Two streams of energy, one red and one brown, flew through the air and collided together in an instant.

The voice, like a silver bottle bursting, stood out from the iron horse, and was incessant. The strong explosion shook the teenagers for a while. After a long time, the clarity was restored.

Yang Gongcheng and Mu Zongqin, located at the origin of the explosion, bore the brunt.

The powerful impact force shook the two of them straight away, and each spurted a mouthful of blood. Yang Gongcheng clenched his teeth, and the brown Xuan Qi was once again moved by him, and two purple wings appeared on his back, stopping his upside-down body.

Mu Zongqin was not so lucky. His fat pig-like body, like a huge cannonball, fell straight to the ground, rolled several times, and finally stopped.

"The fat man really has no future!" Ye Junlin secretly slandered.

Yang Gongcheng saw the opportunity, and the black iron broadsword was raised again, and the brown sword was like a hell lock, and it instantly smashed towards Mu Zongqin.

Poor Mu Zongqin had just stabilized his body, and he was blasted out again by the sword.

"Poof-" Mu Zongqin's fat figure fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly. The disgusting blood-red scale armor was cracked several times by Yang Gongcheng's sword. Mu Zongqin's eyes went dark and he fainted

Yang Gong won.

"Hey, you owe me a drink. Yang Gongcheng smiled at Liang Bufan.

"I can teach that 'dead fat man' a lesson, what is a drink. "Liang Bufan showed an unprecedentedly 'generous' look. Then he staggered into the ring.

His opponent is Jin Ling.

A muscular strong man, against a petite and feminine weak woman, there is no suspense in this game. But that's where life comes in, you never know what's going to happen in the next second.

Liang Bufan looked at Jin Ling, his eyes were extremely obscene. Because his eyes fell on the 'small peak' on Jin Ling's chest.

"Hooligans!"

Jin Ling scolded, and there was an extra thousand-year-old guqin in his hand.

Liang Bufan saw the situation and smiled even more happily: "What's the matter, I want to play the piano to my uncle!"

"Hmph!" Jin Ling sneered, the strings in his hand fluctuated quietly, and in an instant, the sound of the piano sounded like a cloud.

Liang Bufan's mind was instantly lost. He felt as if he was in a dream world: the mountains were golden, the sea was golden, the lakes were golden, the sand was sand, and the world was full of gold!

Liang Bufan wanders in this wonderful world, all the gold is his, he swims in the golden ocean, steps on the golden earth, sleeps in the golden sand, happy, wonderful

Jin Ling looked at Liang Bufan, who had 'Halazi' flowing from the corner of his mouth, and a smile flashed in his beautiful eyes.

"Whoosh!"

A flying knife flew out and went straight to Liang Bufan's throat.

Just when everyone thought that Liang Bufan was going to die, the golden scale armor suddenly covered Liang Bufan's whole body.

"Boom!"

Liang Bufan raised his hand slightly, and flew out of the flying knife in a parry.

"Hehe!" Liang Bufan said with a smile: "The illusion is good, it's just that I like real gold, uncle." ”

"Humph!"

Jin Ling looked at the ruffian-like Liang Bufan, snorted coldly, and then said slowly: "I admit defeat!"

People who are good at illusion tend to have low combat effectiveness. Seeing that her illusion failed, Jin Ling knew that she was definitely not Liang Bufan's opponent, so she wisely chose to admit defeat.

Liang Bufan shrugged his shoulders and said he was helpless

The next to walk into the ring were the burly young man from the 'Chixiao Chamber of Commerce' and Yin Xue from the 'Sword Casting Villa'.

The burly young man, named 'Zhao Jie', was originally just an ordinary 'low-level mystic', but then for some reason, his strength suddenly skyrocketed to 'high-level mystery'.

Zhao Ju and Yin Xue stood face to face, each speechless. Zhao Ju was very calm, because he felt that he was absolutely complete, the 'weak woman' in front of him.

Yin Xue looked at Zhao Jie, her eyes were crystal clear, and she was pitiful. Zhao Jie's hard heart suddenly trembled.

"This brother, your body is so burly!" Yin Xue said, and slowly walked towards Zhao Jie, her hand touched Zhao Jie's arm, and her eyes stared directly at Zhao Jie.

Suddenly, Zhao Jie seemed to see his lover, and his eyes became gentle. His hand caressed Yin Xue's face, his expression was very excited, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he muttered, "Xiao Ji." Is that you? Is it you?"

"It's me. Yin Xue replied, a smug look on her face.

"This Nizi, what a powerful charm!" Fan Jun, who had been 'watching the play', couldn't help but admire.

Ye Junlin looked at Yin Xue, and his eyes suddenly became very strange.

At that moment, Ye Junlin suddenly felt ridiculous. He felt that he didn't know Yin Xue at all, he didn't know what she liked, he didn't know what she wanted, and he didn't know what kind of person she was

"Hehe" Ye Junlin laughed self-deprecatingly.

He remembered that he braved the snow to go into the mountains to hunt, remembered the tragic death of his father, and remembered that his brother's life and death were unknown.

His anger burned instantly. The black light clusters that had disappeared for a long time in his heart once again occupied his heart.

Black pillars of light emanated from his body and soared into the sky.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Ye Junlin's body, and they were all surprised one by one, not knowing what happened to this young man.

Fan Jun stared at Ye Junlin, unaware of it.

"What a powerful anger!" Fan Jun muttered, "What has this young man been through?" ”

Yang Gongcheng looked at Ye Junlin and wanted to step forward to ask something. But he was stopped by Liang Bufan's eyes.

Yang Gongcheng stood silently aside, carefully staring at Ye Junlin's every move, for fear that he would go mad

In the ring, the battle between Yin Xue and Zhao Ju was nearing the end, and under Yin Xue's 'charm', Zhao Ju seemed to be suffering from 'madness', and finally raised his left hand and announced that he would admit defeat.

Yin Xue smiled and patted the back of Zhao Jie's head. Then, the charm dissipated, and Zhao Jie, who had been immersed in happiness, regained his clarity.

"Hey, what's going on? I remember, I seem to have seen my little Ji Ji coming. Huh, where's my little Ji Ji?" Zhao Ju touched the back of his head, his face full of confusion

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Junlin again. Piggybacking, they also glanced at Don Juan, the 'unlucky bastard'.

"In the first battle, I met Ye Junlin, the 'killing god'. This guy, it's really back!" Mu Zongqin sat in the corner, his head bleeding, and he didn't forget to spit out silently.

The spatial ring on Ye Junlin's finger flashed slightly, and the 'Red Flame Sword' appeared on his hand. The temperature around me rose instantly.

Fan Jun stared at the 'Red Flame Sword' in Ye Junlin's hand, his expression extremely excited.

"This is," Fan Jun muttered incessantly.

Ye Junlin clenched the 'Red Flame Sword', his eyes were cold.

"Come up!" Ye Junlin raised the 'Red Flame Sword', the blade pointed at Tang Juan, and said coldly.

The murderous aura came out of the ring and spread instantly