Man Huang Feng Bao

"Oh, sorry, almost forgot!"

Ye Chuan patted his head and suddenly thought about it.

There is a rule in Yunwu Zong. The disciples can challenge each other every five days. No one can refuse the challenge of others, and the offenders are driven out of the mountain gate.

Winners can add points. The higher the score, the higher the score. If you lose, you will deduct points. If you lose too much, you won't even get a copper plate, let alone collect treasures and remedies. The stronger the strong, the weaker the weak, the rules seem to be somewhat ruthless, but in reality the meaning is extraordinary, inspiring generations of disciples to practice hard. In the past, Ye Chuan had very few retreats with people in Ziyunfeng, and he had disappeared for three months in the mountains. He forgot this rule.

"Last name Jin? Well, this brother, you are the grandson of the alchemy master of the alchemy? The rumor broke through to the seven-year-old martial artist at the age of eleven. At the age of fourteen, he broke through the heavens and the earth to practice the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect. Jinhua?" Look at the young man in the green robe.

Listening to Ye Chuan said, Jinhua, a young man in Qingpao, snorted with arrogance. "Exactly, I am Jinhua."

"Yes, it looks like a genius. However, my brothers specialize in playing genius. No matter who you are, you have to spank the Zongmen law. You will be honest with me later." Ye Chuan just praised people for being flustered. In a twinkling of an eye, in a sentence, I heard that the young man Jinhua’s face was red, and he was going to start, and he was furious and stepped forward.

Install, continue to install, continue to mad, see when you can go crazy! Zhu Sijia also stepped forward and murderous, and the followers of both of them also came up and surrounded Ye Chuan.

"Jinhua brother, let me come! Kid, choose me!"

"Missy, I am coming! Kid, choose me, let me teach you Missy!"

......

People are screaming and staring at Ye Chuan with sorrow. That way, it seems that Ye Chuan has done something unspeakable, and he has to tear him apart into pieces.

The people are more powerful, and the herd mentality makes the original obsessed little fat Zhao Dazhi rushed forward and waved his fist at Ye Chuan. Ass is still hurting now, I dare not really do it, and I can solve it with a few words.

The little fat man shouted loudly, and his voice was louder than anyone else.

According to the rules of Zongmen, every five days, one challenge, no one can avoid the war, but can only play one game. To challenge Ye Chuan, not only can you show your face in front of Missy Zhu Sijia and Yan Jinhua, but also show their strength and loyalty to them. You can also take the opportunity to collect points in Ye Chuan. How can such an opportunity be missed?

People are scrambling and their eyes are getting hot.

"Shut up, are you tired of itching?"

Ye Chuan sang coldly, covering people's voices, and his eyes swept coldly from people's faces. In an instant, everyone’s heart trembled with a feeling of horror.

Zhu Sijia, who is full of enthusiasm, once again has the feeling that Ye Chuan returned from the Valley of the Vulture and the two met at the foot of the mountain. Ye Chuan’s eyes made her soul tremble, and she had never felt such a pressure on several elders.

Fortunately, this feeling is only a short time, and soon disappeared. Ye Chuan evil smiles, looks awkward, seems to go into Baoshan, I don't know which gems to grab, and said: "You are all geniuses of our cloud sect, um, who should I choose?"

"Kid, you can really wear it! Choose me, if you win, I will move to Ziyunfeng to be your assistant!" Looking at Ye Chuan, who is still smirking, Zhu Sijia hates itching. The illusion, just now is definitely an illusion, a mortal warrior in a district, what is the ability?

"No, choose me!"

Jinhua once again stepped forward and said coldly: "Kid, I only use one hand. If you win, you will seriously call you a master. If you don't call your master, I will help you!"

"Yes, good idea!" Ye Chuan nodded, his tone turned. "But there are too many people who tickle their ass. I can't just teach you one less. So, in order to be fair, let's make a game. The broom falls on Who is behind the ground, who will play."

Ye Chuan lifted the broom on his shoulder, and Zhu Sijia and Jin Hua glanced at each other and led people to withdraw a few steps. This is also good, let Ye Chuan lose his heart and take it. The presence is not the weak, the worst is the six weapons, more powerful than Ye Chuan, who can kill him half.

Ye Chuan's wrists were hard, the broom was thrown high, and a slamming sound fell to the ground.

Zhao Dazhi, who is still whispering in his mouth, shines brightly, then, crying and sullen. The broom that fell on the ground just pointed at him, so many people did not choose, Ye Chuan just chose him.

The fat man Zhao Dazhi has a feeling of winning, but he can't be happy if he touches the scar on his buttocks. Ye Chuan's broom has left a shadow in his heart.

"Fat, you are so lucky, congratulations."

Ye Chuan picked up the broom on the ground, and the tip was intentionally or unintentionally toward the little fat man. "Come here, let the brothers beat me again, let you remember for a long time. Of course, if you are afraid, call the master. That's it, I will choose another one."

The little fat man Zhao Dazhi was overjoyed and was about to scream at the master, and the two cold eyes looked over.

