Except for Dian Canghai's gloomy and ugly face, many supremes congratulated Ye Tianlong one after another, and several supremes on Hua Feng's side also had ugly faces.
The stronger the canon, the more dangerous their alliance will be in the future.
And Dian Canghai was even more faceless, so he had to hum: "What is the use of a person who is not good at morality, no matter how strong he is." ” Ye Tianlong looked at it and snorted coldly: "You must know that it was not your pawn who expelled the pawn, but he took the initiative to leave, and your pawn is sorry for him!"
” All the supremes were stunned, although everyone understood this, but it was the first time that they had said it on the surface.
"This is a mistake," the new hall master of the Yin Yang Temple suddenly said helpfully, "How can the Dianjia be sorry for a young man, his defection is the truth, but Tianquan has accepted this kind of person, I'm afraid it's ......."
"If you fart, let it go!"
Ye Tianlong sneered, "Holding half of it in your ass, I guess you're not feeling well, right?"
” The new hall master of the Yin Yang Temple was also an old man, and he was suffocated by Ye Tianlong's words: "Shaft!
Don't you know how to respect elders and elders?
” This made many people laugh, the world of monks does not talk about qualifications, only strength.
And under the condition of holding each other's strengths, it is reasonable, and seniority is a fart!
"Hehe, you mean, you're right?"
Ye Tianlong didn't give face, and said disdainfully, "If that's the case, wouldn't whoever is old be invincible in the world?"
” "Idiot!"
Ye Tianlong added.
The hall master of the Yin Yang Temple was so red that he suddenly had nothing to say, and the disdainful eyes of the supremes all looked at it.
Hua Feng said: "The old hall master is worried about your heavenly power, this son can betray the canon, and it is not impossible to betray the heavenly power another day." ” However, after Hua Feng himself said this, he felt that he was a bad pen.
"Heh, it's really interesting, if the style is anti-willful, how can he bring back the Emperor Immortal Artifact to Tianquan?"
Demon Yue'er snorted coldly, she was originally in alliance with Yaoguang, but now because of Demon Wuyan's relationship, she has formed an alliance with Tianquan, so she also has to help Ye Tianlong speak.
"I heard that this canonical wind is lucky, from the trial god domain, I got an emperor sword and that immortal pearl, and they were handed over to Tianquan?"
"Yes, such a disciple who is dedicated to the Holy Land, if I have a few more Tianji, it will be blessed."
The Holy Lord of Tianji shook his head and laughed, not minding the fact that Dian Feng had defeated Ji Ji.
Several supremes on Hua Feng's side suddenly stopped talking with interest, the classic style is now in full swing, and it has been appreciated by many people, and even the old mansion master is very fond of the classic style!
"Okay, let's be quiet and watch the next game."
The old mansion lord smiled lightly, but his eyes looked towards Dian Feng, and no one knew the appreciation in his eyes. …… Tianhua smiled and didn't talk nonsense, looking at the staff with sad faces, he smiled: "Okay, let me come." ” After speaking, his mana was dispersed, and the ring, which was shattered into shapes within a few breaths, suddenly returned to its original state.
Tianhua's hand has amazed many people, you must know that it is easy to destroy, and the difficulty of repair is several times that of destruction!
"The next game is the battle for the king of the Western Wilderness."
Tianhua smiled and looked at the few people under the ring, who were already gearing up.
"Please Kaiyang King Long Xuefeng and Bodhi Holy Land Pudu, go to the ring!"
Originally, this competition for the king of the Western Wilderness was a three-person competition, and there should be a Yaoguang king.
But there is no one to choose the king of Yaoguang, so like the king of Dongsheng, the king of the western wilderness has now become a two-person competition.
Dragon Blood Feng carried the dragon spear and stepped into the ring in one step, and Pudu on the opposite side also lightly stepped on his feet and landed on the ring.
The hall master of the Dragon Blood Shrine and Venerable Bodhi sat on one side, and the two looked at each other and smiled, without the slightest smell of gunsmoke.
"Game on!"
Tianhua gave an order, and then flew up.
The ring was handed over to the two, and Dragonblood Feng and Pudu looked at each other, and their eyes were full of belligerence.
"Pudu, come on, I'm going to beat you up, I've seen your bald head unhappy for more than ten years!"
When Long Blood Feng saw Pudu's shiny bald head, he remembered his unbearable childhood, and he felt that the reflection of this bald head was still a little dazzling.
Pudu had a pale face and said, "Master Long, when is the time to retribution, the bald head of the little monk is not guilty." ” "You're not guilty?!"
Dragon's Blood Beacon laughed and scolded.
In the audience, the audience looked at each other with puzzled expressions.
What are these two fools talking about, what's the sin of being bald?
It's just that Dian Feng, under the ring, heard this, and felt like laughing.
Then, he leaned forward and leaned back with laughter, making several of the young supreme friends look puzzled.
Dragon's Blood Feng once said that in his childhood, when he was playing with Purdue, he was blinded by the sunlight reflected by Purdue's bald head, and then fell hard.
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If this matter was told, Long Blood Feng didn't know what it would look like, so in the face of other people's questions, Dian Feng just waved his hand and didn't answer.
In the ring, Pudu folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, Lord Long, you are too vindictive!"
” "Let me knock you bald, and this account will be written off!"
Dragon's Blood Beacon said viciously.
Pudu's face was serious, showing some anger, and said: "Donor, you are too much, this is my Buddhist faith, how can you slap at will!"
” Saying that, Pudu's honest and kind face rarely showed a fierce light.
"Lao Tzu must knock it!"
The dragon blood Feng was obsessed, carrying the dragon spear, and rushed towards the little monk without saying anything!
"Hmph, the little monk is not allowed!"
Pudu was furious, and wanted to touch his bald head, as if he was going to touch the dragon's scales, he was so angry!
The monk was angry, it was even more terrifying than the face of the three-life gargoyle, and Dian Feng felt that the dragon's blood had to be beaten badly.
A battle to attack and protect the bald head has started in an instant!
The dragon's blood is very fast, he steps in three or two steps, raises the dragon spear and shoots it at Pudu's bald head!
Bell – Purdue didn't sacrifice his weapon, and he didn't know if there was one, so he raised his hand and swung the dragon spear of the dragon blood beacon, and reached out again to catch the head of the dragon lance!
This hand is amazing, obviously Pudu is also an attained body cultivator, completely with the body cultivation of the combat method, the weapon is difficult to add!
Dragon Blood Feng immediately took back the dragon spear, he felt that the weapon could not be used, and it was not as flexible as his fists and feet, so he collected the weapon and smashed it towards Pudu!
Purdue laughed evilly, not stunned at all, and stretched out his right fist to punch Purdue!
Boom – The two were connected together, and no one was repulsed, but a wave of shock qi burst out from between the fists of the two, plowing the floor tiles on the ground around the ring!
Bang Dong – Like broken tiles, those things flew up and landed, and suddenly smashed under the ring!
"This!"
The little monk looked at the dragon blood in amazement and exclaimed, "You are also a body cultivator?!"
” Dragon Blood Feng smiled evilly and said proudly: "What the Immortal Golden Body has given me is not only immunity spells, but my physical body is no worse than yours!"
” The author Guangming Cao said: Wow, I'm going to die, my fingers are sore for five consecutive years.