"I throw in the towel. ”

"I throw in the towel!!"

The two teenagers admit defeat in one sentence, and until now they are blushing and their necks are thick.

The voices are getting louder and louder.

"I throw in the towel!!!"

"No, I throw in the towel!!"

Huayu looked at the two boys in the ring and only felt that it was getting more and more fun.

There was no desire to pause at all.

directly ignored the faces of the parents of Honghui Xianjun and Yiling Holy Maiden, whose faces were already gloomy to the extreme.

The two in the ring are fighting to admit defeat more and more fiercely.

Until the young man in white couldn't help but slap the young man in black in the face.

"Smack. ”

A crisp slap in the face made the black-clothed boy a little stunned.

In disbelief, he turned his head to look at the young man in white.

The young man in white looked at his palm on the face of the young man in black, and suddenly became a little overwhelmed.

He looked at the young man in black with some guilt, and his eyes were full of shame.

"Smack. ”

The young man in white was slapped by the young man in black.

Then he turned his head and looked at the young man in black and the palm that had not been withdrawn.

"Smack. ”

The young man in white then gave the young man in black a little more.

"Smack. ”

The young man in black also returned the favor to the young man in white.

"Smack"

"Smack"

"Smack"

...

...

The two of you come and go, and a slap sound that is clearer than the other comes out.

The monks under the ring fell silent for a moment.

watched the two of them slap each other at once.

The faces of the two people who were slapped were already high and swollen.

Zhang Yang looked at the two teenagers in the ring and was silent.

Jilin is also silent.

Not only them, but even the well-informed cold kite fairy was silent.

Venerable Hua Mao and the others were also silent.

And the parents of Honghui Xianjun and Yiling Holy Maiden can no longer express their feelings at this moment with gloomy faces.

The weather in the Sword Yun Sect also began to become gloomy.

It is something that is affected by the feelings that emerge in the hearts of the two couples who have become immortals.

"Smack. ”

"Smack. ”

"Smack. ”

"Smack. ”

The two boys in the ring are still attacking each other.

One person at a time, do not give in to each other, as long as one side fights, the other party will definitely follow immediately.

Until the young man in black was hit by the angry blow of the young man in white, knocked out the teeth in his mouth, and flew out upside down.

A large pool of blood spat out of his mouth.

This slap war has only come to an end.

The young man in white was also uncomfortable, and spat out the blood in his mouth, mixed with broken teeth.

Seeing that the young man in black was still stubbornly trying to get up and come over.

The young man in white sneered in his heart, and sat in place looking at the appearance of the young man in black.

The black-clothed young man struggled a few times, but did not break free, and could only crawl on the ground softly.

showed a cannibalistic gaze and looked at the young man in white viciously.

This damn fellow.

Damn!!

Because the boy in white can still move, the boy in black can't move.

Huayu announced the winning side with some regret.

The two children were each supported by two beautiful nuns.

When passing by Zhang Yang and others.

The young man in white was stunned for a moment, and motioned for the nun who was supporting him to stop.

Looking at the cold kite fairy, the young man in white looked like a gentleman.

"Hey, woman, you're mine from today onwards. ”

The cold kite fairy was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Zhang Yang, who was also stunned.

Zhang Yang looked at the young man's swollen face at the moment, and rubbed the young man's head with his hand.

"This kid, you'd better talk like that when you're older. ”

The young man in white opened Zhang Yang's hand, when was he rubbed his head like this by outsiders.

"Take away your stinky hands, I'm talking to this woman, mind your, be careful that I poke you to the bone. ”

Zhang Yang was speechless for a while, looking at this young man who was younger than Wang Ao.

This girl hasn't fought since she was a child, so she is so arrogant.

However, with the support of his parents in the immortal stage, Zhang Yang is probably about the same if he is this young man.

It's all habitual.

I was trying to tell this kid a good reason, although he didn't like the cold kite fairy.

But how can you say that the cold kite fairy is also his nominal wife.

How could it be that this stinky brother didn't return the truth.

It doesn't matter what your father and mother are, let's teach you a good lesson first.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yang.

This is a very beautiful woman, on par with the beauties of Wang Miaoyan's level.

The woman bowed slightly to Zhang Yang and the cold kite fairy, "Zhang Yang... Patriarch, Patriarch Leng Kite, forgive the younger generation for teaching his son, and if you offend the two patriarchs, blame me. ”

The person who came was none other than Yiling Holy Maiden, who was facing Zhang Yang and the cold kite fairy at this moment.

"Mother, what do you want to apologize to this big bald head, the woman next to him is so beautiful, is it okay to catch her and give me a concubine. ”

The young man in white saw his mother coming, and he didn't pay attention to what his mother said.

Even if he hears it, he doesn't care, as long as he wants something from childhood to adulthood, his mother will satisfy him.

It's just a woman, and his mother must be able to satisfy him.

"Smack. ”

Yiling Saintess slapped the young man in white and directly stunned the young man in white.

This is the first time his mother has beaten him.

I looked at his mother in disbelief.

At this moment, the young man in black was carried by a beautiful nun and walked here.

After seeing the cold kite fairy, he said excitedly: "This woman is mine, Daddy quickly arrest this woman back and make me a concubine." ”

Zhang Yang held his forehead, and the face of the middle-aged handsome monk beside the black-clothed young man became more and more ugly.

directly slapped the black-clothed young man, and he used his spiritual power to directly slap the black-clothed young man unconscious.

