"Hey..."

Ouyang Jinwei's body, then immediately flew away, the squatting fell outside a few feet, fell in the gravel pit, gray face, face color pale to the extreme.

The blood on his body, Ouyang Jinwei constantly vomiting blood, the pale gold scorpion in his eyes, from the original cold and proud, has been completely replaced by shock!

Ouyang Jinwei can't believe it, she actually lost!

She had to defeat the young man in front of her in the most direct way to save her face and let her know that she was in front of her, just a slap in the face.

But now, how can Ouyang Jinwei accept it, she actually lost, and she is so miserable and simply defeated!

Under the utmost effort, she was directly defeated in this way, and she was defeated!

Everything calmed down, the winds and the clouds, the tigers screaming, the lightning and thunder, and the breath of the sky disappeared.

But the scene on the square was fixed.

There was silence inside and outside the small square in the endless room. Everyone had widened their eyes, and they were full of stunned eyes.

Ouyang Feng, Qi Guilan, the elders of the ice, and other people in the holy mountain and the city's main government, are even more blindfolded, all shocked.

A gaze, if it is a ghost, it falls on Su Yi's body.

Ouyang Jinwei, the representative of the younger generation of the Holy Mountain, how powerful, but also used the spirit of the Holy King, erupted a terrible breath and combat power, and dispatched the strongest card, but it was a moment of defeat, Beat directly.

This is the warm-up before the official start of the Shengwu Conference. The most exciting opening before the Shengwu Conference is to make people look forward to it.

But who knows that when I was most looking forward to it, Ouyang Jinwei stopped in this way and went straight to the ground.

To say that someone is defeated, everyone will think that it is the easy to be the king of the tyrant.

Although it is said that this tyrant is a strong dark horse, how can it be compared with the younger disciples of the younger generation of the Holy Mountain.

But the result is too sudden, so that the four sides are quiet, everything is as time has stopped flowing.

One move, when Ouyang Jinwei broke out the strongest force, when it was necessary to save the face, the original tyrant, Zong Yizhen, who was originally unknown, was defeated by one stroke, clean and neat, and it was like a broken bamboo. The general trend of suppression of the Quartet, the style of peerless!

Many people know that the Yi rumor is the soul sorcerer, or the soul quality that is only in the legend. The strongest one should be the means of the soul sorcerer.

It is just a way to defeat Ouyang Jinwei, but it is not the horror of the soul teacher, but the most direct combat power. It is only a move, and Ouyang Jinwei will be directly defeated.

I don't know how many people have widened their eyes, and the chin has been opened for a long time and cannot be returned.

"How is it so strong!"

Among the young disciples of Shen Jianmen, Situ Muyang, Liu Yunchuan, Ou Luo, Gu Chenyou and others all face their faces, and they are also shocked.

Muyao, Sakura Shallow, Miyazaki and other beautiful women, the moving face, also climbed the shock.

In the field, the young man who seems to be ugly, from the unknown King of the Patriarch, the black hair fretting, invisible in his own, has a proud atmosphere, revealing a kind of unscrupulous hegemony and fierce atmosphere.

"In fact, it is quite handsome!"

Inside and outside the square, there are also many young women at the moment, looking at the young man, and the scorpion is stunned and moved.

"You found that there is no, this is easy to shoot, and a little like the uncle Shu!"

Situ Muyang whispered, his shocked face, with a little doubt, the easy momentum of the easy-to-handle, always made him feel similar to the little teacher, but he had personally played with him.

"What?"

Gu Chenyou, Liu Yunchuan and other words, pondering.

"It seems that it is somewhat similar!" Miyazaki red lips slightly, she also played with Su Yi, carefully feeling the breath of the easy shot, there are some similarities.

Immediately, many eyes were intentionally or unintentionally falling on Mu Yao's body. To say that the most important thing to know about Su Yi is that it is Muyao.

"It is somewhat similar." Mu Yao nodded.

The old man of Gu Yue, the vice-president of Guanlan, etc., on the face of an old state, is also the same at the moment.

They know best the horror of the sacred king, but the young man in front of him is defeated directly in a more powerful way.

Su Yi stood in the field, his hair was a little scattered, his face was also pale, and he used the power of the tiger. The power was as great as the imagination. It seemed to be more than the ancient seal, even the kind. The trend is much stronger and the consumption is amazing.

Su Yi estimated that if he had not tempered himself twice, the volcanic ocean vortex was much stronger than the normal Yuan Lingjing. However, it would not be able to support this consumption.

"Do you want to fight again?"

Looking at Ouyang Jinwei before lying a dozen feet, Su Yi looks calm, and has a kind of hegemonic arrogance, and the faint coldness of the scorpion fluctuates.

Ouyang Jinwei struggled to get up, but it was difficult to get up. The pale gold beauty has been dimmed a lot. The red lips are dyed red by the red blood, and the blood is constantly spilling.

Opening his mouth, Ouyang Jinwei seems to want to say something to Su Yi at the moment, but can't say it, his mouth is full of blood. See O genuine * chapter @◇上酷Bg匠=:网#

Then, Ouyang Jinwei was in the beautiful, shocking, horrified, humiliating, resentful, and entangled in an instant.

She is really reluctant. She is the leader of the younger generation of the Holy Mountain. When she was only the last step, she was able to enter the ranks of the saints and become one of the saints.

But even though she was only one step away, she was also immersed in the spirit of the Holy King and became one of the youngest disciples of the younger generation of the Holy Mountain.

But now, she actually lost to a little-known Buddhism disciple, and also lost so miserable and humiliating in this way.

"It seems that you are no longer able to fight again, you are defeated!"

Su Yi looked directly at Ouyang Jinwei, and the faint tone echoed in the square.

"Ha ha ha ha, really is a young hero, a talented wizard!"

The ice elders smiled, and the shocked face squeezed out a smile. The ice on the body seemed to converge a lot. Forcibly became gentle, and Su Yi smiled, but the smile was transparent. An indescribable embarrassment and inconsistency, said to Su Yi: "Yi Yi wins, according to the gambling contract, when there is a marriage contract with Ouyang Jinwei, do not know each other, before the Shengwu Conference, Jin Wei can win It’s a good story to be a wizard like this."