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Dong!
The fortified challenge arena was shocked, and a strong figure flew out upside down, fell to the ground, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the momentum quickly faded down. In a trembling voice, "I lost!"
The disciple of the five ghost sect turned his mouth and defeated a casual practitioner without any sense of achievement. He said, "there is no difficulty at all. Can you come to a powerful one?"
As soon as he said this, all the casual repairs on the stage frowned.
Who do you despise?
Zheng Feiyue waved. The medical team composed of Han Shizhong and Zhang Dingbian carried the fallen casual repair out of the field and fed a pill, which can be regarded as providing free medical services.
"I'll come!"
A tall casual practitioner couldn't stand the arrogance of a large number of disciples. His green light surged and floated to the challenge arena like a gust of wind. He held a long sword in his hand and said in a calm voice: "as long as you are defeated, Chixiao sword is mine."
"Ignorance!"
"Arrogance!"
The two fought together.
On the viewing platform, Zheng Feiyue and Lao Qi sat together and looked at the fight below. Although it was fierce, they could not raise any interest at their level.
"What do you think?"
Old seven suddenly asked, using a secret sound to the ear, and no one else could hear it.
"With the support of you and the magic weapon sect, even if you can't beat the evil god sect, you can shock them, let alone I have Wang Po!" Zheng Feiyue looked as usual.
Old seven frowned: "Wang Po must not appear, otherwise the people I brought will immediately turn against me, and you will die without a place to bury!"
He has just become the leader of the sect. Although he can command several brothers, if Zheng Feiyue really can't bear the strong pressure brought by the evil god sect and releases Wang Po, he will take the road to death.
How can Zheng Feiyue not know this truth?
He sighed slightly: "in fact, I didn't bring Wang Po at all, but the people of the evil god sect don't know that as long as I get enough assistance, they will be afraid of Wang Po."
"You're playing with fire."
"I can't help it. The evil god took me by surprise. My preparation is not enough, but I'm sure to get through the difficulties." Zheng Feiyue said slowly.
"Don't underestimate evil gods."
"Don't underestimate me."
Lao Qi couldn't help looking at Zheng Feiyue. At this time, the duel below changed unexpectedly. The disciple of the five ghost sect lost. The high monk who made the sword mastered a unique skill with great power, and unexpectedly won after the outbreak.
At the moment of winning and losing, the whole audience cheered.
Sanxiu was so angry that the seven sect disciples didn't look so good, especially the red ghost brothers of the five ghost sect.
First, Zheng Feiyue was shocked by his words. Now he lost all his face in the martial arts competition. I really should find someone to count on when I go out today.
Zheng Feiyue raised his chin.
The self propriety lady came forward, led the winner down the challenge arena, pointed her slender palm to the long table and said, "Dear brave, you have the right to choose a treasure."
Casual practice is like a dream.
At this moment, honor, dignity, wealth and beauty seemed to come to him in an instant. He was dizzy. Fortunately, there was still some concentration. He pointed to the sword and said, "I want Chixiao sword!"
"Of course, this is your booty."
The etiquette lady smiled and picked up the Chixiao sword. Instead of giving it to sanxiu immediately, she raised her hands and motioned to the audience on the viewing platform.
Roar!
Applause and screams are more intense.
Only one person had a black face all the way. Wang Xiaohua looked at her concubine walking around the stage coquettishly. It was less than a knife that cut everyone present.
Attention, everyone!
After Gao Shanxiu got his dream sword, he was told by the etiquette lady that he could continue to challenge or take treasure to challenge.
That's needless to say, pull!
He is not a fool either. Just because he beat a large number of disciples by surprise before doesn't mean he has good luck to beat the second one. He will stop when he sees the good and disappear when he gets into the crowd.
So here's the problem. Who's going to defend the challenge?
As soon as the red ghost of the five ghost gate was about to speak, he heard a tyrannical voice: "broken teeth, you go to the challenge, just win and don't lose, otherwise you will bring your head to see!"
"Yes! Little Lord!"
A disciple of the evil god sect swept onto the stage, pointed the long knife at the ground and said coldly, "who is not afraid of death? Just come forward and fight!"
