Shura God Emperor

I saw Dong Hua and his party arrived.

"Brother Dong!"

The three young men saw Dong Hua and they arrived, as if they had seen a savior.

The arrival of Dong Hua made them let the Buddha see a savior, but in Li Xing's view, they didn't care at all.

"Haha, is there really no one at the Xiaoyao Gate? Even the people guarding the teleportation array are here. I really feel sad for Xiaoyao Gate!" Li Xing said disdainfully.

A disciple of the Fengshimen said with a smile: "How do you say that sentence? How long does it take to be romantic?

"Haha!"

The windshield disciple at the venue laughed again.

In any place, the rule of survival of the fittest is flattered, even here in the Juling Tower.

Strength is king, and the power of fists is everything.

Xiaoyaomen, a sect that fell from heaven to hell, of course became the object of their verbal criticism.

The faces of Dong Hua and others were flushed.

There are not many Xiaoyao Sect disciples on the Ju Ling Pagoda itself, and this Zongwu Hall is a virtual existence.

Although the Xiaoyao Sect has fallen, but other sects in the past will not be as good as they have recently, and at best they laughed.

But now they are too much, which makes Dong Hua intolerable.

"Li Xing, everyone is a member of the Seven Sects. We have never had any disputes with you. Why do we play so hard!!" Dong Hua asked angrily.

"They are all from the Seven Sects?" Li Xing raised his brow, and then he said coldly, "Are you also worthy of the Xiaoyao Sect now!"

"When you are on stage, you should decide your life and death. What are you talking about? With your soft temperament like Xiaoyaomen, it is no wonder that you will decline. A bunch of trash also makes sense with us. Whoever has a fist makes sense!"

"You..." Dong Hua's expression flushed red, including his disciples glaringly.

In the competitions, almost always point to the end, and the situation of hurting people like this rarely occurs, especially when they play hard like Li Xing and they also humiliate.

The people around looked at the reaction of Dong Hua and his party, and some of the children of Huan Yuezong shook their heads.

"Hey, Xiaoyaomen is really too soft, and you won't fight back if you are so humiliated."

"No way, if it was before, this is the place where Xiaoyaomen was praised. I heard that it is the temperament of the practice, but now..."

Now, this kind of daring to be angry but not speaking is a kind of weakness.

"Hahaha! Have you seen it, Xiaoyaomen is like this bear, how are you confident about Xiaoyaomen? Don't you take it out?" Li Xing became even more humiliated.

Li Xing and Dong Hua are both in the late stage of the real pill realm. Dong Hua is only one step away from breaking through to the real pill realm. However, facing Li Xing who is weaker than his own strength, Dong Hua does Still not very tough.

This is the sorrow of Xiaoyaomen. Of course, from a certain perspective, this is also the characteristic of Xiaoyaomen's observance of self-cultivation and peace.

"Why? Not convinced? How about we go on stage to fight, how? You won, I just won 20 spirit crystals back to you, if you lose, you have to admit that you are a bully, these 20 Lingjing, I will give it back to you! How?"

As soon as these words came out, Dong Hua and others' faces were moved, but the disciples of other beauties who were onlookers watched this scene with a smile.

You know, every spiritual crystal is very precious, which can be cultivated in the Spirit Gathering Tower for an hour.

If you win, you will have Lingjing, and you will lose.

"If you lose, you just admit that you are a scumbag. Anyway, you are all scumbags. It doesn't matter if you admit it with one more mouth."

"Hahaha!"

"What? Don't you dare?"