"Ma Daehammer, it's not bad. If you fight me, haha, at most, he will have to kneel... on the ground begging me not to die!"

"No, I can do it for half a move, and he will... pinch my people."

The villagers of Hong Village were so excited that they had not seen the peak combat power of the village appear for a long time.

The bosses of these forces from all sides have made great efforts for Hong Village, killed bandits from outside, and jointly maintained the construction of the village.

In the eyes of the villagers, they are the most worthy of worship and respect under the village chief.

Originally, Yu Nan had half a step into this team that was admired, but his arrogant look just now made the villagers unable to help but cheer.

Just wait for you to know... Yu Nan ignored the passionate crowds in the audience, but just like before, he sent encouragement to every dead soldier in the duel: "Jiuer, fight well."

Jiuer smiled unpreparedly at the owner, then turned to the direction of Ma Dahammer, wrapped the whip around his wrist, and opened his arms slightly outward, ready to go.

What does this smile mean?

Many young talents who admire Miss Jiuer were feeling cold. The boss has not grown up yet. He must have desecrated the goddess.

Humph, I don’t like you, Miss Jiuer, I’m going to like Miss Qiqi and Bamei, they are even more cute...

Of course, Yu Nan didn't know that he had become the target of public criticism, and was thinking about where the second senior brother had gone.

Originally, I came here to make trouble, but I was waiting for a big shot in Hongcun like Ma Dachu.

I originally thought there would be no chance today, so they were all very stable, but in the end, I caught a big one as the last game was coming!

Each of the fifteen dead soldiers given by the system has outstanding exclusive skills. Although these skills do not belong to the realm of immortal cultivation, for warriors, they are even the kind with top combat power.

Therefore, even if it is a human tank like Ma Daehui, Yu Nan is not worried at all, and Jiuer is just using softness to overcome hardness.

The showdown begins!

No matter how heavy the hammer is or how powerful it is, it will be useless if it can't hit anyone.

Ma Dahui should also know this, so he did not take the initiative.

As Jiuer walked around him, Ma Daechu also changed the direction of his standing and kept facing the enemy.

He is a heavy weapon like him, and requires a decisive blow, rather than entanglement with his opponent.

His stable posture made Jiuer walk twice, but there was no better way.

Ma Dahui thought his tactic was pretty good.

But obviously, Jiuer does not intend to delay more time.

She moved left and right twice, and had captured Ma Daeh's all-round posture clearly.

With a shaking wrist, the whip was swung up in the air like a long snake.

Bang...beat the ground of the ring, like a drum was bombarded, and the dust on it jumped up.

Slap...

Slap sex...

The dense whipping sound soon became a piece of it, and Jiuer's body was immediately wrapped by the whip shadow that was swinging quickly, and the dust and sand raised on the ground of the ring soon gathered around the whip shadow, forming a cloud of dust fog.

"Ah, Jiuer, please inform me, my new clothes..." Yu Nan quickly avoided a little, otherwise the clothes he just wore today would have to be changed again, so please.

Long Yi and his other dead soldiers naturally stayed at their posts, and some even adjusted to block the wind for their owners.

The dust fog created by Jiuer quickly approached Ma Daehammer. He held the handle of the pounding with both hands, closed his eyes, and felt the direction of the energy coming from.

"I'll go, nothing can be seen... Uh..."

"Um...sand..."

"Boss Ma... add more..."

Those who stood close were affected, and the flying sand blew into their open mouths, their open eyes, their nostrils with relatively upward openings, and their ears...

In an instant, the people around the ring retreated out in a rush and pushed and shoved with the people behind.

"Who touches me?"

"Who stabs me with a stick..."

"Damn, my shoes!"

"Are you a human being? He's still a child..."

Ahhhhh…

People put human flesh on the meat, trampling and screaming.

He moves fast, probably even children have them.

Cough...

The heavy muffled sound of being strangled to the throat came from the dust on the ring.

The person who heard it was numb and his heart trembled, as if his back was gently slid by a knife.

The squeezed crowd stopped their movements and all turned their eyes to the ring.

There, the sound of whip whipping had already stopped, and the dust gradually scattered. In the center of the arena, where Ma Daehook was originally standing, a strange scene appeared.

If you can see Ma Daehwai facing him at this moment, you can only see Ma Daehwai sitting on his Daehwai, his face full of purple-red color, his eyes thrust and his tongue spitting very long.

His hands were trying hard to reach his neck, but because the muscles of his arms were too developed and were not easy to fold, the idea of ​​reaching the neck position was never realized.

Only people with particularly good eyesight can find that there is a whip in the middle of the folds on the chin on the horse sledgehammer's neck.

As for Miss Jiuer, only the villagers and audiences on the back of Ma Daehh can see it.

She held the handle of the whip in her hand, and the slender tail of the whip was now wrapped around Ma Daehaw's neck.

Jiuer turned her back to Ma Daehui's back, and pressed her soles against his back, locking her!

The long legs, casual standing posture, and the face of a fairy-like figure, formed a strong contrast with the terrifying face of the horse sledgehammer on the other side, with a shocking visual effect.

Many people have seen the positive effect and want to see how the person on the negative side is like.

So, the villagers and representatives of various forces around the arena unknowingly started to play with moving people...

"Damn it, who touched me again!"

"My other shoe..."

"Are you a human being? He's still a child..."

If Tong Yujiao, Lan Mei and others had not been on the sidelines, they would have participated in the game of the human flesh turntable now.

Yu Nan also knew the principle of stopping when he was good. Of course, it was impossible for Ma Dahui to die in the ring.

Waving his hand, Jiuer took the long whip back with the order.

Ma Daehui immediately lowered his head and coughed heavily.

His men squeezed out from the human carousel in batches and climbed onto the ring to support him.

Some even turned around and fought with Yu Nan.

"Cough...stop! Get back!"

Ma Daechu silenced his subordinates' mania.

"All lost, isn't it embarrassing enough?"

Ma Daehui, who had recovered a little bit of anger, slowly stood up, turned around, and bowed to Nan.

"Brother Yu Nan, thank you for your mercy... Miss Jiuer, I underestimate you..."
Chapter completed!