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Listening to Qian Feilong’s guess, Li Boyou’s face could not help but cold down.
He has competed with Wan Yanling for so many years. Although the strength of the two is not much different, they have always been in a state of being tied, but because of Yan Pengling’s own Penglai Hall, his reputation is always louder than him.
For this, he can not be said to be extremely convinced.
To this end, he always wanted to defeat Yan Ling, in order to prove that he is the strongest, but also can sigh for the Red Moon.
However, whenever he has improved his strength and challenged Yan Ling, he will find that Yan Ling has also made progress.
From the beginning to the end, neither of them could tell the winner, but the reputation of Wan Yanling still firmly pressed him.
As the gate was completely opened, the appearance of the cultivator of the team also appeared in the sight of the red makeup and other people.
This look, Ren Ziheng's eyes can not help but flash a glimmer of light, "I am the perfect brother."
The faces of Emperor Beibei and others also showed a bright light. Wan Yanling was the strongest of their Penglai Hall.
Since they joined the Penglai Hall, they are no stranger to the name Wan Yanling.
As the strongest practitioner of the Penglai Hall, it is naturally the limelight, but he spends most of his time on a week of retreat, so the Baili red makeup group has not seen his true face, so there is no intersection.
Wan Yanling apparently did not think that before they had two teams first arrived here, Jun face quietly emerged a strange light, but it was fleeting, so fast that it was hard to detect.
"I didn't expect it to be so lively." Wan Yanling slowly screamed, and a smile appeared on her lips.
"The reputation of your first master of the Penglai Hall is not true. Your younger brothers and sisters can be faster than you!" Li Boyou snorted.
Hearing the words, Wan Yanling did not care. "Jiangshan has talented people. Our outstanding disciples in Penglai Hall can be described as a batch of one after another. They can surpass me and I will be happier."
In contrast, you have always wanted you to pick the girders, and the gap between them can be imagined. ”
Li Boyou wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to satirize Yan Ling. He did not expect that he would be defeated by Yan Ling, and he couldn’t think of a refuted discourse. He suddenly became a bit ugly.
"When Yan Ling, you said that these are not there. Recently, the limelight in the Penglai Hall was completely robbed by these newcomers. It is useless to dress up."
Wan Yanling chuckled, "Li Boyou, I am not as small as your stomach, Penglai Hall has new excellent practitioners, I am very happy, and there will be no pressure to suppress.
If they can really surpass me and become the first master of the Penglai Hall, I am also convinced, but you, have always been the best young strong, how I heard that your brother was killed a few days ago. ?
Even your own brothers are not well protected. Does this seem to have a little bit of a match with the name you emphasize? ”
With the voice of Wan Yanling falling, Li Boyou’s eyes were filled with haze, even when the voice was lowered: “When Yan Ling, I heard that my brother died in the hands of your Penglaidian disciple.”
"Oh? I don't know this." Finished Yan Ling looked indifferent. "But this kind of thing is to look at the strength of the practitioners themselves. The skills are not as good as people. It is normal to be killed."