"Hey, hey, what did you say was that Haotian, would it come!"

"Idiots will come to die. ”

"Well... I don't think so, if he doesn't come, what kind of face will he have to stay in this Xiaoyao Sect. ”

Haven't you heard that sentence, it's better to die than to be lazy. ”

....

On the stage, Ouyang Junde, a little impatient, roared, "Haotian, can you really bear to disappoint these little sisters?" Towards the red-clothed female disciples holding the horizontal bar, he rushed towards him. Those female disciples, caught off guard, were blown by a tornado, and the wind was messy.

One of the women had a better face, looked at Ouyang Junde on the stage and said, "If not, for your brother's sake, the old lady will definitely kill you." Ouyang said coldly: "If you have a kind of you, don't look at my brother's sake, kill me." Hahaha..."The woman said dumbly: "You~"

"It turns out that our Ouyang Shaoxia will only bully women to live, so let me be a little contemptive. At that moment, thousands of pairs of eyes converged on the corner of the street. A figure slowly revealed, jet-black hair soft on the forehead, hidden seductive eyes, a high nose bridge and thin lips. At the age of more than twelve, he already has the temperament of a beautiful man, and with that delicate face, who else will there be in Haotian. It's just that he is holding a red giant knife more than three meters long behind one hand, which is very picturesque. The sound of the knife "kissing" the ground... The audience fell silent for a moment

"Hey, isn't that kid. ”

"yes, how did he come here? ”

"You are stupid! Look at Ouyang Junde just now, that kid's expression is like he is going to eat him."

"Ahh ”

"Nonsense, you see he's already on stage. ”

...

"Wow, Haotian is so handsome! When did you enter the sect, I have never heard of it. ”

"yes, I haven't heard of it either, and I don't know if he has a Taoist companion. ”

"Come on, just your appearance, she will take a fancy to you, you think you are Liu Yimei"

"Oh, look at his open chest, white and firm, oops. I'm so shy..."

...

At this time, the platform of life and death was instantly wrapped in a layer of faint white light, enchantment, in order to let the people watching the fighting method not be injured, walked on the platform of life and death, duel. Rules mean that there are no rules, and there are no taboos. And in the end, there must be a person who dies, otherwise life and death will be on the table. The self-detonating giant spirit array hidden inside will automatically detonate, and the people inside must decide the winner within one day, that is, kill each other.

The two of them consciously signed the life and death order, and they were not allowed to retaliate against each other after death, and those who violated the order would be hunted down by all the sects until death. couldn't help but retreat a few hundred meters, Ouyang Junde looked at Haotian and said with a smile:

"I thought you wouldn't come. Haotian looked at Ouyang Junde, who was thousands of kilometers away, and said, "Why don't you come?"

Ouyang Junde chuckled and said, "I know that you will die, I think you are a fool, hahaha..."

"You think I'm going to die, that's just wishful thinking. Hahaha. The two of them laughed at each other.

"Noon has arrived, and the execution will be carried out. Ready, ready, up!" Well, you're dazzled. It should be this sentence

"The time has passed through this, and the wrongs have been retributed, when is it, just for the present dynasty, for the Ming Dynasty, alas, it can be shun [the meaning of the beginning]. The aura in Haotian instantly flowed into the whole body, as if there was inexhaustible strength. An extremely fast speed rushed towards Ouyang Junde, Haotian knew that his aura would not last long, and he could only fight quickly. The tip of the knife pulled out a long line on the field, and the sound was as terrifying as a curse.

Ouyang Junde saw Haotian, so fast, and said in his heart, labor and management can't lose; The reason why I say that I floated away is because the frequency of my feet is so fast that it seems to have disappeared.

The figures of the two of them rushed towards each other quickly, and the long phantom behind them was like two long snakes composed of Haotian and Ouyang, kissing and touching each other.

With a "boom", the surrounding dust and stones raged like a carnival. The disciples outside who were standing also seemed to notice the slight trembling on their feet. At this time, Haotian held the blood-colored knife in both hands and slashed at the dragon descending stick. Ouyang Junde's hands were a little numb from the shock. The speed of the hand changed rapidly, the stick was slightly wrapped along the circumference of the knife, and the body flashed a little to the right, dodging Haotian's big knife. Seeing Haotian's big knife pounce into the air, his body fell forward. Ouyang, who thought that Haotian had lost his center of gravity, threw a stick at Haotian's neck. I saw that the Fulong stick, which was as hard as a 10,000-year-old black iron just now, actually wrapped around Haotian's neck like a yellow rope.

Ouyang Junde, his heart was overjoyed when he thought of scolding his grandson yesterday but being killed by himself today, that kind of pleasure: "How about it, it's very cool to be entangled by my stick!" The voice came. Junde, at this time, the spiritual energy is fast and slow, and the stick is also tight and loose on the neck of "Haotian". Junde, who was playing, was interrupted by a crisp voice...

"You're still playing! You're fucking a labor doppelganger, it's meaningful, isn't it? Why don't you give you a few more to play with? Haotian sat in the air more than ten meters away, drinking wine on a huge handful, and looked at this second cargo road lightly:

Ouyang Junde, like the frightened look he woke up from a nightmare, returned to his vicious color in the blink of an eye. Raising his neck, he looked at Haotian with disgust and said angrily: "You have the ability not to run, otherwise..." How can you make such a mistake of looking for death, the worst thing in the face of your opponent is to be afraid of your opponent...

Haotian scolded rudely: "Labor and management don't run, stand and let you fight! You are sick!" Ouyang lowered his head and sweated, thinking in his heart, what should I do... The corners of his vicious mouth curled. After regaining his self-confidence, he looked at Haotian and said, "Today next year is your death day." ”

Haotian, the man dropped the wine bottle, and said with an evil smile: "This death game has just begun." Do you think that just a few understatement tricks can express my anger at you yesterday? It is an insult to my family, and then I will let you die a miserable death. ”