Fang Zhou's death was a fool, and no one dared to say that a Lingtai realm could point fingers at the mistakes of the Flying Immortal Gate.

"Count you kid sharp-toothed!"

Liang Yuan gritted his teeth, he never expected Li Xiuren to go to the sect, but it doesn't matter, there is also Zheng Yiming, today I must let these two brothers bow their heads and admit it.

Ke Jie couldn't help but worry, Fang Zhou's death was self-inflicted, Zheng Yiming was different, even if he wanted to step on Li Xiuren to make a name for himself, it was a dignified challenge.

It was indeed the little junior brother who wanted to kill someone Liwei and shot him too hard to kill.

Sure enough, Liang Yuan turned the topic to Zheng Yiming again, and asked sharply, "Then what do you say about Zheng Yiming?"

This is what challenges you, and you beat you to death. Let you enter the Luotian Secret Realm, I don't know how many people have been killed. ”

Li Xiuren was not afraid of danger, seemed to have everything under control, and asked calmly: "When did Zheng Yiming die, the time must be exact." ”

"Three days ago, it was six o'clock in the afternoon." Liang Yuan sneered, fortunately I still remember this incident, after all, it was the first young genius in Luo Tiancheng to be killed during this time.

"And when did we start the conflict?" Li Xiuren asked again, Cheng Zhu was in his chest, and he probably remembered that Zheng Yiming was definitely not killed on the spot.

Liang Yuan sneered: "It's a moment."

Li Xiuren, you won't forget, or want to deny it, at that time, countless people saw with their own eyes that the two of you had a conflict! ”

Ke Jie seems to be aware of it, sophistry, and it seems that he is also the little brother's specialty.

With his hands spread, Li Xiuren made an innocent statement: "That's my, it's a full hour and a half, enough for him to be hacked to death ten times and eight times!" ”

"Hmph......" Ke Jie really couldn't hold back, laughing out loud.

All the real people present, including the real people and geniuses outside the pavilions and pavilions, who are paying attention to the movements here, were stunned when they heard this, can they still play like this?

Liang Yuan was almost furious, and he wanted to hammer Li Xiuren to death with one punch, or at least to seriously injure him, so that he could know how powerful he was.

It's a pity that you can't hammer it, at least you can't hammer it yourself, otherwise Yu Yazi will have to raise his sword and ask Jibei, is my sword beneficial?

"Hugh quibble!"

Liang Yuan suppressed his anger, and his voice rose in vain, but it was a little shrill and shrill in vain: "Zheng Yiming died at four o'clock in the afternoon, just because you shot too hard before and beat him to death!" ”

"Wronged, great wrong~"

Li Xiuren shouted two sentences of injustice, straightened his face again, and asked, "How much did I shoot at that time?" ”

"It's heavy!"

"Is it that heavy?"

Li Xiuren suddenly burst out, Zhenli instigated the sea of qi to surge, and the soldier's killing fist slammed into Ke Jie, who was eating melons at the end, his momentum was unmatched, but there was no trace of murderous aura.

Senior brother, because others are jealous of you and involve me, I will punch you a few times, isn't it too much?

Ke Jie was stunned for a moment, and then understood what Li Xiuren wanted to do, Zhenyuan protected his whole body, and resisted Li Xiuren's punches a few times, drizzle, it was better to massage and massage the Qinglou Qingqi people.

Then he encouraged the true power in his body, and forced a trace of blood out of the corner of his mouth, making him languishing.

was originally as rich as jade, a jade man who was unparalleled in the world, but at the moment he was a little more sickly, Jia Baoyu Lin Daiyu Fang Shiyu's soul possessed, not fighting alone, and his acting skills were superb.

The appearance of illness made Zhen Yao look forward to it frequently, and the female monks of the younger generation outside the pavilion couldn't help but be attracted by the second senior brother, and the lethality of Ke Jie's face was indistinguishable.

The brothers sang and harmonized, and staged a big scene in the pavilion, Li Xiuren punched to the flesh, as if he really beat Ke Jie to a serious injury.

After hammering the second senior brother a few times without sparing, Li Xiuren stopped his hand, straightened his clothes, pointed to Ke Jie, who pretended to be injured, and asked Liang Yuan: "I shot at that time, was it so heavy?" ”

"Pretty much." Liang Yuan didn't know why, but he still had eyesight.

Li Xiuren's punches were indeed very powerful, and he let his junior brother Cheng Hui come, afraid that he would kneel with one punch.

"Good!"

Li Xiuren nodded, as long as the strength was in place, he arched his hand towards Zhen Yao in the main seat, and asked, "Everyone has seen it, I was extremely heavy just now."

I beat my second senior brother with more than two punches, I'm afraid it won't be more than seven or eight punches.

Then I would like to ask Senior Sister Zhen, if my second senior brother dies after a few hundreds, a thousand years.

Can I be held accountable and say that he died because I was seriously injured today? ”

"Of course not." Zhen Yao shook his head, a pair of bright eyes were shining, and he glanced at Ke Jie from time to time, he was so handsome, even vomiting blood was so handsome!

"Senior Sister Zhen Mingjian, Zheng Yiming's death can be closed and conclusive, and it has nothing to do with me."

Li Xiuren pursed his lips and smiled extremely coquettishly, and he couldn't wait to take out a folding fan on the spot, open it and shake it twice, and wrote: The mirror hangs high.

Although the little junior brother is using his own death as a metaphor, the intention is not very good.

Ke Jie still held back the pig cry, humming and chirping, as if he was really seriously injured, moaning in pain.

All the real people looked at Ke Jie with admiration, although everyone is an opponent, but I have to admit that Ke Jie can wander in China for decades not just with one face, and he can't learn this acting skills.

The goddess who couldn't lick herself more than 20 years ago suddenly gave herself a backstab, and Liang Yuan was very hurt. hurriedly said: "But Zheng Yiming is still dead, how do you explain?" ”

"He died because his life was short!" Li Xiuren's words were conclusive, and he was determined.

"But I don't think Zheng Yiming is a short-lived appearance." Liang Yuan is still making his last struggle.

Heaven is clear, where is justice?

Li Xiuren bowed his hand to the main seat again, raised his eyebrows and asked Liang Yuan: "Then may I ask Senior Liang, how long is Senior Sister Zhen's life?" ”

When Zhen Yao heard this, she not only glanced at Liang Yuan more, but also wanted to know what he would say.

Sensing the gaze of the goddess, licking the touting words of the dog Liang Yuan's belly without a draft was suppressed, how could he deceive his goddess?

For a long time, his expression was depressed, and he said lonely: "I want to say that I will live a thousand years old and become the supreme, but I don't want to lie to Fairy Zhen."

I do not know. ”

Lick the dog!

Ke Jie and Li Xiu despise at the same time in their hearts, and even women don't dare to deceive, do they really think that they can hold a beauty with just one true heart?

You deserve to lose to the second senior brother!

"You don't know how to look at the face, so why do you say that Zheng Yiming is not a short-lived appearance?"

Li Xiuren asked, patted his chest again, and said proudly? "And I'm different.

The ancestor of Feixian Sect, Yu Longzi, and my master Yu Yazi, are all proficient in metaphysics, and they are all among them in terms of crape myrtle stars.

We Feixianmen have this heritage, so to speak, we are the authority in this regard.

I, Li Xiuren, am not talented, I have only learned a little bit of leather, and people who are too high in the realm can't see it.

But the realm is similar to mine, and I can tell at a glance whether they are short-lived or not. ”

Those who win may be short-lived; Those who are killed by themselves must be short-lived.

Logical and perfect.