Yang Yixing walked in front of Xu An and remained indifferent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone in the audience only felt that their eyes lit up. Yang Yi was dressed in a cyan immeasurable Taoist robe, with dark lines of green bamboo looming on the cuffs of his placket, his posture was slender and straight, his facial features were deep, and he was handsome and handsome. He stood there, his eyebrows indifferent, but he was Zhong Lingyuxiu, the cliffs were cold and pine, the wind and bones were self-contained, and the elegance was infinite.

Xu An only felt that the male cultivator in front of him was unparalleled, and he was almost comparable to his own style, and he was faintly unhappy in his heart: "This senior brother is not outside the Qingyun Sect, it must be..."

Long-winded!

Yang Yi raised his fist, and smashed a fist on Xu An's face, and a tooth-sore sound of "bang" came. Xu An only felt that the strong wind flashed in front of him, and before he could dodge, he was punched in the face.

"This senior brother...."

Yang Yi continued to swing his fist, Xu An immediately dodged when he saw this, and seeing that he had dodged, the fist that was clearly swung to the left side of his face turned sideways and smashed into the right side of his face with a "bang".

"This...."

Yang Yifei stepped forward, boxing and hunting, Xu An only felt that there were fist shadows in front of him, and it seemed that he only threw a punch, but the large space was full of fists in all directions, and he was enveloped by a whistling sound that tore through the air.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded!

Wipe! What kind of painting style is this? Did you come to the wrong set? Said that the wonderful battle, what about the spells?

I saw a one-sided human flesh sandbag ring on the high platform There was a "bang bang" fist and meat collision sound, Tsing Yi and white robe intertwined to see the image clearly, after a pillar of incense, the figures separated, everyone looked at the field, but couldn't help but laugh!

Yang Yi stood on the side, his posture as straight as a green pine.

Xu Angao's hair crown was scattered, his hair was scattered, his white robe was full of holes, his eyes were black and blue, and his handsome face was swollen and purple.

Xu An: "This senior brother, why do you do it without speaking, do you have a high-level demeanor, do you understand the rules of discussion, and don't hit people in the face." ”

Finally finished saying it in one breath, Xu An bared his teeth and exhaled! Damn, it hurts!

Yang Yi smiled shyly: "Senior brother, I am younger than you, and besides, you are gone." As he spoke, his eyes turned to Xu An's lower body... Rear.

Xu An was shocked and immediately glanced at himself. I saw that my white robe was torn by the strength of the fist wind, and cracks were visible everywhere, and the crack on the buttocks of the lower body was the largest, and the scenery exposed through the obscene pants was vaguely visible...

With a sound of "whoa...", Xu An jumped off the high platform, and his figure disappeared quickly!

The crowd burst into laughter!

Yang Yi stepped down from the high platform and stood with his head bowed behind Ding Tianzhen.

The corners of Wang Liang's mouth twitched, and he was a little grateful in his heart. In fact, Senior Brother Yang usually beats himself in a measured manner, at least his clothes are not torn!

Murong Xuan sneered: "With this kind of ability, you dare to come up and show ugliness!" "And wearing red pants, this is a fool!

Yuexi Zhenren's face turned pale, and he clenched his fists: "Thank you for your advice, farewell!" After speaking, he took the people of the Guiyi Sect and turned away.

Yuexi Zhenren is not a fool, and with his eyesight, he can naturally see that this is not just a farce. Yang Yi's body is like electricity, his fist wind is free and unflawed, and his strength is exactly the same, and he is absolutely crushing Xu An's strength. This is still the result of the battle that has not yet been made, if it is a real battle, Xu An is afraid that the loss will be even more ugly.

Since the dispute over Chongqing, Guiyi has ceded a lot of land interests, and he has been aggrieved. Although he came to congratulate him this time, the middle and high-level of the door were very angry, and Xu An actually wanted to take a look at the face of Qingyun Sect. I didn't expect a kid from the Infinite Sect to jump out... Yuexi Zhenren's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he raised his hand and a streamer burst out, disappearing into the air.

Duan Qingyang stroked his beard and smiled, boy, good job!

