Disaster practice view

Is this competition just a formality? It was over in one day. After thinking about it in my mind, I came to the conclusion that this is a formality.

Not formal at all, okay?

Sweeping Ren Lei Ting, who couldn't even stand on his feet, stopped him from the ground, lifted it up on his shoulders, walked to the edge of the ring, and threw it down. Well, he fell out of the ring, and the match was over.

Just about to go down.But it was discovered that Ren Leiting had appeared on the ring again. "The speed is really fast." Before falling to the ground, he successfully broke free from his restraints and returned to the ring.

Calamity turned around, "Then let uncle spread the fire for you to calm down."For such a bastard who doesn't want to talk about it, he should be beaten severely.It will take a long time.He doesn't care.

Xi slightly raised his hand and clenched it into a fist. In front of him, between his fingers, there were several steel needles.Isn't Lei very powerful, then I will vent all your thunder.

A few steel needles were thrown out, and before Ren Leiting noticed, they had already penetrated into his body.

A huge electric current gushed out from several steel needles, rushing towards him, it looked like Ren Leiting had launched an extremely violent attack.

Even though it is daytime now, with the flickering electric light, perhaps many people's eyes narrowed.

As time passed, Ren Leiting only felt that he was getting weaker and weaker.

He began to kneel down slowly to the ground.He was panting heavily on the ground.

"The young man who is too angry should vent his anger." This time, Yan walked over step by step and retracted his steel needle.He grabbed Ren Leiting with one hand and threw him off the ring.

He stood on the ring for a while, as if waiting for Ren Leiting to stand up again.After a while, he walked down and picked up his little black cat.

Ren Leiting, who was in lake blue clothes on the opposite side, barely stood up and looked at him with complicated eyes.It is said that this is the first time he has been attacked so badly by his own thunder.

As soon as he turned his head, he walked to another arena. This was the final battle.Stepping up to the arena step by step, seeing the young man in white clothes like snow, handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and just right red lips, one can only say that he is the darling of heaven.

"The wind is clear." "Shen Zhuo." "Please."

He didn't do anything, he couldn't do it for such a good-looking young man.

Being unable to let go of the calamity does not mean that Feng Qingyang will not move, the air flow turns into a wind blade.Howling, it seems to split the void.

Unable to dodge in time, the wind blade cut a hole in Zhang's face.Blood dripped, and some fell on the black cat.

Xun stretched out his free hand to wipe his face, and looked at his fingers, they were bleeding.

As he walked forward step by step, the wind blade was still whistling as usual.However, the situation in front of him seemed to have disappeared, and appeared behind him again, as if he was standing in another void.

Step by step, he walked up to Feng Qingyang.In his ear, "Go down by yourself, or should I send you?"

Feng Qingyang felt as if his ears had exploded, this man.The danger alarm in his heart had been sounding for a long time, and he stepped back, one step at a time.Calamity follows the same pace, forward, and then forward.In the end, it seemed to give it a go, the wind rope.

The wind twisted into a thin rope and leaned towards him.It seemed that Xi was restrained, and Xi moved slightly.Feng Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, ready to continue.In a flash, he appeared behind Feng Qingyang, "Unfortunately, the wind rope can't trap me." His state at this time was a little different from usual.It looked extremely cold and ghostly.

The black cat has nimbly stood on Zhang's shoulder, throwing punches, hitting Feng Qingyang one after another.

Fist to the flesh, but at all, it is not a comparison of spells, but hand-to-hand combat.Judging from the picture, a 16-year-old slender boy pinned a young man to the ground.A violent beauty.The blood on the young man's face was still dripping drop by drop, some dripped onto the young man's face and flowed into his mouth.

The young man did not hit lightly, but he did not hit the place where the young man was exposed, and still ensured his perfect face. "It's so beautiful, I don't even want to hit it." Fingers across the young man's face, smiling.Fingers clenched into a fist in the air.He punched hard again in the abdomen.

Feng Qingyang could only grit his teeth and endure. "Don't frown, it doesn't look good." Xun gently pressed Feng Qingyang's brow with his fingers, helping him to stretch it.The calm facial expression, in the clear wind, looks extremely terrifying.

The wind cleared his dantian, and he secretly exerted his strength.The condensed wind blows the cat away, and the cat is not prepared for a while, and it is really blown away.

After taking a few steps back, he stood firm again.Waiting for Feng Qingyang on the opposite side to stand up.

"Persons who are beautiful can always receive more preferential treatment." The appearance of Yan saying this was completely smiling.He was still smiling, with a little more coldness in his words. "Of course, beautiful things will suffer more damage under dark conditions."

Appeared beside Feng Qingyang at a speed faster than the wind, and pushed him to the ground again.Punch after punch.

He stood up without even looking at the person lying on the ground.Feng Qingyang knew that apart from his appearance, his body had definitely been greatly impacted.Maybe it left a dark wound.

Suddenly, he squatted down again, so capricious.Facing Feng Qingyang, "If you have any problems in the future, I think it's your heart, demons or something. You can come to me, and I will help you. After all, this face is so pleasing .” The voice was so small that only two people could hear it.

As if his mind was exploding, the little black cat kept asking, "Senior, senior, what's wrong with you, senior?" There were only two words, "Shut up." Shen Zhuo stopped.

Feng Qingyang conceded defeat, Xun pressed his head on the ring, shook it, his face returned to his usual expression.Facing his little black cat, "Didn't I scare you just now?"

People in the audience were talking a lot, and some good-looking people even had new plans.

"If the elder has nothing else to do, I will go back."

Zhan took the kitten on his shoulder back into his arms and walked back.

In his hut, facing Shen Zhuo, "Don't ask me what happened just now, I don't know either! Maybe you can understand it as another me. A different me from now."

"By the way, your face seems to be my favorite too." Yan lifted Shen Zhuo's face gently, "Of course, I designed it, how can I not like it?" Pressing his hand on Shen Zhuo's chin, the lip marks go up. "It feels like I've never tried it before."

His eyes were a little blurred, he turned over, went back to bed and lay down, closed his eyes, as if nothing happened just now.

Shen Zhuo could only helplessly press his lips, as if there was still a warm feeling on them.It turned into a little black cat again and jumped onto the bed.Sleep with me in peace.

This time, he slept for a long time, one day and one night, and when he woke up again, it was already the next night.For monks, this is not a long time.As a cultivator, there are people who open their eyes and close their eyes for a year.

Shen Zhuo was hugged in his arms.Xie's sleeping position is always curled up together, which seems very unsteady.Shen Zhuo watched, his brows were always furrowed, as if he was being tortured all the time.

However, he won't smoothen his brow.Even when he was sleeping, he didn't turn over. He knew that if he moved, everyone behind him would wake up.

Even though, sometimes he couldn't tell whether the person behind him was asleep or awake.All he could do was control himself and not cause him any trouble.