The scattered practitioners looked dignified.
The people of evil god sect are very difficult to provoke because they have the strongest strength.
But money moved people's hearts. A casual repairman stood up. As soon as he stepped on the challenge arena, he saw the light of a blow to the face before he pulled out the knife. It was frightening to death.
Hiss!
The light of the knife passed through his body and was eliminated in the flesh and blood, and a fine blood line was shot from the back of his body.
There was silence.
In the next instant, the body of the casual practitioner turned into two halves. There was no flesh and bone in the wound, only a piece of thick blood.
Boom!
The sound of shock sounded from the observation platform.
"Malone is a famous expert, but he can't even stop a knife?"
"What a fast knife, I can't keep up!"
"The people of the evil god sect are really strong, and they come up with killing moves... Wang Xiaohua is not easy to provoke!"
The knife shocked the people on the viewing platform.
Everyone can see that Wang Xiaohua is in a bad mood. At this moment, he finally understands that this guy sent this disciple named "broken teeth" to play. It's not for treasures at all, but to kill people!
Not to mention casual cultivation, even the disciples of Dazhong sect were awed by the power of this sword.
The red ghost, who was ready to die in person before, now gave up the idea, but his face was very dignified. After a long time, he spit out four words: "flower! Blood! God! Knife!"
The old seven also opened his mouth. He seemed to be talking to himself and talking to Zheng Feiyue. He said faintly, "the flower blood magic knife is a famous and unique skill of evil gods. The people on the stage have such power before they have mastered one tenth of it."
Zheng Feiyue sighed, "it's really powerful."
When he was in the small world, Lien Chan used this move to beat other proud sons of the sect without fighting back, which is enough to prove his strength.
Just then, Nangong suddenly said:
"I heard that Wang Xiaohua has mastered the essence of this move. With his magic knife, even the Taoist friars who have just realized the Tao can't resist it."
She sat on the other side of Zheng Feiyue. Because she had some roots with the evil god father and son, she knew some inside information about Wang Xiaohua's strength. At the moment, she couldn't help saying it.
Zheng Feiyue sighed, "it's great."
Nangong frowned, but did not hide it, and said, "are you really stupid or pretending to be confused? You are just returning to the empty realm now. Unless you can understand the Tao immediately, you will die and end up worse than the corpse under the stage."
Zheng Feiyue looked at her and said, "do you care about me?"
I care about you!
Nangong really wanted to curse, but sitting next to the elders and disciples of the sect, he wanted to maintain his image, so he said faintly: "I can't talk about concern, but I don't understand the confidence of shopkeeper Zheng?"
Zheng Feiyue's explanation is hard core: "the man you like is not afraid of all enemies!"
"I'll fuck you!"
Nangong finally burst into foul language.
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Dong!
The fortified challenge arena was shocked, and a strong figure flew out upside down, fell to the ground, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the momentum quickly faded down. In a trembling voice, "I lost!"
The disciple of the five ghost sect turned his mouth and defeated a casual practitioner without any sense of achievement. He said, "there is no difficulty at all. Can you come to a powerful one?"
As soon as he said this, all the casual repairs on the stage frowned.
Who do you despise?
Zheng Feiyue waved. The medical team composed of Han Shizhong and Zhang Dingbian carried the fallen casual repair out of the field and fed a pill, which can be regarded as providing free medical services.
"I'll come!"
A tall casual practitioner couldn't stand the arrogance of a large number of disciples. His green light surged and floated to the challenge arena like a gust of wind. He held a long sword in his hand and said in a calm voice: "as long as you are defeated, Chixiao sword is mine."
"Ignorance!"
"Arrogance!"
The two fought together.
On the viewing platform, Zheng Feiyue and Lao Qi sat together and looked at the fight below. Although it was fierce, they could not raise any interest at their level.
"What do you think?"
Old seven suddenly asked, using a secret sound to the ear, and no one else could hear it.
"With the support of you and the magic weapon sect, even if you can't beat the evil god sect, you can shock them, let alone I have Wang Po!" Zheng Feiyue looked as usual.
