can calm down, such as the fifth Zhonghua, such as the two young men who also have a mole on their eyebrows, looking at Song Ge with cold eyes and clenching their teeth.

The young man who couldn't hold his breath wanted to pounce on the ring, but fortunately there was a fifth China to stop him, otherwise he would have rushed up long ago.

Laugh at!

Song Ge pursed his lips and glanced at the teenagers who had been stopped.

This look, this action, is like a heavy hammer, a fully automatic mechanized heavy hammer, constantly hitting the hearts, reason, and spirit of the teenagers again and again.

This is an insult, this is contempt, being insulted by a woman they look down on in their eyes, how can the teenagers stand it.

However, the Fifth China was worried, worried that another Song Ge hidden in Song Ge's body, that Song Ge, who had the strength of the ninth order of Huang Pin for some reason, came and went without a trace, and they were not allowed to take the stage, and they were not allowed to challenge Song Ge.

"You don't talk nonsense here, isn't the ancestor like this by you?"

"You Fengyun Sect is a bandit, a bandit!"

"You Song Ge is just a female streamer, and you are a **** sooner or later!"

...

A group of little cubs, who couldn't get on the stage, couldn't bear their anger, and shouted one after another, at first they were just about the sect, someone started to start, and the wind direction immediately changed, all of them were aimed at Song Ge, and the foul language was unbearable, and the more they talked, the more ugly it became.

These words are extremely unpleasant and insulting to any woman.

Song Geqiao's face was cold, his eyes gradually narrowed, his gaze was not on those teenagers, but on the fifth Zhonghua.

At the beckon, the little beast flew back and landed firmly under its shoulder.

"Fifth owe pumping, cultivate to this point today, you are very familiar with my Fengyun Sect!"

I don't know why, looking at Song Ge's cold face, but hearing such calm words, Fifth Zhonghua's heart couldn't help twitching, and he had a very bad premonition.

"Song Ge, this is true in the realm of your Fengyun Sect," Fifth China intentionally or unintentionally aimed at Wu Qingfeng beside Song Ge, the juniors said so ugly, for fear that he would do it, and blocked Wu Qingfeng's way with words, saying: "But so many people are watching, is it possible that you Fengyun Sect still wants to leave us all behind, this ring is set by you, everything must be fair." ”

Song Ge gently stroked the little beast, looked at the Fifth China, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face, and said, "Have you heard of my Fengyun Sect's Instrument Palace?"

"You change your concept, Song Ge, what do you want to do!"

How can the fifth China of the Temple of Instruments not know that it does not rely on its own body, but relies exclusively on external objects, any external object that abandons its own body.

He was a little anxious, hearing this, Song Ge really had the idea of leaving them all, Zhuang Yuze was still in this state at the moment, there was no need to Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe to make a move, Wu Qingfeng alone could easily kill them all.

Qingfeng is five feet, and the edge is ten miles!

This is not a name that Wu Qingfeng boasted of, but a name that he killed, a famous name.

What is Song Ge doing in the Instrument Palace, this is to count Wu Qingfeng as her foreign object, her instrument.

"How can Qingfeng's predecessor be regarded as a weapon, Song Ge, when will your Fengyun Sect Weapon Hall also include fellow senior brothers?" Fifth Zhonghua's body was tense, and in the face of Wu Qingfeng, he might not be able to pass ten moves.

Wu Qingfeng is a humanoid fierce beast among the disciples of their generation, back then, no one called Wu Qingfeng, there was only Wu Qiqi in the world, Wu Qiqi, a humanoid beast, Wu Qiqi.

"Besides, it's a fair competition, you can't make a move if you don't get into the ring!" Fifth China shouted loudly, and suddenly it seemed as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Who said that it was Senior Brother Qingfeng, and who said that it was going to be one-on-one? I can't directly challenge the seven of them?"

"Yes!" For the seven foul-language teenagers, Wu Qingfeng really hoped that Song Ge would be willful, when he was a weapon, pull him down, not only kill the seven teenagers, but even the remaining Zhuang Yuze and the fifth Zhonghua, as well as the two teenagers who didn't speak.

No disciple of the Fengyun Sect was allowed to be bullied by outsiders, let alone his junior uncle Wu Qingfeng.

