Today, she wore a thin cyan gauze dress.

Naturally, as soon as Qingxi came, it attracted the attention of many men.

The turquoise gauze skirt outlines the heart-pounding perfect figure to the extreme.

The curvy lines are all coveted by men.

Every part of the gauze skirt exudes a cold and arrogant temperament, and the surface looks as magnificent as wearing a jade skirt.

"Naturally......" Wu Erlang said in a low voice.

This is vicious!

Once she started, several men had to be thrown away by her to fly 108,000 miles away.

Qing Xi is quite famous in Mixed Yuan City.

Only a purple token runs rampant in the city.

Of course, this rampant behavior does not mean oppressing others, but for self-preservation.

At least no one dared to hit her thoughts.

This also makes many people who are in love with her see the distance clearly.

"Hmm." Qingxi walked to the other side alone.

She just thought it was a novelty.

Chu Hao is neither from the Wufu nor from the Marquis of Qinggong, how dare he provoke the powerful Jiang family?

Could it be that he also has a purple token?

This is the reason why Qingxi's attention was aroused.

A chuckle appeared on Qingxi's indifferent and delicate cheeks, and the smile was full of interest.

She wanted to see what this kid was capable of.

"Wow! Even Qingxi is here, second brother, this is a good opportunity! ”

Jiang Teng listened to it and looked at the voice.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at those eyes, they suddenly widen around.

His eyes were composed of obscene light, and he only stared directly at Qingxi.

His gaze swept over her delicate body repeatedly.

Where the curves are exposed, I don't want to let go at all.

Jiang Teng's heartbeat increased violently, and his saliva swallowed violently.

He swore that he must beat Chu Hao to his knees in the ring and beg for mercy, so that his majesty can be fully displayed.

Qing Xi stood with his hands in his hands, and after noticing Jiang Teng's eyes, he frowned.

She seemed disgusted by the look.

In turn, Chu Hao can be regarded as an alternative.

This guy only glanced at Qingxi inconspicuously, and then put his gaze back to Jiang Teng.

It was as if this handsome boy with a handsome face as fine as a carved one was crooked, and he was not interested in women at all.

Qingxi can be regarded as a big beauty in Mixed Yuan City.

Others can't ask for it, a glimpse of beauty is better than medicine, and you won't let it go.

But my eldest prince Chu is extraordinary.

What kind of woman?

Women only affect the speed of my punches, and I don't bother to look at them at a glance!

"Hmph, boy, it's still too late to surrender." Jiang Teng's expression was solemn, and his hands were on his hips.

This scene is familiar.

How similar to his eldest brother Jiang Mu yesterday.

This ancient man is a cloud!

It's not a family, you don't enter the same door, that's right.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? To fight or not to fight? Chu Hao stiffened.

"Boy, you'll soon regret your hubris now."

When the words fell, only a bang was heard, and Jiang Teng moved.

He stepped into the ring with one step, and leaped upwards with another.

From a side angle, Jiang Teng seemed to be about to fly.

The next moment, he slapped his palm as black as ink.

A tsunami-like tyrannical true qi burst out of his palm.

You can feel it.

This Jiang Teng's true element in his body is also very violent.

The explosiveness is fiercer than that of his eldest brother Jiang Mu.

"Come!" Chu Hao snorted coldly.

The other party actually came empty-handed, undoubtedly playing into his own arms.

Going head-to-head with the Ancient Holy Body, his eldest brother is a lesson from the past.

It's a pity that Jiang Teng, the lucky one, doesn't know anything about it.

Hand-to-hand combat, Chu Hao can't ask for it.

In his close quarters, he is not afraid of anyone at all.

Rumble!

Chu Hao smiled faintly and stretched out his palm to greet him.

The arms are full of brilliance, and the palms are full of brilliance.

Streams of vast true qi leaked out of the pores.

Chu Hao tried to use the power of the Holy Body Origin.

In this realm of consciousness, he has no scruples at all.

The most important thing is that he borrowed the face of the Immortal Emperor by mistake.

Boom!

The palms were tough against each other, and a shocking sound broke out.

The white mist rose up, and as soon as the naked eye saw the fog filling, they saw two figures killing out of it.

Chu Hao's legs were full of thunder, and the purple mangs were circling, containing the domineering power of Taitian Thunder.

And Jiang Teng clenched his fists and bombarded from top to bottom.

Rumble!

Sou!

The leg method was as fast as a frightening, and an afterimage appeared.

Jiang Teng was slightly startled and hurriedly reacted.

Moreover, a black light appeared, and in an instant, Jiang Teng and Chu Hao's legs were intertwined.

At this time, the two sides fought back and forth, regardless of whether they were up or down.

The force of Jiang Teng's fist was truly terrifying.

However, that is only for ordinary monks.

However, Chu Hao is a holy body once in the ages, Jiang Teng seems to be indestructible, and when he arrives at the holy body, he is immediately deflated.

"Boy, don't be arrogant with three-legged cat kung fu."

As he spoke, Jiang Teng punched again.

He relied on his own strength and could do whatever he wanted.

The fist wind broke through the air, the qi surged, and the surging true yuan poured out of Jiang Teng's body like a tide.

His punches descended with a torrential rain, and the power was real and violent.

The true qi of the strong bully was brewed into a white mang in the process of rapid punching.

It was also at this moment that it was stimulated.

"I should say that to you." The corners of Chu Hao's mouth were slightly slanted, a little relaxed.

At present, no one in the contest between the two occupies the upper score, and it can be regarded as evenly matched.

From the perspective of winning, the two sides are very anxious.

Wu Erlang in the audience sweated for Chu Hao.

Although Chu Hao was able to defeat Jiang Mu, Jiang Teng was even stronger in explosiveness.

The few young people I was looking for before were all beaten by Jiang Teng, and they couldn't carry it through during a period of outbreak.

However, his face was red in a hurry, how could Chu Hao on this stage still have the heart to laugh?

Wu Erlang was puzzled.

It looks like this guy is still very relaxed, but there is still room for it??

"Bang!"

The real qi in the ring collided fiercely.

The bottom of the ring was shaking violently, as if there was a huge force about to crush the ring.

Qingxi stood quietly in place like a jade carving.

And in between, her blurry eyes were always staring at Chu Hao.

She could feel it.

There was a terrifying energy turmoil in this man's body.

As for where it came from and why, Qingxi couldn't know.

Thinking about it, Jiang Teng attacked with dozens of punches.

Chu Hao didn't dodge, and met him with his fists.

The clenched fist was filled with vigorous blood qi, and due to the use of the power of the Holy Body Origin, Chu Hao's skin began to become crystalline, and because of the Taitian thunder, as long as he swung his fist, he could make a thunderous sound in the air.

The two sides shook their fists violently, like two boulders smashing into each other, and bursts of shock accompanied by sparks splattered out.

After a long time, Jiang Teng became a little difficult to parry.

However, this guy also shows the nature of a man.

Although the pain in the fist bones was unbearable and the epidermis was broken, he still had to fight to death.

As soon as the bright red blood droplets dripped from the wound, they evaporated in the strong wind.

Jiang Teng's turban was scattered, his hair was scattered, and his face was ugly. Swinging his fist like crazy, the frequency is amazingly fast, as if he is dying.