It’s Too Hard To Die

I don't know why, today's desire to beat my master is particularly powerful.

Bian Tong said in his heart.

On the other side, in Wang Hao's sleeve, when the side pupil's voice sounded, the grindstone that had been resting in Wang Hao's sleeve was instantly awakened.

Wang Hao naturally felt this fluctuation.

"Shi... Uncle Shi, what's the matter with you?" Wang Hao asked hurriedly.

"Master?!" Grinding Stone did not directly respond to Wang Hao, but asked in an incredulously startled voice.

"Huh?" Wang Hao was a little dazed.

master? What sir?

At this time, Wang Hao suddenly felt a pair of big hands resting on his shoulders.

Turning his head and looking, it turned out that it was Big Brother Nangong Yunmo.

"Junior Brother, you are late to get started, and you don't know some things." Nangong Yunmo said earnestly.

Then he spread a voice to explain to Wang Hao in detail.

Duan Wuluo was also listening with Wang Hao.

Although Duan Wuluo was earlier than the young monk, he knew very little about such things.

After all, it has always been in a stocking state before.

After listening to Nangong Yunmo's explanation, Wang Hao and Duan Wuluo both widened their eyes with shocked expressions.

"He turned out to be the lower body of the God of Slaughter!" Wang Hao asked in surprise.

Wang Hao, the **** of slaughter, often heard the sharpening stone mention, and he naturally knew how strong this **** of slaughter was, and how noble his status in the **** realm was.

On the other side, Ergou also uttered a voice to explain all the relevant information about the lower mortal body of the God of Slaughter.

After the explanation, Ergou said to Wang Hao and Duan Wuluo, "Don't be too loud, this is just his mortal body, without any memory and cultivation of the body.

You have the right to treat him as the saint son of Yuxu Shengzong, don't think about it. "

"Yes, Uncle Ergou."

After hearing the words, Wang Hao and Duan Wuluo quickly agreed.

After Wang Hao and Duan Wuluo, it was a sharpening stone.

"Xiao Shi, your boss is no longer young, and you are also a dignified innate treasure. Why can't you stabilize the mortal body of the kid who killed Slaughter?" Ergou asked.

"I...I haven't seen the master for a long time? I miss it a little." Grinding Stone said with some embarrassment.

"It's okay, I haven't seen it in a few years, and I haven't arrived at a Yuanhui. You want a hammer." Ergou rolled his eyes and said.

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The seat area where the Imperial Sacred Sect is located.

Biantong frowned suddenly, thinking about a friendly exchange with his master.

Is someone looking at me?

But when Bian Tong turned his head to look around, he only saw Ergou and others who were chatting and joking.

And they obviously didn't have the mind to separate their attention to look at him.

Seeing this scene, Biantong frowned deeper.

Impossible, his instincts have always been accurate, how could something go wrong this time?

"Is it a coincidence?" Biantong murmured in his heart.

At this time, the referee's voice suddenly sounded.

"The first team of the Liu family won this game!"

In this game, Liu Zixi was almost single-handed and challenged the entire Yu family team.

"Oh!"

"Big sister's head is good!"

Cheers came from the Liu family suddenly.

Although they knew they would win this game, they still had to cheer a few times.

After all, every cheering will bring more or less bad mood to the Yu family.

It's most fun to watch the enemy get angry or something.

Sure enough, while the Liu family cheered, everyone in the Yu family was silent, and their faces were a little gloomy.

Although they had guessed that this game would lose, but after the real results came out, they were still a little unhappy.

As for Liu Liuliu and Yu Patriarch, both of them sat quietly in their seats, smiling silently.

Because in Liu Liuliu's view, although the victory over Yujia's second team is a good thing to celebrate, it is not enough for him to come forward and mock.

If it defeated the Yu family team, the situation would be different.

For the same reason, Patriarch Yu is the same.

If you lose, you lose. He doesn't care too much. As long as one team doesn't lose, it's a trivial matter.

When Liu Zixi led the team to leave the field, he had a wave of emotions with Nangong Yunmo.

Although Nangong Yunmo also wanted to express it in words, congratulated Liu Zixi loudly.

but. . . Father-in-law is terrible. . .

Nangong Yunmo felt that if he really yelled out, Liu Liuliu would go straight to talk to him.

Then, as the two teams left the field, the referee's voice sounded again.

"Next, please play the first team of Yuxu Shengzong and the first team of Orc Flame Soul Bear Clan!

Next game.

Dragon Team 3 VS Qingyun Snow Fox Team 4! "

The highlight is coming!

Everyone was shocked, and the much-anticipated competition finally came!

What kind of sparks can the collision of two teams produce?

Of course, there are people who are particularly concerned about the next game.

The dragon clan and the Qingyun Xuehu clan are about to fight!

Not only people from these other forces, but the elders and disciples of the Dragon Clan and Qingyun Xuehu Clan were also secretly shocked.

they. . . How did they match up together?

This. . . How to fight this?

For a while, even Long Zhentian and Ling'er had a headache.

After hesitating for a long time, they decided. . . Watch the game first. . .

You can't miss such a wonderful game.

In this game, no matter what the result is, there must be a force that loses its qualifications for the first place.

After all, even one team was defeated. Are there any other teams that can take a shot?

When everyone in the audience was talking about who lost and who won, the two teams were already on stage!

On the left is the Yuxu Shengzong team headed by Biantong.

On the right, there is a team of the Flame Bear Clan headed by Luo Liyan, the first arrogant of the orc Flame Bear Clan.

The strength of the two sides, according to everyone's calculation, should not be much different.

"The saint son of Yuxu Shengzong? What's your name?" Luo Liyan asked proudly, holding his arm.

I don't know that Bian Tong's name is naturally fake. After all, everyone is a top-notch disciple of Tianjiao, how can they not know the other's name?

I just wanted to find a reason to provoke him.

For the saint son like Biantong ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, a lot of forces have acquired his information.

All for the sake of knowing oneself, knowing the enemy, victorious in all battles, and understanding the reality of the enemy.

It is worth mentioning that the person who sells Biantong information is the Sect Master Yuxu Shengzong. . . That is, Bian Tong's pro-master. . .

However, there is a saying that I really made a lot of money at that time.

Bian Tong didn't even bother to respond to Luo Liyan's provocation.

"Hey! What attitude is your kid! I'm asking you something!"

Seeing Bian Tong taking care of herself lazily, Luo Liyan suddenly stopped getting angry.

Bian pupil continued to choose to ignore it.

"Hahahahaha, boy, are you so scared of me that you dare not respond?" Luo Liyan pointed to the side pupil and laughed loudly.

"You're so noisy, can you shut up? I'll tear you up later carefully."