Gao Yao snorted and said, "That's not necessarily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" struck out with a palm, seeing Wang Gongzi dodging to the right, he had already expected it, his right leg suddenly slashed down, Wang Gongzi's arms were staggered, and he was forced to kneel on the ground by a strong force.

Gao Yao sneered: "I'm afraid of your sneak attack!" The two of them fought more and more fiercely, and the expression on his face was hideous, as if he was sumo wrestling.

Suddenly, a person in the distance shouted: "What a bold man, dare to use force without authorization in the extreme mountain!" This voice shouted, and a stream of air rushed towards Gao and Wang, and the two of them only felt that their breath was stagnant, and they knew that it was the master of Fojue Temple who came, and they retreated.

The woman looked at the person who spoke and said with a smile, "It's Senior Brother Guangfa who is here." You two, we'll have a meeting later. As he spoke, he turned around and left, without any nostalgia.

Gao Yao and Wang Gongzi looked at her figure for a long time, came back to their senses, glared at each other, and went in opposite directions.

On the pumice rock, Su Wanling let out a sigh of relief, and said angrily: "It's all your fault, it's not good to pick a place, in case they find out about it..."

A cold wind blew, Lu Xiaoyuan saw that her sideburns were messy, and there were kiss marks on her face, knowing that she had done it under the fire of lust just now, although Su Wanling had the heart to cater to her, she still felt a sense of shame in her heart, feeling that she had defiled this pure and immaculate girl, and muttered: "Girl, right... I'm sorry I had bad thoughts about you. ”

Su Wanling was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "It's okay, I don't blame you." Thinking of the beautiful scene of snuggling and kissing each other with Lu Xiaoyuan just now, I didn't feel that my pretty face was flushed.

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On the morning of the second day of the martial arts conference, the 50 disciples who won yesterday faced off against each other to determine the 25 winners.

All the participating disciples randomly selected number plates and went to their respective venues to compete. Su Wanling and Lu Xiaoyuan walked around at will, and when they passed by the Xuanbing Venue, they found that there were a lot of onlookers, and they were curious, so they went over to see what was attractive about this competition.

Everyone surrounded the venue, Lu Xiaoyuan just wanted to give up, but Su Wanling pulled him and squeezed him in, in Su Wanling's heart, fun things are more important than anything else, so many people gathered, this competition must be very interesting, and it is not polite.

The bystanders were a little annoyed when they were squeezed away by Su Wanling, but when they looked back and saw that it was a girl with a beautiful face and a graceful figure, they couldn't help but be angry.

Su Wanling pulled Lu Xiaoyuan to squeeze to the front, and there were beautiful women in front of her, either graceful or playful, each with their own appearance, and they were expected to be disciples of Feng Yage.

There are two people in the stands, one is tall and mighty, blue and white robe, it is Lu Xiaoyuan's senior brother Shouxiong, he was the first one yesterday, and today is still the first one. The other person is a stunning beauty, with ice muscles and jade bones, noble temperament, a purple robe fluttering, as if wearing a large purple cloud, the whole person is like a fairy in the cold palace, not vulgar.

If you talk about her appearance, Su Wanling is not inferior to her, but Su Wanling is lively and active, and she is not as good as the fairy and cold woman in the purple shirt who can attract the hearts of men.

Lu Xiaoyuan looked back at the crowd, they were all young male disciples of various sects, nine out of ten were staring at the purple-shirted woman intently, and a few of them almost drooled.

I only heard one of them: "What is the origin of this fairy? It seems that the future of this son is well placed." He swallowed his saliva.

His companion said disdainfully: "Don't be a fool and talk about dreams, people are the top disciples of Feng Yage, and your Flying Eagle Wang family also has some power in Ganzhou, and she is not worthy of lifting shoes, and you still want to kiss Fang Ze?"

The man before said indignantly: "I can't do it, can you do it? You don't even have a castle as good as my royal family! Besides, the leader of Wei can promise my father, as long as this matter is completed, he will be sealed..."

Before he could finish speaking, his companion shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about!" The man knew that he had lost his words, and shut his mouth stupidly. The eyes of everyone in the audience were fixed on Na Lauder, and they did not pay attention to the words of the two.

Lu Xiaoyuan recalled that yesterday's competition between Senior Brother and Dazhi was never as grand as today, and many of these people naturally came for the purple-shirted beauties. Listening to the chat of the spectators, I realized that this woman was the third disciple of Chun Yuxin, the master of Feng Yage, named Na Randai.

Her martial arts cultivation is the highest among the second generation of disciples of Feng Yage, and she is also the best among the young female disciples of the five sects. These women in the audience are her junior sisters and are cheering for her.

Su Wanling turned her face to look at Lu Xiaoyuan, only to see that Lu Xiaoyuan was also staring at Na Randai on the stage with a blank expression, and her saliva was about to flow out, and she couldn't help but sneer.

Lu Xiaoyuan heard her laughter, was a little embarrassed, and said: "Everyone has a love for beauty. ”

On the stage, Shouxiong saluted Nalander and said, "Nalan girl, a disciple of the Lower Shenglang Sect, the Taoist Shouxiong, it is an honor to be able to learn from the girl today." ”

Nalandet glanced at Shouxiong, but as if there was no such person in front of him, the sleeves of the purple robe shook, and a jade flute appeared between the oblique jade fingers, although the jade flute was made of flawless white jade, it seemed that it was not as white as her fingers.

When the young male disciples in the audience saw Na Randai holding the flute in their hands, they added a bit of elegance to the cold beauty, and they were even more emotional, and they applauded one after another, and the voices in the audience were thunderous for a while.

