Yang Xiaole stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the two people on the ground indifferently, and said, "With all due respect, even if ten of you combined, you are not my opponent, go down early, don't let yourself be too embarrassed." ”

Pang Ruojun suddenly felt a little creepy, and his spine was cold, when he faced Yang Xiaole just now, he felt that he was completely powerful and had nowhere to go, this feeling can only be felt when facing the master, like ...... It's like an insurmountable gap, the gap is too big, and it's not at the same level as the other party. He thought of repairing the other party at the staircase before, when Dong Jiajia suddenly appeared, he was still secretly annoyed, and now it seems that Dong Jiajia simply saved his life!

Where did this youkai come from!?

Pang Ruojun was intimidated, but Du Haihan was not afraid, he slapped the floor, and a carp stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said unconvinced: "Come again! Today either you kill me, or I kill you!"

Yang Xiaole only felt a headache, he was really scared of being stunned, he was afraid of dying, his life was taken out, who dared to play with him?" "I really convinced you, and we don't have any enmity against each other, are you going to do it?

"The revenge of taking your wife, you don't share the sky, and you insulted Jiajia, it's just not good!"

"Are you married?"

"Not really. ”

"Anyway, I won't fight with you, you look back at your old man, his worried face is green, and I'll beat you to death later, and by the way, I'll scare him to death, what kind of sin do I make. ”

Yang Xiaole shook his head and waved his hand, signaling that he would fight again in the near future, but this Du Haihan, what he said nicely, has the strength to not admit defeat, and swears to defend the dignity of a man, to put it mildly, that is a stunned young man, he has to die if he can't fight, and he doesn't want Yang Xiaole to step down, but he is much more fierce than Pang Ruojun next to him, he starts his posture again, and he is about to rush up.

Yang Xiaole didn't move, pointed to He Jia in the audience, and said: "Okay, I'll convince you, it's not interesting for me to fight with you, I'll fight with that old man, isn't he your master? Just let me see how many catties and taels he has, why is he a master." ”

Du Haihan snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, arrogant, you are also worthy of fighting my master?"

Yang Xiaole didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly rushed to He Jia below and said, "Hey, old man, you two apprentices can't do it, I'm afraid that I will be killed by mistake, or why don't you come up and let's compare?"

How arrogant, how rude!?

has all said this, if He Jia refuses to fight, wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?

"Okay, I'll see how capable Lao Yuan's apprentice is!" He Jia took a sip of the wine in the glass, put it back on the table, and strode towards the high platform.

Yang Xiaole frowned, looked left and right, and said suspiciously: "Old Yuan, who is called Lao Yuan?"

He Jia rolled up the cuffs of his tunic and came to the stage, his years of practical experience and self-confident strength made him not put the young man in front of him into his eyes, "You know, the injury on your master's shoulder was caused by me back then, even your master has to give three points when he sees me, you are so big and not small, I will treat him and educate you well today." ”

Yang Xiaole listened to the clouds, his face was full of question marks, he didn't know who his master was, the other party knew?" "What are you talking about there?"

He Jia smiled indifferently, "Young man, don't be too rampant, otherwise you must be the one who is unlucky." By the way, your master has been away for so many years, has he come back recently? Bring him a message, I will wait for him at the place where the decisive battle was fought next weekend, and make a deal with him. Oh yes, and, let him ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a black shadow pass in front of him, and then he was hit the head, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and he almost fell to the ground. He Jia covered his head and retreated, raised his head angrily and glared at the young man in front of him, and shouted, "You are looking for death!?"

Yang Xiaole also looked at him with a dissatisfied face, and said: "You old guy, nervous, you will say something about the master and apprentice as soon as you come up, and you don't care about whether people understand it or not, what kind of messy things you say, won't it be over after two tricks." ”

"You ......" He Jia roared angrily, "Do you know that even your master doesn't dare to have this attitude towards me!"

"I'll teach you uncle!"

Yang Xiaole jumped and kicked on He Jia's chest, forcing He Jia to take three steps back with heavy force, covering his chest with a hideous face. "Good boy!"

As the so-called connoisseur knows if there is one as soon as he makes a move, Yang Xiaole's speed and strength are rare, even if he is not far behind himself, He Jia did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly used all his strength to meet the enemy.

But to his surprise, although Yang Xiaole's moves were chaotic and looked like a layman, after a few rounds, he couldn't get the slightest bargain.

"Boy, if you don't use your real skills, something will happen!"

Aware of this, He Jia felt even more unconfident, the other party could tie with himself without using tricks, if he showed something, he would still have room to parry?

Yang Xiaole was full of confidence, sneered, and said, "I don't know any moves, and I don't need them, you can't beat me anyway!"

When the words landed, Yang Xiaole came to He Jia again, chasing and beating fiercely, fists, feet, palms, and claws took turns, forcing He Jia to retreat continuously, and he was in danger for a while, and he was almost caught by Yang Xiaole several times.

Even the people below who watched the hearty battle forgot to drink, and stared intently at the stage, for fear of missing a minute or a second.

In less than thirty seconds, sweat oozed from He Jia's head, and he secretly screamed in his heart, knowing that if he continued like this, he would probably be forced to the stage by Yang Xiaole, and he had always been an undefeated legend of Shengcheng, but at this moment, he was chased and beaten by a young man in his early twenties, and he couldn't save face.

It's a must!

Suddenly, a strong invisible force swept away from He Jia Dantian, causing Yang Xiaole's movements to stagnate, and he had to take a step back.

Is it Reiki!?

The moment that force popped out, Yang Xiaole sensed it, it seemed that he guessed correctly, this He Jia was really a cultivator!

Taking this opportunity, He Jia immediately fought back, condensed the aura in his hand, increased his strength, and each blow carried devastating explosive damage, if it hit an ordinary person, I am afraid that the other party will immediately be shattered, and the flesh and blood will be blurred.

"Aura attack? Okay! I'd like to see if your attack is sharp, or if my god body is strong!"

Yang Xiaole clenched his fists, and suddenly made a move that everyone was very incomprehensible, only to see him standing in place like a stake, the door was wide open, and he didn't dodge or dodge, and used his chest to meet He Jia's attack.

Is he crazy!?