Under the watchful eye of many people, Cao Ke, one of the four sons of Qingyun, fought with the big devil Luo Ping.

Although it is rumored that this big devil has been abolished and has no support from true qi, there are still many people who think that he will win!

Even Cao Ke's grandfather, Cao Ling, is not optimistic about his grandson!

However, Luan Yuqi was a little worried about Luo Ping, as the so-called concern is chaotic, she looked at Luo Ping with concern and asked him if his true qi was still there.

Luo Ping picked her chin with his fingers and said playfully: "Don't worry, Xiao Yuqi, your husband is not really angry and crushes him!"

Luan Yuqi glanced at him angrily and stopped talking.

Luo Ping walked forward slowly, came to the ring of the Yanwu Palace, completely ignored the various curses of the black-faced Cao Ke, made a stretch and said, "Come on, show your skills!"

Cao Ke, this is called a gas!

Taking a big stride, Qi Xing Zhou Tian blessed his fists and smashed it head-on.

Luo Ping stood in place and didn't dodge, just let his fists smash on his chest.

Most of the people watching the battle were young cultivators, they knew the power of Cao Ke's punch, and if they were tough and strong, even the powerhouses of the sixth-turn Xiao Zhou Tian should be cautious.

Luo Ping didn't care at all, he didn't even need his true qi, he just stood there, letting this punch hit his body, and naturally shocked a group of people into a cold sweat.

His fists fell on his body, and he saw Luo Ping standing still in place, but his body was slightly arched, and he looked at Cao Ke, still smiling, and the other party still maintained a black face.

"Let's go back!"

He said playfully, and then his body suddenly straightened, and Cao Ke was bounced out.

Not a trace of true qi was expressed, just a simple body against it.

Even so, Cao Ke couldn't bear it anymore and took a few steps back.

"Ahh

Cao Ke burst into a roar, soothing the pain caused by the over-running of his true qi and killing him again.

"Brother Geng Zhi, I won't let you beat me again!"

Luo Ping continued to tease him, saying this.

Cao Ke didn't care about what he said at all, and strode forward, his fists waved, and rained down.

But no matter how he acted, it was difficult to hurt Luo Ping.

"You can't beat me, there's no way, I'm just so strong!"

"Brother Gengzhi, you can't beat me!"

Cao Ke, who was already angry, was ridiculed by him like this, he was angry, his moves were scattered, and he was kicked on the ass by Luo Ping and fell into a dog shit.

"It's all said, I still beat you without true anger!"

"It's useless for your grandfather to come, he can't protect your ass!"

On the side, Cao Ling was very angry, looking at this arrogant boy, he couldn't wait to rush up and kill him immediately.

But this time, not only Sun Fatzi stopped him, but even the Xu family, who was in cahoots with him on weekdays, also stopped him, constantly making eyes and telling him not to act rashly.

Cao Ling flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and left with his humiliated and unseemly grandson!

Luan Bo evacuated everyone and told them not to look at it anymore, and try not to spread this matter.

Luan Yuqi didn't want to leave, and wanted to stick to Luo Ping, but was frightened by Luan Bo's serious expression and ran to class.

Next, Luo Ping and the others were invited to the main hall and treated each other as guests.

Looking at the atmosphere that suddenly eased down, Luo Ping did not relax, but felt more pressure, and always felt that this atmosphere was a little wrong.

Sure enough, as he expected!

In the main hall, people began to come in one after another, most of them were old men, and some of them were middle-aged, and their strength was very strong.

Counting the strong men of the Xu family, Cao Ling and Sun Fatzi have a total of seven nine-turn masters, and even Luan Bo, as a disciple of the sect master, was given the word Yun and the name Yunping, and they had to be treated respectfully.

The seven of them humbly conceded, struggling with the question of how to sit down.

Sun Fatzi didn't care so much, pushed everyone away and sat down on the main seat, and took the lead in saying: "Old fox, what do you have to say, you are in a hurry to go back to eat!"

The powerhouse of the Xu family glanced at him, and said angrily: "You are a dead fat man, can you die if you eat less?"

"People take food as the sky, and it is better to spend some time on eating than to think about it and think about it!"

Listening to Sun Fatzi's more and more excessive, the strong man of the Xu family was speechless, and said to everyone: "Yunping's nephew recommends a daughter to go up the mountain, and I invite you to come to discuss this matter together!"

When Sun Fatzi heard this, he showed disgust, and hurriedly said: "Is Yun Ping still not able to do such a bad thing?

said that, Sun Fatzi really wanted to coax everyone away.

However, the other four nine-turn masters led by the strong man of the Xu family were all silent, looking at Old Man Xu, waiting for him to speak.

Sun Fatzi was bored, he couldn't stand up and sit back again, walked to Zhang Laohan, who was smoking a big cigarette bag and pot, sat down, stabbed the old man, and said: "Old man, do you say yes!"

The old fellow's collapsed eyelids pushed upward, shook his head silently, and continued to smoke his cigarette pouch.

Sun Fatzi was angry enough, and shouted: "Broken things, I don't care, let's go!"

As he spoke, he really wanted to go out.

Xu Shan, a strong man in the Xu family, smiled wrinkled and tired, and said steadily: "Sun Fatty, you are gone, don't regret it, nine turns count three votes!"

When Sun Fatzi heard this, he sat back again, and said angrily: "Lao Tzu moves his muscles and bones!"

Seeing that the most difficult Sun Fat Man had been done, Xu Shan, the old fox Xu family's strong man, smiled and said to everyone: "It's nothing to get started on weekdays, but this time it's different, it involves the sensitive person Luo Ping, and it must be taken seriously, vote and decide today, those who are in favor of it have red votes, and those who do not approve of black votes!"

"Do you have any objections to this proposal?"

He asked symbolically, most of them are their people, and even if there is opposition, it is difficult to work, and people choose to be silent.

"Then let's start, everyone now chooses red and black votes, anonymous, and the votes will be destroyed when the end of the rolling, everyone can vote with confidence!"

Xu Shan said again, and took the lead in casting three black votes in their internal group, and then the black votes began to grow wildly.

The people of Xu Shan's family naturally obeyed his dispatch, and some neutral people did not want to bring trouble to the Qingyun Sect, and the final result was naturally that the black ticket had the upper hand.

At the end of the vote, Xu Shan glanced at Sun Fatzi and Luan Bo, and then at Luo Ping and the others, and said with a little apology: "Luo Shaoxia, Sister Ling can't stay on the mountain!"

Luo Ping was uncharacteristically irritable, threw the mobile phone showing the voting results handed over by Xu Shan to the ground, pointed at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Luan Bo.

"A group of old things who are sanctimonious, especially you, framed me here to see me make a fool of myself? If it weren't for my outstanding strength, I would have been really humiliated by you. ”

"Say goodbye, if you let me see you at the bottom of the mountain in the future, see one and pack one up!"

After speaking, he pulled his sister away, Wu Song's eyes were cold, he glanced at the people behind him, and left with Luo Ping.

Wu Erlang is jealous and hateful, and he can't get used to this kind of behavior.

Luan Bo and He Wen followed, wanting to send Luo Ping, but they were scolded by him, so they had to look at the back of Luo Ping, who was standing on the back of the snow sculpture and was far away!