"The next game, Lanshan Party, Yunmei Sect!" Han Wancheng shouted impatiently.

There is no way, the effect of Wanshen Guben Pill is limited and cannot be delayed.

Tiansha had already seen the clues, but she couldn't say anything. There should not be too many intervals between the two semi-finals, which is also the rule of competition.

Zhou Yunruo soon came on stage.

At this time, He Mengzhou, the second senior brother of Lanshan Sect, was also ready to go on stage.

Yu Bufan immediately gave the Japanese a wink.

The Japanese Liuhe Yu Bufan had such a tacit understanding and enlightenment.

Just as He Mengzhou and Yu Bufan and others were passing by, Japanese Lion suddenly stood up and grinned at the other party.

"Senior Brother He, don't be fine!"

He Mengzhou was stunned and hurriedly hugged Jian and said, "Who are you?"

"You have forgotten the troubles of your senior brother and noble man. You have forgotten that I am the owner of the dog raised by the son of your second cousin's third aunt's third aunt's fourth aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third aunt's third

He Mengzhou was completely confused. This honest man was stretching out his finger to count his seniority!

Lin Chunqiu was furious: "Bastard!"

Han Wancheng also said anxiously: "Go on the court to compete! Quickly! Otherwise, it will be considered abstention!"

The Japanese Six was also angry: "Bastard, this is the way to treat guests in your Wanshan Sword Sect? Senior Brother He and I are relatives. We finally met today. Can't we talk to each other?"

"This is a martial arts competition! If you want to chat, you have to wait for the martial arts competition to end!" Han Wancheng said with a blue face.

"There are quite a lot of bad rules!" Japanese Lion complained.

At this time, Yu Bufan stood up and said with a serious look on his face: "How can you talk to Mr. Han? Are you lacking tutoring?"

After saying that, Yu Bufan bowed to Han Wancheng and said, "Mr. Han, the servant doesn't understand the rules, please forgive me."

Han Wancheng bowed his hand in anger.

At this time, Yu Bufan turned around and clasped his fists at He Mengzhou: "Brother He, we have never seen each other one day. Do you still remember it?"

"Fuck!" Han Wancheng's eyes were so angry that he was red and he was about to chop people.

What is even more painful is that Liu Zifeng. Once his medicine passes, he will be knocked back to his original form. At that time, the wounds on his body will be more painful than before using the ultimate move.

The head of the Lanshan Sect also saw the trick. He was also disgusted with the Wanshan Sword Sect, so he kept closing his eyes and pretending to be dead, avoiding Lin Chunqiu's hot gaze.

Good disciple, let’s talk to this young master about life. It’s rare to meet relatives thousands of miles away!

After Yu Bufan chatted for a few words, he stopped and gave He Mengzhou the last sentence: "Senior brother, let's compete in martial arts and exchange later. Remember not to get angry and hurt your body."

He Mengzhou bowed: "Thank you brother!"

He Mengzhou got on stage soon.

As soon as he met Zhou Yunruo, he held the sword and said, "Little Junior Sister, it's been a long time since we met."

Zhou Yunruo also said politely: "Yes, Senior Brother He."

"I have been very happy recently. How can I be healthy when my teacher is healthy? How can my senior sisters and brothers be healthy?"

Well, Lao He has also learned bad things.

Lin Chunqiu and other members of the Wanshan Sword Sect had ten thousand alpacas rushing in their hearts.

He Mengzhou, and that little white face, I’m fucking you!

You don’t have PYZ when you do this!

Seeing He Mengzhou and the other party chatting about family matters, Lin Chunqiu finally couldn't help but say loudly: "The competition begins!"

He Mengzhou then put his sword in the sheath and said to Zhou Yunruo: "Junior sister, let's click until we stop hurting our relationship."

"good!"

The two quickly drew their swords and began to compete.

After a few rounds, He Mengzhou found that he was no match for his junior sister.

The junior sister has deeper internal strength than him, her moves are more proficient, agile and elegant.

However, he has been wandering all the time and has not used his real ability.

No matter how simple Zhou Yunruo saw the other party’s purpose, he could only bite the bullet and act with it.

"Master, I can't stand it anymore," Liu Zifeng said in a crying voice, "I won't bully people like this."

Lin Chunqiu gritted his teeth and said, "Good disciple, it's all right away, just hold on for a while!"

He Mengzhou and his junior sister had a long time.

At this moment, Yu Bufan felt at ease.

Lao He, you are so fucking. I’ve decided to make a deal with you as a friend.

When Tiansha saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing, and looked at Yu Fufan at the same time.

Because Yu Bufan put on makeup, she couldn't recognize the other person, but she felt grateful.

This young man, when the Pond Ni wins the position of leader, he will definitely thank you very much.

Ren Shuihan, Western Failure and others were giving thumbs up at Yu Bufan.

Awesome!

Senior Brother, come on, let’s play Liu Zifeng and Wanshan Sword Sect to death!

At this moment, He Mengzhou suddenly slipped under his feet and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Yunruo stood there blankly, completely stunned.

"Senior Brother He, I, I didn't attack you!"

He Mengzhou looked depressed: "Sorry, my old injury has relapsed."

Seeing the situation, Han Wancheng hurriedly shouted: "The game is over, Yunmei Sect wins!"

Several disciples of Wanshan Sword Sect quickly came on stage and directly carried Senior Brother He down the arena.

Meng Qingchen, the head of Lanshan Sect, secretly gave his apprentice a thumbs up.

Good disciple, you have tried your best. Next, let’s see you as your teacher!

When Han Wancheng saw He Mengzhou's fate, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but sing: "The second game begins!"

At this time, Han Wancheng and Lin Chunqiu were sneering in their hearts.

How could there be a second game?

Zhou Yunruo was the only disciple of both sides who were not injured. Could it be that Zhou Yunruo would fight with Air?

OK OK OK, let’s play the finals quickly. Let’s see Liu Zifeng split Zhou Yunruo in half with one sword!

Tiansha looked at Zhou Yunruo, then turned his head to look at Meng Qingchen.

The two leaders usually have a good relationship.

After a look, Tiansha said to Ding Yunye: "Yunye, come on!"

Ding Yunye was stunned: "Master, I..."

"Test it slowly, don't worry." Tiansha reminded him again, but felt disappointed in her.

With your comprehension, you are far inferior to Yun Ruo. You really can't hand over the position of the leader to you in the future!

Ding Yunye is on the field.

Meng Qingchen also changed his seven apprentices to the field.

The seventh apprentice was originally a candidate, and he was a little excited at this time.

Meng Qingchen was afraid that this kid would have a bad thing, so he whispered to him a few words.

The other party suddenly realized and then came on stage.

Seeing this scene, Han Wancheng and Lin Chunqiu sweated coldly on their backs.

Two old bastards, you are the most unfair things, you must be holding back the bad water!

As expected, as soon as the two of them came on the stage, they did not chat, but they played very slowly. They had no internal strength in each move.

Lin Chunqiu was really helpless and could only take out another Wanshen Guben Pill and almost stuffed it into Liu Zifeng's mouth.

"Good disciple, you can bear it anymore. This leader and master cannot be abandoned!"

Master, I'll do it for your whole family!

All this is over soon. I won’t play anymore. I’m going to go home to find my mother!

Liu Zifeng was crying in his heart.
Chapter completed!