was stared at by Mingyang's suddenly fierce eyes.

Lin Xin'er felt a faint chill in her heart, and she couldn't help but take half a step back.

His tone softened a lot and said, "What's the matter, I'm just taking your sister to a better place to practice!"

"Then I have to ask my sister if she agrees!

Mingyang stared at Lin Xin'er, without the slightest intention of backing down, and shouted coldly.

"Brother~"

Lan Yueyue saw this scene in her eyes, and the emotions shown by Mingyang were deeply imprinted in her mind, making her eyes extremely soft.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't agree, no one can take you away!" Mingyang heard a soft cry in his ear, his cold eyes became soft and gentle, and he comforted gently.

"What a big little kid!"

Lin Xin'er snorted coldly, thinking that she was frightened away by a young man who had no vitality and cultivation, she felt faceless, looked at Lan Yueyue and said, "Sister Yue'er, sister has to take you away, see what this kid can do!"

The smell of gunpowder instantly enveloped the surroundings

Lan Yueyue, who saw this disagreement and fought fiercely, just wanted to step forward to stop it, but was stopped by Mingyang.

Mingyang gave her a reassuring look, and continued to stare at Lin Xin'er.

Although Lin Xin'er was provoking him, she had no malice, and the hostility in his eyes was not so heavy, but she had a little more expectation, and he also longed for a battle with demons!

Moreover, he didn't want Lan Yueyue to be stopped by a girl, because he was a boy, and some things had to be like a boy.

"Brother~" Lan Yueyue was a little worried, although she had told Mingyang about the horror of the demon, Mingyang had not experienced it personally after all, and she only had simple data in her heart about the horror of the demon.

"It's okay, just treat me as a machismo, and if I suffer, I deserve it!"

"What a machismo, little brother, let my sister teach you a lesson, you can't do it at any time!"

Lin Xin'er sneered.

"Really?"

Mingyang smiled faintly, comforted Lan Yueyue, and walked towards Lin Xin'er, her clenched fists clicking.

"I heard that my sister is a demon? Then let me, a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, see what horror demons are?"

"Okay! Sister doesn't use her vitality, just like you!"

In the face of Mingyang's provocation, Lin Xin'er sneered indifferently.

"If my sister doesn't use her vitality, she may not be able to beat me!"

Mingyang saw the contempt in Lin Xin'er's eyes, smiled indifferently, and blasted his small fist straight out towards the nearest black tree next to him.

"Boom!"

The tree, which was seventy or eighty centimeters in diameter and more than twenty meters high, trembled violently, and the place where Mingyang's fist collided with the trunk of the tree was scattered and splashed in all directions, and a huge fist mark pierced the entire trunk!

"Whew~"

Glancing at his masterpiece, Ming Yang gently blew away the remaining tree chips on his fist, and after being tempered by the gray mist, his physical strength was much stronger than before, even if he didn't use exercises and other means, it could be compared to ordinary steel.

It's still pure

The power of the flesh!

Lin Xin'er's contemptuous eyes slowly became solemn, Mingyang's blow was right under her nose, she could see it clearly, the strength of this punch was close to the tonnage! And there was not the slightest fluctuation of vitality in the whole process, then, Mingyang's punch undoubtedly relied on his own physical strength!

"I almost lost my eyes, Little Brother Ming turned out to be an individual martial arts cultivator!"

Jin Xin'er's cold face had a hint of smile and admiration, physical cultivation is much more difficult than Yuan Xiu, if you want to cultivate a body like fine iron, you have to endure hardship, but also undergo high-intensity exercise, the harshness is not something that ordinary people can bear!

As long as ordinary people have talent, they will definitely not choose this path, and basically only people with too poor Yuan Qi talent will choose this path, after all, physical cultivation is much more difficult than Yuan cultivation.

Praise is admiration, but Lin Xin'er has no intention of retreating.

"Little brother, my sister has to convince you that you have the courage to embark on this path, but the future of physical cultivation is worrying compared to Yuan Xiu, and Sister Yue'er's following you will only delay her Yuan Qi cultivation ......"

"It's useless to talk more, you'll see it under your fist!"

Without waiting for Lin Xin'er to finish speaking, Mingyang opened his mouth and interrupted it.

He knows that the path he is taking is not the kind of incompetent physical cultivation path, and his vision has long been placed outside the clouds.

"Good!"

Lin Xin'er was interrupted by Mingyang before she finished speaking, which made her, who had always been arrogant, a little angry, and made up her mind to teach Mingyang a lesson.

"Sister doesn't take advantage of you, only use the strength of the early stage of the Dao Yuan Realm, if you can defeat your sister, your sister can take you to practice together. ”

For Mingyang, Lin Xin'er also had a sense of solicitation, but the prospect of physical cultivation was too short, and there was always a day when she stopped, which made her feel contradictory, and after thinking about it for the last time, she decided to personally test how far Mingyang had cultivated, if she could defeat her in the early stage of the Dao Yuan Realm, why not accept it?

Even if there is a little trouble at that time, is she still afraid of those troubles with her status?

"Huh!"

For Lin Xin'er's courtesy, Mingyang's deep pupils showed a faint disdain, with his ability, can he still use to go through the back door?

