"I..." "I

just lost?"

Purple Hair Killing Matt Euphorbia Lori's eyes were full of disbelief, and she muttered gaffes.

The whole body was stiff and did not dare to move.

The purple electric contract, the sharp and restrained tip of the divine spear, is now against her eyebrows, and the slightest trace is about to tear the skin, highlighting the amazing cultivation of the gunway.

At the other end of the Shenxiao spear

, Yang Xiruo held the barrel of the gun in one hand, his sick and weak posture disappeared, the scattered three thousand green silk danced with the wind, and his narrow and beautiful eyes showed a killing and fierce aura.

"Bang Dang !!"

The eight desolate halberds fluttering with spears flew high, like shooting stars across the night sky, falling in the distant arena, and everyone's hearts trembled.

"What the hell!"

"One shot!!"

"Just a shot?"

"Just kill this battle in seconds?"

The audience only thought it was too strange.

This battle is not a cat and a dog, all the way to the strong promotion, which game is not a horizontal push opponent, take out the halberd opponent to flee in embarrassment, screaming.

In other words, can you be a rogue without some strength?

As a result, the Six Souls Soul Emperor, the descendant of the world's first halberd sect who was enough to leapfrog the battle, was shot by Yang Xiruo, who seemed to be sick and weak? Even the previous champion was too scary.

"Is there still a royal law!"

"Is there still heavenly reason, isn't this Yang Xiruo going to defend his title again."

"Who can stop it?"

"Who the hell is talking about such a spear god?"

Luo Fanchen sighed: "Shock, your sister is even stronger than I thought.

"Don't be discouraged brother-in-law, don't be pressured."

Yang Xianhong thought that Luo Fanchen was scared, and patted his chest, "You can rest assured and do it boldly, but don't you still have my brother and me?"

He took out a large brown cylinder sealed with a red plug and patted the cylinder body hard:

"Advise my sister not to be ignorant of lifting, brother I have already "sows and crazy" after developing the "female dragon sitting on the ground can absorb soil plus version!"

Luo Fanchen stared at the sealed vat, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This little old brother can deal with it, and having a sister is a real medicine.

"You kid, don't be stupid, you really do this, your sister can hate us both."

Yang Xiaohong smiled mysteriously, and took out a small green bottle between his hands.

"Brother has been prepared, this is for you."

"What is this thing?"

"This is a brother-in-law for you to eat."

Yang Jianhong said proudly: "Our newly developed 'one shot into the soul, two ascending to heaven, three dragons and phoenixes', maternal love will eventually make my sister docile." Luo

Fanchen was numb, "You kid tell me honestly, does your sister have any deep hatred with you?" The

social youth probe interjected: "It is estimated that he played his little loach when he was a child." "

Little Loach: Are you polite?

"Roll on!"

Yang Xianhong held the small green bottle in his left hand and the large brown jar in his right hand, his face full of holy light, as if carrying some kind of glorious mission: "I believe in my vision, this worried sister will understand my good intentions in the future!"

"She will definitely thank me."

The young man shrank his pupils and pointed in the direction of the ring: "Do you see if it is your sister who came over?" "

Poof!"

The golden retriever young lord who passionately incited Luo Fanchen one second, knelt down the next second.

"Sister, I was wrong, spare my brother's life."

"Next time..."

Yang Xianhong looked left and right, and the old lady was clearly still in the ring.

"Next time... Next time I dare!!

The youth of society laughed heartily: "Your boy is skillful and distressing." A

ray of essence flashed under Luo Fanchen's eyes, and he glanced at the young man without speaking.

After Yang Xianhong got up, he didn't get angry with the other party, but just said: "I'll

tell my sister later, you tricked me into kneeling for you!!"

The young man of society froze with a smile, poofed, and a sliding shovel knelt in front of Yang Xianhong.

"Young Lord, spare your life!"

"I know it's wrong."

Yang Xianhong was stunned

, lying in the groove, and met the opponent!

How is this kid's technique of "paying homage to the head" more proficient than me?

Luo Fanchen was speechless by these two strange living treasures.

He raised his hand and confiscated Yang Xianhong's two "tools of crime" and prevented him from making trouble.

"You kid plays and makes trouble, you can't joke about a woman's innocence."

"This kind of stuff is not allowed to be studied."

Seeing that Luo Fanchen was the real murderer at the moment

, Yang Xuanhong was aggrieved, shrunk his neck, and nodded gently.

"Bang!"

The jade stele belonging to Zhan Zhan Hao exploded, and the jade stele engraved with the name "Yang Xiruo" hung high, juxtaposed with Bai Yingyue, Luo Fanchen, and Jun Zhantian, and the world's top five were only one person behind.

"Defeated."

"I'm so defeated..." Under

the night, the purple-haired chicken crown head that was shining with fluorescent fluorescence seemed to have dimmed at this time, and his eyes were full of loss, looking at his hands, as if drowning.

"Fang Cai, I feel your war halberd crying in sorrow, unwilling."

