Sou! Sou! Sou!

Hundreds of flying swords turned into streamers and stabbed straight down, Guo Yue's eyes widened, and he shouted, and the light of body protection appeared on his hard body.

The sound of tinkling and dinging kept sounding, and the flying sword quickly pierced the light curtain, and Guo Yue screamed miserably and squatted down with his head in his hands.

The remaining ninety or so flying swords stopped a few inches above his head in an instant.

Zhao Zhen stood not far away, like a mountain, and said lightly:

"Senior Brother Guo, do you want to continue?"

Guo Yue waved his hand again and again: "No need, no need, Senior Brother Zhao, I admit defeat!" ”

Although he has a body of horizontal flesh, he has no confidence at all that he can stop the "Hundred Swords Array" that is known for killing.

"Senior Brother Zhao is so strong!!"

"It's useless to even be a puppet, just use the sword array to win!"

"I suddenly think Senior Brother Zhao is so handsome!"

The female disciples who shouted that Zhang Ling was so powerful just now were impressed by Zhao Zhen's demeanor at this moment.

Jianyue on the stage smiled at Zheng Shengmo again:

"Uncle Zheng, sure enough, your disciple won, congratulations."

Zheng Shengmo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Thank you." ”

Shi Shuhong and Wei Shouyuan's faces became ugly again, Ye Xiyue was so cold and arrogant, few people had seen her smile, but the two smiles today were to Zheng Shengmo.

Could it be that Zheng Fatzi really took the lead?

In this way, he not only got Ye Xiyue's body, but also got the help of the innate best spiritual root, wouldn't he soon be able to enter the God Transformation Realm?!

A deep sense of jealousy and resentment swelled up in the hearts of the two.

No, Zheng Shengmo must not be allowed to successfully break through to the Transformation God!

Jianyue sneered in her heart, Ye Xiyue, you see, I made these three old perverts suspicious of each other with a little trick.

Your immortal body is controlled everywhere, how can I have my demon fetus unbridled and free?

Tantai Mingyue suddenly said: "Xiyue, you have changed a lot recently. ”

Jianyue recovered coldly: "Maybe the injury has not healed." ”

Yutai Mingyue looked at her and didn't speak again.

The five peak masters had their own thoughts and hidden their own thoughts, but Chun Ningzhi, who was standing behind Zheng Shengmo, was happy in his heart.

Xiyue is so enthusiastic about my master, it must be because of me, right?

Could it be that Xiyue finally understood my intentions, but she was embarrassed to say that she wanted the master to agree to me and her?

The more Chun Ningzhi thought about it, the happier he became, and his eyes looked at Ye Xiyue gently.

Sister Xiyue, you are so stupid, why don't you tell me your mind directly?

"This person is so powerful, Senior Brother Lan, can you beat him?"

Offstage, a group of female disciples were cheering, Wu Yiren was not so nymphomaniac, there were masters in the West Palace, she had seen her since she was a child, and she was not used to seeing it, and she was asking Mo Xiaolan curiously at this time.

Mo Xiaolan said: "This Senior Brother Zhao's sword formation is good. ”

But it's much worse than Qiu Daoyou.

Mo Xiaolan remembered that she had seen the sword array used by Qiu Zhihe, even if it was the same "Hundred Sword Array", the power was not the same as Zhao Zhen.

I've seen the Manchu and Han full banquets, and now when I look at an ordinary braised pork knuckle, I naturally don't feel anything.

Wu Yiren glared at him: "What's good? If you meet him, you must win, or he will ignore you! ”

Mo Xiaolan was surprised: "Why? ”

"Because."

The Vui people's eyes widened, but they couldn't say any more.

You can't say because if you want to be a colt, you can't be too weak, right?

"Senior Sister Wu, it seems that it is your turn to play."

The tassel in front of him looked back and said.

"Huh?"

Wu Yiren was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted:

"Oh yes, it's my turn, it's all your fault for making everyone forget!"

As he spoke, he glared at Mo Xiaolan coquettishly, and then jumped into the room.

