Suave and breezy.

Dong was not angry in the face of the run in front of the public.

He knew that this guy didn't have any bad intentions.

In a word, too proud.

"What's the matter, Dongyun, don't dare to take it?" When Dongyun was gentle and elegant, Xinming was pressing step by step, and there was a momentum that he was going to open now.

"I can't beat you".

Dongyun said with a smile, but at first glance, the discerning person saw that kind of words, which were inconsistent. In a word, this is to provoke the pride of Xinming.

I feel depressed and have nowhere to vent.

In these three days, Xin Ming, who wanted to shake the Spirit Hidden Peak, waited for three days. I have never seen Dongyun's promise to return to the peak that day, and I have competed in the field. So hold your breath in my heart.

The harder it is to get, the more you have to get it.

The harder it is to get on, the more exciting it is.

With such a smile at this cloud, the slightly upturned corners of the mouth, and the unpleasant eyes emanating from the deep pupils.

Xinming wants to challenge Shinonome even more.

To break the myth among ordinary disciples, this immortal god.

"Xinming, I think forget it! Dongyun was able to fight the hegemon a few months ago, let alone you. ”

"That is, you are more or less the first of our ordinary people now, are you not satisfied?"

"Xinming, I support you and defeat the god-like Dongun"

Around Xinming -

Several ordinary disciples of Lingyin Peak all looked excited, and you said, I said, instigating, and agitating this goods. In their hearts, Dongyun is a god-like being, composing the myth of the most mortal immortals.

In the face of a sentence of agitation.

Xinming was really angry.

His face turned red, and he stared at Dongyun: "Dongyun, I want to challenge you, in front of this whole sect."

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and Dongyun knew that the time had come for this guy to be unlucky, and the time had come to knock and knock.

But—

His face was very calm, and he said: "Xinming little overlord! Look, if I lose, if I lose my reputation, if I win, it's not good for you, don't fight, don't fight, and resolutely ignore it."

The anger is intense, and the demons are even more demons.

In the face of Dongyun's concession and concession, this product is becoming more and more unbearable.

"Smack-"

Xinming threw away the wine in his hand, jumped up, looked at Dongyun and said as if begging him: "Dongyun, come and fight with me! You are the myth in my heart." Don't worry, if you lose, I still respect your deputy hall master, if you win, I won't lose, come on!"

That's the focus.

At this time—

This reception banquet has become the focus of the actual battle between Xinming and Dongyun.

What Dongyun wants is this effect, so that this product can be remembered for a long time.

"If you don't come, you won't come, whether you win or lose, I'm a victim, and I will never come." Dongyun waved his hand, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, which was a smug look. However, the appearance is strict and serious, and he is meticulous.

Unexpectedly.

Many people suddenly wonder how this god-like Eucharist has become so submissive. Don't dare to fight against this little overlord who is advancing by leaps and bounds. This is surprising, it stands to reason that he should not be afraid, a few months ago, he could sweep through the chaoyang, and fight against the middle disciples, at this time he will only be stronger.

Provoked.

The heart is clear, and Shengsheng let Dongyun's non-coming Yan zhòng hit the heart that wanted to break the god.

Later, when he came to the three hall masters who were joking, he bowed his hand and said: "Three hall masters, I ask for my life to compete with the deputy hall master of the hidden hall."

Not convinced, this is not convinced by the momentum of Dongyun.

The three hall masters had already smiled in their hearts, looking at Xinming like looking at fools.

But—

But he never expressed Xiàn, only the eccentric, a little second Hidden Hall Master, Yu Feng said lightly: "You are not convinced by the Deputy Hall Master of the Hidden Palace!

"But what?" Xinming asked eagerly, as if seeing a beam of dawn in the east.

"However, what's the point of just fighting, you have to be a little bit of a lottery, for example, gambling on face, gambling on personality, as for Lingshi money or something, I think it's too vulgar."

Strict, not smiling.

The hall master of the Hidden Palace, Yu Feng's words made everyone present dumbfounded, this is to gamble on people and face.

"Uh-" Xinming was stunned, and asked weakly after half a sound: "Lord Yu, can you gamble with people with this face?"

Laughs –

Laughing wildly –

In Dongyun's heart, he was already smiling so much that he didn't know how to know the north, south, and west.

This Xinming played big this time, which made the senior brother miserable, and when he thought about it, he shouted in surprise: "I don't bet, I don't bet, I definitely don't bet."

"Bet, I bet, Lord Yu, Lord Lan, Lord Wei, you can all testify, I bet, I bet, I bet on people and face." Seeing that Dongyun didn't gamble, Xinming, who was stunned, hurriedly added, just kidding, this opportunity to step on the Holy Communion has finally arrived, and it must not be lost.

By the side of the Lord of the Three Halls.

Huang Qishan wordlessly put down the wine bosom again.

His face was pale, and it was conceivable that his disciple knew what he had seen, the loss of people, and the loss of face.

But in my heart, I still feel worth it for Dongyun to hit Xinming like this. After all, such a blow is within the peak, and at most it will produce a sense of failure, and if it is in the outside world, it is possible to lose the Dao heart and lose one's life.

"Bet Bet Bet"

All the ordinary disciples and middle disciples all coaxed, coaxing Dongyun to step forward and make a personal gamble with this newly advanced little overlord.

