The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

But it looked like three or four masters were defeated, they were anxious and angry, always wanting to run up!

If it wasn't for Yimo staring at her and pulling her.

It is estimated that she went to give it for nothing in the morning!

Yun Yi was very unconvinced: "Mr. Qiyu, what are you stopping me for!"

"Let me go up and teach that shameless person in Outland a lesson!"

Yimo couldn't pour cold water on Yun Yi at this time, so she could only persuade: "What kind of status are you in the world, won't fighting him lower your status in the world?"

"That old poison king didn't even make a move, why are you so anxious!"

"Not in a hurry!"

Yun Yi: "I think this little poison king is very powerful, so many masters have lost."

"It's worthy of my shot!"

Yimo put both hands on Yunyi's shoulders, and forced her back onto the canvas: "He's not good enough for you! I Saiyu said it!"

Perhaps Yimo was too close and her attitude was too strong, but Yun Yi felt a little embarrassed, and said awkwardly: "Then why are you so fierce... If you don't deserve it, you don't deserve it..."

"Then...then I'll wait!"

Maaya hurriedly brought the snacks to Yimo and Yun Yi, sat beside them, looked at the embarrassed Yun Yi, and secretly whispered in Yimo's ear: "Brother Sakamoto, what kind of domineering president are you? !"

Yimo smiled wryly and shook her head.

At this stage, the martial arts masters and Yun Yi on the field are definitely not at the same level.

Yun Yi can't beat any one of them.

Even if it's on, it's on Moshang.

If Mo can beat the crowd, Yun Yi can go up!

Maaya watched the situation on the field leaning towards Liu Mang, and shook her head: "Brother Sakamoto, the number one in the world won't fall to the Poison King, right?"

"This little poison king's lightness kung fu is top-notch, and he throws hidden weapons and poisons everywhere."

"Look at that master just now, just touched the little poison king with his hand, and he was poisoned first!"

"There are quite a few old grandpas who look powerful over there, all frowning, and I don't know what to hesitate from there, and they don't go up!"

"Look at that ugly and proud guy on the other side!" Maaya was talking about Liu Mang.

Yimo glanced at Liu Mang, and happened to meet her eyes.

Liu Mang was extremely proud at the moment, with a mockery in his eyes.

Yimo nodded calmly, expressing her affirmation, as if nothing happened.

On the contrary, the anger in Liu Busy's heart did not subside, but became even more angry.

Yimo whispered in Maaya's ear, "Don't argue with that kind of person."

"I didn't pay attention to him in the first place."

"The more proud he is now, the more miserable he will cry in a while."

"Hey hey." Smirked.

Maaya took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Yi Mo's arm, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, my son is very powerful, so I don't care about such ugly things!"

At this moment, before Yimo pulled his arm out of Maaya's embrace, Yun Yi suddenly squeezed in from behind, and said to Yimo: "Teacher Qiyu, there are some famous people in the world over there They are all powerful contenders for Huashan Lunjian to be number one in the world."

"Why don't they go up by themselves, but let the younger generations around them go up?"

Maaya narrowed her eyes and looked at Yun Yi who suddenly squeezed in and interrupted, but didn't say anything, just looked at Yi Mo with her face in her arms, thoughtful.

Yimo didn't notice Yunyi and Maaya's small emotions, and explained seriously: "I ask you, all the masters participated in this Huashan sword debate, but why?"

Yun Yi thought for a while and said, "Some people come to admire the famous masters in the Jianghu."

"Some of the extremely powerful ones are for competing with other masters and improving martial arts."

Yimo gently shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "Yun Yi, why did you forget the most important thing?"

Yun Yi was taken aback: "What is it?"

Yimo: "The real masters participating in the Huashan Discussion of Swords are of course for the name of being number one in the world!"

Yun Yi was somewhat serious when he heard the words; "That's just an exception."

"I think that most martial arts masters are still very self-aware. They know that no matter how good they are, they are still not the best. They can't be number one in the world!"

"So, let's focus on learning from each other."

Indeed, there are not many people who are as ignorant as Yun Yi.

Yimo nodded: "You're right, those old men who look very powerful, know in their hearts that they can't beat the crowd."

"Then let me ask you, since they mainly focus on sparring, why don't they go up and compete with the little poison king of the outer domain now that they have defeated several masters in a row?"

"This..." Yun Yi was at a loss for words for a while, and couldn't figure out the reason, and finally asked Yimo respectfully for advice, "Teacher Qiyu, please give me advice!"

Yimo closed the folding fan and asked Maaya to help him pour a small glass of low-alcohol peach blossom wine. After swallowing lightly, she looked at the master who was not planning to play, and explained to Yun Yi: "In name!"

"Those are all seniors who have long been famous in the world."

"There are even a few who are still the heads of the sect!"

"They can lose, but they can't lose to juniors like Little Poison King!"

"The little poison king's skills are treacherous, they don't have the confidence to win."

"In this case, there is no benefit in winning, and losing face and ruining one's own reputation, why do they want to go up?"

