"Feng Yu. Feng Yu clasped his hands into fists and reported his name.

Mo Xiaoxiao's chin was slightly raised, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and her eyes were extremely contemptuous, and it was really commendable that an unknown little character dared to challenge her.

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't even mean to report to her home, and said bluntly: "Make a move." ”

Feng Yu didn't have any anger because of Mo's slight contempt.

The second lady of the Mo family, Mo Xiaoxiao, is really strong, but for the position of the leader of the alliance, even if he knows that he is losing, he wants to win.

The two quickly clashed together, but compared to Mo Xiaoxiao and Hua Weiwei in the previous game, this competition soon came to an end.

The result is naturally beyond doubt, and Mo Xiaoxiao is still standing in the ring.

I'm really afraid of something, what is coming.

Shen Qingyu burped, and looked at Mo Xiaoxiao standing still in the ring with drunken eyes, I'm afraid I won't be able to run now.

She glanced at the wine gourd in her hand with disgust, how could Sheng Jingchen's kid's wine be so strong.

She just drank a little, and it was like a needle was pricking, and the world was spinning.

"Congratulations to Miss Mo Er for becoming the leader of my martial arts alliance. Elder Zuo handed the jade plaque symbolizing the identity of the leader of the Martial Arts League to Mo Xiaoxiao.

Mo Xiaoxiao hooked his body slightly and took it, and immediately held it in his hand.

The position of the head of the Mo family is naturally unwanted, but the identity of the leader of the Wulin League is not bad.

At least she can match Brother Hanchuan, as for Mo Jiaojiao's slut, soon, she will die a miserable death.

"You all know that this Martial Arts Alliance is very special, this year, the head of the Eight Great Families, the Pavilion Master of the Yuanshui Pavilion, and the Cloud Void Dao Master are all here, so those who have become the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance can ask one of the seniors for guidance. ”

As he spoke, Elder Zuo suddenly looked at Mo Xiaoxiao on the side.

Mo Xiaoxiao glanced at Elder Zuo, which was regarded as a response, and immediately looked at Shen Qingyu above the nine platforms without thinking.

It's just that...... What is Mo Jiaojiao's slut doing?

Sensing that Mo Xiaoxiao looked at Shen Qingyu, Feng Hanchuan's hand holding the wine cup suddenly tightened a little.

Touching Feng Hanchuan's warning eyes, Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes were a little darker.

Xiao Chengyu's afterglow darkly swept Shen Qingyu, who was drinking and drinking, and his brows furrowed almost invisibly.

Elder Zuo looked over and saw that the person sitting in that direction was Shen Qingyu, the head of the Mo family's family, the master of the Abyss Water Pavilion.

"The alliance leader wants to ask the Mo family master for advice?"

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded slightly: "Yes, when Sister Jiaojiao was in the Mo family, my sister had long wanted to ask my sister for advice, but unexpectedly, my sister had been missing for nearly two years, and now that she has this opportunity, Xiaoxiao naturally can't ask for it." ”

This noodle sounds fine, but if you taste it carefully, it has a different taste.

Hearing this, Shen Qingyu, who was above the nine platforms, stood up with a smile, but it was a pity that she drank and was drunk, and even standing firm became a problem.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sneer, didn't this slut know that she wanted to name her, so she deliberately drank alcohol, right?

Sheng Jingchen's heart tightened, and he didn't care about the eyes of others, so he got up and helped Shen Qingyu, who was stumbling.

Just the moment he held it, Sheng Jingchen felt that his hand was pierced by an ice blade, and his heart felt a little chilly.

Raising his eyes, who else is not the head of the Rong family? This look is really similar to the feeling that Xiao Chengyu felt when he looked at him, Sheng Jingchen shuddered for no reason.

Immediately, he avoided his gaze, and with the feeling of numbness in his scalp, he looked at Mo Xiaoxiao in the ring with a cold face, and said loudly: "Master, I think the Mo League master should choose another candidate, and now the Mo family master seems to be drunk. ”

Mo Xiaoxiao would not let go of such a great opportunity, but in this situation, if she insisted on comparing, it would be in danger.

"Where is the head of the Chu family, Xiaoxiao has admired Sister Jiaojiao for a long time, and now that Sister Jiaojiao is drunk, then Xiaoxiao will ask for advice tomorrow. ”

Sheng Jingchen frowned slightly, how could this Mo Xiaoxiao be determined to compete with the sick beauty? Could it be that these two people have any grudges?

Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, the drunk Shen Qingyu suddenly pushed him away.

"You want to compete with me?"

The woman's little face was flushed with wine from the drink, and the corners of her mouth outlined a stunning arc, as if she didn't care about everything.

At this moment, she clearly felt the power in her body that was gradually condensing together.

Mo Xiaoxiao's expression changed slightly, thinking about Mo Jiaojiao's strength, her heart couldn't help but tighten.

After thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel relieved again, back then she saw Mo Jiaojiao's slut's internal power being sealed.

The tense nerves gradually relaxed, and turned into a sneer: "Sister Jiaojiao will give me some advice." ”

The corners of Shen Qingyu's mouth hooked slightly, and in the next second, he lifted himself and took a slight step, and landed firmly in the ring.

Sheng Jingchen rubbed his eyes, he was not mistaken, right? The sick beauty who was powerless was actually flying down.

Xiao Chengyu's eyes flashed slightly, and he fell tightly on Shen Qingyu in the ring.

The silver needle in his hand was already ready to go.

"Let you make three moves. Shen Qingyu gestured and said with drunken eyes.

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped, Mo Xiaoxiao's strength, even some powerful children in the rivers and lakes were not opponents, but they never thought about this arrogance.

It's just that when they thought that it was the head of the Mo family who was competing with Mo Xiaoxiao, the master of the Abyss Water Pavilion, everyone dispelled their doubts again.

Mo Xiaoxiao glanced at the drunken Shen Qingyu contemptuously, and attacked without saying a word.

In the first three moves, Shen Qingyu easily avoided the past, and Mo Xiaoxiao's three moves were all empty, and not even a single hair of Shen Qingyu was injured.

Shen Qingyu smiled charmingly, and the killing intent fluctuated on his complexion: "It's my turn." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao's expression changed slightly, and before she could react, the palm wind she struck out was easily dissolved by Shen Qingyu, and the next second she only felt her wrist tighten, only to see that the other party showed a wicked smile.

Then her body took off in the air, and she was thrown out alive.

Not......

Mo Xiaoxiao's throat, who was lying on the ground, was fishy sweet, and then blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Isn't Mo Jiaojiao's internal strength sealed? Why is there such a strong ability now? Is it because ...... Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly looked at the wine gourd that was placed on the table by Shen Qingyu.

"Oh my God, this Mo family master is simply beating Mo Xiaoxiao. ”

"This ...... What kind of monster is this, but with one move, it will beat Mo Xiaoxiao like this?"

"Mo Xiaoxiao's strength is not enough for the Mo family master to see. ”

Sheng Jingchen on top of the nine platforms showed a look of surprise, the sick beauty is already a blockbuster if she doesn't sing?

Yue Jingyu took a sip of tea calmly, and there seemed to be no surprise.

Feng Hanchuan frowned slightly, and Jiaojiao's internal strength recovered?

The silver needle in his hand was quietly retracted, and Xiao Chengyu looked at the woman in the ring, with a touch of complexity in his eyes.

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoxin became angry, of course, more resentment, she is also a daughter of the Mo family, why is she always pressed by Mo Jiaojiao, a slut, she is unwilling.

At this moment, I saw Shen Qingyu, who couldn't stand steadily, smiled evilly and said to the embarrassed Mo Xiaoxiao, "Is it fun?"

Mo Xiaoxiao clenched his teeth, and with at most one breath, he attacked Shen Qingyu again.

Shen Qingyu carelessly avoided Mo Xiaoxiao's attack.

Before the palm reaches, the palm wind arrives first, and the power of oppression is as terrifying as the release of the flood.

Mo Xiaoxiao's pupils shrank, and with the tearing pain from her lower abdomen, her whole body was thrown off the ring like a kite with a broken string.

Not......

Mo Xiaoxiao covered her lower abdomen, frowned, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Shen Qingyu in the ring yawned boredly, swept his eyes around, and said in a very arrogant tone: "Except for those sitting on the high platform, do any of you still want to compete?"

The crowd on the high platform: "......"

Everyone in the ring: "......" except for those with strong martial arts on the high platform, isn't this bullying them weak?