"What's the matter, didn't you take a heavy hand on Lin Xiaozhuang." Just as Chang Le was strolling around, he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder, Li Wuyan hooked his back with one hand, and said with a relaxed face.

"Where would I be heavy-handed, not to mention that he has rough skin and thick flesh, even if he is heavy-handed, it will be fine...... It's you, looking at your relaxed face, you must have won easily. When Chang Le saw Li Wuyan's relaxed look, he knew that he had defeated the opponent in the first competition without much effort.

Li Wuyan smiled and said, "Just like you, it's pure luck, I met an opponent from Zhou Tianjing in the first round, and it was solved in a few moments." ”

Chang Le stretched out his index finger and shook it, and said, "Tut-tut, I'm not lucky, I'm strength!" I'm a real Jindan Realm Great Immortal. ”

"Come on, aren't you just winning Lin Xiaozhuang, this disciple who participated in the Shushan martial arts, which one can't win Lin Xiaozhuang?" Li Wuyan said disdainfully.

"Senior Brother Li, it's okay if you say this secretly, but now...... I'm behind you. Lin Xiaozhuang burst out of his head from the side, holding a white-flour steamed bun that he didn't know where to buy it, and said with a dissatisfied face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you." Li Wuyan smiled wryly in embarrassment.

"Don't talk about it in person, you can't say it behind your back, it hurts Lin Xiaozhuang's self-esteem, the two of us just have to count it." Chang Le smiled evilly, and secretly arched Li Wuyan's chest with his elbow.

"The more I talk about it, the more excessive, I ignore you, I gnaw on my buns." Lin Xiaozhuang turned his head sideways angrily, and suddenly, as if he saw something, he exclaimed: "Look, Nangong Meng seems to be falling behind, what is going on?" He pointed to the heavenly stage on the side and said.

"What?" Chang Le and Li Wuyan exclaimed in surprise when they heard this.

Nangong Meng's strength is clear to them, he has already stepped into the threshold of the Jindan Realm with half a foot, as long as he does not meet the opponent of the Jindan Realm, he will definitely not fall into the disadvantage.

"Let's see." The three of them walked towards the Heavenly Performing Martial Arts Platform together, at this time more than 100 people had gathered on the Heavenly Performing Martial Stage, fortunately, Li Wuyan's popularity was very good, and everyone saw him coming, and they all made room for him.

On the Tianli martial arts stage, Nangong Meng was an elegant young man with a cold face, a moon-white robe, which set off his tall and handsome, and his body was a head taller than Chang Le, and he was extraordinary.

"It turned out to be Beitanglin, so it's no wonder." Li Wuyan looked towards the arena and saw that it was Beitanglin who was fighting with Nangong Meng, and nodded slightly, as if he had a very high opinion of this Beitanglin.

"Who is Beitanglin?" Chang Le and Lin Xiaozhuang were confused, and asked Li Wuyan.

"Beitang Lin is the only son of Beitang Bo, the first elder of Guigu Peak, and he is also a powerhouse at the peak of the Jindan Realm, and his strength is not below me." Li Wuyan looked at the situation on the stage and said with a frown.

I saw Nangong Meng's cold face, with a lot of beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was struggling to fight against Beitanglin, with a sword trick in his right hand, blue light appeared, flying over the martial arts platform, Beitanglin was standing with his hands in his hands, and he was not in a hurry to manipulate a fairy sword with faint fire on his body and stalemate with her.

"This sword is very powerful." Chang Le stared at the flaming fairy sword and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yes, this is the top-grade magic weapon Yanlin Sword, it is said that Beitang Bo personally used the Samadhi True Fire and the thousand-year-old Xuantie to create it for Beitanglin, and it is also considered the number one magic weapon in our Shushan Sword Sect." Li Wuyan opened his mouth to explain.

As Beitanglin kept urging the sword qi of the Yanlin Sword, the temperature of the entire martial arts platform rose a lot, and the onlookers kept fanning their faces with their hands, and the beads of sweat on their faces kept dripping.

"Senior Sister Nangong, you should take the initiative to admit defeat, after all, a beauty like you, I can't bear to do it." Beitanglin smiled slightly, with a wave of his long sleeves, the Yanlin sword seemed to have a sense, and disappeared in place with a "boom", and in an instant, he appeared in front of Nangong Meng again, and used the tip of the sword to directly stand on Nangong Meng's thin white neck.

"Dreaming!" Nangong Meng's face was cold, her feet stepped on the ground, leaving only an afterimage, and the whole person had disappeared in place, in mid-air, the fairy sword returned to her hand, and a blue light slashed down towards Beitanglin's head!

At this moment, on the martial arts stage, the surrounding places have been occupied by blue light, and the monstrous sword intent is falling from the sky, and the scorching blue light makes the surrounding onlookers can only squint their eyes before they can barely see the situation on the stage.

"Senior Sister Nangong is so good at cultivating!" Beitang Lin laughed, waved his right arm back, and the Yanlin sword returned to his hand, as he injected his true qi into the sword, the sword light was great, the fire flashed, and the whole sword was like a raging fire, and shouted: "Senior Sister Nangong, be careful!" ”

Looking at the appearance of Beitang Lin, as if he was afraid that Nangong Meng would be injured, Beitang Bo, who was watching this competition from a distance, snorted coldly, obviously quite dissatisfied.

"Senior Brother Beitang, your beloved son still has a heart of pity and cherishing jade." A clear smile appeared on the corner of Lu Wanqing's mouth.

"Who made Senior Sister Lu's disciples all look good!" Beitang Bopi said sarcastically with a smile, according to the finger, the disciples of the Ethereal Peak do not want to make progress, and will only rely on a pretty face to use beauty tricks to take advantage of opportunism.

Lu Wanqing couldn't hear the meaning of his words, and said with a cold face: "I didn't expect that Senior Brother Beitang's only son turned out to be a lustful prodigal son!" ”

"Boom!"

Just during the conversation between the two, Nangong Meng and Beitanglin's two immortal swords had already struck each other, and countless waves of qi erupted, but Beitanglin's true qi was long and tenacious, far from being comparable to Nangong Meng, under this blow, Nangong Meng's face had become extremely pale at once, Beitanglin saw this, immediately withdrew Yanlin's sword, jumped up, and when Nangong Meng was weak, he grabbed her immortal sword and arched his hand: "Senior Sister Nangong, you lost." ”

"You! I didn't lose! Nangong Meng's heart is extremely high, how can he admit defeat at this time, since he has no fairy sword in his hand, he directly stretched out his right leg and kicked it.

Beitanglin smiled slightly, dodged sideways, and at the same time grabbed Nangong Meng's thigh with his left hand, and led it in his direction, Nangong Meng's whole person lost support and was pulled into Beitanglin's arms.

"Senior Sister Nangong, even through the clothes, I can feel the delicate skin on your thighs." Beitanglin said with a look of enjoyment.

"Shameless!" Nangong Mengqiao's face turned red with a "swish", and she immediately broke free from his arms, slapped him with a "snap", picked up the fairy sword and walked straight off the stage.

"Despicable!"

"Indecent!"

"Shameless!"

"Scum!"

"This kind of person really deserves a thousand cuts!"

"This kind of person should not be lifted for the rest of his life!"

Seeing this, Chang Le and Li Wuyan cursed while being filled with righteous indignation!