Venerable Hua Mao waved his hand, "Zhang Yang... Patriarch, don't mind so much, life and death are up to you. ”

Zhang Yang nodded, did not speak again, and followed behind Venerable Huamao.

After walking through the disciples' cave gathering place, there is a ring square.

The square was full of people, all looking at the ring with great interest.

Zhang Yang also looked at the ring with great interest, and couldn't help but be stunned, what the hell.

At this moment, Wang Ao was standing in the ring, and the flame gun in his hand spit out flames.

Opposite him was a very sweet-looking girl with a dark green sword in her hand.

"Senior Sister Bai killed this guy who didn't know what to do, and she dared to speak for that waste Ma Zeyu. ”

"Senior Sister Bai must beat this bastard to the point that he doesn't even know his mother. ”

"Senior Sister Bai...."

"Senior Sister Bai...."

The disciples of the Sword Yun Sect who were gathered in the ring below were furious.

Wang Ao on the stage didn't care about what the people below said, he just looked at the girl in front of him, and his eyes burst with a burst of light.

The spiritual power of the whole body was agitated, and it burst out with an amazing momentum, overshadowing the voices of everyone in the audience.

The girl was not to be outdone, and her burst of spiritual power was also amazing, faintly overpowering Wang Ao's momentum.

Venerable Hua Mao's face was black, and he just wanted to open his mouth to stop the nonsense of the disciples of the Sword Yun Sect.

Zhang Yang spoke first, "Venerable Huamao, who is this person who is fighting against Wang Ao?"

Venerable Huamao turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yang, he didn't know why, but now Zhang Yang was his nominal "ancestor".

Since the "patriarch" has spoken, he can only answer obediently.

"She is the true disciple of the Sword Yun Sect, Bai Ke'er, and the previous Lei Cong trial was an important moment for her to retreat and impact the Jindan period. ”

"That's why she escaped, alas!!"

Venerable Hua Mao let out a long sigh, thinking of the true disciples of the Sword Yun Sect, now only Ma Zeyu and this Bai Ke'er were left, and there was also a serious injury that had not yet healed Senior Sister Liu.

His heart hurts, especially with the death of his daughter.

Fortunately, now the strength of their Sword Yun Sect is their generation, so they are not afraid that the Sword Yun Sect will weaken.

And the Flower Language Patriarch came out of retreat, hum, it is called the Immortal Period, and it is just an ant in front of the Flower Language Patriarch.

Their Sword Yun Sect will definitely become the leading sect in this Eastern Xuan Continent, and there is no one.

Zhang Yang nodded after hearing this, and said, "Since this is the case, it is good to let this kid Wang Ao suffer a little." ”

Venerable Hua Mao glanced at Zhang Yang strangely.

Seeing Zhang Yang's gloating appearance, he was a little stunned.

Nonsense, how could he know that Zhang Yang hated Wang Ao very much.

Although Zhang Yang's hair is not black and bright in the shampoo commercial, it also adds a stunt effect.

But there is still hair anyway.

Ever since the arrogant Super Saiyan transformation technique was burned, he can only have a shiny big bald head now.

How can you not be angry, if you have the opportunity to beat Wang Ao, this kid.

Zhang Yang was definitely the first to stand up and raise his hands in favor.

Since Zhang Yang.... The patriarch had already said this, and Venerable Huamao had no intention of stopping him.

The four of them stood still and watched the upcoming battle between the two in the ring.

The momentum on Bai Ke'er's body is getting stronger and stronger, and it has already overshadowed Wang Ao.

Wang Ao wanted to strengthen his momentum, but how could he, a monk in the psychic stage, be more imposing than a monk in the Jindan period.

Bai Ke'er was concerned about Ma Zeyu's killing of the disciples of the Sword Yun Sect and other sects.

didn't care at all, but gave Ma Zeyu a thumbs up in his heart.

Because now that the sect has allocated her more resources, her cultivation has progressed faster.

She has only been promoted to the Jindan stage for a few months, and now she is now at the second level of the Jindan stage, and this cultivation speed makes her beautiful.

