The obscene uncle is against the cute girl who is delicate, no matter how strong he is, no matter how much experience he has, it will not be the former who suffers.

As soon as the two horses pedaled on the wrong side, only one photo, and the fire broke out on the stage, and the gorgeous picture made the dumb overlord and Tu Hao who were watching the battle tremble. Yaya's, the shot is the real fire of the phoenix, this is the rhythm of going against the sky!

When the firelight faded and the smoke dissipated, Dull Overlord and Tu Hao subconsciously rubbed their eyes almost at the same time, in disbelief. "It's not going to be open!" After a long time, the two looked at each other and complained in unison. The strength of the vines is beyond doubt, Rao is a master of the Extreme Fire Sect like Fang Chunyang, in front of her, it is inevitable that he will be killed in a second, this seems that Wu Liang, who has nothing to show except for obscenity, actually ate a move Phoenix Divine Fire and stood firmly on his heels. Suddenly, there was only the sound of gasping in this area, and others did not know the bottom of the vines, but they could also feel the apocalyptic crisis that broke out by the fire that covered the sky. This Wu Liang is a horn. Wu Liang enjoyed the admiration and amazement of the onlookers, he squinted his eyes slightly, and the obscene smile on his face remained the same, and he even raised his eyebrows at the vines. "Humph!" The vine snorted coldly, clenched his teeth, and subconsciously looked at his waist, where most of the black handprints were printed on the red robe. Others don't know the reason, but the vine is very clear, there is something strange about the two black palms of this obscene uncle! What's more, he didn't go to the ring for any pill weapon or immortal guard, at least this one, his purpose was only to play hooligan, and the vines were also panicked in a hurry, which caused the invincible Phoenix Divine Fire to lose his head. "Come again, little lady." Wu Liang's laughter became more and more obscene, trying his best to challenge the bottom line of the vines. If you don't do it, you won't die, Wu Liang wants to use his life to interpret what it means to be a ghost under the peony flower, and his frivolous and obscene smile directly annoyed the dumb overlord and Tu Hao, and the two of them screamed and were about to rush up and beat the girl into a pig's head, but they were stopped by a look from the vine. In the next second, the corners of Manman's mouth hooked a beautiful arc, very beautiful, but also with thorns, just like herself. "Uncle, I'll thank you on behalf of my boss." Manman laughed. "What?" Wu Liang was puzzled. Manman answered him directly with action, and a small fire bomb flew out of thin air, dragging a long tail flame towards Wu Liang. Unpretentious, the small fire bomb is not as gorgeous as the Phoenix Divine Fire, and even the color is the same as the flames in the stove of ordinary people's homes, and it cannot cause any fatal damage to people other than the power of the unrestrained chicken, let alone a monk. But the speed of the fire bomb was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, everyone did not react, and the fire bullet exploded on Wu Liang's buttocks, followed by a painful wail. It's good that there is no fatal damage, but it's still painful, and the burning of ordinary flames is still unbearable, let alone this small fire bomb mixed with fire poison. Raise your hand, raise your hand, raise your hand again. One, two, three or four. Wu Liang howled as he raised his hand to block it, his black hands were indeed strange. Before joining Qi Huangwei, Wu Liang was a craftsman, and he was often in contact with the relationship of tree lacquer, which led to thick and dark hands, rough skin and thick flesh, and invulnerability. But Wu Liang's only outstanding place on his body is those hands, how smart the vines are, they can understand the mystery at a glance, and no longer focus on the strength of the attack. There are so many fireballs, there is always one that you can't stop. In addition to this factor, bad taste also accounts for a large proportion, and then there is to build momentum for Su Han. For various reasons, Manman vowed to torture Wu Liang, and he also suffered from mental disorders. In the blink of an eye, the vines had fired hundreds of fire bombs one after another, except for a few that were forcibly extinguished by Wu Liang with his palm, and the rest all hit Wu Liang's buttocks, so everyone saw a swarthy uncle constantly slapping the flames on his buttocks and running around. In this situation, it is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it! "Phew, I worship you!" Manman snorted lightly, raised his hand, and a small fire bomb came out, ending most of Wu Liang's obscene life. Seeing that Wu Liang, whose buttocks were still smoking, was carried away, the dumb overlord and Tu Hao swallowed their saliva in unison, and turned their heads to look at Feng Wuji, who was watching