Old seven frowned: "Wang Po must not appear, otherwise the people I brought will immediately turn against me, and you will die without a place to bury!"
He has just become the leader of the sect. Although he can command several brothers, if Zheng Feiyue really can't bear the strong pressure brought by the evil god sect and releases Wang Po, he will take the road to death.
How can Zheng Feiyue not know this truth?
He sighed slightly: "in fact, I didn't bring Wang Po at all, but the people of the evil god sect don't know that as long as I get enough assistance, they will be afraid of Wang Po."
"You're playing with fire."
"I can't help it. The evil god took me by surprise. My preparation is not enough, but I'm sure to get through the difficulties." Zheng Feiyue said slowly.
"Don't underestimate evil gods."
"Don't underestimate me."
Lao Qi couldn't help looking at Zheng Feiyue. At this time, the duel below changed unexpectedly. The disciple of the five ghost sect lost. The high monk who made the sword mastered a unique skill with great power, and unexpectedly won after the outbreak.
At the moment of winning and losing, the whole audience cheered.
Sanxiu was so angry that the seven sect disciples didn't look so good, especially the red ghost brothers of the five ghost sect.
First, Zheng Feiyue was shocked by his words. Now he lost all his face in the martial arts competition. I really should find someone to count on when I go out today.
Zheng Feiyue raised his chin.
The self propriety lady came forward, led the winner down the challenge arena, pointed her slender palm to the long table and said, "Dear brave, you have the right to choose a treasure."
Casual practice is like a dream.
At this moment, honor, dignity, wealth and beauty seemed to come to him in an instant. He was dizzy. Fortunately, there was still some concentration. He pointed to the sword and said, "I want Chixiao sword!"
"Of course, this is your booty."
The etiquette lady smiled and picked up the Chixiao sword. Instead of giving it to sanxiu immediately, she raised her hands and motioned to the audience on the viewing platform.
Roar!
Applause and screams are more intense.
Only one person had a black face all the way. Wang Xiaohua looked at her concubine walking around the stage coquettishly. It was less than a knife that cut everyone present.
Attention, everyone!
After Gao Shanxiu got his dream sword, he was told by the etiquette lady that he could continue to challenge or take treasure to challenge.
That's needless to say, pull!
He is not a fool either. Just because he beat a large number of disciples by surprise before doesn't mean he has good luck to beat the second one. He will stop when he sees the good and disappear when he gets into the crowd.
So here's the problem. Who's going to defend the challenge?
As soon as the red ghost of the five ghost gate was about to speak, he heard a tyrannical voice: "broken teeth, you go to the challenge, just win and don't lose, otherwise you will bring your head to see!"
"Yes! Little Lord!"
A disciple of the evil god sect swept onto the stage, pointed the long knife at the ground and said coldly, "who is not afraid of death? Just come forward and fight!"
The scattered practitioners looked dignified.
The people of evil god sect are very difficult to provoke because they have the strongest strength.
But money moved people's hearts. A casual repairman stood up. As soon as he stepped on the challenge arena, he saw the light of a blow to the face before he pulled out the knife. It was frightening to death.
Hiss!
The light of the knife passed through his body and was eliminated in the flesh and blood, and a fine blood line was shot from the back of his body.
There was silence.
In the next instant, the body of the casual practitioner turned into two halves. There was no flesh and bone in the wound, only a piece of thick blood.
Boom!
The sound of shock sounded from the observation platform.
"Malone is a famous expert, but he can't even stop a knife?"
"What a fast knife, I can't keep up!"
"The people of the evil god sect are really strong, and they come up with killing moves... Wang Xiaohua is not easy to provoke!"
The knife shocked the people on the viewing platform.
Everyone can see that Wang Xiaohua is in a bad mood. At this moment, he finally understands that this guy sent this disciple named "broken teeth" to play. It's not for treasures at all, but to kill people!
Not to mention casual cultivation, even the disciples of Dazhong sect were awed by the power of this sword.
The red ghost, who was ready to die in person before, now gave up the idea, but his face was very dignified. After a long time, he spit out four words: "flower! Blood! God! Knife!"
