"Oh, yes, I'm sorry, I, I'm ......"!

Thirteen, who was eager to make trouble, covered his mouth in horror and quickly bowed and apologized.

But halfway through the bow, he suddenly jumped up with an "ah".

At this time, the sharp-eyed people found that Liu Ying had already jumped into the ring at some point, lying flat in front of Thirteen three points off the ground, bending one leg and tiptoe to the ground, and the other foot was holding Erlang's legs, holding his hands in his arms, just staring at Thirteen's eyes expressionlessly.

Thirteen bowed and came face to face with Liu Ying, even closer than when he waved the five strings in his hand just now, and even the smell of wine at the corner of the man's mouth could be understood.

Frightened, frightened, ashamed, and angry, the dizzy little girl didn't have time to think about it, so she instinctively closed her eyes and pulled up the guqin in her hand and smashed it down.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

The guqin smashed into the air in a row without accident, and the elegant and simple fairy qin was turned into a hoe, I don't know how Thirteen felt himself, anyway, the people watching next to him were heartbroken.

The little girl who was smashed suddenly felt hugged by someone, and the strong manly atmosphere made the thirteenth who had just opened her love soft, and she was anxious, aggrieved and afraid, and cried out with a "wow".

When he was in a panic, he heard the person holding him slowly speak: "Your Excellency bullying a little girl like this is really not a gentleman's doing, it is despicable. ”

The clear and slightly metallic voice suddenly made Thirteen cry, silently relaxed his body, gently inhaled his nose, and quietly snuggled in Brother Li Xiao's arms.

Liu Ying is not rare to pick up this kind of saltless and tasteless stubble, pouting: "Do you want to fight? ”

As soon as such strange words came out, how could such a young man bear it, and he immediately blushed and immediately bounced away.

Thirteen glared at Liu Ying with a pair of super health balls, pouting mouths, round baby fat, and anime-like oversized eyes, which were actually very cute.

Liu Ying suddenly became childlike, and suddenly slammed back as if he had been shot in the head, and then two or three puppet string movements of hip-hop dancers popped out in an instant.

Where have the people of Jia Lanxing seen it, they are both stunned and have an indescribable joy, and there is an urge to twist and dance with the sense of rhythm.

Liu Ying just converted the puppet into a cobra action, and suddenly reacted in a daze, the person in front of him was not Ka Mei, and this was not the habitual spoiling that he used to make Ka Mei unhappy every time he was a child. For a while, I suddenly felt interested.

Stopping his movements and raising his head, Liu Ying patted the non-existent dust on his clothes and looked at Li Xiao indifferently.

The onlookers also fell silent, and they all understood that the main drama was about to be staged.

Only Thirteen, who was close up, felt the strangeness in Liu Ying's eyes, although she didn't understand it at this time. But one day many years later, her memory jumped, and she suddenly understood that the strangeness was called remembrance and regret.

There are some regrets that are difficult to fill for a lifetime.

Li Xiao waved his hand away and took a deep breath, intending to suppress the anger in his heart, but the nameless anger was burning more and more.

Knowing that the village chief was going to change the representatives, he was still extremely confident, believing that it was just a farce of superficial and radical tactics.

But since seeing the lone wolf in front of him, a strong sense of vigilance has arisen. Sure enough, all the way until now, everyone's focus is on this inexplicable person, who has always been the pride of the sky, but the light is dim and is ignored intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Xiao himself is gifted, and he has been smooth sailing from birth to cultivation, and he has naturally become the chosen son of God. After coming to Jialanxing, he was also like the stars holding the moon, and quickly became a star among the scattered people with his talent and the relationship between his teacher.

Today, however, for the first time in his life, he tasted loss.

He is not prepared to let this loss become the norm, and his own things, no one, can take them away!

Liu Ying stomped his feet helplessly, coughed lightly, and tentatively reminded the young man in front of him who was actually a little distracted: "Then, I'll start?"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Ying turned into a cheetah that pounced on the food, and fiercely pounced on the door of the fierce roar, the five fingers of his left hand grasped the arc, and the right hand twisted and punched.

Li Xiao's eyes were slightly cold, and he could see it as early as when the thirteenth sister was teased in front of him, this lone wolf was a master who won with his body and speed.

Dealing with this kind of master, he is really quite confident.

In the face of Liu Ying's hurried punch, he did not dodge or dodge, seemingly stunned by the enemy's speed and had no time to react, but in fact, the hands on his back quietly pinched his fingers.

Just when Liu Ying's fist attacked less than two feet in front of Li Xiao, a red light flashed in the void, and a strange weapon suddenly flashed, the blade was like a sawtooth winch, the wheel was full of spikes, and the tip of the thorn was quietly suspended in the air with flames, and the hideous gap was less than a finger away from Liu Ying's fist!

Seeing Liu Ying slamming into the sawtooth divine soldier with his bare hands, everyone gasped, and their hands were inexplicably numb, as if the impending pain had spread to themselves.

The corners of Li Xiao's mouth twitched, thinking that this is no wonder for me.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Li Xiao is not a soft-hearted coward, he bows his back, kicks the soles of his feet with force, and his body is high-pitched while his body is protruding, and he pinches his fingers to urge the divine soldiers, intending to kill with one blow!

This battle has just begun, but it seems to have reached the end.

