Almighty Cultivation Supreme

Now, although there are 6 rings and they are all fighting at the same time, almost everyone's eyes are focused on the ring of the first group.

Because of the breeze!

Tianjiao!Childe-level!The first person!The fourth-generation leader of the Ying family!

Everyone, scrambling to witness his peerless demeanor!

The only one who expressed his disdain and didn't want to take a second look was Huang Xiaolong, who pillowed his head on Ying Aoshan's fragrant shoulders, sniffing her beautiful body fragrance, and his mind was full of pictures of snapping with Ying Aoshan.

Ying Aoshan was ashamed and happy.

The first group in the ring.

The young man stabbed with a sword, and the sword wind passed through like a typhoon, blowing Ying Qingfeng's robe and hair like a hunting sound.

Ying Qingfeng is not moving, and he is so good.

Between the lights and flints!

Bang!!!!

Ying Qingfeng carried it with his left hand, and punched the air with his right hand!

This punch also hit the flaw in the sword move of the wooden boy, and the punch power came out of the air and hit the ribs of the wooden young man.

"Poof~~~!!!"

The boy spat out a mouthful of blood from the sky, and flew out like a kite with a broken string, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking with a click.

After he fell to the ground, he glared at Ying Qingfeng with an angry face. "You... You... You're so ruthless..."

broke his ribs with one punch, and in this way, the young man lost the ability to continue fighting, and this year's martial arts meeting could only end up with hatred and quit early.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame you for being too self-conscious. The mantis arm is a car, that is, people like you. Ying Qingfeng's face was full of sneers. "Let you get down, you're going to be strong. It's a little bit of a lesson. If you want to stop me? At least five years of hard training. ”

After speaking, Ying Qingfeng was like a proud peacock and walked out of the ring.

The referee under the ring couldn't open his mouth to reprimand Ying Qingfeng, so he could only mumble and announce. "Win, 2 points. ”

"Big brother, you... Your family is breezy, and the shot is too heavy!" A middle-aged man with a distorted face stood up directly and shouted at Ying Chong. "It's all my own family, and I hurt people when I shoot, which is too much!"

This middle-aged man is the father of the young man, seeing that his son was not only injured, but also forced to withdraw from the martial arts association, he was naturally unconvinced, and looked for Yingchong theory.

"Hahahaha~~~ Seventh brother, what is your name? Qingfeng's fighting style is like this, if you don't make a move, you will be as ruthless as a demon when you make a move! Besides, my family is not from the same camp. Moreover, if you fight with your own family, the big deal is to get injured, just lie in bed for a few months, if you go out to fight the enemy, then lie down, you will never wake up. "Ying Chong is extremely arrogant.

"You, you, you!" the middle-aged man vomited blood in anger. It is nothing more than that Ying Chong wants to usurp the position of the future head of the family and let him stand in line, he chooses neutrality, and as a result, at today's martial arts meeting, Ying Qingfeng will be ruthless to his son and show him color.

Seeing this scene, the head of the family and the elders all shook their heads.

But Ying Qingfeng is the future of the family, and they are not easy to reprimand, so as not to chill Ying Qingfeng's heart.

The martial arts world is the law of the jungle!

The group battle is in full swing.

In the second round, Huang Xiaolong's opponent was a girl who had condensed 46 True Qi.

"Can you start?" Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Ahh This one... This ......" the girl thought for a moment, then shrugged. "Forget it, Cousin Yinglin was defeated by you just now, although you seem to be lucky to defeat Cousin Yinglin, but... I'm far worse than Cousin Yinglin, so I won't fight with you... In this battle, I admit defeat. ”

It seems that the strength shown by Huang Xiaolong still made many people in the Ying family feel awe.

Huang Xiaolong won one more game and currently has 4 points!

Ying Aotian naturally passed the test easily, and he has been sharpening the six-vein divine sword, the six-way sword technique, and he is becoming more and more refined, his martial arts talent is good, and he can be regarded as having comprehended some fur.

On Ying Qingfeng's side, because he broke the opponent's ribs in the first battle and caused the opponent to withdraw from the martial arts meeting, almost all the opponents he encountered directly admitted that he was unlucky and admitted defeat.

Round 3.

Huang Xiaolong's opponent was actually a teenager in the Yingxiao lineage, in terms of seniority, he was Ying Aoshan's half-brother, and he called Huang Xiaolong a "brother-in-law".

"Haha, brother-in-law, what else am I fighting with you? Besides, I can't beat you. If I don't fight you myself, I'm afraid Sister Aoshan and Dad won't be able to spare me... Hahaha~~ Brother-in-law, I admit defeat, come on!" The young man was a little teasing and smiled and admitted defeat.

Huang Xiaolong points, 6 points.

Fourth round.

Huang Xiaolong took the stage, this time, his opponent, not only did not take the initiative to admit defeat, but also looked at Huang Xiaolong with an evil gaze.

This person was a one-eyed man! About twenty-seven or eight years old, he had condensed a full 67 true qi in his body, which was not trivial. However, what is most touching is not his realm, but his temperament!

His temperament is extremely evil, cold, and fierce.

He was a tyrannical man.

The gaze is somewhat morbid, even a little perverted.

When he looked at Huang Xiaolong with an evil awe-inspiring gaze, a fierce aura was diffused all over his body, this kind of aura was "murderous aura", thinking about it, he must have killed many people, so his body would be filled with a murderous aura like substance.

Even Ying Qingfeng does not have this kind of murderous aura. This person, the person who has been killed, must be more than Ying Qingfeng!

"Yinghai. The one-eyed man grinned at Huang Xiaolong. "Let's introduce myself briefly. My life experience is a bit peculiar. When I was three years old, I got lost in the Qinling Mountains and was taken away by a wolf. I lived in the wolf's den for six years. Hehehe~~~ In the past six years, I have been with wolves every day, hunting, eating wild beasts raw, learning wolf habits and hunting methods... When I was nine years old, my father found me and slaughtered all the wolves... I returned to my family and started practicing martial arts... I practice martial arts differently from them, because I grew up in wolves, I understand the law of the jungle better, so I practice martial arts, not to show off, nor to perform. Every trick I make is for ...... Kill!"

"Every time I kill someone, I record it in my notebook. To this day, uh... No more, no less, a total of 2,000 people were killed. The one-eyed 'Yinghai' licked his lips, "Sometimes, I go crazy... Forehead... I went crazy, and I was afraid of myself. Are you afraid?"

"Poof~~~ You grew up with wolves, are you a beast?" Huang Xiaolong laughed heartlessly.

"Your joke is not funny at all!!! Ying Hai was enraged by Huang Xiaolong, in his one-eyed eyes, the murderous aura was great, and every pore cell in his body spewed a choking smell of blood!

"You've been hiding it, I think, your strength should be good... However, good strength and killing are two different concepts... Tsk, flowers like you in a greenhouse, I'm really a little disdainful of it... Killing you is as easy as killing chickens and ducks...... So, let's play a game. ”

"Hahahaha~~ Playing games? My favorite thing is playing games!" Huang Xiaolong was eager to try.

"So there is about twenty paces between you and me, and now, standing still, I will walk ten steps towards you, and within ten steps, I want you to vomit blood and kneel, and kowtow, and tremble like a quail. Yinghai said jokingly. "If you can stick to ten moves, okay, I'll lose. ”

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