"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning struck the sturdy stone wall of the test field.

Xiao Weitang's heart was bleeding, tears were in his eyes, and there was no urine in his crotch.

The advanced system must be controlled by consciousness, ~ Tang Seng ~ chanting in his mouth ~ three chapters of the point fork ~ the consciousness will definitely repeat the two keywords of three and fork.

"Can you still see the gray box? And the words, are they there?"

Xiao Weitang's heart beats faster, his breathing accelerates, and his adrenal secretion accelerates.

The fate-determining moment is just around the corner, as long as ~Tang Seng~ answers, you can still see that "One Day of Dragon Slaying", you will have the opportunity to write it.

And if ~ Tang Seng ~ replied that he couldn't see it, then there would be no ifs behind it.

"No, hey, it's weird, why is there nothing all of a sudden? Am I dazzled, oh, it's raining outside. ”

~Tang Seng~ stretched out his hand and scratched it in front of his eyes, his face looked very confused.

Why do you want to think about Sanhe Fork? How good it is to listen to me! Why don't I practice divine skills ~ Tama's ~ give you some benefits!

Are you here to help me or harm me?!

You Tang Seng~~

Is it the distortion of human nature or the degradation of morality behind what you are doing?

A tear flowed from Xiao Weitang's eyes and fell to the ground along his cheeks, and the whole world entered a black and white state in a second.

~Tang Seng~ next to him is still happy to recover his eyesight.

There are two or three more warriors, and then it will be their turn to play, life is so precious and so short.

The only fun at this moment should be to wait and see how the ~Tang Seng~ who played before him was beaten by the opponent to bleed, incontinent, and atrophy of the cerebellum at the same time.

Oh my God, is it so hard to write "One Day of Dragon Slaying"!

"Poof~~"

The ring was extremely bloody, and less than two minutes after the big man who made the whip won a game, he was shot into the lower abdomen by a spearman and directly flew out of the ring.

Xiao Weitang was extremely hypoxic and extremely liver tremor, so he could only grit his teeth and stiffen.

"The thirty-fifth inning!

"Thirty-sixth game! Challenger! Bazhou Tangmen Tang wins!"

"Damn! You really call Tang Seng!"

Xiao Wei Tang snorted, and the ~Tang Seng~ beside him was really called~Tang Seng~!

Tang Sheng got up and walked to the ring, and a majestic momentum gushed out, forming an aura that was almost like two people just now.

Empty-handed to spears!

"Huh~~"

The gun wind swept by, Tang Sheng's figure fluttered, dodged the opponent's attack, counterattacked in the air, and one person, one gun, and one person's palms were entangled together, which was dazzling to watch.

"Kill Tang Seng! Hurry up! Let you lose Lao Tzu's system!"

"Poke, stab, stab with a gun~~"

Xiao Weitang was full of excitement and ill-intentioned to cheer for Zhou Tiankui, who was a deadly gun.

can drag ~ Tang Seng ~ on the road together, even if you go to the underworld, you are not lonely.

"Bang~~ah~~"

There was a scream in the ring.

Tang Sheng carried his hands behind his back, and the word killing gun, Zhou Tiankui's face was flushed, and the clothes in front of him were directly shattered by the force of his palm.

A jet-black palm print on his chest must have been a yin poison palm method like ~Five Poisonous Palms~.

"Thirty-sixth game! Bazhou Tangmen Tang wins!"

"Thirty-seventh game! Challenger! Six Pine Ridge Dustless Road Chief!"

"Damn! Give me a stacked word! Tang Shengsheng, why don't you call Zhou Xingxing~"

Xiao Weitang couldn't cry or laugh.

Seeing Tang Sheng's compassionate and compassionate appearance, he really wanted to rush into the ring to beat someone.

Well, of course, it's just thinking about it, and if you rush into the ring at this time, I'm afraid that the whole story will end in the third chapter.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!Poor Road Dustless~"

An old man in his sixties walked into the ring with two nunchucks in a very discordant manner.

