Dinghai looked at it from afar, with a look of approval on his face.

The spirit stone was saluted, and there was no shock in his eyes.

For the performance of the Zenless monk, the old monk Dinghai was not surprised, just so.

It is the spirit stone that is praised in his heart, and Dinghai thinks that it is Dinghai who personally adjusts it, and it may not be as good as the spirit stone.

This is a kind of ability, a person's martial arts and spiritual creation are towering, and he may not be a good master.

If it was Wu Zen two years ago, that punch would have been struck. But Wuzen is no longer the Wuzen of the past, and Wuzen has learned the way to be flexible. The change of Wuzen came from the spirit stone, and after the ring knife of the spirit stone pierced Wuzen's fist, causing it to break its muscles and bones and drench blood thousands of times, Wuzen had to change. Master Lingshi said, there is no King Kong is not bad, only flesh and blood, Lingshi used the ring knife to tell the truth of Wuzen. Master Lingshi is right, Wuzen understands, and after crying in pain to the bone marrow thousands of times, Wuzen finally understands-

If you are poor, you will think about change, change will be successful, and you will be general for a long time.

"Don't fight. Wuzen said, "You are not Wuzen's opponent. ”

Long Wuyang was still retching.

"No Zen, no Zen!" Victory can be celebrated in advance, but the cheers are also weak and there is little applause.

A game without suspense, in any case, is not good-looking.

Everyone admired and laughed, but it was Daoist Fang who was watching, and the next one was Fang Yin, to Yue Ling.

The two of them were in the distance, in the corner of the north stage, talking.

Yes, the two young Taoist priests, generally from Shangqing, although the Taoist priest Fang has the name of En'ah Gang, but at this time everyone knows about it. Shangqing is the biggest winner of this martial arts conference. You look at Elder Mu, you look at Granny Mu, you look at the Taoist priest of Shangqing Trunk Road, everyone's face is full of joy, and their smug expressions can no longer be hidden. Yue Ling, who is full of talent, and Fang Yin, the biggest dark horse, will join hands to climb Lingyun Terrace.

Who wins and who loses?

It doesn't matter.

The important thing is that this one is not over yet. The feeling of being ignored is not good, and the feeling of ignoring is even worse, no one cares about the feelings of the eldest prince of Long, which makes the eldest prince of the dragon unbearable at all: "Little bald donkey!" The eldest prince of the dragon burst out, jumped three feet, and swung his sword and slashed in the air: "Suffer death!" The little bald donkey is also very cunning, the eldest prince of the dragon is careless, this sword is very sharp with hatred, and it has changed again, the eldest prince of the dragon volleyed out thirty-seven swords in the air, and the sword shadow in the sky is majestic in all directions: "Ah-"

Decide.

Exclamation Fang up, has fallen.

This is endless, no Zen is no longer patient, only one arm is raised, and two fingers are pliers.

The floating sword head is restricted, and the sword shadow is invisible.

Slur over.

Then he pulled it with his strength and grabbed the sword.

As soon as he pulled it, it was a stumbling, and the eldest prince of Long had not woken up before he came back and forth, so a vicious dog grabbed and pounced out: "Ah――――――――――――"

Everyone shouted in unison, smiling.

There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and between the elbows and armpits, Long Wuyang fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, but Wuzen was stunned.

The sword was not taken, and the finger was cut.

Wuzen looked at a trace on his index finger in a daze, and watched the line of dark red slowly seep out: "Wow!"

Muzen is injured.

The crowd was stunned.

Before he could react, Long Wuyang took a sword and challenged Wu Chan Xiayin: "Ah-"

Exclamations rise and fall.

But it was Wuzen who hooked sideways, and pinched the head of the sword again with his leg socket gently and skillfully, and then he sat on the deer in the same way.

This scene is familiar.

Peony stood up unconsciously, looked at Wuzen with his palms together, and seemed to sit on one foot.

Sitting on the deer, thoughtful, calm and self-appreciative, there is a famous Bindu Luo Baluo Fallen Pavilion Venerable.

As it first seems.

The wind on his head rose, and two gusts of wind: "No Zen!"

The crane and the crane woman came out together, their faces were already pale, and everyone present was shocked and changed color: "Wow!"

But seeing the floating sword, bent and straight like a string moon, one end reaching the ground and the other end half-hanging, trembling and dangerous will be broken-

It was also silent, glorious, but it seemed to moan in pain.

Seeing that the floating sword that is all over the world is about to fold under Wuzen's body, it will be broken! It is sharp and sharp, and it also has a face, and Wuzen is equivalent to sitting on the face of the crane princess and the crane woman, and it is even more in the heart! The so-called magic weapon, but stubborn iron and steel, what is indestructible and nothing can be broken is just bullshit, oblique, horizontal, a hammer to it to turn down, and it will be broken and broken! This is also a loss of rigidity and softness, if it is too upright, it is already a collapse, and a butt is broken for him! At this time, the butt of the Zen monk is half of the buttocks, and it is already the most precious ass in the world. As long as half a point of strength is added, this divine weapon will turn into broken copper and iron, and the Arhat sits on a deer in the same style as Zen, and the ten thousand people are terrified! The crane and the crane woman descended from the sky, but they did not dare to add a finger: "No Zen! No Zen!" "Don't! Don't!" The eldest prince of the dragon was also frightened, maintaining a half-kneeling posture, not moving or daring to move: "Sword! sword!"

Zen Wu gets up.

Wuzen did not sit down.

No one knew that the Floating Divine Sword was preserved today, but it was thanks to an old man two years ago: Situ Wenwu.

The sword will break, it will hurt people, it will cut through the face of the dragon prince, or it will stab him blind.

Wuzen doesn't want that.

"Whew-" Until this time, the crane Gongfang exhaled a long breath, picked up the float, and stepped forward with an arrow: "Collapse!"

One belt, broken, was originally tied to one end of the wrist.

"Old Crane, give me the sword!" The eldest prince of the dragon became more and more annoyed, and rushed forward desperately at the moment: "Smack!"

"Go down!" was slapped heavily, but it was given by the jade beauty: "Get down!

"Okay! good!" Long Wuyang covered his face and glared at Wuzen with hatred, his eyes were full of viciousness and ferocity!

"Hahahaha!" jumped off the stage, laughed and walked away!

There's no way, that's the only way.

"No Zen, no Zen, no Zen, no Zen!" The victory must be celebrated in this way, and the cheers are sincere and the applause is overwhelming.

"Good boy, good boy!" Crane Po had palpitations, and the flesh on her face was still trembling: "What a Zen Wuzen!"

"Hey!" Crane Gong sighed, a little lost in his heart: "Dinghai-"

Before Dinghai stepped forward, he touched Wuzen's head: "Very good!"

"Ahem!"

Peony stepped forward, set aside Dinghai, smiled without saying a word, and the meaning was far-reaching.

"Kiss one! kiss one! kiss one!

"Poof!"

The red sun is on the head.

"Shangqing Yue Ling, yes, Shangqing Fang Yin. The Immortal Immortal announced loudly.

The immortal was full of joy, but he forgot the other identity of Daoist Fang, En'ah Gang Leader.

It doesn't matter.

The important thing is that this one has already begun.

"Senior Brother Yue. On the Lingyun platform, the two stood opposite each other: "Senior Brother Fang." ”

Who wins and who loses?

As a result, no one could have imagined, not a single person.

As a result, Senior Brother Fang won against Senior Brother Yue.

As a result, Daoist Fang was defeated by Yue Ling.

That's right.

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