God of War dad's glorious life

Chapter 425
Hei Lao looked at the two teams fighting together below, a flash of approval flashed in his eyes, and his expression seemed quite satisfied.

In the arena, the two sides fought together for a while.

The disciples of Qingyunmen didn't change their faces, their clothes were already soaked with sweat, but they didn't stop attacking, they still moved forward bravely.

quickly!

"what!"

A Qingyunmen disciple was punched flying by a member of the Temple of Strength, and fell to the ground like a broken kite, and then the Qingyunmen disciple slammed into the ring hard, his nose was blue and his eyes were swollen, and his blood was stained. Red ring.

The member of the Temple of Strength clasped his fists at the disciple of the Qingyun Sect with blue eyes and blue eyes, and said softly, "Hong Wu of the Temple of Strength, I've accepted."

"Xiao Yu, retreat!"

Thirteen Niang narrowed her beautiful eyes, then shouted at the injured disciple.

The disciple called Xiao Yu, although unwilling, still retreated slowly, but his eyes were still fixed on the team members of the Temple of Strength, obviously still thinking about fighting again.

"Xiao Yu, go back and heal your wounds, leave it to us!" Thirteen Niang shouted again.

"Elder Sister, Xiao Yu has shamed you."

Hearing Thirteen Niang's words, Xiao Yu sighed helplessly and jumped off the ring.

Thirteen Niang lowered her head, her eyes flickered, then looked at both sides on the stage again, and said in a deep voice: "Continue!"
As Thirteen Niang's order sounded, the disciples of both sides fought together again.

After half an hour.

"boom!"
After a face-to-face encounter, the disciple of the Qingyun Sect was once again knocked away by a disciple of the Temple of Strength, with blood spurting from his mouth, and fell to the ground, unconscious.

The disciple of the Temple of Strength looked at the disciple of Qingyunmen who passed out on the ground, and scratched his head apologetically: "Hong San of the Temple of Strength, I'm sorry, I didn't control the strength."

"Xiaogu, Xiaojing, send Xiaotan down."

Thirteen Niang looked at the unconscious member, then shouted at the only two remaining members behind her.

"Sister, we can still fight!" The two disciples, Xiaogu and Xiaojing, shouted hastily.

"You two go back first!"
Thirteen Niang's tone was unquestionable, she raised her eyes, looked at the people in the Temple of Strength, a fierce light flashed in her eyes, and said coldly: "The people in the Temple of Strength are all the elite among the elite, your strength, Not their opponents!"
Xiaogu and Xiaojing were taken aback when they heard the words, then lowered their heads in frustration, and silently carried the unconscious player off the ring.

Thirteen Niang turned her head and looked at the seriously injured, bruised nose and swollen eyes, or comatose team members below the stage, a softness flickered in her beautiful eyes involuntarily.

"You are already great, big sister is proud of you, from now on, you just watch!"
After finishing speaking, she turned her eyes to the people in the Temple of Strength, snorted coldly, and said: "Today I will use my blood to tell you that Qingyun is unyielding!"
Her sonorous and powerful voice reverberated throughout the square for a long time, reaching the ears of every Qing Yunmen disciple, causing them to arouse a strong fighting spirit deep in their hearts.

The gazes of Qingyunmen disciples became fanatical again.

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

After all, Thirteen Niang stepped forward again, with spiritual power surging in her body, holding a long whip, like a beautiful dragon, waving towards everyone in the Temple of Strength.

"Boom!"
The whip made a howling sound of piercing through the air, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, like a bolt of lightning, and quickly attacked everyone in the Temple of Strength.

A member of the Temple of Power resolutely greeted him.

He clenched his fist tightly, all the strength of his body gathered on his right arm, and then slammed his fist at the whip, making a muffled 'buzz~'.

"clang!"
The member of the Temple of Power was rebounded by the long whip, and his body retreated several steps before he barely stopped, and his fist was even more painful.

"This woman is so powerful!"
The member of the Temple of Strength narrowed his eyes slightly, and a look of horror flashed across his eyes.

"Second, come back! I'll come."

A burly young man came out slowly behind everyone in the Temple of Strength and said.

"Boss, are you going to do it yourself?" Hong Er turned around and saw the burly young man, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he stepped aside, staring at Thirteen Niang.

"She's worth my shot."

Hong Yang walked slowly to the front of the disciples of the Temple of Strength, looked at the Thirteen Niangs in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Hong Yang of the Temple of Strength!"

Thirteen Niang looked at the strong young man and frowned slightly. She felt an incomparable aura from him, as well as a sense of power that made the scalp tingle.

"Thirteen Niangs of Qingyunmen! Fight!"

Thirteen Niang's pretty face was slightly solemn, and then she flicked the long whip in her hand, and rushed forward, holding the long whip in her hand, and slammed it down.

"Huh!"
The shadows of the whips overlapped and pulled towards Hong Yang in an instant, making the sound of breaking wind, as terrifying as thunder.

Facing this extremely fierce attack, Hong Yang revealed a faint smile, he swung his fist violently, and greeted the long whip.

The fist and the long whip collided with each other, and there was a 'jingling' sound immediately.

"Bang bang bang!"
Hong Yang's fist collided with the whip continuously, and every time there was a collision, it exploded in the air with a terrifying force.

After one round, everyone in Lishen Temple showed surprise. They never thought that this woman named Thirteen Niang could fight Hong Yang inseparably.

You must know that Hong Yang is the number one master among the younger generation of the Temple of Strength, and his strength is very strong. Even the other vice-masters of the Temple of Strength may not be able to suppress him in a short time!
And this thirteenth lady, with her own strength, can match up with Hong Yang, which is enough to show that this thirteenth lady is extraordinary.

Thirteen Niang swung her long whip and fought Hong Yang resolutely, and then took a few steps back quickly with the help of the counter-shock.

She took a deep breath, and the aura on her body climbed up again. The long whip in her hand was like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, and she quickly pulled towards Hong Yang with an extremely fast speed.

"it is good!"
Excitement flashed in Hong Yang's eyes, he flipped his palm, and a huge mace appeared in his hand, and he went up to the long whip.

A violent roar suddenly erupted, and then the long whip was repelled by the huge mace in Hong Yang's hand.

However, Thirteen Niang did not flinch, instead she rolled and retracted the long whip in her hand, her figure was like a swimming snake, drawing a strange trajectory in the air, and instantly wrapped around Hong Yang's wrist.

Immediately, the figure flew in the air, stepping towards Hong Yang's chest. "drink!"
"Boom!" Hong raised his arms across his chest, blocking Thirteen Niang's foot.

The bodies of the two retreated a few steps at the same time, and then Thirteen Niang stepped forward again, and the whip in her hand swept towards Hong Yang again.

Hong Yang raised the mace and smashed it down!

"boom!"
There was a loud bang, and Thirteen Niang's figure shot out again, she landed on the ground and took a few steps back to stabilize her figure, but she rushed up again as soon as she stomped on her feet.

The two figures staggered quickly on the ring, constantly switching positions, and every time they switched, there would be a loud collision sound.

(End of this chapter)