"You are so despicable, you are ...... You, you still came out of Qingfeng Country with Xiao Lin, don't you know how important this competition is to Xiao Lin!" The words of the stout young man were full of anger.

If the gaze can kill people at this time, then the angry eyes of the stout young man at this time are enough to wipe out this woman named Luo Shan'er a thousand times.

The smile on Luo Shan'er's face was still bright, but the gaze she looked at Xu Lin was full of strangeness.

It's a crazy anomaly, a madness that I can't get, I'd rather destroy him, it's a jealous and twisted madness!

"Zhen Zimu, take your stinky hands away for me, otherwise I don't care about chopping off your stinky hands. The young man in the beautiful costume who stopped the beautiful woman said with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

The stout young man's eyes were a little red at this time, and he was just about to fight with this man in fancy clothes regardless of a single thing, when he felt Xu Lin's palm slap on his shoulder.

"Brother Zhen, don't be like them, they are deliberately provoking you. The cold voice gently entered Zhen Zimu's ears.

It was Xu Lin who was talking, looking at the calm Xu Lin, Zhen Zimu sighed.

The young man in Huafu is the best among the 100,000 yuan infant disciples of Chengtian Dao, although he ranks low among the core disciples, it is definitely not something that he Zhen Zimu can deal with.

If there is a conflict, it must be him Zhen Zimu who suffers.

But now he would rather fight with a man in fancy clothes than his brother's wishes, so despicable and strangled.

Generally speaking, according to the chances of the sect, a cultivator like Xu Lin is not bad. Disciples with good talents will not be arranged with the top disciples of the sect.

Because of the top disciples of the sect. There is no need to take the initial test at all. They only had to wait until the top two hundred ordinary disciples had been selected before joining the competition. Conduct the ranking of the top 300 sects.

The top 100 are the core disciples, and although the next 200 are difficult to become core disciples, they will also receive generous rewards.

For example, the Heaven and Earth Creation Pill is one of the top three hundred rewards.

And the duel of ordinary disciples is to adopt the wheel method, a thousand rings, each ring has a thousand people, and finally this ring. Only one person can make the cut.

Even if they are promoted, they will have to go through more than five rounds of decisive battles before they can advance to the last 200 people.

If Xu Lin's opponent in the first game is this Yang Yunxiong, it basically means that he has no hope of entering the top 200.

It can even be said that his competition ranking can only reach this position.

This is also why Zhen Zimu is so angry, because Yang Yunxiong's approach is to cut off Xu Lin's way forward.

After all, Yang Yunxiong was ranked in the eighty among the hundred top disciples. Coupled with the top-level magic weapon on his body, Xu Lin had no chance of winning at all.

"Boy, count you as an acquaintance, otherwise your hand would have been gone for a long time!" Yang Yunxiong said this, and his provocative gaze fell on Xu Lin's body again.

"The surname is Xu. I heard that this contest is important for you, haha, then I'm sorry. Wait a minute, I'm going to kill you in three moves. ”

"All your thoughts can only be ideas!"

Xu Lin looked at Yang Yunxiong coldly. He didn't speak, but he knew him well. But he knew that he was furious to the extreme.

And in addition to anger, his eyes generally show a kind of resoluteness, a kind of unswerving resoluteness. Seeing the resoluteness that she admired back then, Luo Shan'er's heart couldn't help but move.

Over the years, the reason why I can't forget this person is not because of this kind of resoluteness? But what is the use of his resoluteness? In Chengtian Dao, everything is based on strength, and without strength, what kind of bullshit are you!

Although among the disciples of the outer gate, Xu Lin is very good, but Yang Yunxiong's father is the master of the outer gate, and the Taoist of the hall is still in the hall.

Although the Yang family is not the top sect of the Chengtian Dao, the ancestor of the Yang family is also a Dao Venerable.

There is only one Xu Lin, who is not lightly injured and his mother is dependent on him, what do he compare with Yang Yunxiong, so he is still a little disdainful of himself.

Hmph, my aunt and grandmother took a blind look at him, not to mention that he was lukewarm to himself, even if he was enthusiastic about himself, he should find Brother Xiong.

"Brother Xiong has always been merciful, if you can't stand being beaten on the stage, kneel down and kowtow to Brother Xiong three times, maybe Brother Xiong will spare you. As Luo Shan'er spoke, she rubbed her body on Yang Yunxiong's thick arm and said, "Brother Xiong, is what people said right?"

Yang Yunxiong was very satisfied with this kind of service, he hugged the woman's delicate body vigorously and said, "You are right, that is right." ”

Xu Lin snorted, and was just about to speak, when he heard someone in the void: "Yang Yunxiong, Xu Lin, Platform One Hundred and Eight." ”

This sentence implies a kind of majesty that only Taoists have.

Yang Yunxiong laughed, kissed Luo Shan'er on the cheek with a big mouth, and said proudly: "Little baby, wait for a while, when I clean up this kid, let's talk again." ”

As he spoke, his sleeves waved, and a five-colored auspicious cloud suddenly rose from under his feet, and the Yang Yunxiong above the colorful clouds was like a god, majestic.

