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On such a big eighteen square, all the disciples of each hall sighed and did not dare to shout. For a moment, the atmosphere on the time square was suppressed to the top, and the disciples of the painting array hall and the kitchen hall were as pale as ashes.
"Teng!" The head of the dining room, Tiantang, suddenly got up and left with the still unconscious Hoff in his arms. In the eyes of outsiders, the kitchen director paradise is really angry this time, but only traceless understand Nintendo's mood at the moment, I'm afraid it can't wait to treat Hoff.
"Keke, the battle between Huazhen hall and kitchen hall is a draw, and the battle between each hall continues!" After Qiu Yunsong, the leader of the steward's hall, dropped such a sentence, he slowly returned to the square of the steward's hall.
"Whoosh!" As soon as the words of Lord Qiu fell, a figure in the team of carved Fu hall flew to the battle platform. He was tall and slender, with a very white and elegant appearance. Ten slender fingers gently droop, the position of the tip of the finger is still faintly flashing strange Xuanli gas. Then, the young man smiles slightly, stands on the platform and looks around. Finally, he sets his eyes on the front of the kitchen hall and says coldly: "Wu Ji, the chief disciple of the carving Fu hall, challenges all the disciples of the kitchen hall..."
"Boom!" I was surprised when I said this. All the disciples of each hall were stunned at the same time, and they all cast sympathetic eyes towards the square array of the kitchen hall.
Inside the entrance of the kitchen, the disciples and dozens of elders sitting in the hall all looked very ugly and felt a sense of shame.
"Hum, I'm going to quit this battle. If anyone dares to insult us again, I'll go on the stage and ask for advice myself! " A cold hum came from the kitchen square. An elder with white hair on his temples in Huofang hall angrily drops his eyes on the front of the carved Fu hall team, a group of elders and the hall leader.
However, the leader of Kefu hall and a group of elders around him seem to have nothing to do with them. All of them were smiling, ignoring the cruel words from the elder of the kitchen hall.
"Ha ha, traceless boy, this guy is a bit too deceiving! Didn't you just say you wanted to protect the kitchen? Now it's your turn to keep your promise! " The voice of demon zunhuoxiao is rough and loud, which resounds in traceless mind.
"Well, it seems that they want to put pressure on me with the goal of suppressing the kitchen." Wu Ji, a young man on the stage, sighed without trace and was very upset. Immediately, no trace body slightly move, will separate the crowd step forward.
"Brother Wu Chen, this is just the beginning. The protagonists are the last to appear. What's your hurry with us! " A sound, quietly fell into the ear without trace. Then, I saw a figure floating out of the air, and flew into the battle platform before no trace appeared.
"Zifeng of puppet hall, challenge all disciples of carve Fu hall!" Today, Zifeng, dressed in purple clothes and standing on the platform, is very proud. He ignores Wu Ji, a disciple of the engraved Fu hall on the platform. Instead, he looks around the 18th square and doesn't care about Wu Ji.
"Hey, brother Zifeng, come on
"Ha ha, elder martial brother Zifeng, let them have a taste of our puppet hall!"
"Roar, elder martial brother Zifeng, good job!"
With shouts and cheers, Qi Qi, one of the puppet Hall's disciples, began to shout. Not only the puppet Hall's disciples, but also all the disciples of the Zayi hall joined in. Even the long repressed disciples of the kitchen hall finally found a reason to vent. They waved their fists and long mouths and yelled at the maple on the platform.
For a moment, the cries and cheers on the 18th square were heard all over the place, and the atmosphere on the square was ignited to the top.
"Brother Wu Ji, come on
"Brother Wu Ji, kill them!"
"Elder martial brother Wu Ji, take revenge for me
On the other side, the whole disciples of carve Fu hall, as well as a group of disciples of Huachen hall, are all united in the United Front. They are not willing to be outdone. They cheer up Wu Ji on the stage.
"Damn, Zifeng dares to take the limelight of me!" No trace stands in the square array of the miscellaneous service hall and smiles calmly. Looking at the Purple Maple dressed in purple on the stage, a warm current can't help but spring up in his heart.
"Suddenly A cold wind suddenly blew from the platform. Wu Ji on the stage did not have a word with Zifeng, and his whole body moved without warning.
With Wu Ji's figure moving quietly, Wu Ji's fingers flashed together. Ten runes, which contain all kinds of Xuanli Qi, fly out of thin air.
Ten pieces of runes engraved with various attributes of Xuanli Qi were created in a flash. And floating seems to move extremely slowly, but also in the blink of an eye, it came to Zifeng around.
