Grabbing a Hottie to be My Wife

With that, Cang Songzi retreated from the stage, and then stepped on the stage, which was Ouyang Jie with a surly face.

Drowned in the sea of people, Yang Chen looks at the elder of xuexizong's law enforcement in the past. He sighs in his heart, hoping that the referee will not be him when he comes.

"One, twelve, come on stage!" Ouyang Jie gave a cold drink, and then a young man dressed in blood, with only a slit in his eyes, flew onto the stage, bowing to Ouyang Jie respectfully.

Ouyang Jie's face rarely showed a smile, and then a strong man with YanXu appeared on the stage. It didn't mean anything. He directly stared at the young man opposite, looking on guard.

The first battle started. Finally, Ouyang Jie announced the promotion of the strong man with a gloomy face.

"World War II, Xinhai, wupeng!"

A emaciated young man in purple came to the stage with loose robes. He was obviously bigger than one size. As soon as he came out, the disciples of Ling yunzong cheered.

"Lingyunzong, wupeng!"

"Danxizong, Xinhai!" On the high stage, Xin Hai, a disciple of Ku Mu Dan master, was wearing a black robe with a hood on his head. He was wrapped in the black robe and could not see the specific appearance.

"Wuwu..."

* two people just introduced, then Ling Yunzong's black Peng suddenly threw purple robes, directly rolling the spirit of nine layers of condensate, wrapping a circle of black circles around its arms, and even though there were ten insects flying from their sleeves, they rushed straight to Xin Hai.

It seems that there is an endless space in the broad robe of Na wupeng. Countless poisonous insects gush out and spread a thick layer on the whole platform in an instant.

Under the stage, many nuns who saw such a scene for the first time couldn't hide their faces, but they saw Xin Haihai standing there without expression, letting all kinds of poisonous insects crawl on him.

"If you only know this kind of low-level insect defense, then you will give up." Xinhai dry words suddenly sounded, without a trace of emotion.

Da Hai, the disciple of lingyunzong, made more efforts to control the poisonous insects, but the whole person stepped back several steps to the edge of the platform.

"Hiss!"

But then, Xin Hai's right hand stood up, holding a black pill at his fingertips, and threw it on the high platform. In the blink of an eye, the dense tide of insects turned into green water in the thick smoke.

"Poison pill!" Yang Chen is familiar with the recipe of alchemy. Every herb and pill is remembered in his mind. The pill that just passed away is definitely a poison pill. If you think about it again, you will be relieved.

Purple Youth looks pale and slowly down the platform. His most dependent tactics are restrained by the other side, and then continue to fight, which is also a * * increase of insect casualties. He can not afford to waste those insects that are not easy to breed.

"In this battle, Danxi Zong Xinhai won!"

After the beautiful woman judge on stage announced the result, danxiu of danxizong immediately cheered.

By the time Song Jian of danxizong came out, the meeting had been going on for three or four hours. In this round of competition, danxizong had lost six people, only Xin Hai was promoted, and Song Jian and Yang Chen had not participated.

On the main hall, Dan Yangzi was insinuated by other high-level members of the sect. Rao Shi had been prepared for this, but he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and silent.

"Danyangzi, when did Yang Chen worship you?" On the side, Ouyang Jie said hello. He had a vague impression of the name. He remembered the anger of the previous leader and connected the person with the same name in his heart.

"No comment!" Danyangzi is not happy, which has the mood to reply him.

……

On Yang Chen's side, during this period, he declined in the last few matches of the competition, and he wanted to absorb the experience of these people.

With the assessment in mind, Yang Chen can't help but feel relieved. All of them feel that it's not difficult to get into 20 by his means.

Danyangzi, you can prepare the spirit stone and wait for me to get it back.

It's about Danxi sect. Because there are too many people who have lost the battle, most of the disciples are in a bad mood. Even Song Jian's cheers when he came to power are just a few calls.

Yang Chen's mood, but suddenly nervous, canthus continuous twitch several times, eyes staring at the changes in the field.

"I'm the fool of flame sect!" At the moment, standing on the high platform and Song Jian opposition, is Yang Chen's good friend, big silly.

In addition to yanyanzong, other people, except Yang Chen, all looked at the stage like a joke.

"I'm not wrong. This stupid man is just the cultivation of three layers of condensate gas. How can he participate in this competition? Do you think the elders of flame sect are stupid?" In the field, Da silly scratched his head and walked towards Song Jian with a friendly face, stretching out his broad hand.

Song Jian only felt a strong wind whistling, and when it was dark, he stirred up his whole body's spiritual power. In an instant, his whole body circled the green arc and made a Zizi sound. He just wanted to use his means, but suddenly he had a good rest.

"Hello, nice to meet you!" In a hurry, the words of big fool suddenly made everyone laugh.

Sure enough, even if the immortal, also can't get rid of that a fool.

Yang Chen had no choice but to shake his head. At the beginning, he valued it as a friend just because he was so honest.“……” Song Jian was embarrassed and didn't know how to respond, so he had to glance helplessly at the referee in the air.

"This battle, begin!"

After the announcement, Song Jian's body began to move. As soon as he lifted his right hand, he pointed to the sky. All of a sudden, it was the small area of the high platform. A layer of black cloud shrouded in the area of three Zhang around Song Jian. In the twinkling of an eye, he kept rolling and showed great power.

At the bottom of the table were ten seeded contestants who watched the competition from a distance. At this moment, both men and women were pale.

This guy is really in charge of orthodox thunder.

"Taiyi Mulei, blow it up for me!" After a violent drink, Song Jian takes a deep breath, points to the void, and roars out the blue thunder with the thickness of buckets, and roars at the big fool who seems to be staring at the other side.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

All the roars fell on the iron tower like body. Even the people at the bottom also jumped in their hearts. They all seemed to smell the smell of burning. More than that, Yang Chen was staring at the moment. If there were no judges watching, he would rush to the high stage.

"Ha ha, big brother, where did you buy firecrackers? Let me know." When the smoke is gone, Song Jian's voice is so stupid that everyone, including Yang Chen, is also so stupid. Even the judges and elders are lost.

"This guy's body is so strong!"

"You Stunned, Song Jian's mouth showed a wry smile. Although he was not in the strongest hurry just now, he was greatly hit by the other party's safe appearance.

"I, will not give up, my goal, is the top ten."