The first top lady

Qi Xian, who was originally leaning lazily on the back of the chair, suddenly sat up straight with a serious expression.

"It's bad..." Even he couldn't guarantee that he could escape alive from the hands of these five people.

Leng Yuyang was a little confused at this time, "You believe that she can taste the wine that is impossible to taste, but you don't believe that she can beat someone who is impossible to beat?"

"It's just a glass of wine. It won't hurt anyone. But these five people will really kill people." Qi Xian turned his head and caught a vague figure under a tree far away.

"Do you think Master Jin will agree to let her play?" Leng Yuyang was not worried because there was Guan Qian ahead.

Qi Xian moved his gaze and saw Guan Qian seemed to be persuading Song Yixuan, "Whether she plays or not, it is a matter of life and death for Qiong Tian Yuzhe tonight."

"That's right!" Leng Yuyang said.

Guan Qian walked up to Song Yixuan, but instead of trying to persuade him, he asked, "Is there anything you need to prepare?"

Song Yixuan was indeed helping him, but he also had a vague feeling that Song Yixuan seemed to be delaying time or had other arrangements.

There wasn't much to explain between them. As long as Song Yixuan said it, he would do it unconditionally.

Now that the competition is approaching its end, Song Yixuan should start preparing his plans.

Song Yixuan said, "Prepare a car." Fen Sa might contact her at any time, and she had to go to Jinbei tonight.

"Okay." Guan Qian watched Song Yixuan go on stage, then turned around and contacted Sheng Kai.

Leng Yuyang didn't quite understand. "No persuasion?" Why did Master Jin allow Miss Song to go up? It seemed that his guess just now was wrong.

"Then I'd better believe her." Qi Xian stretched his long legs and leaned back in his chair.

Believe that Song Yixuan can defeat someone they cannot possibly defeat.

The arena was now surrounded by rope fences, and the entire arena had become a fighting arena, a true arena.

"Miss Song, I'm sorry." The man in the middle flexed his wrists, his strong muscles shining under the light.

Song Yixuan took two steps forward slowly and took in the five 1.88-meter-tall men with well-developed pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, and biceps, without any wavering in his heart.

These five people are uglier than each other. They are inedible even without their heads. Just looking at their heads makes me want to vomit.

Song Yixuan sighed helplessly and said impatiently, "Hurry up." She really couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

Upon seeing this, the five men surrounded Song Yixuan, coordinating their movements and interweaving in an orderly manner, as if they were really forming some kind of formation.

Song Yixuan moved nimbly among the five men, and their punches and kicks never landed on Song Yixuan.

The man with the most tendon muscles became angry and humiliated because he kept missing, and hit Song Yixuan in the face with his fist like a maracas.

Song Yixuan dodged by rolling over, leaving an afterimage in the eyes of the five people.

Everyone was shocked, this speed...

The man's fist was already very fast, but he still hit the arena with full force. The arena of Heili Hall was made of wood, and with one heavy punch, the arena was directly smashed through. Wood chips flew everywhere, and the flesh on the man's face was still trembling.

Song Yixuan stood still, staring at the hole that was smashed in the center of the arena. He then looked up at the anger and ferocity on the faces of the five people, and his expression instantly turned cold.

At this moment, 707 suddenly dodged twice, she turned her arms and put her left hand behind her back.

Fen Sa's voice reached her ears clearly, "Master, it's your turn."

"Got it." Song Yixuan said softly, then turned to look at the five people in the middle of the stage and said in a deep voice: "Let's go together."

She had to end the battle quickly and then go find Fen Sa to join up.

Before the five people could react, Song Yixuan appeared in front of them like a ghost, and quickly swung out a palm and hit one of them hard on the neck.

There was only a crisp "crack" sound, and the man screamed and spurted out blood. His body shook violently and uncontrollably. Then he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and finally fell heavily on the arena.

Song Yixuan's figure flashed, and his feet kicked towards the other two people like a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, the two men were kicked to the sides of the arena and rolled off the stage almost at the same time.

