Chu Yuhong was shocked, but before he could react, the cold breath was wrapped around him in the light of the Shaoyang Fairy Sword. Almost immediately, he felt a whirl and felt sick all over his body. After a moment, the faint blue light from the round bead on the fire stick shone on him. Under the stage, Zeng Shushu nervously looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who was wrapped in the light. When he thought that Zhang Xiaofan was now like a monkey being barbecued (according to common sense, it should be thought that a pig was barbecued, but somehow the idea of a monkey appeared in Zeng Shushu's mind), he was almost unwilling to watch any more. On the contrary, the disciples of Chaoyang Peak applauded and cheered. Then at this time, suddenly they only heard a loud roar from Chu Yuhong on the stage, Shaoyang Xianjian Zhentian, the light immediately dissipated, showing the figure of Zhang Xiaofan. But Chu Yuhong seemed to be seriously injured and retreated again and again. Moments later, in the surprised eyes of the crowd, the seven orifices on his face were all bleeding at the same time. He trembled and pointed his right hand at Zhang Xiaofan, as if he wanted to say something, but he could not speak anyway. Moments later, he swayed a few times, fell to the ground with a thump, fainted, and was unconscious. There was silence on and off the stage, and everyone looked at each other, too surprised to speak. Episode 3 Chapter 2 Luck After a while, it was the old man with white beard who was the first to react. He jumped into the ring and came to Chu Yuhong's side. After a careful examination, he found that his whole body was intact and there was no sign of poisoning. It seemed that he had been badly hurt by the magic weapon of the immortal family and his internal organs were violently shaken. He frowned, stood up and looked at Zhang Xiaofan. He couldn't help but look at the young man with new eyes. By the way, he also took a glance at the black fire stick that Zhang Xiaofan was holding tightly in his hand. You won. The old man with white beard suppressed his doubts and said calmly. Disciples of Chaoyang Peak made a big noise, but the fact was in front of them, but there was nothing to say,Nail Making Machine manufacturers, but Chu Yuhong's defeat was too inexplicable, inconceivable, obviously the victory was in hand, suddenly a loud roar on the defeat, it was unacceptable. At this time, Zeng Shushu was also dumbfounded, but when he heard the old man with white beard say those three words, he rushed up and ran to Zhang Xiaofan's side. He patted him heavily on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "Good boy, so you are hidden!" Zhang Xiaofan suddenly looked back, his face like frost, and stared at him coldly. Those cold but black eyes! Zeng Shushu suddenly felt a chill in his heart. "What's the matter, Xiaofan?" He exclaimed. As soon as Zhang Xiaofan was asked by him, his body shook and he seemed to remember something. His eyes softened immediately, and the strange cold feeling in his eyes disappeared. He returned to his usual feeling. He seemed to be confused and said, "No, it's nothing. I'm all right. What's wrong?" Zeng Shushu stared and said, Nail machine manufacturer ,Coil nail machine, "You still ask me what's wrong. Why don't you ask me? You don't know you won this game?" Startled, Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed, "What, did I win? Did I win?" Zeng Shushu, however, was even more frightened by him. His face turned pale. He stretched out his hand to measure his forehead and said, "It's bitter. You weren't confused by the fire just now, were you?" Zhang Xiaofan scratched his head and then saw several Chaoyangfeng disciples on the stage in the distance carrying the unconscious Chu Yuhong down, several of them looking at themselves bitterly. Looking at those people walking farther and farther, Zhang Xiaofan's mind, the scenes of fighting just now clearly emerged. He lowered his head subconsciously and looked at the black fire stick in his hand. The ugly short stick was quietly in his hand, motionless, but in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, the fire stick that had accompanied him for two years had never been so strange, as if it had returned to the valley many years ago and reproduced the horrible nightmare. But it was Zeng Shushu who looked at Zhang Xiaofan in a daze. He knocked him on the head with his fan and said, "What are you thinking about?" Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and sighed. He put the stick in his arms and said, "It's nothing. Let's go.". By the way, why did you come to see me compete? Zeng Shushu took a glance at the fire stick he received in his bosom and said, "The competition hasn't started yet. I came over to watch you compete when I had nothing to do. I didn't expect to see a good show. Hey, what do you call your three-eyed monkey today.." "Xiao Hui," said Zhang Xiaofan. "Yes, Xiao Hui," said Zeng Shushu. "Why didn't you see Xiao Hui today?" Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "I didn't see its shadow early in the morning. I probably slipped away to play with rhubarb again." Ceng Shushu "oops" called out, full of regret, Zhang Xiaofan see in the eyes, can not help but guess that this guy said to come to see their own competition, in fact, should not just want to see Xiaohui? "Wow!" In the distance, suddenly there was a loud noise, and the two of them could hear it from a long distance. Looking up, they saw that in the middle of the distance, the disciples of Qingyun Gate were surrounded by the "dry" stage, exclaiming one after another. Before Zhang Xiaofan could react, Zeng Shushu had already dropped his feet and shouted, "Oh, oh, I was just looking at you, but I forgot the most important thing." Then he pulled Zhang Xiaofan and ran away. Not knowing why, Zhang Xiaofan ran and asked, "What's the matter?" Ceng Shushu looked regretful and said, "It's Lu Xueqi competing there!" Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help smiling, but at the same time he couldn't help feeling a little moved in his heart. He looked up at the friend who had known him for only two days. Just now, under the deserted arena, he couldn't see his fellow elders and brothers, but only this man stood alone on his side in the audience full of Chaoyang Peak disciples. A burst of warmth rose slowly from my heart. Zeng Shi.. Shu Shu, thank you for coming to see me just now. Zeng Shushu, who was galloping, was stupefied for a moment. He slowed down his pace and looked back at Zhang Xiaofan. Then he said with a smile, "Oh, it's a small thing. If you're too moved,Automatic nail machine, you might as well put Xiao Hui.." "Let's go quickly!" Zeng Shushu shook his head to one side and ran with Zhang Xiaofan, who was running as fast as the wind, muttering vaguely in his mouth. ※※※。 3shardware.com