Hold on!

Hold on!

Everyone’s hearts were in their throats.

The strength, courage, and courage displayed by Yan Shouyi, as well as his and the attitude of the folk sect disciples of the Folklore Research Association, are extremely satisfactory to everyone.

They couldn't bear to watch a rising star die in the hands of the evil monk Shikui.

If Yan Shouyi can survive this time, the descendants of the folk sect who admire and recognize him will continue to come to Rongcheng and join the Folklore Research Association.

Even those heirs of folk sects who have not joined the Folklore Research Association will know the name Yan Shouyi!

The heirs of folk sects will be united like never before!

The premise of all this is that Yan Shouyi can survive this time!

The demon monk Shi Kui jumped up, and with great force, he hammered Yan Shouyi on the ground!

Yan Shouyi seemed to be seriously injured, and his left arm was directly paralyzed, completely useless.

Under everyone’s attention, Shi Kui fell rapidly, but Yan Shouyi could not move!

He tried to stand up, but fell down again!

It was only then that everyone discovered that Yan Shouyi's legs and ankles had been fractured, and his two feet were bent at a distressing arc. It was obviously no longer enough for him to walk, let alone dodge Shi Kui's Attacked!

"It's over..."

Everyone's hearts felt a thump, as if some hope had been shattered.

Bang——

Shi Kui finally fell and punched Yan Shouyi on the body!

The force was so great that the surrounding dust was flying, and even under the heavy downpour, it could not calm down quickly!

"Brother Yan!"

Long Feicheng was shocked. If Weng Qianxiang hadn't stopped him, he might have rushed to the ring to save people.

“Calm down!” Wang Jixiang was equally nervous, but tried hard to restrain himself.

Except for Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong, he is the most eloquent person in the Folklore Research Association. Now that the two of them are silent, Wang Jicheng must shoulder this burden.

A Gong gritted his teeth and said: "If Brother Yan is really defeated by the demon monk, it's still too late for us to take action now."

"We can stop the demon monk if we all act together." Luo Ning said in a deep voice.

The elders of the Folklore Research Association were ready to make a move. Wang Ji went to hesitate for a long time.Decided to stay sensible.

"You can't do anything!" He shouted in a deep voice, "We should believe Lao Yan."

When everyone heard this, their faces were a little ugly.

If it weren’t for the stability of the team, everyone might have rushed out.

But now Yan Shouyi can't speak. If everyone doesn't accept Wang Jiquang, there will be more troubles in the Folklore Research Association in the future.

For the sake of the unity of the Folklore Research Association, everyone held back for the time being, but it was only for the time being. When the smoke cleared, if everyone saw Yan Shouyi's defeat with their own eyes, they would rush to the stage without hesitation. go.

"Old Yan..."

Wang Jixiang was under tremendous pressure, his eyes fixed on the ring: "Don't let me do something wrong... "

On the second floor of the pavilion, Zhuge Lian stared at the ring intently and said to himself: "The winner should be announced soon."

"Yan Shouyi can't say goodbye. Lose!" Zhuge Ji was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Tian Jueer’s face was ashen.

Under the heavy rain, the smoke and dust quickly dispersed.

In the smoke, there is a burly figure. From his posture, it can be seen that this guy seems to be "carrying" a person.

Yes, because of its huge size, it can hold a person's entire head with one hand. Carrying the head means carrying the entire person.

Everyone’s breathing suddenly stopped, and the surroundings were so quiet that one could hear their heartbeats.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, the demon monk Shi Kui was seen standing among the ruins, holding Yan Shouyi's head with one hand.

But Yan Shouyi's body seemed to have lost all vitality, and his limbs drooped limply without any resistance.

"Brother Yan..."

Tian Jueer couldn't help but cover her mouth.

Zhuge Lian sighed: "He is not the person we are looking for after all."

"These bastards from the Red Flower Club..." Zhuge Ji cursed angrily. .

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly!

【Pork rolls back and the immortal is unstable: Yan Shouyi...lost? 】

　【Cangmang: Damn it! hateful! hateful! hateful! hateful! ! ! 】

【Lin Xiaojie: Is it possible for him to stand up? ! 】

【Taoist Fengchen: Yan Shouyi is extremely talented, but unfortunately he is too young. If he had been given a few more years, today's results would not be like this...】

　[Horn: If he dies, I won’t be interested in the Folklore Research Society at all. 】

【Uncle Fan has a labor insurance: Hey, when will a real leader emerge from our folk sect? 】

The comments in the barrage were filled with sighs and worries about the future of folk sects.

Everyone finally waited for a person worthy of entrustment, but he died in the hands of the Red Flower Club.

God is jealous of talents!

Wu Jianchou, who was far away in Yuzhou, burst out laughing when he saw this scene in the live broadcast.

This is the result of going against the Red Flower Society!

He patted Chief Teng on the shoulder and said: "Clan Chief Teng, it seems that your ultimate Gu is temporarily useless!"

Xiong Tengya was relieved.

Jue Gu is very powerful, but Xiong Teng still doesn’t want to risk his own life. If Shi Kui can kill Yan Shouyi, that is the best result.

Wu Tianfeng was extremely happy at this time. Seeing Yan Shouyi's pitiful appearance, he laughed and mocked on the spot:

"What a bullshit descendant of Lu Ban, what a bullshit folklore research Yes, in front of our Red Flower Club, we are not just a bunch of rabble! What a pity, what a pity, you died in the second game and could not wait until I, Wu Tianfeng, came to power. I, Wu Tianfeng, will kill you like a dog, but there is no way to kill you. Opportunity!"

Everyone is dead, no matter how much Wu Tianfeng taunts him, the dead will not speak back, let alone come back from the dead to fight back.

So Wu Tianfeng directly vented all the resentment in his stomach.

At this time, a stone as big as a fist suddenly flew towards Wu Tianfeng.

Wu Tianfeng noticed it early, took it with his bare hands, crushed it into powder, and looked coldly towards the direction where the stone came from.

"Shut up!!!"

Long Feicheng's face turned livid, he pointed at Wu Tianfeng and shouted: "I'll kill you!!"

Wu Tianfeng asked: "Why don't you give priority to killing Shi Kui? He is the one who killed your president!"

"I can't beat him!" Long Feicheng is very self-aware.

Wu Tianfeng’s face suddenly darkened: “Do I look... easy to kill?”

“At least I look easy to kill!”

Long Feicheng directly pulled out the Weiwei Sword, as if he was going to fight Wu Tianfeng desperately.

The other elders of the Folklore Research Association, although they did not curse anyone, they also maintained their posture silently.

With Yan Shouyi dead, everything is meaningless.

Then go on a killing spree and let everyone in the Red Flower Club stay here!

This scene was all captured by the live broadcast camera.

Li Chongxi, who was far away in Chang'an, sighed silently at the camera.

“They all got together because of Yan Shouyi, and Yan Shouyi is their backbone.”

“Once Yan Shouyi dies, the folk sect will No matter how hard it is to unite."

"I am indeed right, only Yan Shouyi has the ability to unite everyone!!"