The sensation at the scene could not be quelled for a long time.

Everyone almost ran to the stage to get up close and personal with the charm of the machine spirit.

All of you here are connoisseurs, just like a master, who has seen a peerless weapon, and his eyes are hot, and he can't describe it with words!

At this time, there is no suspense about the outcome of the field.

His grandmother's, the machine spirit has been refined, if you still dare to play conspiracy, it is estimated that the people present will definitely uncover the uprising, and Jiuxiao will also be notorious and spurned by thousands of people.

Yu Jian sat on the ground with a dead face, not knowing what he was thinking.

He has always prided himself on being a genius, his eyes are above the top, he is proud of the others, and even the master has been surpassed by himself.

But now, I met a more ruthless one, who is not as old as himself, but he can already drum out the machine spirit, which obviously doesn't want people to live, this clearly wants to blow people to death!

Moreover, what did his own referee call him just now?

Master Wu?

Yu Jian slowly raised his head and beckoned to the referee who shouted just now, with an expressionless face: "Hey, you, yes, yes, it's you, you come here......"

The referee looked puzzled and reluctantly walked over.

Because he was called a slave by Yu Jian just now, it has already made him feel estranged, Lao Tzu did his best for your Hundred Refining Sect, but in the end he won the title of a minion, what do I want?

"Childe, are you looking for me?"

The referee's surname is Ma, his name is Ma Qingshan, although he is reluctant, but he is still full of smiles and politeness, after all, nominally, Yu Jian is the heir of the next sect master, and the etiquette must be indispensable.

"Smack!"

When he got closer, Yu Jian couldn't help but say, first slapped him in the face, and asked, "What did you call him just now?" Master Wu? Hmph, it's really kind......."

Hit me?

Ma Qingshan covered his face and was beaten.

He hit me in the face in front of so many people?

Yu Jian saw him stunned in place, and sneered: "What, if you don't accept it, you have the ability to fight back?"

Ma Qingshan's eyes were red, first he was called a slave, and then he was slapped in the face in public, this, this ......

You say call back?

Hey, that's a great idea!

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, a bright red palm print also appeared on Yu Jian's face, and the nosebleed flowed down instantly.

Yu Jian stared at him incredulously: "You, you dare to hit me?"

Seeing that he still had a high-minded demeanor, Ma Qingshan was completely angry, and slapped him wildly: "What's wrong with me beating you, I'll beat you up, dragging like a monkey, just be you, just you, genius, your grandmother, it's not like the puppet of Master Wu of the family to abuse a dog's blood, what are you crazy, .......what are you crazy?"

Ma Qingshan's hands were about to turn into an afterimage, his cultivation was already higher than Yu Jian, he was a spiritual guide-level master, and under his anger, he was ruthless, pouring out all his anger, and directly fanned Yu Jian into a pig's head.

Whew, it's so cool, it's been a long time since I've played so cool.....

Ma Qingshan let out a sigh and felt that the weather was much clearer.

Yu Jian was lying on the ground like a dead dog, already dying.

He weakly raised his hand and asked for help from the audience: "Help, help......"

No one expected this change.

Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly protected the four instrument spirits behind him: "Go and go, don't look at the children, it's too bloody....."

In the audience, the other two referees shouted: "Ma Qingshan, what do you want to do!!"

Ma Qingshan sneered, pinched Yu Jian's neck, and lifted him up: "What do I want to do? Lao Tzu has done his best for the Hundred Refining Sect, from a doorman to the position of an elder, and has gone through all kinds of hardships, but now he is called a slave by others?

"Hmph, then you can't commit any offenses, Yu Jian is the next sect master, the genius of Jiuxiao, you quickly let him go for me!" one of the gray-robed old men said angrily.

"Can the next sect master look down on people, does the Nine Heavens Wizard have to let me be a dog? Lao Tzu quit, Lao Tzu is the opposite! Listen to me, you should retreat a hundred miles now, otherwise I will slap him to death, anyway, I am alone, I have no worries, it is a big deal!" Ma Qingshan roared angrily.

Everyone is a little hesitant, you look at me, I look at you, maybe pay attention, no one dares to be the master.

"Smack!"

Ma Qingshan saw that they had no intention of leaving, so he was unceremonious, slapped it again, and knocked the remaining few teeth of Yu Jian away: "Do you want to go?"

"Smack!"

"Do you want to go?"

"Smack!"

"Do you want to go?"

"Hey, aren't you leaving?"

"I'll fight!"

.......

In just one cup of tea, Yu Jian's face was fanned into a bun, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose.

He can't say it, grandma, you guys are leaving!!

At this moment, he really had some doubts, did these people collude?

One threatens to die, the other just doesn't leave, watching me get beaten, what day is it today?

On the side, Wu Feng couldn't stand it anymore: "Hey, this big brother, you should beat him in another place, don't always slap him in the face, it's so cruel, it scares the child, change the place, such as farts or something, there is a lot of meat in that place, anti-beating, when I was a child, my mother often beat me like this......"

Yu Jian spit out another mouthful of blood and spanked his fart?

Forget it, please, hit me in the face.

However, for Master Wu's words, Ma Qingshan has already taken them as dogma.

People are masters who can even refine machine spirits, and every move is reasonable, he said that if you hit a fart, then it is absolutely right, as for why, it is no longer in the category of mortals such as me......

Ma Qingshan hurriedly nodded: "Thank you Master Wu for your advice, I'll fight, I'll fight ........"

Wu Feng Khan: "Hey, hey, I, I didn't mean that....."

"Smack!"

Holding Yu Jian's legs, hanging him upside down like a dead dog, Ma Qingshan beat him fiercely, comparing it to the other, and asked excitedly while fighting: "Master Wu, do you see that I hit correctly, how the technique is, how well the strength is mastered, whether there are any flaws, I hope you will always give me some advice!"

Now, his admiration for Wu Feng has surpassed everything, and if Wu Feng said that eating can improve his cultivation, he would not hesitate.

This is the determination of a refiner fanatic!

Wu Feng wiped his cold sweat and nodded hurriedly: "Mmmmmmmm

Ma Qingshan was complimented, as sweet as honey, and he fought even more energetically: "Really, then wouldn't I have the opportunity to refine the instrument spirit like you?"

Although he didn't understand what the fart had to do with the machine spirit, in order to comfort him, Wu Feng still nodded: "Oh, it seems to be so understood, well, it should be......"

Ma Qingshan was encouraged, clenched his fists excitedly, and beat him even harder: "Well, thanks to Master Wu's guidance, I will work hard, from now on I will break away from the Jiuxiao Empire, wander the continent, act chivalrous and righteous, specialize in spanking, strive for early enlightenment, and refine the instrument spirit!!"

Wu Feng held his forehead and sighed helplessly.

It's over, another crazy one!