The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

"But the leader, the matter of setting up the young master is of great importance. Even if he has outstanding aptitude, he may not be qualified to join the divine religion. Please think twice, the leader!"

There was a childish voice in the shrill voice, talking inside and out, aimed at Jun Tianyao, and also faintly aimed at Yu Xiaoxiang, confronting him, the group of people in the hall who had been silent just now seemed to have found their backbone: "Yes, young master Li The matter is related to the century-old foundation of my teaching, so I can't be hasty, please think twice!"

"The young master must be astonishingly stunning, overwhelming the crowd. I will never accept this kid who appeared out of thin air!"

"Dissatisfied!"

"Please think twice, Master!"

Yu Xiaoxiang rubbed his forehead lightly with his fingers, seeming to be a bit embarrassed, and a crisp voice sounded: "Uncles, it is better to bully the white-bearded man than to bully the young and poor. The boy knows that the time to practice martial arts is still short. Not your opponents..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of ridicule, and some self-knowledge: "But? I want to ask my uncles for advice. I hope I can benefit from it and live up to Master's expectations. Please enlighten me!"

Jun Tianyao stood up, faced those malicious gazes and probing gazes, and talked eloquently. The pressure on his body was heavy, his feet were irregular, and he stood firmly. On the ground, with the black cloud boots as the center, one after another Cracks flashed.

It seems that Jun Tianyao is asking for a fight against people of their age. He is not afraid, saying that he is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, but he can also be said to be a child who is so proud that he can barely be said to be a teenager, standing upright and proud The look in the eyes makes people feel no evil at all.

The men standing in the two rows of the main hall looked at each other in amazement. With this single hand alone, Jun Tianyao's skill was indeed invincible among his peers, but it was only his peers.

"Tianyao, are you sure you want to compete with all the boys?"

With a gentle smile, Yu Xiaoxiang defined his target on those young people with a single word.

Those who wanted to take advantage of the situation quietly withdrew their steps: "Haha, young people have a lot of ambition. Master, we don't want to bully the small with the big, but since the young master is not afraid of challenges, why don't you let those young people gather together and have a good time?" Shall we discuss it?"

"Okay, it's rare that everyone is so interested. Anyone who has the right age from each family will be announced to the hall. The winner will become a closed disciple of this seat!"

Jun Tianyao's eyes glanced around quietly, and he found an interesting phenomenon, the hundred and ten people in the palace, young and old, had everything they wanted, but they didn't have the same mind, those young or middle-aged warriors, No matter what the plan is, what the performance is, there is a flame of ambition, and they all want the position of the future leader.

As for the three old men sitting next to Yu Xiaoxiang's lower head, although their faces were deeply hidden, the anger, or gloom, made his heart turn back and forth.

As if sensing his gaze, the gloomy-faced one among the three old men gave him a look, and that look was full of murderous intent!

"I'm Lin Han, please enlighten me!"

Dazed for a moment, there were already two teenagers standing in front of him, one of them was a man with a handsome face and a handsome figure, he was cupping his fists, his face blushed slightly with anger, while the other was a thin and gloomy boy, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, looking with him.

These two seem to be today's main course, one.

"Jun Tianyao, please enlighten me!"

Between Jun Tianyao's hands, a cold light flashed, as fast as lightning, and his instinctive defense made his head and neck move to the left. Out of the corner of his eye, a sharp sword in the gloomy boy's hand fell on his shoulder. It's worth a little blood.

"Luo Tianyun, please enlighten me!"

The sinister voice poured out like a snake letter, and the sharp sword in his hand fell like a storm, sweeping towards Jun Tianyao's foothold like a ferocious beast, obviously not giving him any chance to react.

Jun Tianyao hooked his lips upwards, put away all his analytical thoughts, twisted his waist, like a snake, and floated towards Luo Tianyun's side along the sword. , entangled the long sword that turned around to protect each other.

Luo Tianyun paused his wrist, reacted quickly, dropped the long sword, bent his elbow, and slammed into Jun Tianyao's chest.

Jun Tianyao crooked his brows and eyes, and his smile became sweeter. He hit Ben Lei with a blow, and instead of retreating, he fought hard to bear the blow. The sound of sternum shattering was still in his ears. When the other silk thread on the ground tightened, a blush appeared on Luo Tianyun's neck, and his face changed drastically: "Despicable!"

"Each each other!"

Jun Tianyao smiled brightly. From the very beginning, he knew that even if he had a slight victory in his internal strength, he was no match for this person at all. He used Lin Han to paralyze himself and seize the opportunity. Why couldn't he speak beforehand? Put the silk thread on your side!

The inner energy was running, and the burning inner energy rushed into Luo Tianyun's body along the silk thread, absorbing the Yuanyang energy in his body, and the boy's snow-white face turned pale: "How dare you!"

The people around also saw that something was wrong, so they stepped forward to stop it. Jun Tianyao's lips were hooked even further. The moment Luo Tianyun's slender body moved, his wrist flicked, and all his internal energy was poured out. There was a splash, and blood spattered The sound is creepy.