Nalan Qingge didn't speak, a faint afterglow swept over Jing Leyou's face, and snorted lightly. 〔.

Instead, he said directly: "They can't fight, I'll win."

"Where do you get your confidence!" Jing Leyou is in a hurry, and she is completely unhappy with her! Why does this man think they can't fight?

Jing Leyou felt completely speechless, where did she get her confidence!

How could it not be fought? You're ready to sharpen your knives, okay?

Ling Xiao's white eyebrows twitched slightly, and he chuckled: "Leyou, this time, I'm afraid you're going to lose." ”

Jing Leyou was speechless again. "Grandpa, why do you just help outsiders talk? This elbow is turned outward! ”

The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth twitched at what he said, his face was ugly, and he shouted, "Hey, you stinky boy, how do you talk?" What are you thinking about in this head, I'm a noble Spirit Hall elder, do you say that? ”

"Oh, then you just hate me? Bullied me for my low IQ! Jing Leyou replied unhappily.

Ling Xiao didn't bother to theorize, turned his head, looked towards Beitang Yin, and then said, "Let's continue to look and speak with facts." ”

"Good! Then speak for yourself! Jing Leyou snorted disapprelicly, completely ignoring the expression of Nalan Qingge in front of him.

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Beitang Yin's voice fell, and the prince Pei Huan over there had already sharpened his knife.

looked at Beitang Yin with cold eyes, and in just a moment, his figure flew in front of Beitang Yin like a white wind.

Many people in the crowd were dumbfounded.

I've never seen such a speed, so fast that I can't even see the trajectory of his appearance.

It's just too fast, out of anyone's sight.

Beitang Yin looked at Pei Huan in front of him, his appearance was extremely feminine, but the sharpness of his eyes burned to the point of stinging. It's a good opponent, but it's impossible for him to fight.

Before he could make any moves, Pei Huan raised his hand and said coldly: "Take it!" "There is no title, just two words, and there is a movement.

The golden iron fist shone with a golden light, and the golden light was almost as dazzling as sunlight.

All those who saw it shouted words of surprise at this moment. Awesome, awesome, awesome...... In the mouths of the people, one after another.

These two words are full of excitement and excitement.

A real master will have such a strong light!

But because of the appearance of the prince, everyone has an illusion in their hearts, as if something powerful is right in front of them and within reach.

Even, maybe they can get to that point.

The cultivation method of the Golden Iron Fist is not the same as the cultivation of the spirit body, the continuous training of **, coupled with the cultivation of the aura, can be trained into an invulnerable body like copper and iron.

A single fist can crush a cloud tree!

So this kind of power is not ordinary.

It's a pity that Pei Huan doesn't have the envy or even fear that he wants to see in the eyes of his opponent!

He appeared in front of Beitang Yin at such a fast speed, and thought that he would give him a dismount, or a small fright, who knows nothing.

Beitang Yin didn't even raise his eyelids at all, he wasn't frightened, he didn't even look at the other party, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, completely treating the person in front of him as air.

Pei Huan was frustrated, who is this!

Don't take him seriously like this? It's too unusual. He looked at Beitang Yin angrily, and said coldly: "Since you are not ready to make a move, don't blame Prince Ben for being too ruthless later!" ”