"Heaven is desolate! God! Fist! ”

Just when the old man's surging fist was about to shoot Leng Xi's face, he suddenly heard an incomparably cold cold drink sound from Leng Xi's mouth, and at the same time, I saw Leng Xi's incomparably violent punch burst out, and in an instant, it was violently exchanged with the old man's palm.

"Bang!" The strong forces clashed, and another violent sound resounded.

Immediately after, in front of everyone's eyes, people saw the figure of the old man, and immediately flew out upside down under the power of Leng Xi.

On the other hand, Leng Xi still stood with a cold and proud face, as if he was unmoved by the giant peak standing between heaven and earth.

"Victorious! Did Leng Xi win? ”

"Leng Xi, worthy of being the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land! With just one blow, the old man was blown away. ”

"It seems that at the beginning, Leng Xi didn't move seriously at all, he just made a casual move."

"Hmmm! Naturally! Otherwise, the attack of the Heavenly Desolate Saint Son Leng Xi would be so easy to break. ”

……

The old man's upside-down body immediately flew out of the martial arts ring, and just as he was about to fall, he saw the old body tremble suddenly, and forcibly stopped the falling figure.

The old man paused in mid-air, and when his eyes stared at Leng Xi again, the old man's face had become full of solemnity, and he secretly spoke, "Good boy! ”

Originally, the old man thought that he had now entered the realm of a nine-star demigod, and even if the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land was talented, he would not be able to compete with him at all.

But he didn't expect that the punch Leng Xi just threw not only blocked the blow of his eight-star demigod power, but also blasted himself away.

"Heavenly Desolate God Fist!" Then, the old man secretly muttered the name of the battle skill that Leng Xi blasted out just now, and said, "If I don't remember, the Heavenly Desolate God Fist is a seven-star demigod-level battle skill!" ”

"Good! Since this kid has used the seven-star demigod combat skill, then I have to do it! After saying this, I saw the old man's figure move again, and flashed towards the martial arts ring with all his strength.

……

"Miss, this old man, has rushed to the Holy Son again."

In the wing room on the seventh floor of the Moon Tower, Nie Ying and her maid were already looking at the martial arts ring nervously, and their pretty faces were full of panic.

At this moment, they were really worried, worried that the bad old man had won.

"Miss, why is this old man so shameless! is so old, and he even came to participate in the contest of Miss You. ”

"And that Zhuge Qingfeng is also really, the city lord invited him to be a referee, how did he be, this old man was out of age early tomorrow, and even let him participate in the ring, and let him fight with the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolation."

"Hey!" Hearing the words of the maid beside her, Nie Ying let out a soft sigh.

At this moment, I saw that the old man in the ring and Leng Xi, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolation, were fighting together again, and at this moment, the two seemed to be evenly matched.

Looking at this scene in the martial arts ring, Nie Ying's two white little hands were already tightly clenched into fists, her sweet face looked more and more nervous, and she secretly prayed in her heart: "Heavenly Desolate Holy Son, you can't be defeated!" ”

When the Heavenly Desolate Holy Son descended from the sky before, Nie Ying had already acquiesced in his heart that it was this one.

And she also thought at the time that this one who participated in her own competition to recruit relatives, who else could defeat him.

But now I didn't expect that the shameless old man, who was not knowing how many times older, would play the game, and he would fight so fiercely with the Heavenly Desolate Holy Son, regardless of victory or defeat.

Nie Ying's heart was in a panic, and at this time, the maid looked at the battle in the ring and said anxiously:

"Miss, what should I do! This old man seems to be really powerful! If he defeats the Heavenly Desolate Son, what should you do, Miss! Miss, are you really married to this bad old man? ”

Hearing the maid's words, Nie Ying said with a stubborn face: "If he really wins!" Even if I die, I can't marry him! ”

And just as Nie Ying's words fell, suddenly, only a mighty voice sounded behind her: "Could it be that you really want to marry this Leng Xi!" ”

As soon as they heard the voice, Nie Ying and the maid's faces immediately moved, and then turned to look at the person who came, the old man, it was the city lord of Yisha City, Nie Zhen.

"Abba!"

"Lord of the Castle!"

Looking at Nie Zhen, Nie Ying and the maid immediately shouted.

Nie Zhen continued to move his feet and walked towards the two women step by step, and with that, Nie Zhen also walked to the window and looked at the martial arts ring in the distance.

"Abba, this old man is obviously out of age, why did he still let him go to the ring to fight the Heavenly Desolate Holy Son?" Nie Ying said to Nie Zhen with an unconvinced face.

Nie Zhen didn't answer Nie Ying's words, just like Nie Ying didn't answer his words just now, his eyes were still looking at the martial arts ring from afar, and after a while, he only heard Nie Zhen speak slowly again, saying:

"Sakura, haven't you told Abba that you want to marry that Heavenly Desolate Son?"

"I ......"

"Abba, what woman in the world doesn't want to marry the pride of the sky!" Although Nie Ying did not directly answer Nie Zhen's words, these words are equivalent to making it clear that Nie Zhen, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolation, is naturally the pride of the sky.

Hearing his daughter's answer, Nie Zhen sighed deeply and said, "Yes, which woman in the world doesn't want to marry the pride of the sky!" ”

"But Sakura, this Leng Xi is not a good man worth entrusting. I've inquired, and over the years, he's been messing around with flowers and grass everywhere. ”

"He is the Son of the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land, and a man like him who does such a great thing will naturally not put his mind on just one woman." Nie Ying said, after saying this, even Nie Ying herself didn't expect that she would say such a thing.

Not only Nie Ying, but even Nie Zhen was pale, and she said that to her, but she didn't expect that this daughter of hers had already begun to speak for that Leng Xi.

"Abba." At this time, Nie Ying spoke to Nie Zhen again: "The reason why the Heavenly Desolate Holy Son used to mess with flowers and grass everywhere must be that he didn't meet the love of his life, if he meets me, when he really falls in love with me, maybe he will be different."

Abba, I have the confidence that with my stunning appearance, I will be able to tie his heart, I will definitely be able to, Abba! ”

When the last sentence was spoken, Nie Ying's sweet face had become full of determination.

And seeing his daughter like this, Nie Zhen sighed softly, "Hey! ”

"Sakura, Sakura, the breeze has already secretly told Abba, how do you know that this Leng Xi is a ruthless person! And more than once, twice, I have done what such a beast can do! Nie Zhen said secretly in his heart again.

(End of chapter)

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