Zhan Huan looked up and saw Yang Xiruo put away the Shenxiao Gun, and said calmly:

"So... You didn't give it your all, did you? Zhan

Shu was silent.

She has the power to cultivate her soul, otherwise even if she has countless rare resources, she would not be able to cultivate to such a level.

Cultivating the halberd path is also a hard work, but it is usually lazy and slack.

Because relying on soul power oppression alone, martial soul quality and family secret skills are enough to crush all opponents in the empire, so I am already very strong, what does it matter if the halberd is a little lazy?

The successive victories in front made her even more unimpressed.

It wasn't until Yang Xiruo put a shot to her forehead that she realized that the gap between her and the other party was not only talent, but also extreme effort and concentration.

No!

At the moment when the other party shot out, she seemed to feel this woman's fanaticism and obsession with gunways, the kind of uncomplaining and unrepentant, willing to give all her faith.

"Am I practicing the wrong way?"

Yang Xiruomei's eyes just showed a look of satisfaction, and when she saw that the war was exhausted, she crossed her small man's waist with both hands: "Wrong is wrong, Miss Ben will not change!"

"It's too tiring to practice like you, where can I endure it."

"I want to be a rogue more than a halberd!"

Zhan Zhan raised his head and shouted in the air: "Old miscellaneous hair, you are going to lie flat, you have to fight for your granddaughter."

"No, you can't let grandpa lose at the starting line."

"When you return to the sect, I will cut off meat and wine for you, and wave the halberd a hundred thousand times a day!"

Hundreds of thousands of spectators heard the loud filial piety: "Good guy, hope that the master will become a dragon? "

The sanity of the old gnawing is strong?"

"Absolutely!"

The corner of Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched, and he shook his head repeatedly: "Brother, this time is not in love, right?" Turning

his head, Yang Xianhong's eyes glared at the copper bell, his eyes emitted a hot light, and his filial mouth was always open:

"More... It's even more compatible!

"If there is this female assistant, the little brother is like a tiger with wings, and he will definitely make his father have filial piety and Jiuquan, and this life is worth it."

Yang Tingjun trembled in the air, and his back felt cold.

A congratulatory voice came from the side: "Sect Master Yang, blessed."

"I really envy you for having a pair of good children."

Yang Tingjun smiled: "Do you like it?"

"I like the precious son of the dragon and phoenix in my man, and I gave it to you."

Zhan Doudou shook his head repeatedly: "Come on, the old man is not hard, there is no blessing, one hush is enough for the old man."

The little turtle on the emperor chair sighed: "This woman has just reached twenty, she has comprehended the gun way to such a point, throughout the same age in ancient and modern times, the gun is one way, and no one in the world can match it."

"Yes."

"If this woman does not fall, she will be the first person in the world in the future."

Jian Yixing, Tianwu King, Lin Dingtian and the others bowed their heads one after another, sighing one after another.

Yang Tingjun brushed his beard and was very useful to all this.

If you praise me, the sect master may not necessarily feel it, but if you praise my daughter, then you will not be sleepy.

The eyes of the second prince of the silver tiger attribute shone brightly.

"Good!"

"Very good!"

He only had three things in his life.

First, the position of power

two, beauty!

Third, it is a beautiful woman to step on a horse, and if it is a husband with a woman, it is even more perfect.

Therefore, although he was angry that the Yexi Yuan sisters were infected by Luo Fanchen, he could endure it, because he had already made up his mind to snatch it back and adjust it well.

The fourth round of the ten-to-five competition came to an end, and the last two jade monuments on the ground were raised.

"Temple of Light: Holy Son Huangyan!"

"Azure Dragon Empire: Purple Cloud Fairy Lin Shengyi."

"Boom!"

The graceful and graceful Purple Cloud Fairy wearing a veil and a long dress took the stage.

The shocking face hidden behind the veil made hundreds of thousands of viewers itch with curiosity.

"Who would have thought that the younger generation, the world's number one assistant, could actually kill the top ten!!"

"It's still Saint Son Huangyan, there is a good show to watch now!"

"Yes, the Purple Cloud Fairy let go back then, as long as anyone can carry her soul technique, she will follow her all her life and play exclusive assistance for the other party."

"It's a pity, the amount of milk is really amazing, I can't stand it."

"Don't make trouble, Saint Son Huangyan is a twin god-level martial soul, if he can't bear it, who can resist?"

"Boom!"

The night burst bright

, dazzling, and the golden sun rose from the stage and descended into the ring.

"Tread—" "

Tread!"

Huang Yan slowly walked out from the shadow of the big sun, only the cold face of the reader was not happy or angry, and the flame-burning molten gold pupil flowed hegemonically.

"Lin Shengyi."

"I've heard of you."

"You can use all your skills, I will take it together, this veil is related to me, and you can take it off today."

The voice of indifference and confidence, with inexplicable penetrating power, reverberated throughout the audience.

Hundreds of thousands of spectators held their breath and looked forward to it.

"The show is coming!"

"Is it coming!!"

"Today I will see the legendary Immortal Yan of Lin Fairy!!"

"No one can refuse such a holy son, although it is too proud."

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