All the disciples of the Tianjian Sect were incredulous, why were they complaining that Qiu was their deck? This was clearly not the time to use this deck.

"This bastard!" Xu Haihuang didn't flinch after all.

Looking at the opposite side of Qiu's complaint, Long Yuan's face was ugly, his eyelids jumped up and down, and his heart was extremely desperate.

"Then your opponent is me, and I can tell you that I won't let go. He complained that Qiu was sitting in Zizhu Lanxuan's chair, which seemed like a good irony.

Long Yuan was a little worried about why he complained about Autumn, but he didn't dare to admit defeat directly at this time, but he really didn't have the courage to let him fight him.

"I want to sell!" he smiled, then slowly extended his right hand.

"Fly!"

He Binqiu disappeared, and then suddenly appeared in front of Long Yuan, and then suddenly threw out his right hand, patted his face, and smashed him directly from the sky, with a few bloody bloods.

Long Yuan had already fainted, because why complaining about the slap in the autumn was so powerful, he just lost his thoughts.

No one ever thought he would win so easily.

Only Xu Haihuan didn't pay attention here.

The boy has recovered. Zizhu Lanxuan's chair has been complained about in autumn, and now complaining about the appearance of autumn, complaining about what autumn, basically there is no big difference, except for the repair of the skyrocketing.

"In this scene, the Heavenly Sword man won. ”

Perhaps because Qiu's attacks were so aggressive, no one dared to fight for a long time when he despised the book.

What are you kidding? Monsters that end the battle due to slapping, ordinary monks can fight there!

The people of the Sword Pavilion looked stinky. They were impressed by their complaints.

After a while, no one still wanted to play, and he was a little impatient.

"You're better than that. If I didn't, I would have won the world. ”

After all, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion still have a good hand. They couldn't bear to see such an arrogant autumn.

"Elders, let me go, son!"

Sun Laosan was very entangled in his heart. If he really sends his strongest disciple and defeats He Bin to return to Ah Hong, he said, but after the next match, Brother Jian has no advantage.

Sun Laosan didn't know if Tianjianmen had any deck cards. In his second and second focus, the Heavenly Sword Sect must have stronger disciples, because why complain that Qiu is not like the trump card in the final battle.

"Wait a minute, this boy isn't worth it!" Sun Laosan spoke, his voice a little dejected.

"Guanglin Temple sincerely, please advise. ”

Suddenly, a bald monk flew into the middle of the sky and bowed to him.

"Why monk, what are you busy with?" he complained about Qiu's frown, looking at the great monk.

The benefactor smiled, and the monk naturally did a test. ”

He complained that Qiu shook his head and said, "In this case, I won't say much, but I can explain in advance that even if you are a monk, I will not be merciful." The monk nodded.

In an instant, he complained about the monk and he was in a battle. The strength of the monk really exceeded his expectations.

Although he complained that Autumn did not exert too much force, in the realm of breaking with his bare hands, there were not many people who complained about Autumn's fist.

"Little monk, you are really great!"

He complained that Qiu did not skimp on his praise, and the battle mobilized his emotions.

When the monk heard him complain about Qiu's depravity, he was not happy because he was shocked by Qiu's power.

I don't know how to blame Qiu for killing a monk with every blow. If it weren't for the monk practicing roux, he would have died in the fall fist.

He complained that the power of the monk was like this, so he didn't want to play anymore, so he decided to settle the battle immediately.

"Love monk, I won't play with you!" he complained, Qiu's figure appeared on the monk's snake whip, and then hit, the river and the mulberry tree didn't have time to respond, but the bead's neck flashed, and a golden border appeared in front of his fist, but it had no effect In all cases, the golden border was directly broken by Qiu Complaining.

Bang!

The monk flew out of the house without any strength.

The monks of Guanglin Temple caught the weakened monk and returned to the camp.

"This man's strength is terrifying. I'd better not mess with it!" the elders of Guanglin Temple spoke to their nephew.

"Is there anything else you want to do?

His eyes swept around complaining about autumn, but no one reappeared, and there were very few people who did not even dare to complain with him about complaining about autumn.

The Sword Pavilion people still lost their temper.

"How bad is the power of the Autumn?" the three elders of the Sword Pavilion were a little surprised.

Because according to the rules, no one wants to leave the game, he directly gets 10 points and then reserves the right to challenge.

When He Yuanqiu came back, he didn't notice that a person was secretly looking at him.

It's annoying that this guy easily earns ten points after working his own. The feelings in Ouyang's heart were very complicated, but his face did not change.

In the following game, the Sword Pavilion and the Heavenly Sword Gate chose to remain silent, so the other clans began a fierce struggle, and some of the family gates with hidden power gradually exposed their cards.

While many of the top rankings are no longer expected, no one wants to give up on the chance to score higher.

Under the command of Ma Sheng, Ohiri Huixinzong unexpectedly won three points, but only because five of their disciples were gone.

Of all the clans, there is not much to complain about and not much interest, and Violet is one of them.

Zi Xuan's strength also surprised him, not only Ouyang Qian, but also several other female disciples' strength was also extremely outstanding, at least in the Heavenly Sword Sect, except for Ouyang Qian's shadow, no other nun dared to say that they could surpass them.

He complained that his eyebrows suddenly frowned, and his eyes floated to Ouyang and Ouyang Qian.

"Why are these two women so alike?" he complained that his eyes were rolling, and then remembered the names of the two men.

"80% are sisters. He Binqiu finally understood why Xu Haisheng could borrow a purple bamboo seat from the Violet House, probably because of these two sisters.

One by one, the monks were brutally killed and devoured by this monster, and only a few disciples who broke the virtual realm escaped. This is because the Goryeo relic places its main experience on those who trample the sky.

Monsters are clearly more interested in stepping on the strong than monks.

"Nie Zhengyang, look, you see these wastes, these are these wastes, they fight for those Tianyuan fruits like fools. They don't know where these Tianyuan fruits came from. Nie Zhengyang, tell them quickly, what's wrong with these Tianyuan, has the fruit come?"

The monster had been killing and absorbing the captured monks in front of the white-haired man, while the white-haired man remained motionless and watched quietly.

The monster seemed annoyed by the white-haired man's expression, and he shouted at the white-haired man.

"Nie Zhengyang, you say quickly, ah, what the hell are these Tianyuan Fruits, these Tianyuan Fruits have devoured your spiritual power and grown, these are all because of me, everything I have done! Only by constantly weakening your strength can I have a chance to get rid of your control! You see, I did the right thing, now that I, Nie Wudao, have come out, you, Nie Zhengyang, can no longer restrain me! I am free. I will always be free!

The monster controlled two rough hands, wrapped around a monk's feet, no matter how the monk shouted, in front of the white-haired man Nie Zhengyang, directly tore the monk to pieces, and then countless small tentacles appeared from the broken body. Enter the body in two halves and slowly swallow both halves.

(End of chapter)