In the next few days, Bai Xiaopang became the focus of everyone's discussion, and the limelight overshadowed the Seven Leaders, Dongfang Youchen, Leng Xueying and others for a while. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wherever he went, others couldn't help but look at him differently, and they respected him very much, Bai Wujing offered this disciple like a living treasure, and the matter of competing for the top ten with his divine voice seemed to have become a sure thing.

The status in the Bingfeng Pavilion suddenly rose sharply, and Bai Shaotang went hand in hand, becoming the two amazing wizards of the Bingfeng Pavilion, every time Bai Shaotang saw Bai Xiaopang, he sighed, he trembled in the Bingfeng Pavilion, and he walked on thin ice for more than ten years to have today's status, but he didn't expect a little-known fat man to alarm the Red Maple Hundred Pavilion with only one song, where is the reason?

But Bai Xiaopang was anxious, no matter who he saw, he frowned, absent-minded, no way, after seeing Mo Remnantyun that day, he brushed his body with a brush a few times a day, and waited for Mo Remnant to bring him good news with a resentful face in the afterglow of the sunset, and the good news of joining the Iron Chasing Rider, but he always couldn't see you, and the lovesick gentleman was gone!

As soon as Mo Yanyun returned to Wanzhang Cliff that day, Dongfang Youchen on the side mentioned this matter, "Boss, what's that! That Bai Xiaopang wants to join the army, I agreed!" A happy look on his face, "Bai Xiaopang will definitely become a legend with that singing voice, then he is the golden left hand, one of the leading factors of this legend."

As soon as the words fell, the cloud-chasing iron rider who was resting suddenly put down the work in his hand and looked at Mo Wanyun with indifference, and everyone's footsteps moved a big step forward towards him.

"Moreover, he wants to join the Iron Cavalry of Chasing Clouds, and I have agreed!" Mo Wanyun didn't notice that the atmosphere around him had become a little tense, and he was still secretly smiling at his plan to cut first and then play.

Suddenly, the Cloud Chasing Iron Rider took a few steps towards Mo Remnant again, surrounded it in the middle, clenched his hands crisply, and looked at Mo Remnant with a fierce expression.

After being proud, Mo Remnant finally discovered that there was a conspiracy in the surrounding environment, and the subordinates under the command of Mo Remnant Feng stared at him up and down, left and right, and there was an anger in his heart for no reason, "Mo Remnant Feng, this bastard, didn't he just take a few breaths before Lao Tzu, this is amazing, even his subordinates dare to stare at himself like this!"

was about to attack, but found that his subordinates were more ruthless than Mo Wanfeng's subordinates, and his eyes were simply hateful, and he had no doubt that they would swallow him alive in the next moment.

"Beat him up...... Beat him hard! If I don't beat him to death, I won't be the boss!" Mo Yanyun's eyes widened with anger, and his angry teeth rattled.

"It's hard to imagine how miserable the life of yourself and others will be in the future, that plague god, you can't avoid it, it's good that you still take the initiative to provoke him, what is the greatest sorrow of the soldiers? Is it that you can't die on the battlefield, when the plague god comes, the song is shocking, crying ghosts and gods, do you and others still have a chance to fight?"

Therefore, Mo Wanfeng was furious, "Why is this my Mo Wanfeng's younger brother?"

More than 100 people, more than 200 fists, overwhelming towards Mo Wanyun......

"It's the other way around! it's the other way around!!"

Mo Yanyun, who received the abuse, shouted loudly, among the many fists, his subordinates hated the most, and it was completely a great enmity of life and death, and he would never die...... Now Mo Yanfeng doesn't understand what's going on, why he beats him as soon as they meet, especially his subordinates!

There is no way, Mo Yanyun's subordinates are really depressed, "Boss Yun, you are murdering, you actually went to provoke that plague god, you recruited it, naturally follow you, follow you, isn't it with us, our chances of going to the battlefield in the future have become an unknown, so if we don't fight you now, it's really not enough to calm our shocking injustices, and if we don't beat you hard, it will be difficult to eliminate the monstrous hatred in my heart!"

"Hit! Hit hard!"

......

All of a sudden, the remnant generals who were once dominant on the battlefield rebelled and left!

Everyone was really tired, and sat aside to rest angrily, leaving Mo Yanyun, whose whole body was three times thicker than before, with a big pig's head, still wailing there, "It's the other way around...... On the contrary, ......" is becoming more and more powerless.

In the end, he actually said, "Mo Yanyun, Lao Tzu is not dead, you are not the boss anymore, be the second child obediently", and fell asleep with a smile on his face, "Ou Wu, I, Mo Yanyun, am finally the boss again!"

Mo Yanfeng suddenly jumped up with both feet, and found that Mo Yanyun had fainted, so he let him go abruptly, and then looked at Dongfang Youchen who was watching the show with a flattering face, "Big brother, you must not agree, if Bai Xiaopang's plague god comes, this cloud-chasing iron rider will no longer be able to gallop thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, just his divine voice, can the horse still run? Can people still sleep?"

Mo Yanyun, who had fallen asleep, suddenly woke up, "Boss, you said that a gentleman's words are difficult to chase a horse!"

"It's just you, then I'll be a saint", Mo Yanfeng hurriedly retorted, but Mo Wanyun lay down again.

"Remnant Wind, I think, if we have Bai Xiaopang, our plan can be realized at least a year ahead of schedule" Dongfang Youchen said with a thoughtful face.

"Why is this? As soon as Bai Xiaopang sings, do the brothers still have a chance to live?" Mo Yanfeng suddenly became anxious, the boss of the palm wind and clouds would not be confused!

