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"Impossible!"

"Good and bad tricks!"

The disciples of the Qinglan Sect saw Ling Xiaoye make a few moves, and knew that their strength was not bad. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But at this time, as soon as this black-faced man said this, they couldn't help but worry about Ling Xiaoye, and they protested loudly.

But these words are of little use. Those adjudicators didn't even listen, they just looked at Ling Xiaoye in the field with mocking expressions, as well as the black-faced man.

After the black-faced man finished laughing, the spiritual power on his body suddenly burst out rapidly, from the appearance of the first or second level of the Illusory God Realm to the appearance of the late stage of the Illusory God Realm!

"Haha, uncle, are you scared!"

The black-faced man couldn't stop laughing, and he seemed to be very proud of his cultivation.

Ling Xiaoye changed his clothes and disguised himself, becoming a middle-aged man, his face was flat at the moment, and his eyes seemed to be Gujing Wubo, just staring at this big man.

"Now, you just admit defeat! In the late stage of the Wheel of Life Realm, no matter how hard you try, you can't beat the late stage of the Illusory God Realm!"

The black-faced man didn't stop laughing, even when he spoke, he was smiling.

Ling Xiaoye opened his mouth and said calmly: "No, I not only want to compete with you, but also increase my chips!"

"Hehe, so confident, Lao Tzu likes it!" The black-faced man mocked and said with a smile: "What other valuable things do you have to add chips?"

"Just my life!"

"What, Lao Tzu is not interested in your life, you are so old, or the Wheel of Life Realm, what is the use of you?"

The black-faced man sneered.

Ling Xiaoye was still calm, and said, "It seems that you don't dare?"

The black-faced man knew that Ling Xiaoye's words were a radical method, but he actually got hit, jumped up directly, and said with a sneer: "How can one life be enough? and the lives of your friends and disciples, let's also count them together! If you lose, all the lives of these people will belong to Lao Tzu." ”

"However, Lao Tzu is not so willing to kill you. Girls, stay. Man, then send it to our continent and go to the big mines to mine!

"Okay, deal!"

Ling Xiaoye agreed in one bite.

This frightened Su Mengyu and the others, and hurriedly sent a message to Ling Xiaoye: "Stupid, are you crazy? You gamble with this girl's life, and I will settle this account with you later! But why do you take the life of a disciple of Qinglanmen to gamble with others?"

"Why? Just because I'm their master!"

Ling Xiaoye came back.

"Hmph, you're a gambler! Don't say too much, you have to be careful of the tricks of this late-stage martial artist of the Illusory God Realm!"

"Okay, don't worry! I, Ling Xiaoye, am not easy to joke with other people's lives!"

Ling Xiaoye temporarily suspended the communication with Su Mengyu this time, and said to the black-faced man: "If I win, everything you take out will be mine! Also, take out the antidote to the white mist poison just now!"

The black-faced man laughed wildly again, laughing so hard that he couldn't stand steadily: "Hahaha, do you really think that you will be better than Lao Tzu?" hahaha...... No, there are too many fools I've met today!

After speaking, the black-faced man covered his stomach and laughed wildly.

Ling Xiaoye suddenly activated the mana true element, recited the mental method of the White Dragon talisman, and instantly condensed the true element and protected his body!

Sure enough, when the black-faced man was holding his stomach, there were suddenly more than a dozen silver needles in his hand. He moved while laughing, and with a slight flick of his fingers, he knocked out all the silver needles.

It was as if a mosquito was barking twice in his ear, and Ling Xiaoye's divine thoughts suddenly felt a fluctuation, so he hurriedly dodged. After he left, where he was standing, not far behind him, a dozen silver needles the size of his hair suddenly appeared, neatly submerged into the ground!

The black-faced man was slightly stunned, his method of concealing people's ears and eyes had already caused many martial artists of the same level to suffer, let alone a low-level martial artist in the Wheel of Life Realm!

However, when the black-faced man saw Ling Xiaoye move slightly, he dodged the attack of the silver needle, and he was not sure whether Ling Xiaoye was really capable or blindly dodged.

So the black-faced man put away his smile and said, "Ouch, what are those strips on your body?"

"It's an interesting exercise, mmmm, it'll be mine then!"

The black-faced man continued to ask and answer himself, and it seemed that he was quite confident in Ling Xiaoye's strange and interesting exercises. He laughed twice, and his hands suddenly danced again.

Ling Xiaoye didn't give this person too much chance at this time, and directly frantically used all the power in his body, striving to defeat him with one blow.

After Ling made a move, the figure appeared on the back of the black-faced man, and with the phantom hand of the demon's touch, he immediately crushed the black-faced man's protective shield.

