King Fudo Ming stunned the thief Li San with a slap, and Li San naturally lost the guard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But the slap of King Fudo Ming made the back of Li San's head bulge with a big meat bun, but it made many people think of many not good memories.

The rumbling meat bun, slapped hard in the back of the head, and the bad memories are all recalled.

Damn!

A competition is a competition!

There's nothing you do on the back of someone's head?

How unreasonable!

Many people were angry, angry eyes, unwanted emotions, permeating the neighborhood, the king of Fudong Ming faintly felt a malice, and the people around him, looking at him with eyes that were too unfriendly.

"I haven't done anything angry with people, and speaking of which, I'm a good person!"

"Or is it that this thief Li San has such a big popularity among everyone, I just slapped him in the face, which can be regarded as merciful, but it still attracts so many people who are dissatisfied"?

Seeing that so many people are dissatisfied, the king of Fudo Ming is stunned all night!

Don't dare to continue to stay in the ring, in case a ruthless character comes out, who can keep him from killing himself?

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!

Walk!

Flash!

I don't participate in this contest!

Anyway, looking at it like this, he can be regarded as famous.

"Everyone, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things in my family, and I won't participate in this competition, so I'll lose!"

The immovable Ming Dynasty arched his hand around, and he was very knowledgeable about the current affairs and was about to leave, and if he didn't leave, it would be dangerous.

"Hehe, if you want to go, how can it be so easy!"

"Eat me, you're leaving!"

One of them, who had participated in the hunt in Yanshan, stepped forward, and when he came out, he also touched the back of his head, where there was also a bulging meat bun.

jumped out, more than ten meters high, and then the person was in mid-air, that is, a palm towards the Fudo Ming Wangjun covered the night, the energy was overflowing, and a gust of wind rose on the flat ground, blowing the sand and stones around the Fudo Ming King.

In the other hand, he was holding a spear, and the gun was in his hand, but he did not move.

With just one palm, he threw the immovable Ming Wang Jun into the night, and with one palm, he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

That's cruel, isn't it?

Just started the competition, just two people, connected to the coma, if in the end, there will be casualties!

Many people are secretly afraid.

"This person is one of the three heroes of Weicheng, the Bafang Shadowless Gun, and the same name as the Xiaoxiang Night Rain Sword and the Thunder Explosion Courage of the Mother!"

"It is said that his cultivation has reached the realm of the eighth level of forging body, and it will not be long before he can step into the supreme realm of the ninth level of forging body. ”

"Yes, once you break through the ninefold realm of forging body, you will be able to enter the innate wonderful realm and multiply your strength. ”

"This is the Tianjiao of the human race, I heard that in the hunting of Yanshan, two demon beasts were once killed, and the power should not be underestimated. ”

The eight-sided shadowless gun Yu Lingxian has not yet shown his marksmanship, but with one palm, he defeated the immovable Ming Wang Jun at night, standing in the ring, majestic.

A long red cherry spear was held in his hand, the tip of the spear was cold and cold, pointing straight at the sky, and the red tassels fluttered in the wind, implying a terrifying killing intent.

Yu Lingxin used the pistol in his hand to survive the catastrophe of this Yanshan hunt, and his cultivation was even more staring, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked around, "Weicheng Yu Lingxin came to the stage to ask for advice!"

The eyes are sharp, looking in all directions, there are not many people at all, dare to look directly.

Soon, a few people came to the stage, none of them were the opponents of Yu Lingxi, many of them were slapped down by Yu Lingxi, and only one person let him use the gun.

It was that shot like a dragon, and it didn't make people see clearly what kind of marksmanship he was exerting, but he felt that a piece of gunfire was like lightning, and it was dazzling, so that people couldn't see it clearly.

When the guns were relented, the people on the stage had already been picked out of the ring by Yu Lingxi.

In a short period of time, the Bafang Shadowless Gun had already defeated nine people.

There is one person left, and you will defeat the tenth person, as long as you defeat ten different people, you will have the opportunity to participate in the following big competition.

"This person's marksmanship is good, Wencai, you go forward, have a good competition, and let everyone know your prestige. ”

Yang Chen, who was watching, his eyes lit up, and he admired the person's Bafang Shadowless Marksmanship in front of him, but it was not bad, it was a powerful marksmanship stunt.

A shot was fired, and there was no shadow in all directions, and when it was discovered, the tip of the gun had already sealed the throat.

Marven was a little lacking in confidence, "Master, his gun is too fast, I don't think I'm an opponent, if I step forward, will it be humiliation!"

"And he knows that I am your disciple, and I am afraid that he will not show mercy. ”

In Yang Chen's eyes, the golden crow flew up, the jade rabbit was galloping, with the starlight shining, looking through all the vanity, he had already looked at the Eight Directions Shadowless Spear Yu Lingxi.

Then he looked at his disciple Ma Wencai, "If you don't experience wind and rain, how can you see a rainbow, no one can succeed casually, do you want to be a flower in a greenhouse for a lifetime under the care of your master, or do you want to be a vigorous green pine that can proudly face wind, rain, thunder and lightning, you choose for yourself!"

"You must know that you are now a Forging Body Ninefold, and this Eight Directions Shadowless Spear is only the peak of the Sevenfold Forging Body, which is more than a realm lower than you. ”

After saying this, Yang Chen closed his eyes and was silent, the competition of the people here made him look boring, they were all too low-level, they were not at the same level as Yang Chen at all.

Yang Chen can already volley into the void, and the audience is angry, and these people can only jump and move on the ground.

Listening to Yang Chen's words, the blood in Ma Wencai's heart also boiled.

As the descendant of the richest man in Weicheng, the old man Ma, and as the eldest disciple of Yang Chen, the talented son of the Inviting Moon, he does not lack courage in his heart.

Moreover, the master said that he was more than a realm higher than this eight-sided shadowless spear Yu Lingxi.

In such a situation, if you don't dare to face it, what kind of way can you cultivate, just find a rope, hang yourself and die, why live in the world and be embarrassed.

The cultivation of the avenue, all the way hard, all the way to the hardships, requires indomitable courage, the blood that will not stop until the goal is reached, if the blood is cold, the courage is gone, it is better to be honest and be a rich man.

"Master, I'll go!"

Marven stood up, took a sword, and walked towards the ring.

Looking at the back of Ma Wencai's departure, Liang Shanbo was a little worried, "Master, senior brother, he has never fought with anyone, will it be dangerous to go up like this?"

Yang Chen smiled, looking at the vast sky, as if there was some inexplicable sense of vicissitudes.

"No one is born to fight, everyone has a first time!"

"How can you stop because of danger?" )