"As long as you don't do it yourself, there will be no loss after all."

They are here to pretend to be .B. If there is a chance that other masters will lose both sides, it would be better to sit back and win the No. 1 head in the world.

Obviously, the little poison king's poison is hard to defend against, and it's not easy to please him!

All harm but no benefit!

Yun Yi pouted unconvinced: "But you can't watch that little poison king from Outland with such a bad reputation be arrogant on the field!"

Yimo picked a piece of snack for Yun Yi and handed it over: "I'm getting older, after all, I have more worries."

"It's for stability."

"No one wants to be famous for a lifetime, ruined until the twilight years, and drop it here!"

Yun Yi was a little angry, took a hard bite of the snack that Yi Mo handed over, and said unhappily: "Hmph."

"So, this is the so-called cunning and cunning?"

Yimo laughed and said, "Hahaha, there is something wrong with your use of this word."

"But when you say it out of your mouth, it's okay again."

Yun Yi glanced at Yimo, chewed the dim sum, pouted and said, "This dim sum is so overcooked, it's really not delicious!"

After the little poison king Ouyang Kai lost 7 or 8 masters in a row, none of the heroes around came to the stage for a while.

The little poison king looked around the audience, raised his head and laughed loudly: "Hahaha!"

"Who else!"

"All of you Central Plains warriors are too weak!"

"What rubbish!"

The surrounding martial arts heroes gritted their teeth, and even a few well-known Jiang Hu were a little angry, as if they wanted to put aside their worries and teach the little poison king a lesson!

But before they got on, the hearty voice echoed on the top of Huashan Mountain!

"Hahaha, sorry sorry!"

"Everyone, I'm late!"

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

About 4 or 5 seconds later, a young talent leaped lightly to the center of the sword discussion.

A yin and yang robe, a jade pendant around the waist, and two blunt swords on the back.

Adidas sneakers, board-inch short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a hearty smile.

This person is the death game player, Crazy Lu!

Crazy Lu has no reputation in the Jianghu, and the Jianghu masters present have never seen him.

But the light work and thick voice just now did not make the people around him look down upon him!

On the contrary, I still look forward to it.

On the contrary, the little poison king looked at Crazy Lu, apparently lacking in interest, and said casually, "Who are you...forget it."

"Let you first..."

However, before the little poison king could finish speaking, Crazy Lu looked around, then ignored the little poison king and put it aside.

Go straight to Yimo.

Arriving in front of Yimo, he cupped his hands and said loudly, "Senior Qiyu is good!"

Very good and very energetic!

After seeing that there was no Qian Baitao beside Gu Yimo, he hurriedly said, "Senior, where is the orange?"

Qian Baitao didn't even have a location, Yimo didn't know if Qian Baitao was still practicing, so she could only talk nonsense: "I'm at the critical moment of cultivation and breakthrough, and I may come out at any time."

"You go up and compete with those masters first, and when she comes, I will arrange for you to compete as soon as possible!"

Crazy Lu laughed loudly: "Hahaha, good good good good good good good good!"

"Then I will trouble seniors... Pfft!"

Crazy Lu was talking, when suddenly a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

If it wasn't for Yimo seeing that Lunatic Lu was not in the right state, she quickly pulled Maaya away and almost got sprayed all over her body.

She was also taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Ah... are you... all right?"

On the other hand, Crazy Lu didn't even wipe off the blood, and said casually, "Thank you for your concern, senior, I'm fine!"

"On the way here, I met a master and played a few rounds."

"Hahaha...the viscera are a bit misplaced, it's not a serious problem!"

"He has something to do, let's go first."

"We agreed on a time to fight again at another day."

"This fight is so satisfying, I just want to come over quickly and make a second match with Chengzi!"

Good guy, you're rushing to the drinking bureau from here!

Dislocation of internal organs...is it okay...?

Yimo grinned, unable to figure out who could beat Crazy Lu like this, and wanted to ask him to rest for a while before talking.

But Crazy Lu directly refused, not even asking for the detoxification pill Yi Mo gave, so he went to the place where the sword was discussed in the middle, and clasped his hands to the little poison king: "Crazy Lu!"

"Come on, let's fight!" His eyes were full of excitement!

On the contrary, the little poison king saw the blood on the mouth of Crazy Lu, and didn't take Crazy Lu seriously, and said casually: "Heh... since you are here to die, then come!"

call--!

Just at this moment, the cold wind howled.

In the sky, there are crystal clear snowflakes, which is quite artistic.

Although the little Poison King didn't take a fancy to Crazy Lu, the old Poison King who was sitting cross-legged outside the court suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of red light flashed inside, as if he was extremely wary of Crazy Lu!

Liu Mang, who was in front, also sat back beside Dragon and Tiger Shuangdao, with a cold expression on his face, and sneered, "Oh, crazy Lu, crazy Lu!"

"If you don't come, I will be restless!"

"Since you're here, then..."

"It's time to close the net and kill you all!"

Chapter 41. No. 6 in the World ([-]K)