This host is Nangong Xiuqi, one of the five holy envoys of the Seven Killing Sect, and also Nangong Siwen's brother, he is as tall as Nangong Siwen, but his black beard is fluttering, which is more elegant than Nangong Siwen. Seeing that the two of them finished saluting, they announced loudly: "The competition begins!"

Shouxiong shouted "Offended!" and stepped forward, and the "Wave Palm" struck out.

Seeing the wave-like energy surging, Nalander's figure retreated sharply, avoiding the wave palm behind the slender waist swinging slightly, moving to the right side of Shouxiong, Yuxiao stabbed obliquely.

Shouxiong raised his palm and slapped it on Yu Xiao, and Yu Xiao released thousands of wisps of ice blue true qi, lingering on Shouxiong's arm. When he made the "Demon Breaking Fist" again, he felt that his arm was not working, and he hurriedly shook away the ice blue true qi.

At this time, Nalan Dai Yuxiao spoke, playing a few lingering and sympathetic music, and a few light blue glowing fireflies lingered around her body. When everyone in the audience heard the music, their hearts fluttered, and they were not willing to give up.

Shouxiong pulled out the Sky Splitting Blade, "Biluo Huangquan Slash!" The long knife slashed at Na Randai from top to bottom, and the sound was terrifying. The pale blue light around Nalander's body turned faster, and Yu Xiao, who was less than a foot long, blocked the powerful blow of the Sky Splitting Blade.

Her "Linglun Feng Ya Law" is the blessing of the Feng Ya Ge martial arts, playing the five tones of the palace Shang horn and the feather, each with different effects, and the lingering music of the right talent can increase the defense.

Blowing a few more ups and downs, the lingering light blue light turned green, Nalander used his body to attack Shouxiong, only to see the clothes fluttering, like a fairy Lingyun walking, with a beautiful posture.

Shouxiong saw that she was fast, and knew that his speed could not match it, so he froze and danced the Sky Splitting Blade to attack her. The two weapons intersected, and the clanging sound of collision was connected, crisp and pleasant.

Shouxiong only felt that Na Lauder's true qi was too weird, every time the Sky Splitting Blade and Yu Xiao intersected, the ice blue true qi emitted was like cotton wool and wrapped around the knife, and the knife was not very smooth. He could only urge his qi to shake it away, but in this way, he consumed more true qi than Na Lauder.

He saw that Na Randai was lifting weights lightly and looking leisurely, thinking that it would be disadvantageous for him to delay for a long time, so he immediately put away his sword, put his fists together, and used the strongest martial art "Five Dragons Breaking Demon Seal". With the long roar of the air dragon, the Great Seal of the Quartet rushed towards Nalander.

When Nalandet saw the momentum of this technique, she wanted to dodge. Listening to Shouxiong's shout, the five dragons soared up, intercepting Na Rander from different directions, Na Lauder flicked the sleeves of his robe, and the green light lingering around his body condensed into a large ball of light, blocking in front of him.

Shouxiong pushed the Great Seal of the Quartet to feel resisted, and he was lucky. The five dragons returned to the back of the Demon Breaker Seal and worked with Shouxiong to exert their strength. Under the huge thrust, the green ball of light was gradually pushed back.

But I saw Na Randai Sakura's lips sticking to Yu Xiao and playing again. This time, the music was sad and tactful, as if sighing, and like crying, Shouxiong listened to it, and felt uncomfortable for a while, unable to exert ten percent of his strength, and the offensive of the five dragons to break the demon seal gradually weakened.

The woman on the audience said: "Senior sister has played the "Night Rain Xiaoxiang Song", let's not cultivate enough, it's better not to listen to it." As he spoke, he grinned, pressed his index fingers on his ears, and most of the female disciples also covered their ears.

The onlookers were very curious to see them like this, but they wanted to hear how the music played by this peerless beauty was moving, and they did not cover their ears, but listened attentively.

A wisp of music entered his ears, and Lu Xiaoyuan only felt that his heart was fluttering, and he was sad for no reason.

Shenglang School of Cultivation pays attention to the pure void and namelessness, he is close to the holy position of cultivation, quickly came back to his senses, busy with the Taixuan Hao Qi to resist the sound of the flute, the music into the ears again, only feel like in the rainy weather, the rain hits the plantain, the wind passes through the ancient temple, although there is a sense of desolation, but it is difficult to give birth to induction in the heart.

Suddenly, I heard a slight sobbing sound, and turned my head to see that Su Wanling's situation was very bad, firstly, her practice qigong method was not Buddhism or Taoism, and secondly, she usually practiced quietly, and her true qi cultivation was shallow, and she was invaded by the sound of Xiao, and she couldn't extricate herself, as if she was in a sea of suffering, and the crystal tears were like broken thread pearls, dripping down the jade cheeks.

Lu Xiaoyuan said in his heart: "Her song is a little more sad, won't it make people have no love in life and commit suicide immediately?" hurriedly held Su Wanling's hand and continuously passed Taixuanhao's qi into her body.

Looking at the people behind him, they all withstood the invasion of the music, even if a few people couldn't resist it, the help of their companions around them could support it. These people are all outstanding disciples of various sects, and their cultivation is naturally not to be underestimated.

Nangong Xiuqi saw that the night rain Xiaoxiang Qu seemed to have the effect of controlling the mind and breathtaking, frowned slightly, and said in his heart: "Feng Ya Ge is a righteous sect, how can he practice such exercises that emphasize evil sects?"