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"Hoo Hoo..."

But this just hit, already let a lot of eyes dull, many people shudder.

In particular, on the high stage, many of the leaders of the major forces and the powerful people on all sides looked at this scene and were shocked.

Under the attack of shaowang in the south gate, he was shocked back by LV Jingqiong, which made people's heart beat faster!

At the same time, on one side of the battle platform, Wan Lin looks at his opponent, Tiandu gate, Yueyou. The ink hair flows down on his waist like a cloud. His waist is as soft as willow, and his legs are tender as fat. It gives people a feeling of enchantment to bone marrow.

"Miss Yueyou, we meet again!"

Looking at such a disaster level woman in front of her, she is so evil, she is incomparable. She is noble and holy like smoke and fire between people. It is totally opposite to the beauty. Wanlin can't help her heart beat faster.

From the eyes of Yueyou, Wanlin can clearly feel that Yueyou has been paying attention to him, and can't help but feel happy.

"Yes, see you again!"

Yueyou is smiling, but with the fall of her voice, her breath suddenly bursts out. Instead of staring at the seven small buildings, which are the strongest in Zhenlei Valley, you are heading for Wanlin.

"Miss Yueyou, be merciful."

Yueyou that smile, Wan Lin heart are crisp.

This month you are clearly interested in him. Otherwise, how could you be so concerned.

However, looking at the attack of Yueyou, Wanlin did not dare to be careless. The seven levels of cultivation of marquis Wu had no reservation, so they met and collided with them.

"Well, I'll be merciful."

Yueyou is still smiling, that smile, can topple the city, but the attack is not polite at all, the nine heavy breath of Wuhou territory has no reservation.

"Bang..."

Wanlin was so miserable that he was shocked to fly as soon as he fought.

But Wan Lin's injury was not serious, just vomited some blood.

How can the seven levels of cultivation in the Marquis of Wanlin be the opponent of the nine levels of Yueyou at the moment, and the pernicious difficulty of binding hands and feet.

"Miss Yueyou is a gifted young lady. It is hard for her to compete with her younger generation."

Wan Lin stands up, but in his heart is more happy, as expected, Yueyou is concerned about him, did not use the real strength, not to kill.

This is absolute leniency, in front of the moon you, this is not care about him, what else can there be?

"You're strong, too."

Yueyou smiles at Wanlin again, her lips are slightly open, her eyes are flowing, and she is naturally charming.

Wanlin heart is about to melt, and his eyes are obsessed.

"Bang bang!"

Yueyou attacks and attacks again. The attack is continuous.

Can Ling's Wanlin, again knocked down several times, fell into a pig's head.

Every time I get up, Wan Lin's black and blue face, but also forced to smile, let people look at fear is heartache.

Qi Xiaolou is surrounded by Tianjiao of another Tiandu gate. From the very beginning, he uses poison to entangle him.

That day, Tianjiao, the poison gate, also knew that Qi Xiaolou was strong and dignified, and his hand was highly toxic.

But Qi Xiaolou doesn't seem to worry too much. I look at the end of Wanlin, smacking his tongue and turning his eyes.

Qi Xiaolou heart dark sigh, this beautiful woman is also a compared with a cruel.

But Qi Xiaolou had doubts in his heart. How could master know that the people of Tiandu gate and Liuyun gate would make trouble for the leader of Zhenlei valley.

Does Master have the ability to foretell, or does he have secret feelings?

"Bang bang!"

Wanlin was so miserable that she was beaten like a pig's head by Yueyou, and the whole face began to turn black and purple. No matter who saw it, he would feel heartache.

This is not a duel, this is clearly domestic violence in general, this is ravaged.

"Brother Qi, I can't do it anymore."

Without insisting on a few rounds, Wan Lin couldn't help but ask for help. He felt that his whole body was falling apart, his whole body was itching and his eyes were swollen.

Qi Ling and others were suppressed by several Tianjiao poison skills of Tiandu gate, and they were also tied up, and were suppressed in the downwind all the time.

"Brother Wanlin, wait a moment."

Qi Xiaolou opened his mouth and felt that the situation was not good for Zhenlei valley. If he could not enter the first three, the master would break all his three legs.

"Boom

Lei Guangda Sheng, Qi Xiaolou no longer has many hands, the whole body is filled with lightning, it seems that he is not afraid of the opponent's poison.

Open and close, seven small building in the most simple and direct way, will fly the former, spit blood.

"Bang bang bang!"

Another fierce disciple, Lian Qitian, has never stopped.

On the high platform, the eyes of all the strong people have been paying attention to the three platforms, showing their appreciation for each major Tianjiao.

Being able to enter the top six has also proved that the strength of this generation of young people is really good. It will not be inferior to them or even surpass them.

As a master, an old man with a eyebrow was looking at his disciple Wan Lin nervously. He was beaten so badly that he felt a faint pain in his heart.One eyebrow old man can't help but wonder whether his disciples have offended Yueyou.

But that month you put clearly also did not have the dead hand, this lets one eyebrow old man even more strange.

Suddenly, poison emperor Anmo li of Tiandu gate looked at the old man with a eyebrow. There was light in his eyes. He looked at the old man and asked, "elder Yimei, whose disciple is Wanlin?"

"Wanlin is my disciple. Although his talent and understanding are not as good as those of Qi Xiaolou, they are better than qixiaolou. Of course, they are weaker than qixiaolou."

The old man with a eyebrow held back the heartache in his heart and looked at an Mo Li and asked Wan Lin. he estimated that although Wan Lin was not as good as Qi Xiaolou, it was also good. The poison emperor of Tiandu gate would not be his disciple.

If Wan Lin can have a relationship with Tiandu gate, it will be of great benefit to him as a master and to the whole Zhenlei valley.

"Wan Lin is your disciple..."

Smell speech, an Mo Li has not opened a mouth, on the side of the Liuyun gate lineup position of the heartless fairy Xu Mengdie look dark change, a face of consternation staring at an eyebrow old man.

One eyebrow old man doubts that this is not a secret. Many people should know that Wan Lin is his disciple.

"Master Xu, Wan Lin is my disciple."

An eyebrow old man nodded to Xu Mengdie. Did the loveless fairy also fall in love with his disciple and failed to marry Wan Lin for Yun Mei.

An Mo Li whitened the heartless fairy one eye, but did not pay much attention to Xu Mengdie, and continued to ask the old man with a eyebrow: "whose disciple is that seven small building?"

"Qi Xiaolou is the only disciple of the valley master. He was brought under the valley master since childhood."

An eyebrow old man to poison Huang an Mo Li way.

Although Zhenlei Valley did not rise for a long time, almost all the people in Zhenlei Valley knew that Qi Xiaolou had followed the valley master since he was a child. Although he was the master's disciple in name, his feelings were more like father and son.

And Qi Xiaolou's talent, that can be said to be a abnormal monster, afraid that anyone should envy and envy.

And listen to an eyebrow old man's words, an Mo Li and Xu Meng die are secretly color change.

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