mark was struck by a sword. The huge spiritual power made the sword buzzing.

Yang Xiao twitched at the corners of his mouth and clenched his teeth. Unexpectedly, he suddenly threw the long sword in his hand. Bai scar was so surprised that his body quickly hid to the side and cancelled the attack.

"Don't even want weapons. Is this giving up?"

"I think so. If it goes on like this, the result is doomed. It's better to lose."

Outside, many spectators exclaimed and talked about it one after another.

At this time, Yang Xiao took advantage of the opportunity to step back several steps and pulled the distance away.

His two arms suddenly drooped and his body was hugged. A strange wave of spiritual power suddenly appeared, with a strong meaning.

At this time, Bai scar calmed his body, cast his eyes, smiled and said, "I say you are aware, but you are still fighting in a desperate corner."

Then he shook his head helplessly, and a burst of white light suddenly appeared on his body surface.

"For the sake of you being the last hope of the Yang family, I'll show you my real strength."

As soon as the voice fell, the white mark's double pupils suddenly became empty, and the Milky aura turned into mist, lingering on his body surface, like an immortal, which was very strange.

Yang Xiao felt the violent aura fluctuation coming from the front, and his heart sank slightly, but there was no way back at this time. After a roar, the whole person jumped up immediately, and a dazzling golden awn dyed his two arms golden, like gold casting, full of a sense of strength.

This is the all back magic fist he obtained in the forbidden area of the martial arts hall.

At this moment, his bent body seemed to really become a violent ape. The golden awn on his fists became more and more concise, and even his shape became a little bigger.

The white mark snorted coldly, and the long sword shrouded in fog immediately crossed in front of him, trying to catch it.

"Boom!"

A huge roar came out, followed by several crisp sounds.

In the frightened eyes of the audience around him, the long sword in Bai scar's hand was broken into several sections, and his whole person stepped back a few steps, and a mouthful of blood gushed out directly.

Naturally, Yang Xiao would not let go of this great opportunity. Regardless of the tingling feeling from his hand, he jumped over again.

"You... How dare you hurt me!"

The white mark trembled and said, feeling the saltiness in his mouth, and his facial features were twisted together.

The momentum of his body rose rapidly, but the time of one breath was much higher than before.

The handle of the short sword was directly thrown aside by him. After his hands crossed a strange track in the air, he patted forward with more and more condensed anger.

The aura around them immediately intertwined and became extremely chaotic, but the expected collision did not appear.

When the white mark's palms were about to collide with the golden fist, his body suddenly became illusory.

"No!"

Yang Xiao's face changed greatly. He was about to withdraw the strength of his fists, but there was a wave of aura behind him.

His back was soaked with cold sweat, and a faint voice came out.

"Yang Xiao, Yang Xiao, can't even see through such a simple scheme. This is the gap we only see."

As the voice fell, he only felt that a great force suddenly came from behind, and countless auras poured into his body at the same time.

Those auras, like little snakes, kept swimming in his body, and his own auras became disordered.

And his body directly hit the ground under that great force.

The golden light on his fists dissipated slowly, his head was buried on the cold ground, and a bend of blood flowed slowly like a stream.

"The first game, Bai Jia Bai trace, win!" The referee made a loud announcement.

"Xiao'er!" Yang Dingshan's figure rushed out quickly. In the twinkling of an eye, he came to Yang Xiao's side and put one hand on his shoulder. After a long time, he was relieved.

At this time, Yang Xiao was in a coma because his aura was too disordered and he was hit violently. It was no big problem.

He picked up Yang Xiao and went back.

"Oh, uncle Yang, I'm so sorry. I didn't expect brother Yang Xiao to be so weak and didn't control his strength."

Bai trace looked at Yang Dingshan's back and said suddenly, but there was no half apology on his face.

Yang Dingshan turned his head, his eyes were like electricity, looked directly at the white mark, immediately shocked his body and stepped back.

"Young man, it's too early to be proud."

After leaving this sentence, Yang Dingshan went straight back to the Yang family's area, handed Yang Xiao over to others, and came to Yang Xuan himself.

Yang Xiao was defeated.

Now the hope of the Yang family has completely placed on Yang Xuan. If he loses again, the Yang family will never turn over in Qingzhou City.

He knows this very well, and Yang Xuan knows it very well.

Before Yang Dingshan spoke, Yang Xuan stood up with determination in his eyes.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will win."

He looked straight into Yang Dingshan's eyes and said it seriously.

Unprecedented seriousness.

"The final match of the three families, the second game, Yang Xuan of the Yang family vs. Liu Xunfei of the Liu family!"

The referee's voice is as loud as ever, but the crowd watching the game is not enthusiastic, even a little lazy.

"What do you mean, Yang Xuan? How many moves can he stick to?"

"Three moves, no more."

"Come on, I can't take a move. You don't think about who Liu Xunfei is."

"Come on, let's make a bet. I'll bet."

"Ha ha! Count me in. I'll bet two moves and one hundred Liang silver."

Several good guys gathered together, bored looking at the martial arts competition field, and simply played the bet.

Not to mention them, even the seriousness on the referee's face receded a lot. After they both entered the stadium, they hurriedly announced a sentence and withdrew. After all, in the eyes of most people, this is just a children's play.