Luo Shan'er looked at Yang Yunxiong who was soaring into the air, and a trace of intoxication rose in her eyes. Although she still can't forget the figure in front of her in her heart, Yang Yunxiong is too important to her.

After all, Yang Yunxiong decides her future fate.

Xu Lin smiled at Zhen Zimu, also took off into the air, and flew to the ring, Zhen Zimu looked at Xu Lin who flew into the air, and said loudly: "Xiaolin, don't be too reluctant to do things, I think my aunt wants you to be safe and sound." ”

Xu Lin didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of determination.

Although Yang Yunxiong's colorful auspicious clouds are very dazzling, in this thousand competitions, it is a small wave in the sea. Not to mention a few Dao Venerables who are high up, even if they are ordinary Daoists, there are few who care.

What I was concerned about was a few Daoists who were in charge of monitoring this scene, and one of them said, "Shouldn't Yang Yunxiong participate in the competition here?"

"If someone wants to participate, let him participate. The son of the Yang Hall Master likes to mess around. Another Taoist said with a deep meaning in his words.

He said so. The others then knew. In their cultivation journey, they have not encountered this kind of thing without a few encounters. Therefore, for this kind of thing, all turn a blind eye.

If you have no power, who will fight for you?

Yang Yunxiong looked at the young man standing opposite him, like a cat looking at a mouse, and said: "Boy, I've been looking at you for a long time, this time, if I don't beat you up within three moves, I'll follow your surname!"

Between words. He slapped his small Qiankun bag, and a blue light, implying an incomparably sharp Dao pattern, slashed towards Xu Lin.

Although this Yang Yunxiong gives people a feeling of disgust, his mana, in the surrounding domain, is definitely not inferior to the Heavenly Slaughter Emperor and other powers.

It can even be said that his comprehension of the Dao pattern is still above the Heavenly Slayer Emperor. It's just that he has less, and he is the demeanor of the Heavenly Slaughter Emperor and others.

Grandmaster style!

The style of a grandmaster is not something that can be cultivated after cultivating enough, he needs many years of experience. Countless battles are required, and ...... are needed

But it is necessary to put Yang Yunxiong and the Emperor of the Heavenly Slaughter, and even Mr. Zhiyi and others together to fight. Emperor Tiantu and others will definitely not be able to take advantage.

The blue light turned into a giant axe in the void. Instantly blocked all the surrounding space, such a might. It gives the feeling that there is no way to hide.

"Qingyang Axe, I didn't expect Senior Brother Yang to make a move in the first game, that kid is going to be unlucky, it's not good to offend anyone, he dares to offend Senior Brother Yang. A middle-aged infant monk looked at the Hengtian giant axe and said with emotion in his mouth.

The companion beside him also nodded and said, "Some time ago, I saw Senior Brother Yang and someone doing it, it was a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and he was defeated by Senior Brother Yang with an axe. ”

"This Qingyang axe seems to be a Dao treasure, right?"

"Although it is only a half-step Dao Treasure, in the hands of Senior Brother Yang, it is no worse than a Dao Treasure, this is the strength of our top disciples in the inner sect. ”

Xu Lin didn't care about the discussion outside, and at this time, he felt that his body was difficult to move.

After all, there is a big gap between his cultivation and that Yang Yunxiong, and in terms of comprehension of Dao patterns, he is even worse than Yang Yunxiong.

After a moment of hesitation, he suddenly slapped his small Qiankun bag, and a black flying sword flew out of his small Qiankun bag.

Compared with Yang Yunxiong's cyan Qingyang axe, this black flying sword is really not a level, and it is not as bad as Yang Yunxiong's axe, and the sky trembles.

"With this inkwood sword that the Yuanying monks are equipped with, I guess that kid can't catch an axe from Senior Brother Yang Yunxiong. ”

As soon as this conclusion came out, it was immediately approved by many monks, and Na Luo Shan'er had already begun to shout at this time: "Senior Brother Yang, come on!"

But at this moment, Xu Lin slammed a blow to the top of his head, and a cold brilliance flew out of his head in an instant, submerging into the ink wood sword above his head.

The Momu Sword, which had been suppressed in momentum, was even more radiant than Yang Yunxiong's Qingyang Axe at this moment.

The rolling sword light broke through the package of the light of the Qingyang Axe, and it shone in all directions in an instant.

In an instant, the sword light of the Momu Sword and the axe of the Qingyang Axe collided heavily in the void.

At the moment of collision, the Qingyang Axe was just about to burst out with a golden flame of light, and was directly surrounded by a layer of ink-black ice.

The Qingyang Axe, surrounded by this cold ice, fell directly to the ground.

It fell to the ground like scrap metal.

No one expected such an unexpected ending, and the ink wood sword, at this moment, did not stop, and still slashed towards Yang Yunxiong.

The sudden change not only stunned the people watching the excitement below, but even Yang Yunxiong was also shocked there.

Yang Yunxiong didn't expect that he was going to lose!

Defeated in the hands of a garbage who has never looked at himself, defeated in the hands of a nobody!

How is this possible?How could his own Qingyang axe fall so lightly!(To be continued......

PS: The first more is delivered on time, at the end of the month, the brother who has a monthly pass, don't let him slip away silently!