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Wang Teng didn't expect that perverted and disgusting little fat man to have such a deterrent power!

They forced Baixi Temple to surrender without a fight!

Wang Teng smiled slightly, huh?

Then how can I let you do what you want? What you hate is exactly what I want.

Wang Teng: (︶?︶?)

"Surrender? Anyway, this wave is your first choice. If you surrender, I won't let Zhang Xiaopang make a move. Just find someone to top it."

Wang Teng: (︶?︶?)

"Either you all ten outsiders from Baixi Temple surrender, otherwise, I will always let you face Xiaopang, and you can see for yourself~"

...

Wang Teng is so cheap...

And it's so shameless, how can such rascal words come out of the mouth of an emperor?

Now Zhang Xiaopang bared his front teeth and couldn't find the north. In just two days, he actually reached this invincible "height".

Two days ago, he would never have dared to dream of such a big one!

Now even the Emperor Lingnan in the NPC "values" him extremely, and Baixi Temple "fears" him extremely.

For a moment, Xiaopang felt that he was invincible at the same level. Looking around, even Jiang Yichen, Mu Xiaorou and others were just a bunch of chickens and dogs...

Heh, it is really hard to find a defeat, I am invincible!

An invincible heroic attitude surged up from Xiaopang's heart, and instantly inspired the singing, dancing and rap talent in Xiaopang's DNA:

Fatty Zhang: ヽ(○′?)九

"The cold wind blows into my house and I hear the alarm clock ticking~"

Fatty Zhang: 九(′?`) 九

"I looked at my watch and got up at 7:30 to brush my toothbrush~"

Fatty Zhang: (●?`●)

"I didn't finish my work yesterday and I don't want to answer the call from the leader~"

Fatty Zhang: (??????)

"My stomach was growling with hunger, and I called my mother~"

...

The huge arena has completely become Xiaopang's stage at this time, Xiaopang is singing and shaking his hips frantically...

Wu Xiaoya's stomach couldn't help but churned all the time, seeing the meat ball in front of her keep surging, she felt that she guessed right, this person should be Wang Teng's master.

At any rate, Wang Teng covered his face with one hand, while the other hand covered his crotch and pushed his crotch slightly. The width was acceptable at last, which meant that Wang Teng was at least a little bit ashamed.

And this little fat man actually put his hands on his hips and rested his crazy hips, the angle of nearly ninety degrees is simply unsightly!

But there is one thing to say, listening to this dynamic music, why do I want to twist it twice?

Wu Xiaoya quickly suppressed her restless dance cells, by the way, where is Wang Teng?

Wo Zhuo!

Wu Xiaoya: d(?д??)

When Wu Xiaoya turned her head, she found that Wang Teng took out a small notebook from nowhere, staring at Zhang Xiaopang with an inexplicable light in his eyes, and was frantically recording something...

At this time, Wang Teng was completely deaf to what was going on outside the window, and was only in the state of reading sage books.

Unexpectedly, outsiders still have such a powerful pretend suit. Wang Teng made up his mind that Jiang Yichen must also tailor one for him!

Wu Xiaoya took a deep breath to calm herself down. Today she was really "eye-opening" that Lingnan Dynasty had such a perverted person!

Apologetically, he glanced at the ten Baixi Temple players behind him:

"You guys, whoever will go up, or you can make a rock-scissors decision..."

For the first time, Wu Xiaoya, whose heart is like a rock, felt embarrassed and guilty. She always felt that she was so inhuman that she actually asked them to fight Xiaopang...

"swish"

Even wearing a mask, everyone knows that the face under the mask has turned pale at this moment...

"Must...do I have to fight?"

A male player stammered tremblingly, and the rest immediately stopped him:

"Eldest brother, let's not do it, the big deal is to quit Baixi Temple, let's quit, I won't be so angry!!"

! ! !

Exit Baixi Temple? ! !

Wu Xiaoya was startled, absolutely impossible, isn't this the opposite of destroying her luck in Baixi Temple?

Fortunately, this man called Big Brother seems to have accepted his fate:

"It's okay, who will I not go to? By the way, what, after the fight, you shouldn't dislike me and say I'm dirty, right?"

The other nine people's eyes were filled with tears. With this senior brother, what more could they ask for, and how could they despise him!

At this time, the ten brothers and sisters were all tearful, and some girls were crying with snot and tears. They could be resurrected, but now they are as if they are parting from life and death.

Got it!

Wu Xiaoya really couldn't stand it anymore, this Zhang Xiaopang was indeed an unexpected variable, and it was really hard for him to let them fight hard.

"Wang Teng, how about this, how about I send you Liuguang Xingyun, and the little fat man on your side doesn't fight?"

hiss……

Woj!

The whole audience gasped, what a great deal!

Zhang Xiaopang, with his virtue and ability, forced the leader of Baixi to send a peerless magic weapon to avoid the battle.

Mo Wuyan:? ? ? ? ? ?

Wait, what is the gift? ! !

You are lofty, you are amazing, you are a good old man and gave away my weapon on horseback!

Sensing Mo Wuyan's resentment, Wu Xiaoya glanced back at him lightly, and the latter immediately became chilled, and very consciously handed the Meteor Star Meteor Knife to Wu Xiaoya.

Even Wang Teng didn't expect Wu Xiaoya to send out the Meteor Star Knife in order not to wrong the players of Baixi Temple.

Zhang Xiaopang is just a trick to disgust the opponent. Now that he is prostitution for nothing, what is there to hesitate about?

"Okay, then follow what Hierarch Baixi said, but we are missing a little fat Zhang, so you don't want to show up with that senior brother on your side."

Well, acceptable, deal!

"The second battle, Baizhi, you go!"

A girl with a sweet voice agreed, jumped onto the ring, and kept scanning the ten people on Lingnan Dynasty's side, as if thinking about who she might face.

Wang Teng did not force people to go up to fight. Instead, he asked Jiang Yichen and the others friendly, who would go up in this battle.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, let the poor monk go first in the first battle, and send her into reincarnation!"

Don't ask the little monk?

I didn't expect that the Buddhist who has always been merciful would ask to be the first to go, but thinking about Mo Wen's reaction today, many people shuddered. If Mo Wen went, it would actually be okay...

Seeing that there was no objection, the little monk walked up to the ring step by step, and looked at each other with Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi looked at the handsome little monk who had been staring at her, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, and couldn't help but teased:

"Little monk, why have you been staring at my sister? Could it be that you can see the face inside through someone's mask? Would you like my sister to take off the mask for you to admire~"

?

"Hey bah! I admire your grandma's old legs. The poor monk can tell that you are not human at a glance. Let me use the Arhat to shake the sky first!"

After saying that, Mo Wen squeezed an Arhat fist and rushed towards Bai Zhi.

Angelica: (??д?)b

The young monk's appearance is seriously inconsistent with what he said, Bai Zhi hastily fought back:

"Ice God's Palm!"

One firm and one soft, after the palms met, each of them took seven or eight steps back, which shows that the internal strength of the two parties should be evenly matched.

There is something about this Angelica dahurica. It stands to reason that there should be few sects with mental techniques that can rival Shaolin's internal skills.

Mo Wen seemed to feel something, frowned angrily, and rushed towards Bai Zhi with a strange scream again.