Look at the face covered with frost, Zhu Sijia, the little fat man Zhao Dazhi heart stunned, under her temptation to dare to retreat, gritted his teeth and took the courage to go up, slammed out the long sword hanging over the waist, "small... , kid, look at the sword!"

The little fat man Zhao Dazhi looks a little bloated, but the speed is not slow, but unfortunately, it was flashed by Ye Chuan. The little fat man stabbed again with a sword, and Ye Chuan flashed again, and the two men competed in the crowd.

The little fat man Zhao Dazhi tried his best to solve all the problems. The long sword in his hand slammed the sword and the sword, but he could never cut the body of Ye Chuan, even his clothes corner could not touch.

This is the master who used to be too low-faced to see people in the past? His realm, really a warrior is not a heavy one?

People's eyes are gradually surprised.

Especially Zhu Sijia and Jin Hua, I don't know when I frown.

With the help of their monks, it is clear that the master of Ye Chuan’s flesh and bones are shiny and flickering. This is clearly the result of quenching into the tendons and breaking through to the four weapons.

For a monk, the four warriors are not worth mentioning, but when Ye Chuan came back from the funeral valley, there was only one weapon. When did he rise to the third level to break into the four? Could it be that he had an adventure outside the Valley of the Gods?

Zhu Sijia was puzzled and had a bad premonition. The little fat man Zhao Dazhi was so fiercely chased and beaten, it is easy to miss. Sure enough, after another attack failed, the fat man Zhao Dazhi gasped his hands and feet and slowly slowed down.

"Fat, look optimistic, my brother, this broom does not hit people, hitting people to play ass."

Ye Chuan smiled and secretly swayed the body halfway through the sky. After the fate of the fat man Zhao Dazhi, he finally returned, and swept it down.

His movements are not fast, and it seems that the slow ones are reminded in advance, but the fat man can't hide, the action of avoiding has already been done, but unfortunately slowed down half a beat. First, the long sword in his hand was swept away by Ye Chuan, followed by a sigh of ass, and the fat of the whole body was picked up and the legs were soft.

The seven warriors of the warriors were four heavy to the warriors, and the fat man Zhao Dazhi clearly had three small realms than Ye Chuan, but he lost a mess.

Compared with Ye Chuan, the realm of the fat man is a high level. However, the experience of fighting is a world of difference, and can not keep up with the rhythm of Ye Chuan. Even the power of light theory, in turn, is under Ye Chuan.

The swallowing of the scorpion in Ye Chuan has not yet been completely formed, but even if it is like this, there are two or three kilograms in the sweeping of the sweeper, and it is more than enough to crush the fat man of Zhao Dazhi!

"Hey, the strength is still not enough, no one sweeps to death. Forget it, fat man, my brother, I am in a good mood today, even if I play ass, it is not an example."

Ye Chuan evil spirits smiled, the broom in his hand fell again, screaming a few times, the little fat man Zhao Dazhi blossomed on his butt, squatting on the ground unable to struggle.

The broomstick in Ye Chuan’s hand seems to be unremarkable, but in fact it is a big killer that breaks the strength of the body. A broom sweeps down, hitting the buttocks in the heart, even the clouds and ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors of the ghosts of the drug kings have suffered a lot, the white fat fat and spoiled little fat man can resist?

"Ye Chuan, I won't count it like this!" Zhu Sijia screamed at Ye Chuan, hating his teeth and irritating. Under the anger, the double peaks on his chest were more drums, making people worry that her red robe would not Was exploded.

In the early morning, she was motivated to move the public. Zhu Sijia thought that he could humiliate Ye Chuan and teach him how to behave. Unexpectedly, I was won by Ye Chuan, and my face was lost by Zhao Dazhi, a useless fat man.

"Welcome, Jia Jia Shimei, brother, I am always welcome. Others come back in five days, you can do it for the younger sister, day and night."

Ye Chuan smiled and intentionally and unintentionally swept Zhu Sijia's towering twin peaks. It seemed to be very meaningful. He bounced his broom against his body.

"rogue!"

Zhu Sijia snorted and turned and left. In her eyes, Ye Chuan changed from an idiot brother to a rogue brother.

"Kid, don't be too happy, you will regret it."

Jinhua took a look at Ye Chuan and quickly caught up with Zhu Sijia. The group of people came and went quickly, and quickly went down the mountain. Only the little fat man Zhao Dazhi was lying on the ground, seeing Ye Chuan looked over, and quickly reached out and licked his ass, looking at Ye Chuan pitifully, like a helpless little girl who had just been stunned.

"White medicinal orally, red medicinal herbs are crushed and applied to the wound, let's go. Next time, remember to be young, don't follow others, and be careful not to protect your ass. Hey, you guys and sisters are so uneasy, my brothers also have Responsibility, I didn’t teach it before. If I go on like this, my brothers will have no face to see the master in the future, and the pressure will be great.” Ye Chuan sighed and looked like a sly, throwing a bottle of medicinal herbs in front of the fat man.

"Thank you, thank you Master!"

The little fat man struggled to get up and limped away with the medicinal herbs, lest he would slow down and Ye Chuan changed his mind.