My Master is Lin Zhengying

At this time, the two streams of profound energy were released, turning into ripples of stellar energy, constantly oscillating around.

The surrounding Dragon and Tiger Hall personnel were forced to retreat one after another.

The war is about to start.

Who wins and who loses is only in an instant...

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Nan Chen and Long Buao are the best of the younger generation.

Among the younger generation, their cultivation bases are all at the top.

The battle between the two was on the verge of breaking out, and the fierce gangster energy continued to surge out in all directions.

This makes those ordinary people who have no morals feel extremely depressed.

Even, there is a feeling that I can't breathe.

And the entrance of the main hall above the square.

Nine-fingered nun stood with a gray-clothed Zen master.

The two also witnessed the duel between Nan Chen and Long Buao.

On the eve of their attack, Nine Fingers God Ni suddenly said:

"Oh, Brother Nine, why is this apprentice so impulsive, his cultivation level is a big gap, how can he still stand out!"

But as soon as the words fell, Zen Master Hui Yi said lightly:

"Junior Sister, an ordinary Huang rank peak, that can have such a sense of oppression.

This junior, it's not that simple! "

"Oh?"

Nine Fingers God Ni could not help squinting his eyes.

On the square, Nan Chen and Long Buao had already made their move.

In the blink of an eye, the two were within two meters of each other.

Long Buao suddenly roared:

"Boy, go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, profound energy erupted.

Xuanjie's first breath was exerted to the extreme.

At the same time, he punched Nan Chen in the face.

If he was hit, Nan Chen would suffer a concussion even if he did not die.

Long Bufan looked proud, he knew very well what his elder brother was doing.

Everyone in Longhutang was also ready to raise their arms and cheer.

From their point of view, as long as their eldest son takes action, there is nothing that cannot be dealt with.

On the other side, Shangguan Ronghui became nervous, she didn't want Nan Chen to have something to do.

Already ready to shoot at any time.

Nine Fingers God Nun, also didn't want Brother Nine's apprentice to be injured by a wicked young man right in front of his eyes.

The fingers on the left also formed sword fingers.

Also ready to shoot at any time.

Only the gray-clothed Zen master next to him smiled lightly and shook his head slightly.

It seemed that she had seen everything thoroughly.

But Qingqing, Qiusheng Wencai and others who were bound were extremely relaxed.

Feel funny.

What is the first grade of Xuanjie?

This kind of vegetable dog is also worthy of fighting with his junior brother?

Isn't this just asking for trouble and asking for a dead end?

Everyone present had different expressions.

But most of them stared at the two nervously with their eyes wide open.

And Nan Chen, who was facing Long Buao, suddenly raised his hand at this moment and clenched his fist.

Facing Long Buao's fist, he also punched it.

Seeing this, Long Buao wanted to laugh on the spot.

Are you kidding me?