As soon as Wu Yiren appeared on the stage, the discussion caused was louder than that of Zhang Ling and Zhao Zhen.

"This is the Seventh Princess of the Western Dynasty?"

"The Western Dynasty has captured the third senior sister of Xiyue Peak, and she still dares to stay in Zhenyang Sect?"

"Si Minglan killed her eldest brother, speaking of which, the Zhenyang Sect is still at fault, why can't people stay here?"

"It is said that the Western Dynasty has collected a lot of ancient exercises, and if you can win the favor of this seventh princess and join the Western Dynasty to be a concubine, it is also a good choice."

This time, many male disciples cast strange glances at the Wuyi people.

The Western Dynasty and the Eastern Sect stood side by side, and there were countless ancient exercises and treasures in the palace.

If you can marry this Seventh Princess, you can choose a lot of cultivation resources, and you can directly avoid a hundred years of detours, is it better than boiling up an inner disciple in Zhenyang Sect to reach the top of the future?

Many people are already secretly fighting the idea of the Vui people.

Standing opposite the Wuyi people at this time was the disciple of Tianfeng, Zhuang Jin.

This person was also a well-known casual cultivator before entering the Zhenyang Sect, and he had already cultivated at the peak of the foundation.

He smiled at Wu Yiren and arched his hand: "I have seen Her Royal Highness the Princess, my name is Zhuang Jin, I have heard Her Royal Highness the princess for a long time, and her cultivation is profound, and when I see it today, it is far better than I imagined, I am willing to hand over the move for Her Royal Highness and help Her Highness sharpen the spear forward!" But please not forget me, Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

He did not call "Senior Sister" and called "Your Highness", and even did not shy away from saying that he was willing to let the Vui people win.

This is no longer a fighting method, it is directly a princess recruiting horses.

"This Zhuang Jin is too cunning! Actually one step ahead! ”

There are not a few male disciples with the same thoughts, and at this moment, seeing that Zhuang Jin is so blatantly currying favor with the Wuyi people, these people can't help but pause and shout that they are a step late.

"Okay!"

Wu Yiren drew his long sword and winked at Mo Xiaolan proudly.

See, there are so many men who like me, why don't you hurry?

Mo Xiaolan was smiling, calm as water.

Wu Yiren snorted, and with a wave of his hand, several sword rays slashed towards Zhuang Jin.

The two quickly fought together, but Zhuang Jin was obviously releasing water, and was defeated and retreated by the Wuyi people, and was finally slashed by a sword and fell into the long sword in his hand, and surrendered to the defeat:

"Her Royal Highness the princess has profound mana, Zhuang Jin admires it."

After speaking, he whispered to Wu Yiren: "Your Royal Highness Princess, I don't know a few things just now, is it convenient to confirm my experience with me tonight?" ”

Wu Yiren ignored him at all, turned around and walked back to Mo Xiaolan's side, and smiled:

"Senior Brother Lan, I don't know a few things just now, can you confirm my experience with me later?"

Zhuang Jin looked at this scene blankly, remembering that his performance was like a clown, and with a poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was quickly carried down by several disciples of Huashen Peak.

The other male disciples who had the intention of being a "colt" also stared at Mo Xiaolan in unison.

Damn, I was preempted by this kid!

Mo Xiaolan sighed in her heart, and said softly to Wu Yiren: "Okay, Senior Sister Wu, I also want to confirm with you." ”

When Wu Yiren heard him agree in front of so many people, he was both ashamed and happy in his heart, and he sneered:

"Who is going to seal you out? Lecher! ”

The smile on his face couldn't be suppressed.

The tassel quietly gave Mo Xiaolan a thumbs up.

Third sister, you are still powerful, both men and women eat!

In the fourth game, it was Qin Gengqian's turn to appear.

He strode into the room, a gentle smile on his face.

Xia Qinglian looked at him steadily, her heart beat faster, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

The husband's cultivation has improved again.

Soon, Xia Qinglian's smile disappeared.

Qin Gengqian's opponent was a female disciple.

A bewitching and touching female disciple.

(End of chapter)