However, in front of these angry disciples, she had to show her collusion with them, even if she was not very happy.

After all, you have to stand on the right team to have bread to eat, and Ma Zeyu is standing opposite the sect.

Although there was still the sect master who was trying to maintain the resources he deserved, he was under the protests of the other elders and disciples.

Ma Zeyu is now living like a mouse.

Bai Ke'er thought of this and looked at Wang Ao, a handsome young man in the distance.

I'm really sorry, although she fought a handsome boy or something.

There is a little bit of guilt in my heart, but since you hit the muzzle of the gun, let her earn a little prestige among this group of angry disciples after she is defeated.

"Wang Ao, take it. ”

Bai Ke'er shouted at Wang Aojiao, the dark green long sword in his hand erupted with a burst of brilliance, and a sword qi several zhang long slashed down towards Wang Ao from the sky.

The sword qi the size of several zhang looked amazingly powerful, but Bai Ke'er kept her hand, she didn't want to really hurt this only disciple of the January Venerable.

Wang Ao looked at the sword qi slashing towards him from the sky and shouted.

"Well done. ”

The spiritual power of his body exploded, and the flames all over his body changed to golden yellow, and so did his hair.

"Eight Transformations of Burning Flame !!"

The cold kite fairy looked at Wang Ao with a burst of brilliance in her eyes, and only then did she carefully look at the flame spear in Wang Ao's hand.

"I see, no wonder I always feel that this Wang Ao makes me feel familiar. ”

When Zhang Yang heard what Xiao Qing said, he guessed that Wang Ao must be the person Xiao Qing mentioned who was only one step worse than the Immortal Emperor.

Venerable Huamao only felt that Wang Ao's body was full of flames, and his momentum was faintly able to compete with Bai Ke'er in the Jindan period.

I am very curious, and I value Wang Ao again, and the old immortal in January seems to have picked up a good apprentice.

Then I heard what the cold kite fairy said. Asked suspiciously.

"Ancestor Leng Kite, what is this Eight Changes of Burning Flame?"

After all, this is a practice left over from the ancient monk period, and it is normal for Venerable Huamao not to know about it.

"This monk who created the Eight Transformations of the Burning Flame Decisive ascended earlier than me, and I ascended to the Immortal Court back then. ”

"That monk already has a great reputation, not much better than the Immortal Emperor. ”

"Wang Ao can get this person's inheritance, and he can be regarded as a person with extremely profound blessings. ”

Venerable Hua Mao was very surprised and continued to look at Wang Ao, what kind of shit luck did the old immortal take in January.

to be able to get such a disciple with a lot of blessings.

Now in Venerable Huamao's heart, there are two people who are jealous and envious.

A January scattered.

One is Zhang Yang, the bastard.

His eyes turned to the field.

Wang Ao's tongue of fire roared, and the flames erupted from the gun in his hand, meeting the sword light the size of several zhang.

The two collided, bursting into bursts of qi, and even the prohibition on the ring was a little shaky.

Venerable Hua Mao frowned, and with a wave of his hand, a prohibition was struck, landing on top of the prohibition in the ring.

Only then did the wave of qi that erupted in the ring stabilize.

The disciples in the audience were looking at the ring with blazing eyes at the moment, and they were very disdainful of Wang Ao before.

However, at this moment, Wang Ao's strength made the disciples of the Sword Yun Sect who were watching the battle in the ring here all silent.

A strong person will always make people respect.

After the qi wave dissipated, the golden flames on Wang Ao's body soared by an inch with a wave of his hand.

made the birth method stab straight towards Bai Ke'er.

As a disciple of the Sword Yun Sect, Bai Ke'er has entered the Dao of Sword Cultivation, although she is a woman.

Because of the killing intention of the sword, I saw that Wang Ao wanted to fight with her in close combat.

She smiled, flicked the dark green long sword in her hand, and stepped forward to meet Wang Ao.

A sword slashed at the tip of Wang Aodu's spear.

There was a tooth-aching sound of metal clashing.

Wang Ao was slashed back by a sword, but Bai Ke'er did not move a single step with a smile on his face.

