"The most powerful."

This is Yang An roaring.

"The biggest reason."

This is Hong Yi silently reciting in his heart.

And the answer of the Thirteenth Prince was a punch, a punch that directly shattered Yang An's entire body.

"I'm the biggest!"

"Heaven and earth, I am the only one!"

The world is big, and I am the biggest.

Empty-eyed, extremely arrogant, it can be called lawless, but Hong Yi felt another artistic conception in this kind of words, which is by no means arrogant, but a kind of benevolence?!

Yes, benevolence, people-oriented, everyone is equal.

In a word, it contains the meaning of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, which makes Hong Yi quite shocked.

Yang An's body was directly shattered, but the next moment, the burst body slowly recovered, and a strange force made all Yang An's flesh and blood thoughts return to their original intact state.

"Let me ask you again, who is the biggest in the world?"

The Thirteen Princes raised their fists again, and the Immortal Divine Spear held by Yang An erupted with a burst of light, almost instantly enveloping his body, transforming into a black hard shell with horns on his head.

"Yang Luo, dressed in the Tianmang Horn Divine Armor and holding the Divine Spear in his hand, you know what this means, it means invincible." A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Yang Luo, and a hideous look appeared on the face of the champion Hou.

This shot, because of the Tianmang Horn Divine Armor, was much more violent than the blow just now

Then Hong Yi saw that the Thirteen Princes beat the champion Hou on the spot again, and beat the champion Hou back and forth, and then began to teach and educate people.

"Come and read with me, at the beginning of man, nature is good."

Yang Luo, or Mo Luo, has always been self-respecting since he was born, but it is different from Li Luo's self-esteem.

Moro is respectful of other people and hates things that don't.

Everyone is human, and they all get along well, why do they have to persecute each other like this, which makes people unhappy, it's really unpleasant.

For example, champion Hou Yang'an.

This man is domineering and lustful, has a strong desire for exclusivity, and has no respect for others.

So Li Luo wanted to beat the other party, and then he did it.

has been beaten again and again, Yang An does have a resilience, he does not repent, he constantly roars and attacks Mo Luo, and even has a posture of increasing sophistication.

But Hong Yi on the side saw it very clearly, that is, how far away the thirteen princes were.

"Alas, since you are so unrepentant, you can only experience it for yourself."

Seeing that the other party was unrepentant, Mo Luo sighed lightly.

With a light sigh, as if helpless, countless blood-colored qi surged, and under the condensation of his body again, Yang An roared angrily again and attacked Li Luo, but the original rough roar turned into a sharp female voice.

"Have you ever been entered?"

There was a bad chill, and the originally handsome and masculine champion Hou Yang'an turned into a heroic woman under the strange methods of the Thirteen Princes at this moment, with a vigorous figure and excellent appearance, and a battle armor covered the delicate and qualitative body, which had a strange charm.

"Do you think you can change me by means of this?" Yang An said disdainfully, and immediately changed back to his original man's body.

Whether it is his soul or body, he is a heroic man, and the change in his body is only a matter of an instant, and it is ridiculous that Yang Luo wants to use this method to subdue him.

With his mind turning, Yang An wanted to turn back into a man, but, but.

"It's useless, my change is to directly change your original life essence, so from today onwards, the champion Hou Yang An no longer exists, and only Princess Daqian or the White Lotus Sect Holy Maiden Yang Jing remains."

Horror, it's just horror.

The Great Qianhuang Dynasty has always respected men, or since ancient times, monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons, husbands and wives. The three outlines and five constants, human etiquette, and the loss of manhood means that everything in the past has come to naught.

Hong Yi felt a great terror coming towards him, and he was heartbroken.

"Yang Luo, if you want to kill, you will kill, why are you so humiliated with me." Even if he is as tenacious as Yang An, there is a kind of despair at this moment.

A woman's body not only means that her status is underground, but even the speed of women's cultivation is far inferior to that of men.

Throughout the ages, there have been truly strong men who are women.

Just now, Yang Jing has thoroughly examined herself, and she has completely turned into a woman from the inside out.

"Little brother watching from the sidelines, you have been watching for so long, and now that you know this big secret, do you think I will treat you?" As soon as the words turned, Mo Luo's eyes had already seen Hong Yi hidden behind the big tree.

Suddenly frightened, Hong Yi was about to run, but it was Yang Jing who shot faster than Li Luo.

With such a great shame, it was impossible for her to let the people who saw this scene live.

Boom, the ground shook, Yang Jing's whole person turned into a black line, caught up with Hong Yi in the air, and his spear skills exploded, stabbing out more than 300 shots in a row.

The shadow of the gun in the sky, forming a faint formation, the huge fist intent, completely enveloped Hong Yi, about to tear Hong Yi into countless pieces, completely bombarding Hong Yi.

Extremely desperate, at the moment of death, Hong Yi's thoughts spun wildly, although in another timeline, Hong Yi is a well-deserved Yi Zi, but the position of Yi Zi is not Hong Yi.

So at this moment, Hong Yi seems to have only a dead end.

"I didn't let you kill him, I'm the one who hates violence the most." Suddenly, Mo Luo's sleeve became several zhang, directly entangled Yang Jing's waist, and let the tip of Yang Jing's spear fall on Hong Yi's eyebrows in a few moments, and a drop of red blood from his eyebrows dripped down.

"Little brother, don't worry, I'm not trying to kill you, but I have a great good thing for you."

A great thing?

What's a great thing?!

Hong Yi's body stiffened, and before his thoughts turned back from the brink of death, he saw the Thirteen Princes fall in front of him, and the original champion Hou Yangjing was wrapped in red silk threads at the moment, struggling desperately.

A feeling like a spring breeze, no killing, no blood, just tolerance and generosity, gratitude for beauty, and love for life.

He had a happy and contented glow on his face, a faint smile, a faint smile. From the shallow to the good, the light to the good, from the tone of his voice, it can also be seen that he is full of love for life.

But such a beautiful person spoke like a devil at this moment.

"I'm going to marry Yang Jing, my unsuccessful sister to you!"

"What!?"

"What!?"

Surprised at the same time, Yang Jing and Hong Yi both had pupils that shook violently, but Mo Luo nodded happily.

"That's right, when I look at my little brother, you are a person with great luck and great perseverance, and only people like you can subdue my unsuccessful sister."

(End of chapter)