Although Xiao Weitang was already on the verge of death, there was no turmoil in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Taoist priests don't need to whisk the dust and don't use long swords, you and grandma will bring me two nunchucks to compete in the ring?

Can I face death with a solemn face?

Can you make me hum "Nunchuck" reluctantly?

Am I such a low-level and emotionally driven person?

Use nunchucks quickly~Hum Ha Xi~ Use nunchucks quickly~Hum Ha Xi~ Those who practice martial arts should remember ~ The benevolent are invincible~~

Copying lyrics is not water! It is an expression of inner emotions!

No matter who is knocked down by Tang Sheng and Wuchen Dao Chief, the next one will be me, Xiao Wei and Tang stepping into the ring!

At the last moment of my life, you didn't even allow me to copy the lyrics to fill the number of words?!

Don't be so harsh, right?

Hmph! Ignore you! Watching Zhou Zhuzhu fight Tang Seng and Seng is much more interesting than arguing with you.

"Whew~~"

The wind swept through the ring, and the dust-free road chief held a nunchuck in each hand!

The two afterimages flew left and right, at least several times faster than Tang Sheng's palm! Each stick smashed out at least had the power of a thousand catties, and the same heavy hammer was almost the same.

Even if you can't reach both palms in the end, you can at least hit ~ Tang Seng ~ a stick.

Hmmm! I'm relieved when I hit a stick!

I'm such a magnanimous, broad-minded, and adults don't remember villains!

"Bang~~"

There was a loud bang in the ring, and the dustless dao chief hit ~Tang Seng~ on the left chest with a stick, and his body immediately retreated.

The entire competition hall was immediately silent, and everyone was waiting for ~ Tang Seng ~ the moment when he fell in pain.

The applause is almost on the lips, and the ugliness of human nature and the deep desire for blood in the hearts of human beings are really vividly displayed!

"The thirty-seventh game!

"The thirty-eighth game! and the last game! Challenger! Xiao Weitang, the sixth young master of Xiaojiabao!"

"Thirty-eight! Call you! Get into the ring! Thirty-eight!"

Damn, you want to insult me at the last minute?

Isn't it just a little slower? Why do you call the number?

Damn!Thirty-eight! This number~ is really unjust~

Xiao Weitang got up with a sword, Xiao Weitang sat down with a sword, and Xiao Weitang rubbed his legs with a sword in one hand and the other.

It's really a numb leg, not a water word count.

"Little baby, the ten thousand deep abyss evil dragons kill people like hemp, if you go, you will be sent to death in vain, why bother to go to this ring, listen to the persuasion of the poor, and retreat~"

Xiao Weitang slowly walked into the ring, and the dust-free road chief on the opposite side was cold.

Why didn't anyone say anything about it?!

Tell me earlier, why are you so nervous?!

This step is withdrawn, Lao Tzu can write "One Day of Dragon Slaying" to thousands of chapters!

Hahaha~ You can actually return!!

"The younger generation has been admiring the Dao long stick for a long time, and I came to the competition today just to see the next Dao chief, your magic stick!"

"Oh~ No, the Taoist is not a magic stick, it is a magical stick of the Taoist master. Just now, when I saw Dao Chang defeat Bazhou Tangmen Tang Sheng, I was extremely impressed in my heart!"

"The younger generation is ashamed of itself, like a firefly that wants to compare light with the sun and the moon, the younger generation is really laughing and generous, so admit defeat, and the younger generation retires!"

Hahaha~~ It's beautiful!

admit defeat and recognize such a suave and high-spirited style!

Is there any injury on the body? No, there is no injury at all, and he just walks away in a dashing manner!

Hahaha~ My heart is full of waves~ I laugh crazy in my heart~ I~ I actually want to live to the fourth chapter of "One Day Dragon Slayer"!