Xia Chongshan and Xiang Dingtian glanced at each other, Xia Chongshan: "The curtain is open, you just let me see this?" ”

Xiang Dingtian couldn't say anything: "This is not the script I gave. ”

Yang Yimuran: "Play on the spot!" ”

Next, everyone was a little excited, and several competitions ended hastily, originally mainly to watch the four top sects fight, but now the situation is three peaceful, one withdraws, and there is nothing to see if you stay, and each sect will leave one after another after a few words.

Duan Qingyang instructed the Celestial Hall to send off the guests, and only a few monks who were good friends with the Qingyun Sect stayed, and this god-transforming ceremony was officially over!

Everyone left, Li Xiao glanced at Murong Xuan, turned around and left.

"Ah Han, Ah Han." Murong Xuan smiled, and happily followed his beloved disciple to the new moving cave mansion after Li Xiao was promoted to elder.

As soon as he entered the cave mansion, Xia Mohan was stunned by the treasures that Li Xiao took out and stacked at random in the soft sea!

Murong Xuanhao pounced on the gift without an image, first pocketed Yuling Cao, one of the main materials of the Nine Grades Creation Pill in his heart, and then picked it up unceremoniously, and beckoned Xia Mohan to come together, stuffing a large number of valuable treasures into his own apprentice's arms, seeing that Xia Mohan did not move, he also muttered, "If you like it, pick it yourself, don't be polite to the master." ”

Rao is Xia Mohan is thick-skinned, and he was also stunned by the absence of his own master! Seeing that almost all the congratulatory gifts that had been spread over most of the cave mansion for a while had been collected, Xia Mohan couldn't help but look up and peek at Li Xiao, who was sitting not far away, but saw that Li Xiao's eyes were gentle, and he was smiling at Murong Xuan, who was happy and happy and only cared about receiving things, and there was no dissatisfaction on his face.

As if sensing the girl's gaze, Li Xiao got up and walked over, first picked up a few good things that Murong Xuan had scattered on the ground and put them on Murong Xuan's hand, and then took out a few treasures from the ring and gave them to Xia Mohan, and smiled gently: "Take it and be naughty!" ”。

Xia Heihan raised his eyes and saw three eighth-order cloud and mist silks. Cloud and mist silk is the silkworm spit out, five hundred years to become a horse, the output is very small, this thing is woven into clothes elegant, light and thin, water and fire do not stick to the color and luster, and can beautify and nourish the skin, deeply loved and sought after by female cultivators. However, because the silkworm is almost extinct, the cloud and mist silk is almost extinct, and if you are lucky enough to reach a foot, it will be collected as a treasure!

Take the eighth-order village materials to be stubborn, and the poor ghost Xia Mohan feels that he is so luxurious!

Watching the master take the baby into his arms with peace of mind, Xia Mohan sighed in his heart, his cheeks are not thick enough, and he still has to continue to work hard! But it didn't stop.

Li Xiao looked at the pair of masters and apprentices in front of him, his eyes were gentle.

He has never been a good person, in his heart, since the unexpected death of his master, the most important thing is this dependent junior brother. The sect fights with each other, the junior brother has a simple and stubborn personality, but after a few hundred years, he can reconcile with himself, and after some temptation, he understands that it is the credit of Xia Mohan's awakening, and knows that this child is indeed wholeheartedly devoted to his junior brother, so he will also take her under his wing.

Otherwise, even if she is Murong Xuan's apprentice, what does it have to do with herself!

Li Xiao's eyes were soft, and he smiled at Xia Mohan and said, "Good boy, take good care of your master, don't let him be bullied, come to me to be the master if you have something." ”

Xia Mohan was a little stunned, and then answered without changing his face. She knew in her heart that all this was for the sake of her master. How can there be goodwill and goodwill for no reason in the world? If it weren't for Murong Xuan, why would people turn into gods and give gifts and support? She Xia Mohan is not a spirit stone, can she still be loved by everyone, and flowers bloom?

Anyway, it's all for the good of his own teacher, and Xia Mohan is happy to do it in his heart.

But isn't this senior brother a bit reversed, and black and white are not distinguished? With his own master's virtue and hatred, who would dare to bully him? Now with the support of you, the senior brother of the gods, dare to let the Nine Rank Alchemist be wronged, is it crazy?

Secretly slandered this brother-controlled senior brother, Xia Mohan silently put away the clouds and mist silk, and prepared to go home to honor his mother and senior sister, the beauty of his relatives is very, very pleasing to the eye!