The terrible runes detonated in the air at the same time, and the fury of Xuanli was like a whirlwind. In an instant, the Purple Maple in the field was engulfed in the smoke.Boom, boom
The sound of terror and turbulence kept on hearing one after another, which made all the disciples in the hall tremble. A group of disciples in the mouth of the puppet hall immediately raised their heart to their throat. No one thought that Wu Ji's move was a killing move.
The sound of terror is still going on. At this time, the five elements of thunder and lightning, fire, gold, wood and earth gather together on the whole platform. Not only that, but also there are three kinds of mysterious forces, namely fog, wind, rain and so on.
With one hand, the ten runes are scattered. With one hand, ten kinds of Xuanli Qi propagate. It can be seen that Wu Ji, the chief disciple of carve Fu hall, is qualified enough to enter the ranks of demons and geniuses.
Even Wu Ji, who was watching the battle under the stage, was shocked unconsciously when he looked at the Xuanli power released by Wu Ji's hand.
As for whether Zifeng can fight Wu Ji or not, it's impossible to calibrate this point. After all, traceless has never seen Zifeng hand, but with the feeling traceless always think that he can't touch Zifeng.
Therefore, even if Zifeng is defeated by Wu Ji, Wuchen doesn't think it will be defeated so easily.
No trace holding the shoulder, staring at the platform, this fight just a beginning, let no trace instantly raised interest.
Around the 18th square, all the disciples, the elders, and the leaders of each family were all absorbed in the square array. All the excited and expectant people gathered their eyes on the surging battle platform< br>
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On such a big eighteen square, all the disciples of each hall sighed and did not dare to shout. For a moment, the atmosphere on the time square was suppressed to the top, and the disciples of the painting array hall and the kitchen hall were as pale as ashes.
"Teng!" The head of the dining room, Tiantang, suddenly got up and left with the still unconscious Hoff in his arms. In the eyes of outsiders, the kitchen director paradise is really angry this time, but only traceless understand Nintendo's mood at the moment, I'm afraid it can't wait to treat Hoff.
"Keke, the battle between Huazhen hall and kitchen hall is a draw, and the battle between each hall continues!" After Qiu Yunsong, the leader of the steward's hall, dropped such a sentence, he slowly returned to the square of the steward's hall.
"Whoosh!" As soon as the words of Lord Qiu fell, a figure in the team of carved Fu hall flew to the battle platform. He was tall and slender, with a very white and elegant appearance. Ten slender fingers gently droop, the position of the tip of the finger is still faintly flashing strange Xuanli gas. Then, the young man smiles slightly, stands on the platform and looks around. Finally, he sets his eyes on the front of the kitchen hall and says coldly: "Wu Ji, the chief disciple of the carving Fu hall, challenges all the disciples of the kitchen hall..."
"Boom!" I was surprised when I said this. All the disciples of each hall were stunned at the same time, and they all cast sympathetic eyes towards the square array of the kitchen hall.
Inside the entrance of the kitchen, the disciples and dozens of elders sitting in the hall all looked very ugly and felt a sense of shame.
"Hum, I'm going to quit this battle. If anyone dares to insult us again, I'll go on the stage and ask for advice myself! " A cold hum came from the kitchen square. An elder with white hair on his temples in Huofang hall angrily drops his eyes on the front of the carved Fu hall team, a group of elders and the hall leader.
However, the leader of Kefu hall and a group of elders around him seem to have nothing to do with them. All of them were smiling, ignoring the cruel words from the elder of the kitchen hall.
"Ha ha, traceless boy, this guy is a bit too deceiving! Didn't you just say you wanted to protect the kitchen? Now it's your turn to keep your promise! " The voice of demon zunhuoxiao is rough and loud, which resounds in traceless mind.
"Well, it seems that they want to put pressure on me with the goal of suppressing the kitchen." Wu Ji, a young man on the stage, sighed without trace and was very upset. Immediately, no trace body slightly move, will separate the crowd step forward.
"Brother Wu Chen, this is just the beginning. The protagonists are the last to appear. What's your hurry with us! " A sound, quietly fell into the ear without trace. Then, I saw a figure floating out of the air, and flew into the battle platform before no trace appeared.
"Zifeng of puppet hall, challenge all disciples of carve Fu hall!" Today, Zifeng, dressed in purple clothes and standing on the platform, is very proud. He ignores Wu Ji, a disciple of the engraved Fu hall on the platform. Instead, he looks around the 18th square and doesn't care about Wu Ji.