"If his singing voice is not directed at himself, but at the enemy army, then it is definitely 'talking and laughing, and the canopy will be wiped out!'" With him, it is enough to make a big plan to empty the city!" Dongfang Youchen coughed.

"Uh......" Mo Remnant's eyes suddenly lit up, the god of war is the god of war, Mo Remnant now seems to see Bai Xiaopan dragging his fat body on the platform, the fairy sound is graceful, it is definitely 'thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear!'

"Moreover, if Bai Xiaopang specializes in sound attack and condenses the voice of the soul, he will definitely become a great ghost", Dongfang Youchen Zhizhu said in his hand, and he saw the scene of Bai Xiaopang in the field.

"Uh......" Mo Yanfeng was silent, thinking about how to build a good relationship with Bai Xiaopang.

So in the next few days, Mo Remnant Feng stuck to Mo Remnant Yun again, and Bai Xiaopang's joining of the Cloud Chasing Iron Ride can be said to be a certainty, in order for Mo Remnant not to use Bai Xiaopang to deal with himself, he willingly sent water to Mo Remnant Cloud's tea, calling himself the second ......

After a few days of cultivation, the swelling on Mo Yanyun's body disappeared completely, and he looked at Chasing Yun Tieqi with a stinky face, "When Bai Xiaopang comes, I'll let you drink a pot of ......"

In the past few days, Jun Qinghan has not returned to Wanzhang Cliff once, and has been wandering around the Red Maple Mountains, working hard to hone his strength, and checking the different routes down the mountain!

Now he can barely send out the 'Two Yin Killing Buddha' of the Seven Killing Dragons, and it only takes three breaths to buckle the pulse, and the range of snow drifting mountains and rivers has reached forty zhang!

When I returned to Wanzhang Cliff again, it was already half a month later, and the Baige Martial Arts was held again.

At the top of Feng Han, under the ring, Mo Remnant and Bai Xiaopang were talking about the heat, lovesickness and loneliness, and Bai Xiaopang, who had been depressed for half a month, saw Mo Remnant crying excitedly!

"Brother Mo, you're finally here, I think you're so bitter!, I've already washed it for nothing, can't you take a look" Bai Xiaopang was full of grievances, a face of grievance, and he was about to lift his clothes as he spoke.

"Ah, no, no" Mo Yanyun looked embarrassed, and hurriedly waved his hand, "My boss said, you can join the Cloud Chasing Iron Ride!"

"Ahh

Mo Yanyun's heart was broken, and with a stretch of his hand, he stopped in front of Bai Xiaopang's head, "Stop!"

"What's wrong?" Bai Xiaopang was stunned.

"My boss said that if you want to join the Cloud Chasing Iron Rider, you must first sing us a song, and after singing it, you can!" Mo Yanyun said with a serious face.

"No problem!" Bai Xiaopang patted his soft chest proudly, and saw that Mo Yanyun's stomach was turning over and over in a wicked smile.

On the ring, there are more than 20 groups of martial arts disciples, and the competition for the top 100 is based on the principle of voluntariness, only competing for the top ten and the first place, and the rest are not ranked, so many people naturally gave up this competition.

The seven leaders stood tall in the ring, and the one with a face was not invincible, looking at the opponent with eyes in his eyes, Bai Xiaopang strode to the ring, and there were bursts of jackdaws in the sky, coming to help this ancestor.

And when the game began, Leng Xueying was under the ring from beginning to end, calmly watching the competition on the stage, obviously giving up this great opportunity.

Until now, the seven leaders have chosen the same tactic: quick victory!

Just today, the Lord of the Hundred Pavilions will be born, and the fewer moves he will use, the better, and even the famous defensive Woopan will only take ten moves to knock his opponent out of the ring.

And Bai Xiaopang has always been brewing, this time he must perform well, give a good impression to Chasing Cloud Tieqi, cough hard, and clear his throat:

"The sky is green and the grass is green, and the underground is white and blue......"

As soon as this sound came out, it was really a thousand mountains and birds flying!

"You have a long short knife and stand ......"

"Stop!" the opponent hurriedly shouted at Bai Xiaopang.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't sing, I'll admit defeat!" the man's face was painful, and his eyes were about to split.

"No, you can't admit defeat!" Bai Xiaopang suddenly screamed, and was about to behave in front of the Cloud Chasing Iron Horse, but he didn't let him sing, didn't it make him die and uncomfortable?

As soon as the man saw Bai Xiaopang, he was about to open his mouth again, plugged his ears, and rolled under the stage with his tail between his legs.

"You hold ......"

was singing energetically, Bai Xiaopang suddenly struggled, and the pavilion master, as the referee, directly endured the huge pressure to block Bai Xiaopang's most, with a calm face, "Don't sing, I'm singing out!" said and threw Bai Xiaopang out of the ring.

"Why? Why?" Bai Xiaopang's face was in a trance, and he was ecstatic, "If the performance is smashed, will the Cloud Chasing Iron Rider still want our family?"

Next, in the second round, with the tacit consent of many pavilion masters, intentionally or unintentionally, Bai Xiaopang was directly manipulated in the dark box, and directly entered the top ten by bye, Bai Wuxiao couldn't get along with the most, although Bai Xiaopang was directly disqualified from continuing to participate, but entering the top ten was already too satisfying to him, "Wan Cheng Ling! Bingfeng Pavilion has two pieces of monopoly!"

A round of life and death competition, the top ten are impressively listed: the seven leaders, Bai Xiaopang, as well as Xiao Wuying of the Shadowless Pavilion, and Tieba of the Baquan Pavilion!

Among them, Bai Xiaopang, Xiao Wuying, and Tieba gave up to continue the game, and the seven leaders competed for the master of the Hundred Pavilions!