Ling Xiaoye did not get close, but continued to use his phantom big hand to pinch the head of the black-faced man, and directly rubbed it back and forth twice on the uneven ground.

Boom!

If it weren't for the fact that the black-faced man was a master in the late stage of the Illusory God Realm, and he had also practiced the physical body, he would have been rubbed off a layer of skin by Ling Xiaoye like this.

However, the black-faced man is also quite choked, he was tightly pinched by Ling Xiaoye's neck, and he couldn't use his strength all over his body, and he couldn't use his mana!

"Stop!"

The referee outside the court began to speak loudly: "You are a foul, let go of the person in your hands!"

Ling Xiaoye was puzzled, and continued to pinch the neck of the black-faced man with one hand, and asked, "Where is this a foul?"

The thin leader of the adjudicator said leisurely at this time: "As the saying goes, hitting people doesn't slap their faces, and it's not in accordance with the rules for you to rub that fellow Daoist on the ground like this!"

"Haha, what kind of reasoning is this?"

"Here's what our adjudicator said! You let him go, otherwise, we will judge you to lose, and what you hand over will become the compensation of this fellow Daoist! Also, if you still talk back to our adjudicator like this, you will be sentenced to lose the same!"

The skinny leader began to threaten.

Looking at the faces of these adjudicators, Ling Xiaoye smiled instead of being angry, and threw the black-faced man aside.

"The game continues!"

The adjudicator shouted the order to restart the game.

The group of people in Qinglanmen all felt that this was unfair, it was obvious that Ling Xiaoye had the upper hand, why did they suddenly stop, and said that it was a violation.

Naturally, they were not convinced, so they let out bursts of boos.

As for the man who followed the black-faced man, he sneered at this time: "If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, don't talk about any unfair rulings!"

The confrontation of words outside the stadium and the battle on the field are still going on.

However, Ling Xiaoye had a phantom feather divine walk, which instantly moved behind the black-faced man, and then another demonic touch, pinching the black-faced man's neck and starting to rub it vigorously on the ground.

"Stop!

Ling Xiaoye let go of the black-faced man, and then the adjudicators dragged on for a little more time before starting again.

For the adjudicator's unfair ruling, Ling Xiaoye didn't care, since he said foul, then beat this black-faced man hard.

The black-faced man was instantly pinched by Ling Xiaoye twice in a row, and he was already on guard, but the protective shield couldn't withstand Ling Xiaoye's move at all, and it was directly broken.

The man was horrified inside, and his face was a mixture of confusion and shock.

"This fellow Daoist violated the rules, and the game had to be recalculated. Ready, go!"

These adjudicators directly judged that the battle in front was useless, which was already a blatant attempt to shield this black-faced man.

The disciples of Qinglanmen, as well as Su Mengyu and others, were already half angry at this time, and some disciples wanted to go to those adjudicators to theorize.

In the two competitions, the black-faced man was obviously invincible, but he didn't count it, this doesn't mean that what Ling Xiaoye did was useless!

Ling Xiaoye was on the field, and he was stopped twice, so he knew that these adjudicators were unfair to him, and these people still wanted to create opportunities for this black-faced man!

As soon as the adjudicator shouted the start, Ling Xiaoye moved.

He came behind this black-faced man, and directly grabbed the black-faced man's left calf with the phantom hand of the demon's touch!

"If you want to play, I'll play with you!"

Ling Xiaoye spit out a few words, and then took the black-faced big man with the big man's calf in his hand, and then threw it violently and smashed it to the ground. This situation is a bit like in some mountain villages, where people in the world thresh rice from wooden cabinets. It's just that what Ling Xiaoye is holding in his hand is not rice, but this black-faced man.

The face of the black-faced man was once again hit the ground. Now, I actually broke two of my front teeth, and I was bleeding all over my face.

"Stop, you guy, what's going on?

The adjudicator started shouting again!

The disciple of Qinglanmen finally couldn't help it this time, and scolded loudly: "Where is this foul?"

"You're blind!"

"Is there really a cheeky adjudicator?"

......

The thin leader of the adjudicator roared at this time: "Don't discuss the adjudicator's rights and wrongs here, justice is in the hearts of the people, he is a foul, how can there be so much nonsense!

Then, the skinny leader announced: "The previous game is nullified! The two of them take a short break, and then play again!"

Ling Xiaoye threw the black-faced man aside again, and then said to this person, "Don't think that the adjudicator is facing you, I am afraid of you!"

The black-faced man was taken aback, it was the third time that he had been caught by Ling Xiaoye without symptoms, and if he continued like this, the chances of winning would be much less. However, he had promised so many things just now, and the black-faced man was naturally reluctant, so his eyes turned bonely, and he secretly took out a handful of white powder from the Qiankun bag with one hand.