"Hey, brother Zifeng, come on
"Ha ha, elder martial brother Zifeng, let them have a taste of our puppet hall!"
"Roar, elder martial brother Zifeng, good job!"
With shouts and cheers, Qi Qi, one of the puppet Hall's disciples, began to shout. Not only the puppet Hall's disciples, but also all the disciples of the Zayi hall joined in. Even the long repressed disciples of the kitchen hall finally found a reason to vent. They waved their fists and long mouths and yelled at the maple on the platform.
For a moment, the cries and cheers on the 18th square were heard all over the place, and the atmosphere on the square was ignited to the top.
"Brother Wu Ji, come on
"Brother Wu Ji, kill them!"
"Elder martial brother Wu Ji, take revenge for me
On the other side, the whole disciples of carve Fu hall, as well as a group of disciples of Huachen hall, are all united in the United Front. They are not willing to be outdone. They cheer up Wu Ji on the stage.
"Damn, Zifeng dares to take the limelight of me!" No trace stands in the square array of the miscellaneous service hall and smiles calmly. Looking at the Purple Maple dressed in purple on the stage, a warm current can't help but spring up in his heart.
"Suddenly A cold wind suddenly blew from the platform. Wu Ji on the stage did not have a word with Zifeng, and his whole body moved without warning.
With Wu Ji's figure moving quietly, Wu Ji's fingers flashed together. Ten runes, which contain all kinds of Xuanli Qi, fly out of thin air.
Ten pieces of runes engraved with various attributes of Xuanli Qi were created in a flash. And floating seems to move extremely slowly, but also in the blink of an eye, it came to Zifeng around.
The terrible runes detonated in the air at the same time, and the fury of Xuanli was like a whirlwind. In an instant, the Purple Maple in the field was engulfed in the smoke.Boom, boom
The sound of terror and turbulence kept on hearing one after another, which made all the disciples in the hall tremble. A group of disciples in the mouth of the puppet hall immediately raised their heart to their throat. No one thought that Wu Ji's move was a killing move.
The sound of terror is still going on. At this time, the five elements of thunder and lightning, fire, gold, wood and earth gather together on the whole platform. Not only that, but also there are three kinds of mysterious forces, namely fog, wind, rain and so on.
With one hand, the ten runes are scattered. With one hand, ten kinds of Xuanli Qi propagate. It can be seen that Wu Ji, the chief disciple of carve Fu hall, is qualified enough to enter the ranks of demons and geniuses.
Even Wu Ji, who was watching the battle under the stage, was shocked unconsciously when he looked at the Xuanli power released by Wu Ji's hand.
As for whether Zifeng can fight Wu Ji or not, it's impossible to calibrate this point. After all, traceless has never seen Zifeng hand, but with the feeling traceless always think that he can't touch Zifeng.
Therefore, even if Zifeng is defeated by Wu Ji, Wuchen doesn't think it will be defeated so easily.
No trace holding the shoulder, staring at the platform, this fight just a beginning, let no trace instantly raised interest.
Around the 18th square, all the disciples, the elders, and the leaders of each family were all absorbed in the square array. All the excited and expectant people gathered their eyes on the surging battle platform< br>
On such a big eighteen square, all the disciples of each hall sighed and did not dare to shout. For a moment, the atmosphere on the time square was suppressed to the top, and the disciples of the painting array hall and the kitchen hall were as pale as ashes. "Teng!" The head of the dining room, Tiantang, suddenly got up and left with the still unconscious Hoff in his arms. In the eyes of outsiders, the kitchen director paradise is really angry this time, but only traceless understand Nintendo's mood at the moment, I'm afraid it can't wait to treat Hoff. "Keke, the battle between Huazhen hall and kitchen hall is a draw, and the battle between each hall continues!" After Qiu Yunsong, the leader of the steward's hall, dropped such a sentence, he slowly returned to the square of the steward's hall. "Whoosh!" As soon as the words of Lord Qiu fell, a figure in the team of carved Fu hall flew to the battle platform. He was tall and slender, with a very white and elegant appearance. Ten slender fingers gently droop, the position of the tip of the finger is still faintly flashing strange Xuanli gas. Then, the young man smiles slightly, stands on the platform and looks around. Finally, he sets his eyes on the front of the kitchen hall and says coldly: "Wu Ji, the chief disciple of the carving Fu hall, challenges all the disciples of the kitchen hall..." "Boom!" I was surprised when I said this. All the disciples of each hall were stunned at the same time, and they all cast sympathetic eyes towards the square array of the kitchen hall. Inside the entrance of the kitchen, the disciples and dozens of elders sitting