Shura God Emperor

The disciples of the Fengshimen were constantly provoking and humiliating, and the disdain in their eyes was extremely rich.

The eyes of the disciples of the other sects around them all cast their eyes, and their eyes were filled with a smile and a joke.

Dong Hua's face was blue and purple.

There is an explanation inside Xiaoyaomen that harmony is the most important thing, and you can't make trouble.

After all, after all, Xiaoyaomen is not as good as it used to be, coupled with the deep-rooted techniques, and the influence of the cultivation atmosphere passed down from ancient times by the sect, this makes Xiaoyaomen very low-key.

"Brother Dong, your strength is better than Li Xing, we are not afraid of him!" said one of the disciples angrily.

"Don't Brother Dong, this guy is obviously provoking us! We can't do anything with them."

"Isn't he always insulting our sect if he doesn't do anything? Brother Dong may not necessarily lose, the winning rate is still very high!"

"I also think I can accept his challenge and let them see how good Brother Dong is! Let these unstoppable people shut up!"

Several people began to agree with Dong Hua playing, but Dong Hua, of course, was hesitant.

The more they hesitate, the more they make people around them shake their heads and sneer.

"What? Don't you dare? A bunch of trash things!"

Li Xing sneered: "Dong Hua, you are a little stronger than me. You dare not even take up my challenge. Are you afraid of me, or do you have the courage to follow?"

"If this is the case, then you are really useless to the extreme. Our windshield is really shameless to associate with this kind of waste, let's go!"

Dong Hua was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! I promise your challenge!"

Li Xing suddenly stopped, and some triumphant expression in his eyes flashed away.

"Hehe, this is what it looks like!" Li Xing smiled softly, a strange cold light flashed across the corner of his mouth.

Because of the noise of Dong Hua and Li Xing, Xiaoyaomen and Fengshimen, this competition venue quickly attracted more than half of the children to watch.

"Li Xing challenges Dong Hua, who do you think will win?"

"This is hard to say. Both of them are about the same strength. Dong Hua is even better. Although they are both inner disciples, this Dong Hua is only responsible for guarding the teleportation formation. After all, Li Xing was trained by the inner sect. It's hard to say."

"Hehe, the two can't be compared. This level of battle is based on a potential." One of the children of Xuanjian Pavilion said lightly.

Dong Hua and Li Xing were already on the stage of the competition.

"Dong Hua, in order to show respect for you, please do it first." Li Xing said with a confident look.

Dong Hua couldn't help but get angry, and his strength was even higher than him. Wouldn't it be that he looked down on himself even more with these words?

"watch out!"

Dong Hua is not nonsense, but what matters this time is their reputation and dignity. There is absolutely nothing left to do!

Xiaoyao Fu urged him, and Dong Hua immediately burst into a slow and deep aura. He urged a low-grade supernatural power to rush up.

That magical power was a fist attack, like a wavy lake, not in a hurry, some were just deep and vast.

This is the unique breath of Fuzhili.

But seeing a cruel look flashed in Li Xing's eyes, he stepped out in one step and sneered in his heart: "Things that do not live or die, let you see my true strength!"

A strong wind swept up, and then Li Xing turned into an afterimage and rushed forward.

The afterimage swept over, and Dong Hua's fists were crushed one after another.

"what!?"

Immediately afterwards, Li Xing punched out, the storm-like fist style enveloped him with the air of killing Xiao.

Dong Hua's face changed drastically, and his figure was directly blown away.

Dong Hua was defeated, so thoroughly.

All the Xiaoyaomen disciples showed black faces.

"Trash, I can't even take a single blow, so what kind of thousand-year sect."

Li Xing coldly looked at Dong Hua who was like a dead dog, and said, "Hurry up and admit that he is a bully?"

Dong Hua's face was ashen ashes, he really lost, or miserably, the people around didn't mean any mercy.

Whatever you bear, you have to swallow it yourself.

But after a long while, Dong Hua kept his head gloomy, gritted his teeth, and didn't mean to speak.

"Why? Don't you admit it? Well, I'll fight until you admit it!"

Li Xing sneered, and then turned into an afterimage and swept up.

At this moment, a figure that was faster than him slid in front of Dong Hua. The silver light was shattered, bringing up a soft mask, and Li Xing immediately stepped back several meters with a solemn face.

"Who!?"