The only two people left on the stage looked at each other in horror, and without hesitation, launched the most ferocious attack on Song Yixuan.

Song Yixuan remained calm and didn't even move an inch. He just waited until the two men were about to get close to him, then he suddenly turned sideways flexibly and easily slipped behind them.

The two men exerted all their strength, but inertia prevented them from changing direction the moment Song Yixuan disappeared. Song Yixuan raised his right leg and kicked hard, and the two men rushed out of the arena directly, and the rope fence broke directly.

The first person who was hit by Song Yixuan fell on the stage, spitting blood, and struggling but couldn't get up.

Song Yixuan didn't even turn his head and was about to leave in a hurry.

Before Jing Rong could walk onto the stage to announce the result, he was pushed back by the disciples of Heili Hall.

The audience stood up and watched a group of black figures running towards the arena and surrounding the people on the stage tightly.

Song Yixuan had a gloomy face and said in a low voice: "Second brother, it's okay." She was talking to the person on the other end of the headset.

She stopped and looked at the disciples of Heilitang who were blocking her way.

I knew that Wu Lang was not a gentleman who kept his promises.

"Miss Song..."

Wu Lang's voice came from behind the thick wall formed by many Heilitang disciples, but before his figure appeared in front of Song Yixuan, he was knocked to the ground by a sudden and extremely violent shock.

"Bam—"

With a deafening roar, the sky and earth in the forbidden area suddenly spun around, as if the entire earth was about to collapse.

Song Yixuan stood steadily on the arena, looking coldly at the group of people from the Black Plow Hall who were so arrogant and domineering just a moment ago. At this moment, they collapsed to the ground as if their souls had been sucked out, like a pool of filthy stagnant water, or even more like countless disgusting maggots, wriggling in pain and twisting.

The crowd was in chaos, screams were heard one after another, and everyone was writhing on the ground, wailing.

"what happened?"

"earthquake?"

……

"Help me—"

"Who's on top of me?"

"Go away!"

……

Song Yixuan looked up at the sky, his expression still cold.

Wu Lang was pinned to the ground by the disciples around him. When he was helped up, he looked extremely disheveled, with his clothes in tatters and covered in mud.

"No, that's bad—"

A disciple from outside came to report and was shocked to see Wu Lang's miserable appearance.

"Speak!" Wu Lang looked grim.

"The missile hit the forbidden mountain."

"What?" Ma Biao couldn't believe it.

This temporary competition seemed to make everyone forget the existence of the missiles above their heads.

The people below were all silent at this moment, with fear written all over their faces, and everyone was trembling with trepidation.

Guan Qian came running over and saw that Song Yixuan was fine, so he told her, "The car is already outside."

He believed in Song Yixuan's abilities. So what if the earth shook?

Song Yixuan's eyes swept across the crowd fiercely, and her voice sounded cold and majestic. She said: "Whether the missiles on the forbidden mountain will explode, and when they will explode, he has the final say!"

Ding Tongyun was wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes whose heels had just broken, and she couldn't stand steadily and almost fell forward again.

She said that Song Yixuan didn't dare to let the missile fall into the forbidden area, but now the missile not only fell, but also fell on the forbidden mountain.

Wu Lang didn't dare to speak. Although he didn't say anything from beginning to end, everything he did was against Qiong Tianyu's work.

He originally wanted to put all the blame on Ding Tongyun, but now he found that Song Yixuan was not that simple, and she didn't even take Ding Tongyun seriously. What she wanted was the entire Forbidden City and the submission of the five major gangs.

Guan Qian felt that he had overestimated Song Yixuan's strength even more.

Just a second before the missile landed, he always thought that Song Yixuan came with a missile to support him, instead of putting the missile in his hands and letting him straighten his back.

Song Yixuan said sternly: "If you don't want to die, just stay still."

She turned her head to look at Guan Qian, whose face was filled with worry and anxiety. "Hurry, go to Jinbei!" He had already jumped off the arena and ran outside.