Besides, he didn't mean to join the Eastern Sage Xuanzong, so he politely refused: "That's to thank Sister Xin'er for her kindness first, but Yueyue and I are used to being free and comfortable, and we don't like to join the sect's forces, so I ask my sister to understand." ”

Lan Yueyue nodded lightly on the side.

Lin Xin'er, who was in a rising mood, saw that Lan Yueyue did not have the intention of joining the Eastern Saint Xuanzong, her mood plummeted, she glanced at the fingerprints on her arm that had not yet dispersed, her silver teeth clenched, and she glared at Mingyang fiercely.

Looking at this appearance, she is pushing all the responsibilities to Mingyang, and there is a sense that the old accounts and old accounts should be settled together.

Mingyang was very confused about Lin Xin'er's suddenly fierce eyes, and couldn't understand why Lin Xin'er suddenly changed, and accidentally remembered what Seventh Grandpa said: Women are fickle!

"Papapa~"

A surging vortex of vitality rose into the sky, and they were nearby

Several large trees suddenly shattered and fell into the sky full of sawdust.

Mingyang caught a piece of sawdust and pinched it gently, but before he could exert himself, the sawdust turned into a cloud of wood foam.

looked ahead at Lin Xin'er, who was admiring the falling wood chips in the sky, and the corners of her mouth twitched, isn't all this what Lin Xin'er did.

"The good tree is gone......

Lin Xin'er said lightly: "Because they are an eyesore~ Since you are going to fight, you have to take care of a space for this test." ”

Mingyang smiled, looking at the lump of wood foam in his hand, is this cleaning the battlefield? Mingyang is demonstrating like him!

Throwing away the lump of wood foam in his hand and clapping his little hands, even so, it was impossible for him to be afraid of Lin Xin'er. The trees here are just ordinary big trees, although they have been tempered by the black wind for many years, but because of their own quality, they are not much harder, and he can smash a few such ordinary big trees.

Seeing that there was no trace of surprise in Mingyang's eyes, and her behavior was also very natural, Lin Xin'er was a little surprised, although she simply showed her hand, but this method was also extremely clever, but Mingyang didn't seem to care, it didn't seem to have anything to do with him at all, such a reaction was capable except for fools.

Through the previous president, she didn't believe that Mingyang would be the former.

"It seems that the little brother Ming likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? Then let my sister see how deep the little brother is hidden!"

Lin Xin'er's eyes froze, and the vitality fluctuations in the early stage of the Dao Yuan Realm diffused, and the surrounding sawdust also turned into wood foam, rising with the wind.

"It's not deep, it's not deep, it's under the pants. ”

Mingyang replied lazily, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

How much did this underestimate him, when he broke through, his standing strength was already close to the middle stage of the Dao Yuan Realm, coupled with the suppression of his Yuan Qi by his exercises, his body was tempered by the black wind, and the ordinary early stage of the Dao Yuan Realm was not in his eyes......

Although Lin Xin'er is known as a demon, it is just a competition between them, and with Lin Xin'er's arrogance, can Lin Xin'er put down that face and use her hole cards?

He didn't notice that the gaze that had been staying on him all the way as he spoke was different from before, and it was all developing in a bad direction.

Lin Xin'er was slightly stunned, then snorted coldly: "If the child doesn't learn well, he will be molesting people when he is so old, he should teach a lesson!"

Lan Yueyue, who has always supported Mingyang, also nodded in agreement at this moment, and her slightly reddened face was warm and angry, and she sneered: "Sister Xin'er, be ruthless!

"Okay!" Lin Xin'er's eyes flashed with a hint of playful ridicule.

When Mingyang heard this voice that made him sluggish, his little face changed for a while, and he wanted to cry without tears: "I said that this is just a misunderstanding, do you believe it?"

It was indeed a smooth thing to say just now, and the source of all this came from the obscene figure in my mind!

"Hooligans!"

Lan Yueyue snorted lightly, turned her head to the side, and ignored someone.

The expression on Mingyang's face instantly stiffened, and he scolded in his heart: "Stinky second grandfather, it's all your fault!"

At the same time, a ringing sounded in his head

With a small laughter, Mingyang's face sank, and he smiled hideously: "Xiao Jinjin, isn't it funny?"

"Ahh

"Let's go cool! I'll settle accounts with you later. ”

Mingyang shouted angrily at the sycophant Jin Feng, grabbed its small figure, and threw it aside.

"Sister Xin'er, come on. ”

After getting rid of the golden wind, Mingyang took two steps forward, the laziness on his face dissipated, and he looked directly at Lin Xin'er with an expressionless face.

Lin Xin'er frowned slightly when she saw this, Mingyang at this time gave her the feeling of being a different person, without the lazy and lazy loose appearance of the hippie smile, she wanted a sharp and domineering sword, faintly revealing danger.

Being stared at by Mingyang's sharp gaze, I always felt that my whole body was being seen through, and there was a stinging pain like a needle on my skin.

"Could it be that you really underestimated this guy?" Lin Xin'er wondered in her heart, she had only felt such a look in the patriarch of the sect.

Thinking of this, Lin Xin'er shook her head self-deprecatingly, denying the exaggerated speculation in her heart.

How old is Mingyang, in his early tens, can he win her?

The last breeze blew, carrying away the last bit of wood foam on the dark ground, and the fight was about to rise at the touch of a button.

(End of chapter)

Reading is exciting, reading is wonderful!

( = )