When the three kung fu anchors gathered around Yi Nu heard this, they couldn't help but become furious, and their faces turned livid without exception.
In any case, they are all big anchors with millions of fans, and they have some real skills.
But to be despised by a new anchor with only 200,000 or 300,000 fans is simply unreasonable.
But then I thought about it, wouldn't it be nice? Wouldn't it be beautiful if everyone worked together to cripple him?
Subconsciously, the three guys looked at Yi Nu, wondering how to fulfill the reward promised by the beautiful lady.
Wu was in his fifties for seven years, with a very stout figure. He wore steel-nailed wrist guards on his arms and wore a short-breasted dress, just like a boxer in the past.
Shamelessly asked: "Sister, the three of us defeated this fool, do you still mean what you said?"
Yi Nu bit her lower lip and simply gave up. She responded cheerfully, "Don't worry, I will keep my word. If you win, I will repay you."
The meaning behind the words is very obvious. Your efforts will not be in vain, and they will definitely be rewarded.
The three guys became more and more excited, looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and strode to the middle of the court to stand down.
Among them, Huang Hong, the invincible whirlwind leg, was wearing a blue robe with pigtails on the back. He elegantly lifted the hem of the robe and tucked it into the belt inside, ready to launch an attack.
Divine Fist Wu Lao Er is tall and powerful, dressed like Wu Song in movies and TV series, but he looks rough and ugly, and his fists are as big as sandbags and covered with calluses.
Ringing Soul Whip Wu Qi was carrying a long cowhide whip, ready to go, with a ferocious look on his face, looking at the opposite side, thinking maliciously that he must be beaten hard to let Yinu vent her anger.
He looked at the three of them, looking like wolves and tigers, with a fierce attitude, as if they wanted to eat people.
Yang Cuihua and Bai Xiaohui were anxious, with worried looks flashing in their eyes. They felt that Lu Fan was too trusting. Wouldn't it be better to deal with these guys one by one?
If you try to show off your ability to fight one against three, I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with!
Unfortunately, things have come to this, and we can only wait and see what happens.
Wu Qi yelled with a ferocious look on his face: "Fool, don't blame us for bullying the smaller ones. It was you who pretended to be a rivalry and insisted on us joining together."
Huang Hong snorted coldly: "If God wants to destroy him, he must first make him crazy. Daring madman, your retribution has come."
Wu Laoer raised his fist and threatened fiercely, "You stinking idiot, you dare to insult my sister Yi, I will punch you until you vomit blood."
Facing their clamor, Lu Fan looked calm, unmoved at all, and said in a deep voice: "It depends on how capable you are, so just come here."
"You want to die!"
Following Wu Qi's roar, it was like thunder, making everyone tremble and feel it was too scary.
There was only a snapping sound, and the whip whipped toward Lu Fan's head, like a poisonous snake, making people shudder.
Everyone saw it clearly and thought that the old guy's whip was really powerful. They had also seen in the live broadcast room that the other party used the whip to break bricks and tiles with great accuracy.
If Taoyuan Silly Brother were hit by a whip, his head would be bloody and miserable.
Lu Fan was completely unafraid, and he struck out as fast as lightning, grabbing the whip with his bare hands.
This move made the onlookers very surprised. Some guys cursed in their hearts, you are stupid, you dare to grab it with your hands. Did you know that Wu Qixiang Soul Whip is so powerful that it can tear the flesh on your hands.
However, to their surprise, Lu Fan not only grabbed the whip, but was unharmed, and sneered.
"What a soul-ringing whip, it's nothing but bullshit..."
Wu Qi flew into a rage, waved his arms violently, pulled him back hard, and said sternly: "Let me go."
Unexpectedly, Lu Fan jumped up and rushed towards him, and quickly kicked out with incredible speed.
"Bang bang bang..."
Five kicks in a row landed on Wu Qi's chest and shoulders, causing him to vomit blood and fall far away.
Such skill shocked everyone, and there was a burst of exclamations from around them, "Ah..."
Before Lu Fan could fall, Huang Hong rushed over and roared: "Look at my whirlwind legs!"
It was true that the kick was so fast that it was hard to see clearly, and it went straight to kick Lu Fan's various parts of the body, which was really difficult to deal with.
On the other side, Wu Laoer roared: "And my Fuhu Fist, so you can't eat it and walk around."
He also swooped over and punched Lu Fan, as if he had the strength to crack a monument or crack a stone.
When the two guys launched attacks from the left and right, Lu Fan was in a disadvantageous situation, but he did not panic at all. He spun around quickly and unexpectedly ran to the back, avoiding the attacks of the two men.
When he landed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed over like a wild horse, unstoppable.
The two guys didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, and they fully cooperated to attack, vowing to fight each other.
Unexpectedly, as Lu Fan came closer, his body shook violently and hit the two guys respectively, making a loud sound.
In an instant, Huang Hong and Wu Laoer felt severe pain emanating from half of their bodies, and they stepped away with grins on their faces.
Lu Fan's follow-up attack had already arrived. Huang Hong flew back in panic, but his speed was still a little slow. He was kicked in the hip and fell to the ground howling.
Wu Laoer hurriedly punched Lu Fan, but his arm was grabbed and kicked in the crook of his leg. He knelt on the ground in pain and his wrist was dislocated.
Witnessing Lu Fan defeat three guys, everyone was extremely shocked and thought, is this still a human being? He is clearly the reincarnation of the God of War!
The number of people in Lu Fan's live broadcast room reached 300,000. The fans were extremely excited and shouted slogans on the screen.
"The fool is mighty as the God of War!"
"Idiot Ares Haki!"
Since the three guys lost, they naturally followed the rules and knelt down as well. Each of them gave Lu Fan a gift of more than one million yuan.
The flag bearing their names was marked with a black cross and extended from the back, showing that Lu Fan's achievements were extraordinary, which was quite impressive.
During this period, the sound of horse hooves was heard on the hillside, and seven or eight horses were galloping all the way, with flags fluttering and names written on them.
"Uncle Liu Dagui!"
"Martial Saint Guan Eryu!"
"Ten thousand people are against Zhang Sanfei!"
In short, there are countless people who are sensationalists on the Internet. It is just a sentence to catch people's attention and gain everyone's attention.
These three guys are all dressed in ancient costumes, imitating the Taoyuan Three Brothers in ancient times, which can be regarded as fakes nowadays.
However, they are all good martial arts practitioners and should not be underestimated.
Now, in compliance with the girl's promise, the Taoyuan Three Heroes led their entourage and rode horses. They appeared as if they were filming a movie, which amazed everyone.
The three heroes drove their horses to the side of Yi Nu and said hello to the beautiful girl. They had a vague expectation in their hearts, preparing to defeat the silly brother of Taoyuan and gain Yi Nu's tenderness.
Lu Fan looked at the outfits of the three guys and couldn't help but burst into laughter. Damn, they also had big swords, a replica of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and a Zhangba Snake Spear, which looked pretty decent.