Wang Ao continued to stab at Bai Ke'er with a shake of the gun.

"When".

With the same consequences, Wang Ao took a few steps back with a stubborn face, and Bai Keer responded with a smile.

Wang Ao greeted Bai Ke'er with one shot at a time, or picking, stabbing, or chopping.

However, they were all blocked by Bai Ke'er with a simple sword.

Hua Yu, who saw the scene, said: "This little girl is good, leave it to me." ”

Venerable Huamao was overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked Bai Ke'er instead, "I will thank the Flower Language Patriarch for Bai Ke'er." ”

Fairy Leng Kite also smiled faintly, "This girl, just in the Jindan period, she understands the truth of the Great Dao to Jane, which is a very good seedling." ”

Zhang Yang pouted disdainfully, the road was simple, if he was Bai Keer.

Relying on cultivation to bombard and bomb the enemy to the ground is the king, not like playing the enemy now.

The cold kite fairy looked at Zhang Yang's expression and asked, "Are you not convinced?"

Zhang Yang Zhengse said: "Obey, why don't you accept it, it's simply a five-body throw." ”

The cold kite fairy glared at Zhang Yang fiercely, and stretched out her hand to pinch his arm.

But when he saw Zhang Yang hiding, he smiled, "You can't catch it." ”

Cold Kite Fairy's teeth are itchy, but her current cultivation is indeed not as high as Zhang Yanggao, although she has seen a lot.

But the cultivation is a big realm there, and she can't be as fast as Zhang Yang.

What's more, Zhang Yang also learned the abominable Immortal Emperor's self-created body without a trace.

Hua Yu saw the itchy appearance of her master's dignity, and glanced at Zhang Yang, who was very proud at the moment.

With a light click, Zhang Yang uncontrollably arrived in front of the cold kite fairy.

Zhang Yang looked at Hua Yu with an angry face, "How can I say it, I can also be your master, you treat me disrespectfully like this." ”

Ignoring the anger on Zhang Yang's face, Huayu continued to look at the ring.

"Ahh There. No... Ahhhh

While pinching Zhang Yang's shoulder, the cold kite fairy also looked into the ring.

At this moment, Wang Ao's golden flames were surging more and more, and it looked like they were about to explode.

Really!!!

Wang Ao shouted at Bai Ke'er, "Senior Sister Bai, run, I can't help but explode." ”

Bai Ke'er raised her head and looked at Wang Ao, who had already risen into the air, with a cute expression.

Is it going to explode?

A ring match also has to play self-destruction, how much you can't afford to lose.

But how can you blow yourself up as a monk in the little psychic period, she is very curious.

Zhang Yang looked at Wang Ao's brighter and brighter body, and was afraid for a while.

Open the hand of the cold kite fairy.

He trembled and said, "Run, that soul is about to explode again." ”

In the surprised eyes of the cold kite fairy and the flower language, as well as Venerable Hua Mao.

Zhang Yang added, "Damn, my hair was burned by this bastard, and it hasn't grown yet." ”

Just when Zhang Yang's voice fell.

Wang Ao in the middle of the middle let out a wild roar, and the sound was like thunder that resounded throughout the ring.

The disciples in the audience were not prepared in the slightest, and were startled by the sound of explosion and thunder that sounded in their ears.

At this moment, a mushroom cloud rose in the air where Wang Ao was.

Heat waves swept everywhere!!

This heat wave was not blocked by the prohibition in the ring, and in an instant, the entire ring and all the disciples in the audience were enveloped.

The wave of qi did not stop and swept towards Zhang Yang and the others.

Hua Yu frowned, stretched out his hand, and stirred up a shield composed of colorful clouds to block the heat wave in front of Zhang Yang and the others.

At this moment, Venerable Huamao finally understood what Zhang Yang meant.

It wasn't until after the heat wave receded that the disciples who watched Wang Ao and Bai Ke'er's battle in the ring were miserable.

Even people like Huayu and Leng Kite, who have seen a big scene now, can't bear to shoot directly at the tragic situation in the ring now.