Almighty

"Crack!"

Anger, endless anger swept over his body. Wang Long had been recuperating for many years. His hands had not been bloodied for several years. At this moment, he could not control himself, and there were cracks in the tea cup he held.

"Yang Tian, ​​you have to die!" A trace of icy murderous intent penetrated from his body, and the hostility in Wang Long's eyes continued to rise, and he could not steal chickens. He even eroded some rice, wishing to eat Yang Tiansheng alive.

Wang Feng is dead, the chief instructor is dead, the power of the Xingchen Martial Arts Hall must be greatly reduced, it is very likely that they will be suppressed by the two of them, and the past prosperity will no longer exist.

"Huh? What is this old guy going crazy?" The two people next to him looked sideways, and they looked at Wang Long with doubts. Wang Long had a deep mind, and then laid a foundation in Kuangyun City. At this moment, he couldn't control his own thoughts. .

At the same time, a trace of jealousy rose in his heart, and this slight qi and blood was released, which was much more powerful than the two of them.

"What the **** is this old guy?" Kuang Lang frowned slightly, his eyes immediately fell on Yang Tian and the two of them. The grievances between them had also been heard, but this old guy's reaction was a bit big, right?

"How is this possible, the Ninth Heaven of Refining Blood!" When he saw Lin Yuan's moment, Kuang Lang's heart jumped suddenly, and his heart was outrageous. Lin Yuan's age could break through the Nine Heaven of Refining Blood, and he would definitely get a great opportunity.

"Pl...Pl..."

Yang Tian stepped out step by step, his witty gaze fell on Wang Xing's almost dull face, and immediately his gaze turned, looking at the presiding officer on the high platform, he arched his hands and said: "Report to your lord, the little one represents Longxing Wuguan. Come and join the war!"

I was interrupted before, and the host's complexion was a bit ugly, but seeing the blood released by Lin Yuan, he didn't dare to make things too much. He immediately nodded and said: "Today, there are a total of 56 participating martial arts gyms. The race under twenty is now starting."

Boom!

With the sound of war drums, as the host yelled the name, the contest officially began!

Yang Tian found a place to sit down, and Lin Yuan looked at Yang Tian, ​​who had a calm expression on his face. A wave of pride flooded his face. It was a hundred miles away from Qingshi Town to Kuangyun City.

This way, Yang Tian not only did not lag behind, but he was also able to run easily. He knew in his heart that Yang Tian's cultivation had surpassed him.

After more than a year, Lin Yuan felt extremely proud of his cultivation level.

Perceiving a spiteful gaze, Yang Tian glanced at the observation platform, looked at Wang Long Tieqing's face, smiled grinningly at each other, and undisguised murderous intent bloomed in the air.

"He must die, he must die!" Wang Long kept roaring in his heart. Under Yang Tian's smile, he felt an endless crisis. After only one year of cultivation, he could kill Wang Feng, and he felt that his head was fading. hemp.

Several miles away, the eyes of the three men converged on Yang Tian.

"This little guy is not easy. Not only is his vitality and blood unparalleled, but his cultivation base is even stronger than the one next to him." The white-clothed man nodded, admiringly.

"Yes, it's pretty good to be able to produce personalities in such a small place. The most important thing in blood refining is the foundation, not fast or slow." The person next to him agreed.

"By the way, I heard that the second prince ran out secretly, are you back now?" the white-clothed man asked.

"Oh, I haven't heard of it when I came out, it's a pity..." Pity appeared on his face, and the person next to him shook his head slightly.

The scorching sun was like a fire, it was approaching noon, and the scorching sun was scorching, Yang Tian shook his body helplessly, and his listless gaze swept over the fighting figure in the battle. The confrontation between these people was like a child in his eyes. Every family.

"Bang!" Huadie slapped her palm, and the jade-colored sword energy instantly rushed to her opponent, and then her delicate body swayed again and again. Under the wind, under the tight clothes, her rugged posture became more and more moving.

"Tsk tusk, it's perfect." The previous man's fiery eyes had been staring at a place and swallowed wildly.

"Talents." The big man's very cryptic movements kept a trace under Yang Tian's eyelids, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes suddenly.

"Go down." Huodie suddenly yelled, and a jade foot kicked it in the air, and the fierce anger gushed out, the air blasted repeatedly, and his opponents flew down the ring.

"The seventeenth game Huadie wins, the next game is thirty-fifth versus thirty-six!"

"It's me." Yang Tian twisted his neck and slowly stood up.

"Xiao Tian, ​​be careful." Lin Yuan patted Yang Tian's arm.

"Don't worry about foster father." Nodding, Yang Tian walked to the ring.

Looking at the back of Yang Tian walking away, Lin Yuan squeezed his fists, and then glanced over Wang Long. He lived with Yang Tian since he was a child. He knew the latter's temperament very well. Today, he must be upset.

Shoo!

When Yang Tian just walked to the ring, there was a sound of breaking through the air. A man in yellow leaped onto the ring with a fancy posture. When his gaze fell on Yang Tian, ​​the corners of his mouth made a look of disdain.

"Boy, if you don't even have a good control over your body skills, you dare to come to the conference and give you a chance to beg for mercy. Go ahead."

"Idiot." Looking at the appearance of the young man in yellow clothes, Yang Tian rolled his eyes and squeezed out two words.

"You..." The yellow-clothed youth was angry, staring at Yang Tian with a gloomy look, and immediately he walked up with his hands behind his back, revealing a sense of superiority.

"Drink!" Abruptly, the yellow-clothed man stomped the soles of his feet, like a violent wind, his figure rushed forward.

"Uh..." The rapid change made the people under the battle platform dumbfounded.

As the fists got closer and closer, Ling Li's strong wind continued to spread. Looking at Yang Tian from the bottom of the battle platform, he seemed silly and unmoved. He couldn't help closing his eyes. It seemed that an extremely **** side happened immediately.

"Die." The yellow-clothed man smiled grimly, and slammed his fist on Yang Tian's head.

"bump!"

Yang Tian stepped forward with the soles of his feet, and the battle platform was shaking. At the same time, the blood in his body was like a galloping horse. Under this outward vigor, the body of the yellow-clothed youth instantly flew out. He fell heavily under the battle platform.

"Hiss..." It changed quickly again. The crowd below Zhan Tian looked at the yellow-clothed man who was coughing up blood, and a touch of horror quietly crawled on his face.

The first-order seventh heaven, only one trick is needed!

"Hehe." Lin Yuan smiled after he shook his head.

"What's the origin of this person?" Huadie wrinkled her slender brows and stared at Yang Tian's slightly immature face. This person is younger than her, but this strength is comparable to her, and she has more control. perfect.

"Miss, he is a member of Longxing Martial Arts Hall, and it is said that he has a lot of grudges with Xingchen Martial Arts Hall." A maid next to her quietly said in her ear.

"Then there is a good show." Blinking before her eyes, Huadie looked at Wang Xing's face. Compared with the calm look of the past, it was extremely ugly at this moment, and the blue veins on her forehead were beating.

The presiding officer also swallowed, looking at the man in yellow clothes who fell to the ground and sobbing, slightly stunned, and immediately glanced at Yang Tian with amazement, saying: "The 18th game, Longxing Martial Arts Hall won the next game... "