in the hall all looked very ugly and felt a sense of shame. "Hum, I'm going to quit this battle. If anyone dares to insult us again, I'll go on the stage and ask for advice myself! " A cold hum came from the kitchen square. An elder with white hair on his temples in Huofang hall angrily drops his eyes on the front of the carved Fu hall team, a group of elders and the hall leader. However, the leader of Kefu hall and a group of elders around him seem to have nothing to do with them. All of them were smiling, ignoring the cruel words from the elder of the kitchen hall. "Ha ha, traceless boy, this guy is a bit too deceiving! Didn't you just say you wanted to protect the kitchen? Now it's your turn to keep your promise! " The voice of demon zunhuoxiao is rough and loud, which resounds in traceless mind. "Well, it seems that they want to put pressure on me with the goal of suppressing the kitchen." Wu Ji, a young man on the stage, sighed without trace and was very upset. Immediately, no trace body slightly move, will separate the crowd step forward. "Brother Wu Chen, this is just the beginning. The protagonists are the last to appear. What's your hurry with us! " A sound, quietly fell into the ear without trace. Then, I saw a figure floating out of the air, and flew into the battle platform before no trace appeared. "Zifeng of puppet hall, challenge all disciples of carve Fu hall!" Today, Zifeng, dressed in purple clothes and standing on the platform, is very proud. He ignores Wu Ji, a disciple of the engraved Fu hall on the platform. Instead, he looks around the 18th square and doesn't care about Wu Ji. "Hey, brother Zifeng, come on "Ha ha, elder martial brother Zifeng, let them have a taste of our puppet hall!" "Roar, elder martial brother Zifeng, good job!" With shouts and cheers, Qi Qi, one of the puppet Hall's disciples, began to shout. Not only the puppet Hall's disciples, but also all the disciples of the Zayi hall joined in. Even the long repressed disciples of the kitchen hall finally found a reason to vent. They waved their fists and long mouths and yelled at the maple on the platform. For a moment, the cries and cheers on the 18th square were heard all over the place, and the atmosphere on the square was ignited to the top. "Brother Wu Ji, come on "Brother Wu Ji, kill them!" "Elder martial brother Wu Ji, take revenge for me On the other side, the whole disciples of carve Fu hall, as well as a group of disciples of Huachen hall, are all united in the United Front. They are not willing to be outdone. They cheer up Wu Ji on the stage. "Damn, Zifeng dares to take the limelight of me!" No trace stands in the square array of the miscellaneous service hall and smiles calmly. Looking at the Purple Maple dressed in purple on the stage, a warm current can't help but spring up in his heart. "Suddenly A cold wind suddenly blew from the platform. Wu Ji on the stage did not have a word with Zifeng, and his whole body moved without warning. With Wu Ji's figure moving quietly, Wu Ji's fingers flashed together. Ten runes, which contain all kinds of Xuanli Qi, fly out of thin air. Ten pieces of runes engraved with various attributes of Xuanli Qi were created in a flash. And floating seems to move extremely slowly, but also in the blink of an eye, it came to Zifeng around. The terrible runes detonated in the air at the same time, and the fury of Xuanli was like a whirlwind. In an instant, the Purple Maple in the field was engulfed in the smoke.Boom, boom The sound of terror and turbulence kept on hearing one after another, which made all the disciples in the hall tremble. A group of disciples in the mouth of the puppet hall immediately raised their heart to their throat. No one thought that Wu Ji's move was a killing move. The sound of terror is still going on. At this time, the five elements of thunder and lightning, fire, gold, wood and earth gather together on the whole platform. Not only that, but also there are three kinds of mysterious forces, namely fog, wind, rain and so on. With one hand, the ten runes are scattered. With one hand, ten kinds of Xuanli Qi propagate. It can be seen that Wu Ji, the chief disciple of carve Fu hall, is qualified enough to enter the ranks of demons and geniuses. Even Wu Ji, who was watching the battle under the stage, was shocked unconsciously when he looked at the Xuanli power released by Wu Ji's hand. As for whether Zifeng can fight Wu Ji or not, it's impossible to calibrate this point. After all, traceless has never seen Zifeng hand, but with the feeling traceless always think that he can't touch Zifeng. Therefore, even if Zifeng is defeated by Wu Ji, Wuchen doesn't think it will be defeated so easily. No trace holding the shoulder, staring at the platform, this fight just a beginning, let no trace instantly raised interest. Around the 18th square, all the disciples, the elders, and the leaders of each family were all absorbed in the square array. All the excited and expectant people gathered their eyes on the surging battle platform br