This middle-aged and handsome monk was none other than Honghui Xianjun.

Seeing her husband slap the child unconscious, Yiling Saintess was a little distressed, but she also understood her husband's intentions.

In the disbelief of the young man in white, he gave the young man in white another slap in the face.

The young man in white also fainted, and the beautiful monk who supported him carried the young man in white behind him.

Honghui Xianjun and Yiling Shengnu apologized to Zhang Yang and Leng Kite Fairy again.

Under the forgiveness of Zhang Yang and Fairy Leng Kite, the two walked towards their residence in the Sword Yun Sect with gloomy faces.

In the later competition, the husband and wife were not in the slightest mood to watch.

Why did the husband and wife apologize to Fairy Leng Kite and Zhang Yang.

Nonsense, these two people don't know anyone in the Sword Yun Sect, and no one knows.

And Hua Yu, as the founding patriarch of the Sword Yun Sect, does not have much reputation.

However, when the play was frightening, many monks saw it.

Especially the Immortal Stage monks who came over this time to prepare to show off their might.

A total of five Immortal Stage monks came, and this Immortal Decisive Conference.

When I saw the strength of the flower language.

Every monk who cultivated in the immortal stage felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

I really want to go straight home!!

Originally, I was going to pretend X, but I didn't expect to be a foil if I couldn't pretend to be X.

Who are they?

On this Dongxuan Continent, which one's name is not prestigious.

That's the immortal period!!

And the cold kite fairy is the master of the flower language.

This woman was the most beautiful woman they had ever seen.

No, because he had never seen such a beautiful woman, Honghui Xianjun looked at it twice.

At night, he was scratched by his wife with a big flower face.

Ahem, ahem. Far from it.

The cold kite fairy is the master of the language of flowers.

Although it is only the cultivation of the psychic period.

But all monks of the righteous path respect teachers and respect the way is engraved in their bones.

Dare to mess with the cold kite fairy?

Then wait to be washed with blood by flowers, this is not for fun.

On the other hand, although Zhang Yang is the husband of the cold kite fairy, Honghui Xianjun doesn't care much about the kid.

In his eyes, Zhang Yang may just be a pet that the cold kite fairy finds interesting.

After all, such a beautiful woman, and such a powerful disciple.

Find a man with a bald head who can reflect the sunlight and looks unremarkable.

What is not a pet?

The cold kite fairy looked at Zhang Yang's silent face, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Yang glanced at the cold kite fairy.

The brain circuit of this cold kite fairy is also strange enough, jealous?

What kind of vinegar does he eat?

The cold kite fairy was very unhappy when she saw Zhang Yang's movements.

Stretched out his hand and pinched Zhang Yang's arm.

"Tear. ”

Zhang Yang has become accustomed to the cold kite fairy's pinching of flesh.

I can easily accept the feeling of pain.

Lying !!

Habit is a terrible thing.

The eighth ring match will begin immediately.

By the time the monk in charge of cleaning the venue had cleaned up all the broken steps and blood stains in the ring, there were also things like fallen teeth.

There were two young girls standing in the ring.

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, these two girls were no longer strange twins.

A young girl wears a long pink dress and holds a long sword in her hand.

The other girl was dressed in a black power suit, and the weapon in her hand was a long knife about the length of the Cold Moon Knife.

Zhang Yang was interested, staring at the girl in the ring, showing interest.

Feeling the pain in his arm getting more and more, he couldn't help but say to the cold kite fairy: "What kind of nerves are you having, is it very painful." ”

The cold kite fairy snorted coldly, "Is that woman in black so good-looking." ”

Zhang Yang paused for a moment and explained: "I'm looking at the long knife in the girl's hand." ”

The cold kite fairy looked incredulous, but she still lightened the force in her hand.

There are very few monks with long knives.

At least Zhang Yang is only now looking at the first person besides him.

The girl with the long sword in the ring held the sword flower and looked at the girl in the black suit in front of her vigilantly.

The long knife is unsheathed.

A sense of slaughter swept the audience.

Suddenly, the attention of the monks watching the ring was all on the girl in the black suit.

Killing !!

Very similar but not quite the same, Zhang Yang's curiosity became more and more intense, and he asked the cold kite fairy next to him.

"Leng Kite, what is the aura on this girl's body?"

The cold kite fairy let go of the arm that was pinching Zhang Yang and said, "This is evil qi. ”

Evil?

looked at Zhang Yang with an incomprehensible look.

The cold kite fairy said patiently: "Evil qi and murderous qi are the same type, but evil qi is more weird and difficult to master than murderous qi. ”

"More or less, as long as you kill a lot of people, you can be more or less infected with a little murderous aura. ”

"But the evil qi is different, and I haven't studied the principle of the evil qi in detail, so I can only distinguish the difference between the two. ”

"By the way, killing and killing are different, having a strong murderous aura may not necessarily be able to enter the killing path, but the monk who has entered the killing path must have a deep murderous aura. ”

"In the same way, the girl in the ring is almost the same as the girl called Nangong Lan, but she has a bad aura but has not really stepped into the evil road. ”

After listening to Fairy Leng Kite's explanation, Zhang Yang nodded.

His eyes continued to look at the two girls who were about to fight each other in the ring.

He wanted to know what the difference was between this evil aura and murderous aura.

He pushed open the door to killing, and had his own set of understandings of murderous aura.