On the stage.

The two disciples of Tianjiao, originally divided equally, can nowadays hate the sky, but it is a big surprise. At this moment, the heroic posture of the wind and laughter will not be left.

"In Jiuyi Zong, I have heard your name, one of the most powerful disciples of Shengzong in the modern times." Feng Xiaoling praised it, but this is just the beginning, but the limelight is a turn. "But it is better to meet, but it makes people Disappointing, you don't deserve to be the same as me."

The wind laughs and the spirit is swaying, the folding fan is slightly swayed, and there is no such thing as putting Zong Hiantian in his eyes. In the cold eyes, there is a hint of disdain.

At this moment, Zong Tiantian wanted to crush the other side, but the pain in the crotch made him unable to open. This opening, he was afraid that he could not help but faint.

Lin Shishu’s approach is really too embarrassing. If he is told that this will be the case, he would rather lose than suffer such pain.

This kind of pain is not only a pain in the flesh, but also a mental pain.

"Zong Shixiong, come on..." At this moment, the Tianjiao disciples who participated in the competition waved their hands to cheer for Zong Hiantian.

The disciples on the stage, facing each other, eventually gritted their teeth and waved them up.

In any case, Zong Huantian is also their brother, even if they have lost their faces, I hope that the brothers can win.

"The game started..." The ordinary elders glanced at Zong Tian, ​​but sighed with sighs. What happened to Zongmen now?

Could it be true that this year will be a fiasco?

"Theless brothers, this game seems to have won the Jiuyi Zong." Liang Yichu looked at the situation on the stage, his mouth slightly revealing a smile.

There is no end to talking, and his eyes are gazing at the martial arts. For Liang Yichu, there is nothing to say.

Fighting for anger...

At this moment, the wind laughs and the fan folds together. The cold and proud refers to Zong Hiantian. "I am afraid that I will be afraid of my shots. You have no room to fight back."

As soon as the words of Feng Xiaoling came out, the look of the sages of the sages of the sages became red and they talked with each other indignantly.

"This guy is too arrogant, and he is still more arrogant than the salary."

"Zhang Shixiong’s state today does not know why it is here, but not everyone can despise it."

"Zong Shixiong is one of the strongest arrogances of our Zongmen. He is so small to see the brothers."

"Zong Shi brother cheers, let this guy know the power of our holy people."

....

Zong Huantian’s bloodshot eyes stared at the wind and laughter, and now he really has no feelings of pain. Although this guy is very arrogant, people are very angry, but compared with his own pants, he is still more concerned about his pants.

"Get out, don't waste time." Feng Xiaoling now bears his hands and looks straight at Zong Hiantian.

"Stand up, hurry up, there are a lot of games below." Lin Fan urged at the moment.

In Lin Fan's view, at the moment when Zong Hiantian broke out, Feng Xiaoling should not be an opponent.

Although he has never given others a bonus, now Zong Tiantian is still the first tester, but he believes that the system produced must be a boutique.

"Your door is interesting, knowing that you will lose, urging hurry to end, I think you should admit defeat, after all, this is not a shameful thing." Feng Xiaoling said with a smile.

"You are wrong..." At this moment, Zong hates a deep breath and his voice is hoarse.

“Well?” Feng Xiaoling’s face changed slightly.

I saw Zong Tiantian tremble slowly, and the legs that were close together were slightly separated. At this moment, the blood that had been trained to the limit in Zong Hiantian’s body suddenly burst into a roar.

"what……."

Zong Huantian’s look at this moment, full of bloodshot eyes, instantly turned red, at the moment of standing up, an unparalleled pain, reaching the peak.

The long hair that floats in the wind is erected at this moment.

"I can't stand it, fight..." This moment, the hate of the sky, the sound of the eruption, the disciples of the earthquake, the heart of the disciples.

Lin Fan looked at the scene on the stage with amazement, and immediately compared it.

He did not expect that the bonus of this "stupid foot" was so fierce, this hateful day is completely different from the previous one.

"How is this possible?" Liang Yichu on the high platform changed his face, and some looked incredulously below.

At that moment, the disciples suddenly burst into a violent atmosphere.

"Oh...." There was no endless hope in the end, and suddenly he was amazed, and he had already felt the change in the body.

This breath is at least a lot stronger than before.

"Come on." At this moment, the singer hated the sky and screamed, and the whirlwind of his feet slid. His hands clenched his head tightly. The pain in the crotch had already reached the head, and the pain had already made him unable to stand it.

The original cold look of Feng Xiaoling is also instantaneously changed at this moment.

"This……."

Feng Xiaoling’s words have not yet been spoken, and the unbearable sorrows of the sorrows have burst out, and the violent atmosphere has swept the audience.

"Take me a hand."

At this moment, Zong hates the sky and walks step by step. Each step collides with the ground and makes a dull sound.

A palm of true cover, carrying an unstoppable violent force, rolling towards the wind and laughter.

At this moment, the look of the wind and laughter changed, and the whole body rolled, "hard hit, I like it."

Feng Xiaoling also took a shot, and tried to test it with Zong Hate, who is stronger.

Lin Fan stood in the disciples of Tianjiao and looked at everything in front of him. The corner of his mouth showed a smile. "The outcome is fixed, you don't have to look at it."

"boom……."

In an instant, the roar of the roaring sound, the two giant palms of the real yuan collided with each other, creating a strong real yuan storm.

"It's just like that...." At this moment, Feng Xiaoling sneered, but in this moment, the wind smiled and changed, and he couldn't believe it.

"How can this be."

At this moment, Zong Tian’s face was red, and a group of white smoke was ejected from the top of Zong’s head.

"boom……."

Zong hates the sky and throws it out. The strength is unstoppable. The body of Feng Xiaoling is like a kite with a broken line, and falls to the stage.

This moment, the whole audience is in vain.

The disciples of Jiu Zongzong face each other and dare not believe that this happened just now. How could Feng Xiaoling be defeated?

Liang Yichu on the stage stood up, stunned and looked at the scene in front of him, even wanting to scream, impossible.

"Easy brother, I am embarrassed, Xiaosheng." The endless elders reacted from the horror and said with a smile.

Yan Zongzhu did not speak in the audience, but when he saw the scene, the corner of his mouth showed a slight smile.

The disciples in the audience cheered happily at this moment.

"Winning...winning..."

"Haha, I didn't expect to win so easily."

"Zong Shixiong is not a brother, this guy is still very embarrassed, and it is not let our brothers give a palm to fly out."

Even some female disciples were exposed to the sorrowful color, and they did not expect it to be useful.

“In the second game

....

"Come on again." Zong hates the sky and laughs at the wind and laughs.

Just a palm, it is sweating, a palm shot, the pain is weakened by one point, but now this guy is introduced, then what should I do.

The wind and laughter under the stage stood up in a difficult way, looking at Zong Hiantian with a look of his face. Now he has figured out what happened, why is he so defeated, this... this.

When Feng Xiaoling saw the eyes of the disciples around him, the handsome face was suddenly red, and it felt a little shameful.

In the end, Zong Hiantian, who was screaming on the stage, was smashed by Lin Fan.

The side effects of this "trick-and-snake foot" are really big, not only can stimulate the potential, but also turn a person into a love war, which has already been won, and still standing on the stage against others, this makes Where are the little faces of people?

Look at the look of the wind and laughter that can't be loved, then you know how much hit by the hateful days.