Originally, Wu Ran wanted to go on stage and get Wu Chengfeng to the palace to recuperate, but this sudden scene made him stop his movements. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This woman Wuran has seen it a few times, it seems that it is the woman named Jiang Fanqing who was defeated by Wu Chengfeng, looking at the atmosphere when Wu Chengfeng gets along with her, Wu Ran is not worried that the woman will hurt Wu Chengfeng.

At the same time, Jiang Fanqing is here.

Jiang Fanqing came to a vacant place where no one was in his arms with Wu Chengfeng, and his eyes were red and he stared at Wu Chengfeng's dry cheeks.

"You guy, didn't you all score in the top ten, why are you still working so hard. Jiang Fanqing cried, stroking Wuchengfeng's cheeks, and felt a faint pain in his heart.

"Great Elder, is there a way to help him recover his qi and blood?" Jiang Fanqing's crisp voice sounded, and a white-haired old man suddenly appeared in the originally empty place, the old man looked a little indifferent, and touched Jiang Fanqing's head lovingly.

"This little guy is a little crazy, and he is worthy of being the heir of that old madman. The old man glanced at Wu Chengfeng in Jiang Fanqing's arms a few times, and said lightly: "It's not impossible to cure the backlash of qi and blood, at least for this little guy's master, it's easy to cure, the old madman often plays crazy with his life, and it's good to go to him for this kind of small thing." ”

"Old ghost Jiang, if the disciples of this seat don't worry about your Jiang family, this seat will heal itself. A middle-aged man without a shirt suddenly appeared beside the two, which surprised Jiang Fanqing, but the expression of the old man who was called the Great Elder by Jiang Fanqing did not change in the slightest, as if he had known that he would appear.

"This little girl is the saint daughter of your Jiang family's generation?" The middle-aged man pouted and circled around Jiang Fanqing a few times: "Mingxiu Huixin, it's not bad, it's just right to be the daughter-in-law of this disciple." ”

"Old madman, don't talk crazy, do you want to try if my Jiang family's 'God List' can seal you for another thousand years?"

Jiang Fanqingyan blushed, and when she heard that this middle-aged man was the legendary old madman, she opened her mouth and looked at this middle-aged man in disbelief.

The middle-aged man has a high nose, a body of knotted muscles like King Kong, a cynical smile at the corner of his mouth, and his long hair is unkempt and unruly, a little bohemian, but even more crazy and completely untouchable.

"Don't don't, this seat is just joking, don't take it seriously!" As soon as he heard the name of the 'God List', the old madman was a little anxious, but his expression did not change, and he said: "But this little girl has a good impression of the apprentice, if you beat the mandarin ducks, it will not be too much for this seat to make trouble again." ”

"Hmph, Jiang Fan's little guy should really teach him a good lesson, it's okay to run to the 100,000 mountains, hum!" The Great Elder didn't say anything this time, just thought that when he returned to the family, he would definitely beat up the person named Jiang Fan,

Well, Jiang Fan is the contemporary head of the Jiang family, that is, Jiang Fanqing's father......

"Hawkers, this little guy forcibly used the 'Crazy Demon Nine Swords' again, fortunately, this seat has a premonition in his heart, otherwise with your Jiang family's half-hung healing level, I am afraid that the little life of this disciple will be killed. The old madman stretched out his palm and put it on the chest of the unconscious Wu Chengfeng, and a black light was transmitted to Wu Chengfeng's body, and Wu Chengfeng, who was frowning because of pain, slowly loosened his frowning brows and fell asleep sweetly.

"Your disciple is a homeless contemporary god. The Great Elder looked at the Wucheng Feng who was slowly improving, and said to the old madman, "Also, if it weren't for the divine body, I really couldn't stand the cultivation method of your madman." ”

When the old madman heard this, he glanced at the Great Elder: "If you are not a god, you are not worthy of being a disciple of this seat." ”

"Old madman. The Great Elder's voice said to the old madman with a hint of warmth.

"What are you doing?" the old madman plucked his nostrils and looked at the Great Elder with a look of begging.

"You really don't plan to come back, what happened back then has long been found out to be a misunderstanding, and you also know that there are some things in the clan that cannot be compromised......"

"This has nothing to do with this seat, I didn't want to talk about it at the beginning, and I won't complain about the Jiang family, now it's a very good day, without the constraints of family rules, I can do whatever I want, I'm very happy, nothing bad. The old madman said solemnly.

"Whatever you want, come back if you want. The Great Elder sighed, stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Fanqing's shoulder, and the two of them disappeared.

After the two disappeared, the old madman also sighed lightly, and then looked at Wu Chengfeng, who fell to the ground and slept sweetly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hang a smile.

"This little guy really gave Lao Tzu a long face, and unknowingly soaked the holy daughter of the Jiang family, hehehe. ”

The old madman who laughed a few times picked up Wuchengfeng, took out a wine jug, poured a few sips into his mouth, and slowly walked away.

At the same time, in the Panlong ring, the third competition had already begun.

On the field is the only woman in the top ten, Liu Ruyan.

The other is another Wang Chen, who rarely shows his strength.

However, Liu Ruyan admitted defeat after coming to power, the gap between the seventh grade of the martial artist and the peak of the sixth grade of the martial artist is very large, and it is possible for an ordinary martial artist with the peak strength of three six grades to defeat a martial artist in the early stage of the seventh rank of the martial artist, and it is normal for Liu Ruyan to admit defeat.

However, there are many people who feel a little regretful, after all, the strength of Wuchengfeng in the last game is only the fourth grade of martial arts, and the strength that blooms is also very terrifying, and when it is close to the finals, everyone wants to see more of the confrontation of young masters.

As this one ended, in Deacon Lee's cold voice, the next one began.

Compared with the previous one, this one is much more passionate.

Ming VS Zhao Tianlong.

The strength of these two is obvious to all.

As Deacon Li's words fell, the two stepped into the dragon ring.

The dead is still wearing a black robe, and Zhao Tianlong is still wearing a white battle armor.

After the two saluted each other, an exhilarating battle came.

"Sweep through a thousand armies. ”

With a loud shout, Zhao Tianlong had already come to the underworld, and the spear was like a dragon, sweeping out.

"Magic Knife Technique: Knife Falling Flower Yan. ”

Stygian shouted softly, and suddenly the space above the ring floated, and there were red flowers falling, beautiful and seductive, and the number has been increasing.

Obviously, neither of them intended to keep their hands, and the shot was a martial art, but this was something to look at.

One by one, the knife flowers formed by the sword qi fell, blocking Zhao Tianlong's footsteps, but then they were continuously dispersed by Zhao Tianlong.

The sword flowers were exploded in the air, shining brightly, making people feel as if they were not fighting.

However, the number of sword flowers in the sky is increasing, and the number is increasing, and Zhao Tianlong knows that if this continues, he is afraid that he will not even be able to break through the sword flowers, let alone defeat the underworld.

"Dreadnought!"

Zhao Tianlong let out a long roar, his body flashed with white light, and his speed suddenly accelerated, appearing in front of the underworld, and the spear in his hand danced rapidly like a phantom, which made the underworld a little surprised.

The long knife of the Underworld had already been unsheathed, and as it swung rapidly, there was a sound in the air.

It's the sound of weapons colliding!