Looking at the two of them coldly, Ling Fei said in a deep voice: "It seems that you have to let Ben Shao do it? Then teach you two a lesson." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" After finishing speaking, Ling Fei's figure flashed, turning into two afterimages and spinning quickly in the small ring, forming a gust of wind and waves.

Smack!

Two crisp voices sounded, and I saw two more palm prints on the faces of the two people, and there were bursts of fiery pain. Ling Fei sneered, "It's not over yet!" turned into an afterimage and shot towards the two of them.

Approaching his body, Ling Fei's two tiger arms were filled with strong energy, and the vigorous golden light was wrapped inside, and then he saw two sandbag-sized iron fists smashing down the backs of the two of them.

Seeing this, the two of them were also furious, and the cyan light around them flooded, and they raised their hands to take Ling Fei's move. But in terms of strength, it was obviously weaker than Ling Fei, and the two of them were like being smashed by a hammer weighing thousands of pounds, and they fell on the stage immediately. Ling Fei grasped it extremely accurately, and did not cause any harm to the two of them.

Leaning over to look at the two, Ling Fei said, "Do you want to step down yourself or do you want Ben Shao to ask you to step down?"

The two of them slowly stood up, hugged their fists at Ling Fei and said, "We have offended a lot before, we will step down ourselves." ”

Ling Fei nodded slightly, and at this moment, a trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the two, the Yuan Force in their bodies rolled, and all the energy between their arms slapped towards Ling Fei.

The momentum is like a rainbow, and the yuan force is surging, if it is an ordinary person, it will definitely be knocked down from the stage, and even his life is in danger. But how could Ling Fei be an ordinary person, for these two people, Ling Fei was already angry, it seemed that they had let the two of them go many times for the sake of the same clan, but they didn't expect that the two of them had been angry with Ling Fei. Therefore, a dodge stood behind the two of them, Ling Fei flew a kick, and the two of them suddenly overlapped together, each spurting out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he flew down the stage.

Ling Fei glanced back at everyone, and saw that they had retreated one after another, as if they had seen a ghost, and his eyes showed a little shock, afraid that Ling Fei would make a move on him.

The corners of his mouth raised a shallow arc, Ling Fei wanted this effect, killing chickens and making an example of monkeys. Although Ling Fei's shot is not very heavy, it is already a big scene for the junior of the Ling clan.

Being in the Ling clan, every day is a carefree cultivation, with the protection of parents and the care of elders, where have I ever seen such a terrifying side. Ling Fei also knew this, so he didn't use all his strength.

The remaining juniors on the stage all had respect for Ling Fei and no longer dared to ask for trouble. Looking at the white figure, Ling Jiao suddenly felt as if he had changed into a different person, as if he had once again become the talented and intelligent young man he had been three years ago, and the corners of his mouth were always hooked into a smile.

It's just that the smile at the moment makes people feel a little frightened, looking at Ling Fei's back, Ling Jiao's body trembled slightly, he was so strange at this time. Perhaps even he didn't realize it, but a wave of remorse had quietly risen.

Just before, he was still a little bored with Ling Fei's talk, and in just a moment, he regretted it a little.

Looking at this trembling look, Ling Fei smiled and said, "Do any of you still want to make a move?" or ......" After a pause, he continued: "Or you go together, and Ben Shaodu will follow." ”

Everyone hurriedly shook their heads when they heard this, Ling Yufeng, who was watching the battle in the audience, was already angry in his heart, this Ling Fei was really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, every time he remembered that he had been deceived, he had an urge to go crazy.

Patriarch Ling Zhan, who was hidden in the shadows, also nodded with satisfaction, as early as a few days ago, the Elders' House had a meeting, mainly to talk about Ling Fei.

The four elders not only abolished Mo Zhentian in front of the strong man of the Yuan, but then fought the strong man of the Yuan to the death, and did not fall behind for a long time, but also had a lot of contacts with the owner of the Hongfu Restaurant, Fan Lao. Not only did he give him a set of mysterious tricks, but he also helped.

Listening to Ling Fei's achievements, all the elders showed satisfied looks, it was really commendable to have such courage at such a young age. But the face of the six elders sitting in the corner was a little displeased.

Three years ago, he did support Ling Fei, but when Ling Fei had an accident, he enlisted the elders he knew more well to support his grandson Ling Yufeng, and at this moment, hearing Ling Fei's various performances, of course he would not be happy.

Ling Fei stretched his waist and said, "You guys will divide the winners and losers first, Ben Shao will not participate." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at this time, if this evil star was unhappy, wouldn't it be cleared!

The juniors on the stage all chose their targets and started fighting. burst out of a gorgeous Yuan force. Colorful, intertwined, like a rainbow, extremely beautiful.

They all aimed at cultivating the weakest one, but they didn't choose Ling Jiao. Although Ling Jiao's cultivation is not very good, it is indeed not bad. But this is only one of the reasons why it is not true, and more importantly, who doesn't love beauty?

Walking to Ling Fei's side gently, Ling Jiao's red lips opened lightly, and said softly, "Cousin Ling Fei, can you cultivate again?"

Ling Fei smiled: "Yes, by chance, I can cultivate again." "Understated, just casually spoken, the tone did not hear a trace of waves, and it seemed very calm.

Ling Jiao said: "Cousin Ling Fei, it was wrong for me to stop Ling Xiang from looking for you before, I hope you don't take it to heart, okay?" There was a bit of trilling in the words, and Ling Jiao felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

Ling Fei said solemnly: "The previous unpleasantness has passed, so don't mention it." As for Ling Xiang, I also hope that Cousin Ling Jiao doesn't manage it too much, I will protect Ling Xiang well, just like ......" Taking a deep breath, Ling Fei said again: "Just like I said three years ago that I want to protect you, maybe you will feel that I am not qualified to say such things, but I believe that it will not be long before you will believe it." ”

The two of them just stood there quietly, looking at each other, Ling Fei as if he was looking at a stranger.

Ling Jiao's eyes were rosy, and she laughed at herself, "Are you still blaming me for leaving when you were in trouble three years ago?" ”

At this time, those who were weak in cultivation were all knocked out of the ring, and there were still ten juniors left.

Patriarch Ling Zhan appeared again and said solemnly: "The juniors who fell under the stage can go back, this coming-of-age ceremony is over, and the people on the stage will go down the stage to rest first." ”

Hearing what the patriarch said, a trace of loss appeared on the faces of the eliminated young men, and they walked towards the outside of the clan without a god.

Ling Zhan's face was expressionless, his hands behind his back, like a wooden man, standing quietly on the stage alone.

After about a moment of incense, Ling Zhan spoke again and said, "Everyone present is the winner of the three melees, but this does not mean that everything is over. Everyone took the stage and had a final scuffle, with the last ten people winning and the rest eliminated. ”

The people who were lucky enough to win before were secretly worried, all because of good luck to stand here, which of the remaining people did not have some strength, if they wanted to take a fluke again, they would not have such good luck again.

The breeze blew lightly, bringing a chill, and the small ring was extremely quiet, no one spoke, and it seemed that some people's hearts were beating.

It's a very tense moment, if you win, you have a chance to choose a weapon, and if you lose, you have nothing. It's hard not to be nervous, it's about the benefits and the honor.

Who doesn't want to be noticed by 10,000 people? Who doesn't want to be famous all over the world? Who doesn't want to call for wind and rain? Who doesn't want to be the proud son of that day?