Hearing Long Aotian's words, Song Yu and the others followed the sound and looked at Long Aotian who looked like a little fan brother, and they were a little stunned, just like a big man with five big and three thick men talking to you.

This feeling......

Suffocating!!

There is also Long Aotian's ability to pat on the back, which is different from his clumsy scolding skills, it seems to be easy to say, and he is very smooth and skillful in speaking, and it seems that he often slaps people's ass.

I just don't know who Long Aotian is using.

Listening to Long Aotian's appreciation, Song Yu was stunned, and quickly accepted it calmly, there is no way, this young man is telling the truth, how can I refute it?

I can't find the angle to refute it, and those who know me are also friends of the Aotian Dao.

"Hey, Aotian Daoyou, don't tell the truth, why are you here, is there anything I can help you?"

"Uh......"

Long Aotian was a little stunned by Song Yu's enthusiasm, he had watched Song Yu talk and fight Confucianism, and thought that Song Yu was an irritable old brother who would fight against people without saying a word, but he didn't expect Song Yu to be so easy-going.

After sorting out his thoughts a little, Long Aotian said slowly: "There is nothing to do, I am here to thank you for your support, and I just want to ask you, how can I become an excellent mouth king?"

"Are you serious?" said Xinglou with a smile.

"Yes, I also want to be a strong king, glorify my ancestors, and I hope that Song Yu Daoyou will teach me. Long Aotian arched his hand and said, his attitude was sincere, and there was no fraud.

Rao is a person like Zhou Qingfeng who is full of determination, and he can't help but ask: "Guangzong Yaozu?"

"Yes, there were people in my ancestors who suffered a loss in their mouths, and they were so angry that they were so angry that they didn't react and were killed, so I swore to practice ventriloquism, but I didn't expect to return with a fiasco today, I know that my qualifications are dull, but I will study seriously. Long Aotian said solemnly.

"Talk about it!" Song Yu nodded, "I'll teach you, it's very simple, you don't have to do this." ”

Long Aotian said it to this point, if Song Yu resigned, it would be a little inappropriate, after all, spraying people is not a technical job. It only takes improvisation, scrambling specific foul language, reorganizing, and targeting the person on the opposite line.

If this can't teach Long Aotian, Song Yu has another way, that is, to take Long Aotian to the vassal country of Qingtian Sect, a country called "Zu'an", where people will say "I Gan" when they beat their mother's womb, and they will definitely be able to teach Long Aotian.

Moreover, Song Yu felt that Long Aotian was not an elm head, and he had a certain foundation for spraying people, so he should get started quickly.

But what Song Yu didn't know was that it was his decision that would bring him unforgettable memories, and he would regret it every time he thought about it.

"Thank you, I won't bother you, the exchange meeting is over, I'll come to Song Yu Daoyou again. Long Aotian left satisfied.

"You don't really want to teach Long Aotian, do you?" Xinglou said again and again.

"What's wrong?, is there any problem?" Song Yu asked rhetorically.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, Long Aotian's master is Hongyunzi, Hongyunzi's son is Long Aotian, you didn't teach Long Aotian to spray people, if you teach, go home and perform, okay, it's dangerous for you to introduce Song Yu Daoyou......"

Xinglou spoke like he had two jujubes in his mouth, and he was talking in a rambling voice, and he didn't know where he learned his accent.

"Won't I, will I be beaten?" Song Yu was skeptical.

"What do you say?" said Xinglou gloatingly.

Song Yu's face changed, and he suddenly had an idea, "It's okay, when the time comes, let Long Aotian say that it is Xinglou who teaches him to scold." ”

"I think so. Zhou Qingfeng echoed.

"I think you two are tired of life. Xinglou glared at Song Yu and Zhou Qingfeng, and made a movement to wipe his neck.

"It can also be said that the master taught it. Zhang slowly interjected and said seriously.

"Ye?" Song Yu and the others frowned, listening to the tone of the senior sister did not look like a joke, and they didn't know where the master offended the senior sister?

Ling Yunzi in the hall watched all this from beginning to end, and did not speak, just like an outsider, in fact, he was happy in his heart, anyway, it was not his own sect disciples who were quarreling, whatever they wanted.

It also happened to give his disciples a chance to observe and study, warning them not to comprehend the way of heaven all day long, to become a nerd, and to quarrel with others when they go out in the future, which is the real sadness.

There is a way to learn to quarrel well, and you are not afraid to go all over the world.

After a while, the two people who were sneaking outside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall came in, and the game was able to continue.

In the fourth game, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect showed a resolute expression on their faces as if they had eaten firecrackers, and they did not hesitate to defeat the disciples of the Qingtian Sect by relying on the self-detonation spirit sword and self-destructive cultivation.

This is a complete suicide attack, and once the repair is damaged, it will take ten years, or even longer, to recover.

Is this disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect crazy?

With this style of play, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect won three games in a row, tying the score, and for a while the situation came to a white-hot state, and whoever won the next game would greatly boost morale.

There are four more games, each of which is extremely important.

At this time, Zhang slowly glanced at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and said slowly: "Next ten thousand swords will definitely send the most powerful disciples to fight, so I will fight, second junior brother, you are a sword learner, observe carefully, see if you can comprehend anything?"

"Okay, Senior Sister. Xinglou said excitedly.

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen Senior Sister make a move.

Last time, it was the senior sister who killed the sword at the beginning, and she couldn't control the killing intent, and with one sword, she split the master's most beloved thousand-year-old locust tree in half.

For this reason, the senior sister went down the mountain overnight and hid outside for three years plus lost for a year before daring to return to the sect.

"The two of you can also take a look, thousands of spells, all kinds of creations, all of them are on the same path, see if you can have some understanding?" Zhang slowly said to Song Yu and Zhou Qingfeng.

"Okay!"

Song Yu and Zhou Qingfeng nodded honestly.

Seeing this, Zhang slowly walked out of the crowd and stood in the middle of the field, while the Ten Thousand Swords Sect walked out of a ruthless man, who was not the man who had followed the elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect before.

"Liu Wenxue, a true disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, please give me advice. The ruthless man arched his hand and said, looking at Zhang slowly with a frosty face, a trace of strange emotions appeared in his heart.

Such an iceberg beauty, if she can bear the joy of her crotch, I don't know what it feels like?

In the past, he didn't dare to have this kind of emotion in the face of Zhang Slowly, although they were all Yuan Infant Stage cultivators, but Zhang Slowly's murderous reputation had already spread all over the Northern Regions Immortal Cultivation Realm, so he only dared to look at it secretly.

Now it's different, the elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect called him out and gave him something, which was the confidence that he could defeat Zhang slowly, so he dared to look at Zhang slowly like this, and he dared to release the devil that was suppressed in his heart.

In addition to coveting Zhang's slow posture, he was also jealous of Zhang's slow kendo talent, which he wanted, he was very greedy, and his eyes were full of heat.