Man Huang Feng Bao

"kill!"

On the stage of life and death, Xuan Dingmen master screamed and slammed, and raised his long gun to Aesop. A shot stabbed, such as the dragon into the sea, the surrounding air waves swayed, the shadow behind the brain is more clear.

"Come well, kill!"

Aesop also screamed and rushed up, slamming a sword on the rifle of Xuantingmen master.

Oh, the long sword in Aesop’s hand came out.

On the stage of life and death, the winners and losers were separated in an instant.

Just one face-to-face, both sides have no time to display the real lore, Aesop lost!

Xuan Dingmen master himself is a little unbelievable, and his face is awkward. Aesop, who has lost his sword, took the whole body and jumped back to life and death.

This crucial battle, is this the end?

Under the stage of life and death, the birds were silent, and everyone unexpectedly widened their eyes. After a long while, it was the cheers of the mountains and the sea. The Xuan Ding disciples were excited and cheered loudly. The face of Tuo Xiong’s bear finally looked much better, and the former depression and haze were swept away.

"Sorry, Master, I lost, the other party is too good."

Aesop came to Ye Chuan and faked his sins, trying to make a look of uneasiness, but his face was stiff and with a sneer of lingering.

The battle lost, the cloud sect fell from the top of the list, leaving only the last battle. If you want to climb again, it is impossible! Waiting for Ye Chuan, can only be an arm.

Aesop can't wait for a moment!

"Master, he is deliberate, killing him!"

Zhu Sijia Liu Mei was upright, and pressed a hilt over the waist, murderous.

She has been worried that Aesop is a swindler, but she did not expect anything to be afraid of anything. With Aesop's cultivation, there is no possibility that one face will be defeated. Obviously, this guy is deliberate. For the sake of private enmity, Lian Zongmen’s honor can’t be taken care of!

"Yes, kill him!"

"This traitor, hateful, grab him!"

The surrounding cloud sects and brothers brushed out the sword and came up, trapping Aesop. Aesop’s face was discolored. I didn’t expect that the old-fashioned master Ye Chuan suddenly had such a relationship and prestige, but he quickly calmed down, sneered, stood still and let people grab him, and there was no fear. Look like that.

"Aesop, you are doing this, is it really good?"

Ye Chuan shook his head and said: "I have opinions on me. I can come to me at any time. I have to seize the position of the disciple of Zongmen. I can openly compete. Why is this necessary? Jintang mainly kills me to help his son revenge. You What? Do you really think that the Golden Church Lord will come to save you?"

"Master, I don't understand what you are talking about. I just don't know how to lose." Aesop looked at Ye Chuan coldly and denied it. He never admitted his conspiracy to Jin Zhikun.

"Aesop's younger brother, you really believe that this last battle, the master lost, to lose an arm, to live back to the cloud sect, but also to be removed from the position of the master, can't cure you?"

Ye Chuan shook his head again, and looked at Aesop, who was still hard at his mouth. "Poor, poor, a genius has fallen like this. I still don't know how to wake up until now. Heaven is still forgiven, and it is impossible to live." Suo Shidi, do you really think that your conspiracy is not known to you? Jintang Lord teaches you how to do it by the hillside of the mountainside, you really did, hey, this IQ..."

Aesop, who has been sneer and sneer, has suddenly changed his face. "You..., how do you know?"

"God knows what you did."

Ye Chuan said faintly, no longer look at Aesop, the latter's face is indefinite, and it will take a while to calm down.

When Ye Chuanyi mentioned the foothills of the mountainside, he understood that the conspiracy of the owner Jin Zhikun had already been revealed. However, as long as the next last battle of the cloud was lost, Ye Chuan was completely defeated from the position of the Zongmen disciple. At that time, Jin Zhikun and the three elders will naturally find ways to excuse him.

Aesop forcibly calmed down, and although something unexpected happened, he was quickly seen by Ye Chuan, but the situation was still under the control of him and the owner Jin Zhikun!

In the distance, Jin Zhikun, the owner of the alchemy hall lurking in the rock pile, was gloomy, and his eyes blinked and he did not know what he was thinking. Look at the Aesop who was arrested, did not go forward to rescue, and did not leave, but stayed and watched. Many of the clouded disciples of the hustle and bustle also quickly settled down.

Everyone is waiting for the last battle, waiting for the water to come out!

"Ha ha ha, only the last battle, the surname Ye, I wish you good luck! What are you waiting for, let's get started!"

Takuya Xiong laughed and saw that Yunwu Zong had guilty. He was the most happy. His face sank, urging the arbitration on the stage of life and death, so as not to have a long night dream.

He has already secretly agreed with the elders of the Wuyimen. In the final battle, if Ye Chuan personally played, he would kill him at all costs. People are dead, and the gambling of Ye Chuan and Tuo Xiao Bird naturally does not exist!

The top of the 跋 跋 bear is rough and thoughtful, and he has a good calculation.

Soon, the last battle came one after another, and Yunwu Zong was on the door.

Yunwu Zong three wins and three defeats, fell from the top of the list, and Xuantingmen lined up together, Wuyimen rushed to the top. In this last battle, if Yunwu Zong wins, the bottom-ranking one is Xuan Dingmen; in turn, if Yunwu Zong loses, it will be ranked last.

Everyone is nervous, the cloud sects are more nervous, and the fat and other people's heart suddenly accelerates.

In the last battle, who is the cloud sect?

Zhu Sijia put on a heavy armor and prepared for the game. But when he was about to debut, he was stopped by Ye Chuan. He told the fat man to whisper a few words in his ear. The latter squatted and turned and flew away. At the same time, a figure flew out of the crowd of Wuyimen and jumped onto the stage of life and death. Tall and handsome, faceless, the power fluctuations in the body are not under the South Heaven, and staring at Ye Chuan coldly on the scene. It’s not someone else, it’s a great disciple of Wuyimen.

"Ye Chuan, come on, I only use one hand, and let you three strokes."

Lonely mountain cold face is expressionless, but a pair of eyes are as cold as a snake.

People are picking up under the stage of life and death.

A big tone, only one hand, but also three strokes, who has such timidity?

Although very unexpected, people quickly quieted down and looked forward to it. Although the lonely mountain is very mad, but people do have the ability, the military is seven heavy on the monk triple, Ye Chuan really played, dead!

Will Ye Chuan personally play?

Nantian can't play, Zhu Sijia is not an opponent, who can he send to fight?

People brushed and looked over, and the temper was not afraid of the two elders Nangong, and could not help but dignified.