Thirteen closed his eyes excitedly and a little unbearably, only to hear the sound of "Qiang Lang Lang" metal chopping into his ears, which made his teeth sore, and mixed with a man's cry of "ah~", and then an uproar sounded around at the same time, and the sound gradually increased!

Thirteen, who realized that something was wrong, suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a scene that he will never forget:

Brother Lixiao's "Fire Dance" exploded its long and hideous tail, and the jagged canines in the fierce rotation spewed out devouring flames, and the trembling force could tear apart everything in front of him.

But this terrifying force was held in place by an ordinary fist, unable to move, and it was difficult to enter!

Everyone looked at the fist blankly, the fist was not big, and there was no earth-shattering change, it was indeed a human fist.

But it was this white-skinned and even somewhat crystalline fist that withstood the madness of the "Fire Dance", no, yes, inch, enter!

The physical attack of the "Fire Dance" has no effect, but what about the flames that spew out from the sky? This is the blazing flame that can refine steel and burn boulders!

These ghostly fires wrapped around the enemy's arms and crept up wildly, smashing into the enemy's heart, into the enemy's head, into the enemy's body, and then, and then properly extinguished.

Well, it's not appropriate to say extinguished, it's more like it's absorbed!

The flames that could melt metal into molten steel turned into a dense web crisscrossing the lone wolf's skin, and the flames fluttered a few times in the faint air, and then fell into a deep sleep, without even burning other people's clothes.

What the hell is this!

The unknown people applauded and applauded loudly. Thirteen, who understood the terrifying power of the "Fire Dance", was stunned and dazed.

Turning his head to look for it in a daze, what about Brother Li Xiao, what are you doing?

Li Xiao fell on his back five meters away, clutching his heart in pain, blood flowing from his mouth.

He was even more dazed than Thirteen, at a loss for the failure of his divine weapon, and even more at a loss for how he was injured?

I don't understand, I really don't understand!

Utter confusion turns into boundless shame, and extreme shame makes people desperate.

Li Xiao was furious, roared desperately, desperately used his forbidden hand, regardless of whether he fought back or not, I just want you to die!

When the "Fire Dance" appeared, Liu Ying's consciousness moved, but he had no time to think about it under the sudden situation of the battle.

Confused, he didn't know that he was being regarded as the "mountain" that was separated by him, and "Fire Dance" was still firmly carrying out the master's instructions.

However, although the divine weapon is beneficial, it also depends on whose hands it is controlled.

With the depth of Li Xiao's current skills, if you want to break through the King Kong that Liu Ying has become a big achiever, it is not a little bit worse.

As for the ghost fire?

I'm sorry, today, with the blessing of the self-created Fire Yuan Cycle, and after the thorough refining of the Fire Yuan Core of Fire Three, Liu Ying already belongs to the level of the Little Ancestor for playing with fire.

Ghost fire? It's really not enough to see.

The roar that was half-fell to the ground suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood, but the blood disappeared in the moment it was squirted.

The "Fire Dance", which was loyal to the front to resist the enemy, suddenly exploded at the same time in the metallic sound of "Qiang Langlang".

The dazzling light enveloped everything, and the onlookers were in an uproar, and their eyes suddenly turned white, and they couldn't see anything.

And Liu Ying, who was in it, clearly saw that this strange weapon was not "exploded" after a long time of attack, but actively disintegrated after receiving the blessing of some kind of power.

After the decomposition, the divine soldiers turned into four, first of all, two sawtooth steel wheels with more fierce light, and after spinning two and a half arcs, they suddenly accelerated and slashed left and right!

The second is the countless spikes in the sky, exploding into a mass of stars around him, 360 degrees without dead ends, screaming and stabbing at himself.

In the end, it is a "whip" hidden in the sea of fire, swimming somewhere behind him, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Liu Ying secretly praised in her heart, the person who designed this weapon is indeed a genius, and his belly is so dark that he is much better than Wei Zhihang's guy.

In an instant, the "Fire Dance" showed its final form, and it was indeed crazy and devastating.

Li Xiao forcibly unsealed the final form of "Fire Dance" under serious injuries, and a perverse turbidity rushed into his brain, and he suddenly fainted in annoyance and nausea.

Liu Ying had calculated at least four or five confrontation strategies in his mind in an instant, all of which could effectively solve the current situation, and at the last moment when the enemy troops from all four routes were close, he suddenly moved in his heart and remembered it.

"A pool of autumn water hangs on the bright moon, and a little cold star falls into a dream. ”

A little cold star suddenly bloomed in his hand, and a sword pill leisurely turned into frost.

The frost is invisible, the autumn water is shadowless, and the rain is splashing and shrouding the whole body of the willow shadow.

A sword nailed a fire thorn, ten swords slashed out the traces of a fire whip, a hundred swords and a thousand swords, and the soft water slashed a pair of fire wheels infinitely continuously, whether light or heavy, rapid or slow, left or right, the fire wheels struggled, screamed, and swayed...... In the end, he fell to the ground unwillingly and buried himself in the dust.

"Three thousand meditations are all illusions, leaving a refreshing Aolian Terrace alone. ”

The fire shadow in the sky dispersed, and the three thousand sword shadows returned to one, and Liu Ying stood proudly in place with a jade-clean, ice-clear, cold and cold long sword, and did not retreat from beginning to end.

"Since you have followed me, you will not be able to be clean in a short time, the day of standing on the lotus platform has not yet come, and there are still many things to meditate on, from today onwards, you will be called 'three thousand'!"