"Does Tian Ma Shao want to be the first to fight?" the son with the defective eye opened his mouth.

How do we know that Tian Mashau did not pay the bill at all, and directly expressed his desire not to be the first to enter the war......

"It seems that I have to talk to Lingyanzi about strengthening the disciple's cultivation and what the spirit beast stole from. "Missing eyes are pale and look very sad.

Yang Hao was speechless. As the elder of the clan, Ling Fox made people not look at him at all, and even the disciples of the clan coaxed him.

"How was your first battle after being destroyed by Tao Linggen?"

The fat on Tian Mashau's face is rough, but the threat of amblyopia is very effective. He had no choice but to go on stage.

"Brother Onion, come on, I will be mentally and in my heart, to be your true and sure backing, and I will always support you!" Tang Zhengyi, a joke.

Tian Mazhong glanced at Tang Zhengyi and turned his head to stand on the platform.

At this time, a smart and thin man stood on the stage.

Daoist Jindan circled around the podium, and then stood on the podium.

"The tickets are divided into Liu Hong, please give me some advice. "The thin man had a wild expression.

"Six Jianzhong gastrodia onions, the boy conceded defeat so as not to be injured again. "Gastrodia Onion is absent-minded and doesn't care about this person's seven-step correction at all.

Liu Hong's eyes were shining, but he wasn't that angry. He directly lied to the bed and grimaced with his fists.

Tian Mazhong dodged, and did not take out his meteor-like fire peak, which has been passed down from generation to generation, "door card coupon sword", but dodged, and at the same time the hand also competed quickly.

"The so-called Tianjiao in the Six Swords is so timid?" Liu Hong said sarcastically.

At this time, Tianma Shao He laughed, and Liu Hong's head was wrapped in flames from a hand made of large stones and earth, and it was pressing down Liu Hong.

"It's a bit late...... Liu Hong wanted to escape, but suddenly heard Tianma Liang's landmark trivial laughter, and he should have been beaten.

When Liu Hong's face changed, his movements became very difficult, like a boulder or a corpse.

At this time, a flash of light, Liu Hong's body had a shiny appearance, and the opponent also had a pair of sharp fists.

"Ah...... Let me rot!" Just when the big hand was pressed, Liu Hong punched out, the big hand was broken, the appearance of the body faded, the clothes were rotten, and the body was a little black.

"Hey, hey..."! Ama's laughter was so symbolic and trivial. Liu Hong looked up and saw that one of Tian Ma Liang's wolf teeth was wrapped in flames around the earth and stone. He was falling towards himself.

Liu Hongyue was inevitably hit, hit by wild mustard onions, flew a few feet away, and lay on the platform.

"It's too weak, your ticket part is like this, will the color of the goods challenge Lao Yang?" said Tianma Onion accidentally by picking his nose.

Yang Hao frowned. When Tian Ma Shao smashed Liu Hong, he clearly saw that Liu Hong smashed a straight piece of jade with a blurred white light.

If you're right, that piece of jade should have some big defensive ideas, so Liu Hong shouldn't be seriously injured this time, at least not lose.

"Ah, really? It's really dangerous.

"Yo, can you still stand up, it seems that your idea of defending against the ghost of the jade eagle is great!" Tianma Liang deliberately raised his voice.

There was a sudden commotion on the stage. The six disciples of Jianzhong played Liu Hong one after another.

Liu Hong was so ugly that he almost killed Ma Liang in the field.

At this time, even a colorful young man with a name of Jin Danjie could not hang on his face.

"Only then did you hurt me, and now I can no longer be merciful to my people. Liu Hongsheng was as cold as ice.

"Nanning Six Musketeers. "Your suggestion is yes. On the platform, Nanning, dressed in white, opened his mouth with a long sword.

"Hey, hey, my name is Wu Sen, what's that? I'm a rough man. I don't have anything personally important. You should pay attention!" Wu Sen is a simple man.

"Yes...... "I will." Nanning joked coldly, the long sword in his hand flashed under the blue light for a while, and Nanning appeared behind Wu Sen and slashed with the long sword.

Wu Sen used the sound of "needle" to grab Nanning's sword with one hand.

"Friend's speed is too fast, but the strength is not enough..."! Wu Sen twisted his neck and laughed.

"Hmph......!" Nanning snorted coldly, turned around and pulled out his sword, ignoring Wu Sen's open feet.

Subsequently, Wu Sen rushed forward directly, holding a demon and monster governor, and hit Nanning.

Nanning sped away. At the same time, she squeezed the knife tightly and cut all the wind blades. She folded Wu Sen's clothes back and bled a little.

"Has it arrived?" Wu Sen said suddenly.

Nanning stopped a few feet away and looked at Wu Sen coldly.

"Like a split!" Wu Sen moved suddenly, placing his right hand on the platform.

The runway burst, and dozens of such tickets were drilled out and flew to Nanning.

Nanning snorted coldly, and a figure and a long sword were revealed.

The sword left an old beat in the middle until it pierced Wu Sen's eyebrows.

With a loud bang, Wu Sen's demon king fell on Nanning's sword.

The sword twisted, and even the flight trajectory changed, flying directly past Wu Sen.

"Haha, one?" Wu Sen just wanted to say, he had to shut up immediately.

There was no whirlwind around him, and he wanted to get out of the place where he was entwined by the whirlwind.

"Blade Wind Wall!" Nanning's eyes flashed a cold path, and his hands clenched the mark of the sword's hair.

The whirlwind around Wu Sen immediately formed a wall with no blades to rotate.

Wu Sen reacted quickly and wanted to resign.

But I don't know when, he was full of razor-edge walls and I didn't run for him.

"Ghost idea!" Wu Sen argued, then the text condensed a layer of moving clips on the surface of his body, unable to resist the wind at the edge of the wall.

Wu Sen turned red and fell on a miraculous plant with a large layer of earthy yellow light.

"Let me rot!" Wu Sen waved vigorously, a yellow light flashed out, and a wall of fans disappeared.

Wu Sen had already rushed out and broken the clip. At this time, his clothes were almost wrung into shreds, and blood was everywhere. Luckily, there was a cloth that covered the key locations.

Nanning's eyes flashed all the way.

He knew that Wu Sen was the weakest person at this time, so he picked up the sword and reappeared behind Wu Sen, holding the sword until he pointed at Wu Sen's vest.

Nanning smiled. He almost imagined Wu Sen falling to the ground with his longsword. Later he was praised by many teachers and sisters.

However, at that time, Wu Sen's body turned into an incredible state, and Mr. Rigcheng avoided one of Nanning's swords.

At the same time, Wu Sen's demon fell, plugged in a yellow lamp, and knocked on Nanning's back.

Nanning has always been immersed in fantasy, believing that this sword can be used, completely giving up protection and alteration. At this time, it is inevitable to avoid it. Wu Sen's immediate question lay on the ground, immediately unconscious.

Yang Hao frowned.

Nanning is really confused. Wu Sen himself was not enough for him, but he controlled Nanning's mind and endangered Nanning.

"But ......!" Yang Hao closed his eyes slightly.

He remembered that when Wu Sen dodged Nanning's sword, he changed the tune into a shape and then turned it back. It's kind of incredible.

"Don't think too much about it, this Wu Sen should have been a mortal martial artist before. His trick to twisting the tune just now should have been a strange mortal martial art. The eyes vaguely understood what Yang Hao was thinking, and he didn't care.