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On the arena where the martial arts contest was held to recruit a bride, a figure like an iron tower stood proudly.

At the same time, another burly Sichuan Qing clan member knelt in front of him, covered in blood and unconscious.

It seems that it has completely lost its combat effectiveness.

"Damn it, this guy is too perverted, isn't he? Even Brother Chengyu is his opponent?"

"He, is he really qualified to participate in our competition to recruit a bride? He said that he is a friend of the clan leader. This matter has not been verified by clan leader Wanyan!"

"What the hell, is the lady in red going to be taken away by such a guy in the end?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Countless Sichuan Qing clan members stared angrily.

However, no matter how angry the other onlookers of the Sichuan Qing Tribe were, it did not affect the other Sichuan Qing Tribe members who came up to challenge them, and they all showed an easy crushing force.

After he appeared, he single-handedly defeated [-] leaders of the [-] small groups of the Sichuan Qing tribe.

Pang Yan, who was unconscious, was lucky enough to escape.

"That's it? Is this the number one warrior of your Sichuan Qing tribe?"

The iron tower-like figure patted Wanyan Chengyu on the cheek with a look of contempt;

"This is a bit too watery. It's really disappointing!"

"With this little ability, you still dare to compete publicly to recruit a bride. I don't know whether you should say that you Sichuan Qing people are ignorant and self-righteous, or that you don't know the bounds of heaven and earth."

The man on the stage smiled contemptuously, and then said calmly;

"Who else?"

The next moment, under the indignant gazes of countless people, the iron tower-like figure swept across.

Wanyan Chengyu, who had lost the ability to fight back, kicked Wanyan Chengyu off the ring like a dead dog.

boom!

Wanyan Chengyu slammed into the crowd, causing an uproar and sweeping away several innocent onlookers, causing the crowd to burst into screams.

The man didn't take it seriously when he saw it, and even laughed proudly.

"In the end, the only person left who is qualified to challenge is the leader of a small group. If the last person loses again, then the lady in red will really be taken away by such a guy."

Someone wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and thought to himself, gritted his teeth and glanced at the sedan chair not far away.

Inside the sedan chair was the goddess that the younger generation of Sichuan Qing people longed for, Pei Ziqi.

The sudden figure from the Iron Tower not only defeated Wanyan Chengyu, but also the leaders of the other fourteen small groups.

The overwhelming force has defeated all the leaders of the small groups one after another.

One wears fifteen.

"If no one comes up to challenge me, then I will enjoy my bride now."

The figure from the Iron Tower touched his dark and stern face, with a lewd smile on his lips;

"Hahaha, isn't this the rule of your Sichuan Qing tribe?"

bastard!

Hearing this, there was another uproar in the venue.

I don't know how many people clenched their fists, eager to rush forward and fight this arrogant guy.

However, according to the rules of martial arts competition, most of them are not even qualified to challenge each other on stage.

What's more, haven't you seen that Wanyan Chengyu, the best warrior of the Sichuan Qing tribe, was defeated miserably at the hands of the opponent?

These people are just trying to kill people. There is no one in the younger generation of the Sichuan Qing tribe who is stronger than Wanyan Chengyu!

"Is there anyone else?"

Seeing a moment of silence, the man on the stage frowned impatiently.

Several Sichuan Qing youths immediately whispered among themselves.

"Who's left?"

"It seems that only the Pang Yan tribe is still qualified to challenge, but the leader of the Pang Yan tribe, Pang Yan, fell into a coma yesterday and hasn't woken up now!"

"Damn it, you can't just watch the lady in red being taken away, right?"

"What happened?"

At this moment, a figure scratched his head and squeezed into the crowd with a confused look on his face.

"Pang Yan!?"

When several Sichuan Qing youths saw each other, their faces lit up and they asked in surprise.

"Pang Yan, Pang Yan, why did you wake up?"

"Fortunately, it's better to come early than to come in time. This guy has already defeated all the leaders of other small groups in a series of fifteen rounds."

"Now you are the only one left with the qualifications to challenge him."

"If you lose again, the lady in red will be married by him."

Pang Yan was shocked when he heard this.

"What? Who is this guy? Could it be that Brother Chengyu was also defeated by him?"

Looking at the high platform was a strange face.

Pang Yan was also a little stunned and confused.

"He claims to be a friend of our clan leader. According to the rules, anyone on this island is actually eligible to participate in the contest to recruit a bride."

"What's more, he also defeated the leader of a small group and got the qualification to participate in the competition to recruit a bride."

"We originally thought that he would stop in front of Brother Chengyu, but who knew that this guy would become braver as he fought, and even Brother Chengyu was no match for him."

"By the way, Pang Yan, you finally woke up. That Fang Mo knocked you out yesterday. The patriarch came late in the end and locked that guy in the dungeon."

"Yes, yes, this is business. That guy has never admitted that he kidnapped two little girls. In order to let him die clearly, the patriarch threw him in the dungeon and locked him up, just waiting for you to wake up and testify against him."

Hearing this, Pang Yan was even more shocked.

The horror on his face was even greater than what he heard just now when the figure from the Iron Tower passed through Fifteen.

"what!?"

"Do you think it was Brother Fang Mo who knocked me out?"

When several Sichuan Qing tribe members saw this, they were a little surprised by Pang Yan's reaction.

