"Let's let, let's let!"

The loud voice instantly overshadowed the noise in the field. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

Ning Qingqiu, like the others, looked in that direction.

After all, everyone is pushed and squeezed, if it weren't for the strength of the monks, there would have been a stampede accident a long time ago, at this time everyone felt crowded, quite a bit miserable, but everyone is like this, if someone is here to make a special offense and make a public anger, it is to find their own death.

So Ning Qingqiu was very curious, who had the courage to shout here.

Then I saw the golden gleam, the blinding robe.

The gloomy and slender eyes of the barren Luo Hu swept the crowd so indifferently, at this time compared to the pomp just now, it was a lot, although it was also the appearance of the eldest and my second child just now, but in the end, it was a person, the momentum was slightly weaker, but at this time, there were people accompanying him on the side and behind him, and it looked like a large area of black damage, and he walked with the wind.

The corners of Ning Qingqiu's mouth twitched, wondering if it was a mistake for them to accept each other's challenge.

Look, this is an occasion to squeeze people to be deformed, it is for fear that others will not notice him, the two people on the left and right have been pulling their voices to make way for people, and other people are scattering flowers and pushing people, which looks like a special annoying kind.

I'm afraid it's not really sick.

Ning Qingqiu observed the faces of the people around him, and found that everyone's faces were very strange, some of the corners of their eyes were still twitching, and the corners of their mouths were squirming

Chen Xuangan was helpless to hold his forehead: "I said, our opponent is such a thing?"

Well, swearing doesn't take a dirty word.

But when it came to Ning Qingqiu's heart.

The impression of Abara in her heart has plummeted.

What the hell.

It was supposed to be a must-win battle, but this time she decided to fire all the power and teach the other party a ruthless lesson.

It's just—

Originally, they planned to be low-key and blend in with the team of scavengers, and after entering the Heavenly Desolation Battlefield, they would sneak away to do what they wanted to do, but now it seems that the plan really can't catch up with the changes.

Arahu slowly walked into the central ring, which is a bit like the ancient Colosseum, with an open space in the middle, high walls around it, and then a stepped audience seat, where everyone can watch the most direct life-and-death struggle, the battle between man and beast, the winner lives, and the loser dies!

The bloody and primitive scene can most stimulate the instinct of the human race engraved in the depths of genes and souls to fight the heavens and the earth.

It is this step-by-step bloody struggle that the human race has today's status, so they will do whatever it takes to fight to become stronger.

This is the motto and credo of the waste pickers!

Huang Luohu raised his hand slightly, and the field gradually quieted down, and the crowd stopped pushing.

It can be seen that although many people are dissatisfied with him, the prestige of Huang Luohu here is obviously not low, otherwise it would not have been possible to have such an effect.

Ning Qingqiu thought, if he defeated him later, this guy wouldn't cry at that time, right? After all, so many people watched, it was probably better to live than to die, after all, he was such a superficial and proud person with his nostrils facing to the sky.

Of course, if the other party can break it and stand up, maybe it can achieve a good story, but it's a pity, she is quite interested in the secret of the black scale sword, the key is that the style of the absurd Rahu really disgusts her, and if the other party is obsessed with finding fault, it is actually quite troublesome for them, so-

Just like Elder Ge of Qianjilou said, although it is not too difficult to kill, but the difficulty is that it is difficult to finish in the follow-up, after all, there are two god-transforming monks in the goshawk team, and the most important thing is that one of them is still the father of Huang Luohu, if his son who has high hopes is killed, no matter what point of view, this god-transforming monk will probably have an endless mortal enmity with them.

But Ning Qingqiu was sure that if he really decided to kill him, he would definitely not be merciful at that time.

"Today, I am standing here, I think everyone is no stranger to me, I am a desolate Rahu, a young master of the goshawk, a monk of the Yuan Infant Stage, today, there are even young people who want to challenge me, the most ridiculous thing is that they are just ants in the Jindan period, as a monk, the most important point is not to challenge the monks of the higher realm, because that means death. ”

"In order not to bully people, two wins in three games is the battle mode I gave, in the first two sentences, I will send two Jindan monks under me, only if you win them, you are qualified to stand in front of me and let me kill you, otherwise, you can only be thrown to feed the dogs." ”

The smile on his lips was crazy and cold.

Some of the people's faces were slightly angry, most of these people were Jindan monks, and the others were indifferent, the Yuan Infant monks were all in the box, they were extremely satisfied with Huang Luohu's words, and they understood why he didn't sweep directly but wanted two wins in three games.

Because if even the Jindan monks under him can't beat it, they are indeed not qualified to stand in front of Huang Luohu, no matter what hole cards Jin Dan has, provoking Yuan Ying is the most stupid behavior, Huang Luo Hu is arrogant, many people don't like him, but they are also Yuan Ying monks, the hierarchy is clear, they still agree with Huang Luohu's words, those few nameless scavengers, but really chose a dead end, and will be spurned by other waste pickers, because the death is too ugly.

Huang Luohu's eyes were like electricity, and he swept around the field: "Haven't you arrived yet?

Ning Qingqiu's face sank.

This guy is really unpleasant to watch.

"Who's going to be on the first game?"

She asked.

Mingyuan rolled up his sleeves lightly, and there was a faint sneer on Qingjun's face: "I'll come, heat up the scene first, and then you kill him again." ”

Ning Qingqiu nodded.

She said, "Please let Jean, here we are." ”

Originally, only the people around them looked at them, and then, almost all eyes were focused on these four people.

Qiye had already brought a black hat, mainly because he didn't want to show his face, and he hated the eyes of other people, so the hat was neat and tidy.

Ning Qingqiu felt very strange about this.

There's only one girl in their group, right? Or the kind that is really beautiful like a flower, even if he boasts about the country and the city, he doesn't feel weak, and it stands to reason that the person who wears a hat to cover his face and then isolates the eyes of some people should be himself, right?

How did you get to them, it's the opposite of the Seven Nights?