The spiritual energy is revived, and the Eight Gate Dunjia starts immediately.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard her say this, and it was the first time they had seen their opponent win.

Song Heng also looked incredulous, thinking that this girl would not have any thoughts about her Kunkun!

The scene in the morning was an indelible memory.

Compared with Yang Shuang, Ye Xing is very normal, and he also bets 1 million on the red side to win by himself.

Once everyone has placed their bets, the battle begins.

Although Song Heng was one against two in the ring, he looked indifferent.

Compared with Song Heng's indifference, Ye Xing and the others were a little nervous, "Sister Shuang, I'll control him later, and you will attack." "

Hmm!"

Yang Shuang responded, and an ice-blue spear made of unknown materials appeared in his hand, which looked very powerful anyway.

Song Heng became serious at this time, after all, the two opposite were also the best among their peers, and he pressed himself to win, and he definitely couldn't lose.

Seeing that Yang Shuang was also playing with guns, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a majestic spear appeared in his hand, which was the Lei Ling gun that was exchanged in the system mall.

Thunder flashed in his eyes.

"Thunder Realm - Open!" The

nearly 100-meter ring was instantly covered with thunder, and Ye Xing felt that all parts of his body were a little paralyzed.

Ye Xing didn't panic, and slowly spit out a few big words in his mouth, "Yan Ling-San!"

I saw a golden loose word condensed above his head, and then turned into a point of light and exploded in the ring, and the ring that was still covered by thunder just now instantly returned to its original state.

This is his SS-level ability Speech Spirit, which can turn spiritual power into a font to order everything in the world, which can be described as very perverted.

Song Heng was also very surprised, it was the first time that his thunder realm had been so easily resolved by others.

Yang Shuang, who had regained his ability to move, immediately rushed towards Song Heng with a spear.

Before he arrived, he felt a cold chill rushing towards his face, and just as he was about to raise his gun to block, he suddenly felt as if his body was frozen, and his movements became as slow as a snail.

"Yan Ling-Ding!" Ye

Xing's lips squirmed slightly, and he spat out a big golden character again.

He looked at Song Heng a little outrageously, knowing that everyone else might have been frozen in place by him, but Song Heng could still move his body slowly.

"It's really a powerful opponent, but what should you do now?"

Song Heng, who was frozen, really had a solemn expression, one engaged in remote control, and the other engaged in melee output, it was really tricky!

At the moment when the tip of Yang Shuang's spear reached the door in front of him, his eyes instantly turned into scarlet pupils in the shape of a six-pointed star triangular windmill, and he turned abruptly.

"Susanoh!"

purple ribs and a large hand formed by the aura instantly appeared around him, slamming into the spear.

Yang Shuang was not intimidated at all, and the tip of the spear stabbed straight at the big hand with all his might.

A

crisp sound spread throughout the audience, and Yang Shuang, who had just attacked at great speed, was hit back by Song Heng's blow, and flipped a somersault in the air before unloading the power of the shock and stopping.

Rarely showed a shocked expression, and his eyes subconsciously stared at Song Heng's scarlet eyes.

Song Heng, who was still bound by Ye Xing's words, was overjoyed when he saw this, you can't blame me for giving it for nothing

!" "Moon Reading!"

His eyes widened, and he suddenly launched the Moon Reading that originally belonged to Itachi but was transplanted to Sasuke to open the eternal kaleidoscope.

And Yang Shuang, who had been reading for the moon, suddenly found herself in a blood-red world, and her body was still tied to a black wooden cross.

Looking around with a confused expression, "Where is this? Wasn't I fighting against Song Heng just now? No, this should be an illusion."

As soon as she finished speaking, two figures appeared in front of her.

On the left and on the right stood Song Heng, who were originally supposed to be holding double knives, but now they were holding ...... Two feathers.

She saw the two Song Heng suddenly squatting down and directly taking off their shoes, which made her feel a little ashamed, "You...... What are you doing?"

the two Song Heng raised their heads and smiled, "Now the time, space, and quality of this world are all controlled by me, I was shocked in the morning, and now I want to punish you well." Then

one left and one right picked up Yang Shuang's snow-white little feet.

it! It's jade feet again, rely on! Calm and calm.

With the feathers in his hands, he began to scratch at the palms of her feet.

This kind of feeling is something that no one can hold, let alone Yang Shuang, who feels very sensitive just by holding his feet.

"Haha! Song Heng, stop it...... Hahaha......" Yang Shuang was made to tears by him and laughed, and kept shouting and begging for mercy in her mouth, where is there still a cold goddess outside.

This huge contrast made Song Heng really enjoyable to watch.

Yang Shuang was so made by him that he suddenly laughed and trembled, and even his body twitched a little, but he was still tied to this wooden frame and couldn't move.

"Hahaha...... Song Heng, I beg you...... Ha ha...... Stop scratching, it's really itchy. "

Song Heng won't take care of her, let's make myself happy first, and then talk about it, there is a saying that the touch of this jade foot is really good, cold and cold, smooth and tender.

Little did he know he was becoming a qualified warden.

In this illusion world, as long as Yang Shuang from the outside world continues to stare at his eyes, then he can always maintain the state of monthly reading, of course, this is on the premise that his spiritual power is enough.

So Song Heng scratched like this for a day and a night in this illusion world, and Yang Shuang also laughed for a day and a night, she felt that she was about to collapse, from the shyness at the beginning to the current malaise.

It was the first time in her life that she had been forced to laugh for so long.

Song Heng felt that he had had enough of playing before he stopped, "Miss Yang, will you dare to mess with me in the future?" Yang

Shuang looked at him with an aggrieved face, tears flashing in her eyes.

Seeing this, Song Heng secretly said that he wouldn't have played, shouldn't he? I'm just tickling, and I'm not like Ka Dian who was stabbed by the weasel god for three days and three nights, so there won't be a psychological shadow, right?

As everyone knows, this is just Yang Shuang's tears laughing, but the grievance is real.

Afraid of continuing to be scratched for a day and a night, she could only choose to compromise, "I'm sorry, I won't do anything to you in the future."

Song Heng saw this silly and sweet look, and no one saw it here anyway, so he couldn't help but pinch her face, "Hmph! I know how powerful my Song Heng is! I'll let you go this time, if there is a next time...... Hmph!"

Yang Shuang felt that he hadn't said anything, but it seemed that he had said everything.

Then there was a trance, and the world around him began to disappear.

When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the martial arts arena of the Lingwu Academy.

"It's such a strong illusion, I can't imagine that the outside world has only passed for a moment.

Looking at Song Heng's handsome face again, he couldn't help blushing, not only was he touched by others, but he was also scratched for a day and a night.

He's really too good!