"That's not good! If I win, Xinming will lose face." Dongyun looked very embarrassed, looking at all the people who were coaxing, with a serious face. It was as if he was thinking about Xinming.

As soon as the words arrived, they reverberated back.

In the face of Dongyun's drastic words, Xinming jumped up decisively and shouted: "I don't want face, as long as you dare to fight against me, don't worry, if you lose, I don't want your face, and I won't accept you."

Confident, very confident.

Looking at the roommate in front of him, Xin Ming was so confident and excited. Dongyun knew that he was too conceited, and he was also coaxed by strength, not surprisingly, his combat power was greater than that of the rising sun, and he was squeezed along the way, comparable to the superior disciples of Lingyin Peak.

At the same time -

Dongyun was even more curious about Huangqi Mountain.

How he taught his mind to make such rapid progress.

Think about it.

The loser learns to bark as a dog, and must be a follower for a thousand years, and is not allowed to resist, not to speak much, and not to disobey any words of the winner."

"Uh-that's it!" Xinming was stunned, and suddenly felt that there was suddenly an extra shackle on his stirring heart.

"You don't want anyone anymore, you still care about a thousand years? You have no face, and you still care about learning to bark dogs? So, you have to gamble, these conditions are not a matter for me." Dongyun said sharply, he felt that if Xinming was kept like this, he would become atmospheric in the future, this kid was clever, but he was a little proud.

Half ringing.

Xin Ming didn't say anything.

It can be seen how much of a struggle he has in his heart.

But—

In the direct gaze of thousands of eyes, he finally gritted his teeth: "Bet on it, I bet on it, I bet on people and face."

That's it.

Xinming suddenly felt that it was not as if he was persecuting the god Dongyun, as if the other party had been persecuting him. In an instant, there was a feeling of getting on a thief ship, and my heart was cold.

The bet has been made and is bound to be made.

Witnessed by thousands of people, an alternative bet took effect.

"Okay, my three halls and one instructor are here, so I will give you a testimony, and the competition will be up to the end, and I will let the other party

Until you take it, of course, you can beat it up." Yu Feng with a faint smile, inside the Great Xuan Peak.

Everyone understood.

There are no rules in this game, as long as you beat the opponent sideways, until you serve, but you must not hurt anyone's life.

This kind of game without rules is much more chilling than the rules game.

Moment.

Everyone took the initiative to make way in front of this hidden hall, so that the two of them had enough room to fight.

Stand with your hands and face with a smile.

And Xinming, but he looked nervous and on guard.

In his heart, Shinonome is an unshakable mountain. Like a god. Not only is this the case, but other ordinary disciples are all thinking like this.

However, as a proud person, especially a monk with a strong and low son, I want to challenge the trampling of such a godly feeling.

"Please—"

Dongyun took one hand behind his back and made a request with the other.

Although you are currently the head of a country, you have the momentum of looking down on the world. In Lingyin Peak, this place is like home. There is a saying, as the saying goes, follow the local customs. Here, he positioned himself as a disciple of Lingyin Peak, although he had become the ninety-fourth generation sect master, he was still a disciple.

Etiquette comes first, let the weak help the small.

Therefore, Dongyun let Xinming, who was much weaker than him, strike first, which also made him lose solidly, and he didn't have more than half a sentence.

"Shinonome, before the war, there are some things I want to say". Seeing that Dongyun was so calm, a trace of uneasiness rose in Xin Ming's heart, but it did not affect his desire to fight and his unconvinced look.

Nodding.

Motioning for Xinming to speak.

Xinming also nodded, and then looked a little emotional: "One year is too short for my Xinming." Before that, I spent three springs and autumns in Lingyin Peak. But he didn't want to force his own thoughts for half a step. But after seeing your daily scars and bloodshots, I have benefited a lot, and it can be said that I know that I have achieved such an achievement, all thanks to your Dongyun, thank you in advance."

After finishing his words, he bent down and thanked him solemnly.

"It's good to know how to be grateful." Dongyun recognizes this kid very much, after all, people who know how to be grateful are no matter how bad they are, they are also likable. Moreover, this kid takes care of himself, so his impression of Dongyun is aggravated.

In the recognition of Shinonome.

Xinming's words changed: "However, you are like a mountain, pressing on my heart, inspiring me all the time to move forward." So, I did it, in the past few months, Master Qishan has taught me a lot of truths, I understand, I understand, I have caught up with you. So far, my only goal is to defeat you, first of all, it's not disrespecting you, this is my goal, you have to understand, I know your righteousness."

"Don't talk nonsense, do it quickly, are you here to see your chatter?" In Xinming's verbosity, Wei Pan's face was stern, and he shouted loudly. For him, Xinming doesn't have to fight at all, this is a sure defeat.

But.

The heart in the field is bright, but the fighting spirit is high.

Xinming made Wei Pan's words a little embarrassed, and then he was no longer verbose, so he opened his hand, there was no wave in his hand, and with a shock in his hand, a wave of air came out under his feet.

"Fighting cattle across the mountains"

As soon as he saw the shot, Dongyun knew that this was Huang Qishan's proud boxing skills. In this regard, I don't dare to be careless, and I have a horizontal hand in my hand, and I don't have half a point of spiritual power.

Rush to the galaxy and sprinkle the south of the Yangtze River.

As Xinming's fist intent melted, the palpitating fist power struck Dongyun.