"What's your expression? When we arrived, we saw you fainted. The two little ladies were also there, but Fang Mo was safe and sound. Who else could it be besides him?"

"Yes, yes, Fang Mo has a human face and a beast's heart. He knows people but not their hearts. He actually wants to kidnap a girl in our clan. If the clan leader didn't want him to die, we all wanted to get together and beat him to death yesterday. "

hiss!

Pang Yan suddenly took a deep breath.

"Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding!"

Although he couldn't clearly see the guy who knocked him out, at the last second before he fell unconscious, the last thing he could see was Fang Mo squatting several meters away with a torch.

How could it be that Brother Fang Mo knocked him unconscious?

Pang Yan's face was ashen and he gritted his teeth and said;

"Brother Fang Mo is innocent. He was wrongly accused. I have to go to the clan leader to explain this matter."

wronged?

Since the parties involved said so, the Sichuan Qing clan members immediately realized that there must be something hidden about yesterday's incident.

But now we are competing for a bride!

The last one still qualified to challenge the guy on the stage was Pang Yan.

If he leaves, it will be equivalent to automatically giving up!

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Pang Yan opened his mouth stiffly;

"What do you think I'm doing? Even Brother Chengyu is no match for this guy on the stage. Do you still expect me to be able to turn the tide?"

As soon as these words came out, the other Sichuan Qing youths who were watching looked at each other, and a hint of sadness flashed across their eyes unconsciously.

Yes!

Even though there is still Pang Yan who is the last one who is qualified to participate in the competition to recruit a bride.

But Pang Yan was not even a match for Wanyan Chengyu, the first warrior of the Sichuan Qing tribe.

Even Brother Cheng Yu was defeated at the hands of the opponent. Even if Pang Yan stood on the ring, he would be humiliating himself.

At the same time, in the sedan chair, Pei Ziqi, dressed in red, looked gloomy and terrifying.

"Fuck! Where is this guy Fang Mo? He's not really going to let me stay here, is he?"

"And what is the origin of this guy who suddenly ran out? I've never seen him before."

She spat lightly, Miss Pei didn't know that Fang Mo was imprisoned in the dungeon last night.

All she knew was that in the morning she saw Xiao Ke and the two girls fainting, and she reminded Clan Chief Wanyan that he could ask Fang Mo for help.

Who would have known that four or five hours would have passed in such a flash, and it was almost ten o'clock, and there was no sign of Fang Mo.

Is this little bastard really planning to burn bridges by crossing the river?

As soon as he thought of this, Pei Ziqi's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

bang bang bang-

She didn't want to stay on this isolated island of Sichuan Qing tribe.

What's more, the man on the high platform at this moment was obviously not a member of the Sichuan Qing tribe. Pei Ziqi was wondering where this Cheng Yaojin jumped out from.

"Fang Mo, come quickly! If you don't come, your brother's sister-in-law will marry someone else!"

On the other side, the figures of the Iron Tower on the high platform were still showing off their power.

Of course he noticed that Pang Yan was stared at by countless people when he appeared, and it seemed that he had high hopes from the rest of the Sichuan Qing tribe in the audience.

However, it is not difficult to see from Pang Yan's reaction that this guy simply does not have the courage to challenge himself on stage.

What a joke, even the best warrior of the Sichuan Qing Tribe was defeated by him.

Even if other people came up to challenge him at this moment, it would be nothing more than giving away their lives.

"Since there is no one in your Sichuan Qing tribe, I will accept this bride without mercy..."

The next moment, the figure from the iron tower forced out a lewd smile and walked straight towards the sedan chair under the glare of countless people.

According to the rules, once the sedan curtain is opened and no one interrupts it, the ceremony is considered completed.

Several Sichuan Qing people around Pang Yan stared at this scene with livid faces.

They wanted to protect Miss Pei, but they could only watch helplessly as he fell into the arms of others.

These guys couldn't help but start to imagine the scene of Pei Ziqi being embraced by the man from the Iron Tower.

step.

two steps.

Three steps.

Every step seemed to step on the chests of these Sichuan Qing youths.

The figure was getting closer and closer to the sedan, and even Pei Ziqi in the sedan seemed to be infected by this atmosphere, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Bang bang bang!

My heart is beating like thousands of grass and mud horses galloping and pounding.

I don’t want to be fucked by this thing!

Pei Ziqi clenched her jade hands;

"Fang Mo, come quickly, it's better for you than for this fat black man!"

The next moment, the man's hand on the iron tower had just been placed on the sedan chair.

At this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded from not far away.

"Wait a moment!"

Whoa!

"Pang Yan's small group still has a place to challenge the winner."

"I, Fang Mo, have used this quota, so the bride is not necessarily yours yet. Take your hands off the sedan, and then..."

"Come here and get beaten!"

call!

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar.

Countless people couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Finally, someone stood up to challenge!

The next moment, those Sichuan Qing people turned their heads to look at the high platform.

Everyone was wondering who had the courage to provoke the man from the Iron Tower so arrogantly. Didn't they see the end of Wanyan Chengyu?

I saw a thin and slender figure suddenly appeared on the originally empty stage.

Wasn't it the same person who had just rescued two little girls and rushed here to participate in the contest to recruit a bride...

Fang Mo!