The old seven also opened his mouth. He seemed to be talking to himself and talking to Zheng Feiyue. He said faintly, "the flower blood magic knife is a famous and unique skill of evil gods. The people on the stage have such power before they have mastered one tenth of it."
Zheng Feiyue sighed, "it's really powerful."
When he was in the small world, Lien Chan used this move to beat other proud sons of the sect without fighting back, which is enough to prove his strength.
Just then, Nangong suddenly said:
"I heard that Wang Xiaohua has mastered the essence of this move. With his magic knife, even the Taoist friars who have just realized the Tao can't resist it."
She sat on the other side of Zheng Feiyue. Because she had some roots with the evil god father and son, she knew some inside information about Wang Xiaohua's strength. At the moment, she couldn't help saying it.
Zheng Feiyue sighed, "it's great."
Nangong frowned, but did not hide it, and said, "are you really stupid or pretending to be confused? You are just returning to the empty realm now. Unless you can understand the Tao immediately, you will die and end up worse than the corpse under the stage."
Zheng Feiyue looked at her and said, "do you care about me?"
I care about you!
Nangong really wanted to curse, but sitting next to the elders and disciples of the sect, he wanted to maintain his image, so he said faintly: "I can't talk about concern, but I don't understand the confidence of shopkeeper Zheng?"
Zheng Feiyue's explanation is hard core: "the man you like is not afraid of all enemies!"
"I'll fuck you!"
Nangong finally burst into foul language.
Dong!The fortified challenge arena was shocked, and a strong figure flew out upside down, fell to the ground, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the momentum quickly faded down. In a trembling voice, "I lost!"The disciple of the five ghost sect turned his mouth and defeated a casual practitioner without any sense of achievement. He said, "there is no difficulty at all. Can you come to a powerful one?"As soon as he said this, all the casual repairs on the stage frowned.Who do you despise?Zheng Feiyue waved. The medical team composed of Han Shizhong and Zhang Dingbian carried the fallen casual repair out of the field and fed a pill, which can be regarded as providing free medical services."I'll come!"A tall casual practitioner couldn't stand the arrogance of a large number of disciples. His green light surged and floated to the challenge arena like a gust of wind. He held a long sword in his hand and said in a calm voice: "as long as you are defeated, Chixiao sword is mine.""Ignorance!""Arrogance!"The two fought together.On the viewing platform, Zheng Feiyue and Lao Qi sat together and looked at the fight below. Although it was fierce, they could not raise any interest at their level."What do you think?"Old seven suddenly asked, using a secret sound to the ear, and no one else could hear it."With the support of you and the magic weapon sect, even if you can't beat the evil god sect, you can shock them, let alone I have Wang Po!" Zheng Feiyue looked as usual.Old seven frowned: "Wang Po must not appear, otherwise the people I brought will immediately turn against me, and you will die without a place to bury!"He has just become the leader of the sect. Although he can command several brothers, if Zheng Feiyue really can't bear the strong pressure brought by the evil god sect and releases Wang Po, he will take the road to death.How can Zheng Feiyue not know this truth?He sighed slightly: "in fact, I didn't bring Wang Po at all, but the people of the evil god sect don't know that as long as I get enough assistance, they will be afraid of Wang Po.""You're playing with fire.""I can't help it. The evil god took me by surprise. My preparation is not enough, but I'm sure to get through the difficulties." Zheng Feiyue said slowly."Don't underestimate evil gods.""Don't underestimate me."Lao Qi couldn't help looking at Zheng Feiyue. At this time, the duel below changed unexpectedly. The disciple of the five ghost sect lost. The high monk who made the sword mastered a unique skill with great power, and unexpectedly won after the outbreak.At the moment of winning and losing, the whole audience cheered.Sanxiu was so angry that the seven sect disciples didn't look so good, especially the red ghost brothers of the five ghost sect.First, Zheng Feiyue was shocked by his words. Now he lost all his face in the martial arts competition. I really should find someone to count on when I go out today.Zheng Feiyue raised his chin.The self propriety lady came forward, led the winner down the challenge arena, pointed her slender palm to the long