Song Ge patted the little beast's head, looked at the disciples below who had spoken foul language, and said, "Do you remember?"

After the little beast nodded, Song Ge said coldly: "You don't need to leave your mouth alive!"

It turned out to be the black and winged wild dog who made his move, and the fifth Zhonghua immediately had a sword in his hand, wanting to stop the little beast.

"If you want to be fair, dare to do it, I may kill you all!"

"Senior Brother Qingfeng!"

The little beast was already in the void, and it might appear among the seven teenagers in the next moment, Song Ge specially reminded Wu Qingfeng, and when he saw him looking over, Song Ge covered his ears tightly with his hands.

Wu Qingfeng reacted quickly, Song Ge must have made sense to do this, and he immediately covered his ears.

Ying Wuxing, who was on the viewing platform, saw this scene, and immediately said that it was broken, and jumped into the air.

Oh... Woo!

Sure enough, Song Ge guessed correctly, and Ying Wuxing guessed correctly.

The little beast flapped its wings and appeared among the seven teenagers in an instant, and a roar resounded through the martial arts arena.

At this time, Ying Wuxing had just fallen from the light mask, although it had taken shape but was not stable, and it was only in an instant that it had been dispersed in the roar of the little beast.

The scope of this roar is too large, but the little beast intends to control it, mainly targeting the disciples of the Sword Sect, and the others are okay, the low cultivation is just a little dizzy, and the high cultivation is just a flash of the mind has passed.

The disciples of the Sword Sect were miserable, all of them were bleeding, including the Fifth Zhonghua and Zhuang Yuze, who had a big physical condition.

The people who had relieved themselves looked at the seven young men who had spoken foul language, still standing in place, but their heads were gone.

The neck cut is smooth and neat.

The little beast did not bite off, but neatly cut off the heads of the seven teenagers with its wings.

Burst!

Blood rain sprinkled, and Zhuang Yuze was sprinkled with a lot of money on his face.

"You Fengyun Sect is too deceitful!" Fifth Zhonghua eyes are about to split, this time he came to Fengyun Sect, he and his master Zhuang Yuze brought a total of ten new disciples, each with an amazing background, eight disciples died on Song Singer, and now there are only two people left, and Zhuang Yuze has become what he is now, all because of Song Ge.

Hatred was mad, and the Fifth Zhonghua trembled all over, and his eyes were redder than the blood that fell from them.

"Senior Zhuang..."

"Song Ge, what else do you want to do?" Seeing Song Ge approaching Zhuang Yuze, the fifth Zhonghua suddenly roared as if he had been stepped on by his tail.

If it weren't for Wu Qingfeng by Song Ge's side, Fifth China might have killed Song Ge desperately.

"Fifth Senior Brother, what are you nervous about, I'm concerned about Senior Zhuang..."

Song Ge looked at Zhuang Yuze, who was mixed with blood, and said, "Senior Zhuang, you have a stroke like this, and a stroke is a disease, and you have to be treated..."

"Song Ge, we will take care of my master, and we don't need your fake mercy..."

"Senior Zhuang, look, your apprentice wants you to die," Song Ge completely ignored the Fifth China who was blocked by Wu Qingfeng, and loved to roar, it was all a soundtrack, and she then said to Zhuang Yuze: "The stroke can't be blown by the wind anymore, your apprentice still lets you blow the wind, don't you want to harm you?"

"I'll find you an old friend, a very good friend of yours, to take you to the doctor for healing. ”

Song Ge said and looked at Song Shanhe on the viewing platform, and shouted loudly: "Grandpa, Senior Zhuang is very sick, please take him to see a doctor." ”

God is a very good friend, and the enemy is almost the same.

Zhuang Yuze spat vigorously, but his mouth and tongue were not good, and they all flowed down, how could he spit out Song Ge.

I can't struggle, and no matter how reluctant I am, I still have to be taken away by Song Shanhe.

"Let go of my master!"

Fifth, Zhonghua couldn't even pass Wu Qingfeng's level, how could he stop Zhuang Yuze from being taken away, he could only shout and roar, it can be said that he stared at him and didn't recruit him.

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