the battle. Feng Wuji was like being bitten by a snake, and he shivered violently, and said, "If you dare to be so rude to Miss Manman, it's not a pity to die." "In the Blood Moon Continent, the strong are respected, and it can be seen from these words that the vines have truly stepped out of Su Han's wings and truly become a strong man who can take charge alone. Hearing this, Dull Overlord and Tu Hao clenched their fists together, which was also the goal of their efforts. After winning a game, and then having some time to rest, Manman pulled the two aside very seriously, and said bluntly, "Later, when you compete in martial arts, you will also learn from me, and if you can, you won't let go if you don't magnify your moves." "For a long time, staying under Su Han's plump wings, the three of them developed a bad habit, but whenever Su Han ordered them to make a move, it was the fatigue bombardment of the ultimate, in fact, Manman realized that this was not a good habit before. At the moment of life and death, there is no one waiting for you to recover, and at that time, every trace of energy value is crucial, making the difference between life and death. "Good!" The two of them didn't think about it, and immediately nodded. "What a fart!" Manman rolled his eyes angrily, wanted to speak, and stopped. In the end, Manman didn't say the rest of the content, for fear that the two would not understand that it was one, and that they would deliberately act if they knew the details, and when the time came, it would be seen by a discerning person, so it was better not to do it. In the next competition, Dull Overlord and Tu Hao strictly obeyed the will of Manmanyi, and used a not very solid foundation to deal with the opponent throughout the whole process, and the time of each competition was delayed for a long time, but it was faster than other rings, whether it was the King of Dull Overlord's Fudo Ming or Tu Hao's Devouring Heaven and Earth, it was a wonderful technique that was hundreds or thousands of years ahead of others at the starting line. In the blink of an eye, a day has passed, and there are only more than 5,000 monks left who participated in the auditions, and these are the elites of the elite, and almost every one of them has performed brilliantly in the auditions. Manman, thirty-three consecutive victories, thirty-three opponents were all carried away without exception, and another common point of these people is that they can't sit on a chair for at least half a year. Tu Hao, twenty-four consecutive wins, the only one among the hundreds of thousands of applicants who does not use spells in the whole process, really regards the confession of the vines as a holy decree, and fights while eating, eating out a piece of the world. Dumb Overlord, thirteen consecutive wins, this number is much less than the first two, but every opponent of Dumb Overlord is exhausted, and even two of them were beaten to the point that their muscles were broken on the spot. Among the remaining contestants, except for Xiong Haiwei's disciple Fusu, the good and the bad are mixed, the difference between the upper limit and the lower limit is too far, there are some goods that are killed head-on, and there is no shortage of seeded players like the vines who have won a high streak in one fell swoop. After the last, according to Feng Wuji's statistics, there are less than forty dark horses who have a chance to win the championship, and of course, there are some players with a potential chance of upset, adding up to a total of more than 100 numbers, and the materials of these people were collected and handed over to Xiong Haiwei, and the first day passed like this. According to the schedule, tomorrow will still be free to fight or refuse to defend the ring, and the 5,000 people will have to be greatly reduced to 512 before the preliminaries can begin. During the meal, Tu Hao finally raised the question that Manvine wanted to talk about during the day, "I always feel that you have other purposes. "Manman cried, really cried, thinking that the old lady had worked hard all day, and you finally realized the importance of the problem." Yes, of course, there is another purpose. Manman explained, "Don't look at the boss showing his hands a few times in a row to scare these people, guess with your toes that there are still objections, such as that Fusu." "Shameless villain, what's the point?" The dumb overlord shook his head and said. "Shut up!" The vine who was forcibly interjected looked a little angry, paused, and said, "We weren't low-key before, but it was always a small high-profile, this time it can be said that everyone in Qihuang City has gathered together, we will deliberately suppress the strength first, and kill with one blow when necessary." It's called a blockbuster; If you want to promote first, you will be surprised! Hearing this, Dull Overlord and Tu Hao were amazed at the same time with both hands, this kind of literary brilliance and delicate thoughts, there is really a long way to go!