table and said, "Dear brave, you have the right to choose a treasure."Casual practice is like a dream.At this moment, honor, dignity, wealth and beauty seemed to come to him in an instant. He was dizzy. Fortunately, there was still some concentration. He pointed to the sword and said, "I want Chixiao sword!""Of course, this is your booty."The etiquette lady smiled and picked up the Chixiao sword. Instead of giving it to sanxiu immediately, she raised her hands and motioned to the audience on the viewing platform.Roar!Applause and screams are more intense.Only one person had a black face all the way. Wang Xiaohua looked at her concubine walking around the stage coquettishly. It was less than a knife that cut everyone present.Attention, everyone!After Gao Shanxiu got his dream sword, he was told by the etiquette lady that he could continue to challenge or take treasure to challenge.That's needless to say, pull!He is not a fool either. Just because he beat a large number of disciples by surprise before doesn't mean he has good luck to beat the second one. He will stop when he sees the good and disappear when he gets into the crowd.So here's the problem. Who's going to defend the challenge?As soon as the red ghost of the five ghost gate was about to speak, he heard a tyrannical voice: "broken teeth, you go to the challenge, just win and don't lose, otherwise you will bring your head to see!""Yes! Little Lord!"A disciple of the evil god sect swept onto the stage, pointed the long knife at the ground and said coldly, "who is not afraid of death? Just come forward and fight!"The scattered practitioners looked dignified.The people of evil god sect are very difficult to provoke because they have the strongest strength.But money moved people's hearts. A casual repairman stood up. As soon as he stepped on the challenge arena, he saw the light of a blow to the face before he pulled out the knife. It was frightening to death.Hiss!The light of the knife passed through his body and was eliminated in the flesh and blood, and a fine blood line was shot from the back of his body.There was silence.In the next instant, the body of the casual practitioner turned into two halves. There was no flesh and bone in the wound, only a piece of thick blood.Boom!The sound of shock sounded from the observation platform."Malone is a famous expert, but he can't even stop a knife?""What a fast knife, I can't keep up!""The people of the evil god sect are really strong, and they come up with killing moves... Wang Xiaohua is not easy to provoke!"The knife shocked the people on the viewing platform.Everyone can see that Wang Xiaohua is in a bad mood. At this moment, he finally understands that this guy sent this disciple named "broken teeth" to play. It's not for treasures at all, but to kill people!Not to mention casual cultivation, even the disciples of Dazhong sect were awed by the power of this sword.The red ghost, who was ready to die in person before, now gave up the idea, but his face was very dignified. After a long time, he spit out four words: "flower! Blood! God! Knife!"The old seven also opened his mouth. He seemed to be talking to himself and talking to Zheng Feiyue. He said faintly, "the flower blood magic knife is a famous and unique skill of evil gods. The people on the stage have such power before they have mastered one tenth of it."Zheng Feiyue sighed, "it's really powerful."When he was in the small world, Lien Chan used this move to beat other proud sons of the sect without fighting back, which is enough to prove his strength.Just then, Nangong suddenly said:"I heard that Wang Xiaohua has mastered the essence of this move. With his magic knife, even the Taoist friars who have just realized the Tao can't resist it."She sat on the other side of Zheng Feiyue. Because she had some roots with the evil god father and son, she knew some inside information about Wang Xiaohua's strength. At the moment, she couldn't help saying it.Zheng Feiyue sighed, "it's great."Nangong frowned, but did not hide it, and said, "are you really stupid or pretending to be confused? You are just returning to the empty realm now. Unless you can understand the Tao immediately, you will die and end up worse than the corpse under the stage."Zheng Feiyue looked at her and said, "do you care about me?"I care about you!Nangong really wanted to curse, but sitting next to the elders and disciples of the sect, he wanted to maintain his image, so he said faintly: "I can't talk about concern, but I don't understand the confidence of shopkeeper Zheng?"Zheng Feiyue's explanation is hard core: "the man you like is not afraid of all enemies!""I'll fuck you!"Nangong finally burst into foul language.
