"Real or fake, right?"

A kind of supporters opened their mouths.

If you can predict the result of this game, it is not a skill. Everyone knows that Li Shaotianqiang. But Lao Lei can actually predict some details, such as the goddess Xinqing shows goodwill to Li Shaotian, and can predict it with her eyes? This is really a bit

exaggerate.

While speaking, Li Shaotian and the goddess Xinqing stood on the court.

Li Shaotian has always regarded himself as a leader of his generation, and he is disdainful of any sneak attack method. He immediately clasped his fists:

"Junior Sister Xinqing, Shaotian is here, you can take action first."

I saw the goddess Xinqing giggling:

"Senior Brother Shaotian is my most admired person. My little sister knows that she can't win at all. The reason why she can stand here is really because she wants to see her senior brother's style. When I see you today, it's really brilliant.

Sister...hehe..."

Seeing the goddess Xinqing look shy, there was booing in the audience.

"Old Lei, that's OK!"

"God!"

Li Shaotian is not a saint. If a female cultivator throws her arms, he will certainly refuse anyone. However, it is the focus of everyone. Li Shaotian cherishes his wings and will never say much to the witch Xinqing in public.

His face turned cold:

"Junior Sister Xinqing, have you admitted defeat? I'm going to take action."

The goddess Xinqing hurriedly said:

"Say to admit defeat."

Li Shaotian snorted coldly:

“See you goodbye.”

After saying that, he put one hand behind him and flew away with a very graceful manner.

"Li Shaotian is so handsome!"

When Li Shaotian teleported out, the female cultivators in the competition venue screamed.

"In the seventh game of the third round, Li Shaotian of the weapon refining sect, advance!"

After this battle, Lao Lei's position in the hearts of all fans was completely established. It was so amazing. Not only could he guess the result of the battle, but he could even guess the psychology of both sides. I have to say

This person has some vision.

"Okay, I won't watch the next game anymore, so I'll take a break."

Lao Lei left the field. In fact, he was also 70% more misunderstood. It was impossible for him to always be right, so he ran away quickly.

The afternoon battle is very important.

Fang Yu and Liang Yu were all in this afternoon, and the last game of this afternoon was the one that all the monks were most concerned about. The last game was the suitor of the Caiyun Goddess and the ink push of the Demon Dao Sect!

In the first game in the afternoon, Fang Yu faced Zhao Ritian of the Iron Fist Sect.

It's also a bit funny. Fang Yu had met Zhao Xixi from the Iron Fist Sect one round before, and this round he actually met the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect again.

As the second lord of Black Mountain, Fang Yu's battle also attracted many monks to come and watch the battle.

Tang Tian and others also walked in side by side, found a corner and sat down!

Not long after Tang Tian and others arrived, another group of people came in. These people were no one else, but Shang Caiyun’s suitors!

"Here, come, the suitors of Shang Caiyun, I heard that some of them had the last game this afternoon to deal with Motui of the Demon Dao Zong."

"Motui is not easy to deal with. They don't practice in the quiet room and even come out to watch the battle."

Just as the monks were talking, a male cultivator with small eyes also walked in from another entrance to the competition ground.

"Motui is here too!"

"There's a good show."

From afar, Mo Tui and Shang Caiyun's suitors came into contact with each other and saw each other.

A stern smile appeared on Mo Tui's lips, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. It was probably because he spent a million to mock them.

After seeing Mo push, Shang Caiyun's suitors suddenly became angry, and fire suddenly seemed to spit out from their eyes!

This Mo Tui not only cheated them on the divine stone, but also almost killed their goddess, making them a joke.

Now who doesn't know that they gave Mo a million low-grade divine stones, and they were also tricked by Mo's push.

"Yes, we were fooled by you, but so what? The bad luck is you, you have to pay the price of your life! Idiot."

The man who was going to have a fight with Mo Tui this afternoon snorted coldly and sat in the stands.

As soon as they sat down, they saw a thin figure carrying a heavy sword on his back and walked into the battlefield.

This is a plain battlefield, a piece of loess. Fang Yu did not use the flying treasure, so he walked in with a giant sword on his back. It was just like him, and Zhao Ritian did not use the flying treasure. He was naked, so he could see that he was a very strong person.

The man has a clear muscle group on his body and is very healthy.

When the two of them walked in, a crisp sound suddenly sounded from the stands:

"Come on Fang Yu!"

Tang Tian and the others looked at it in the voice and saw a girl with a very cute face.

Seeing this girl speak, Tang Tian, ​​Song Ren and Liang Yu were stunned for a moment:

"Isn't this the Iron Fist Sect Zhao Xixi? Who did she cheer for just now?"

Song Ren laughed:

"Didn't Fang Yu fight with her in the last game? The two of them fought...haha, and they met happily."

Tang Tian and Liang Yu almost fainted:

"No wonder Zhao Xixi didn't cheer for his senior brother, but instead cheered for Killing."

After Tang Tian finished speaking, he suddenly laughed:

"But by the way, Zhao Xixi still looks very good without taking off her clothes."

A shameless smile appeared on Peng Guan's face:

"But once I took off my clothes, I was really afraid that Brother Fang Yu would not be able to bear it, hahaha."

Both of them were both shameless and laughed. You know, Zhao Xixi looks very good now, but if she takes off her clothes, she will have similar muscles to Zhao Ritian in the battlefield below. Then look at the square that is as thin as noodles.

Yu... This scene is so beautiful that I dare not think about it.

While speaking, Fang Yu and Zhao Ritian had already started fighting.

Zhao Ritian had long been in love with his junior sister Zhao Xixi, but unexpectedly, Zhao Xixi actually had a fight with Fang Yu and fell in love with her. Zhao Ritian felt this hatred in his heart, and he was extremely jealous when he met his rival.

"You skinny monkey, you are not suitable for junior sister at all. I want to beat you up!"

"Skinny Monkey, enjoy my iron fist!"

"Skinny Monkey, I want to beat your bastard!"

Zhao Ritian yelled while fighting, and spit out a lot of swear words and dirty words. Hearing all the male and female cultivators in the competition are absolutely unlucky.

Zhao Xixi, the Iron Fist Sect, had a blue face when she heard this. Although she and Zhao Ritian were in the same sect, they were all training together all day long. But what she hated the most was Zhao Ritian's characteristics. He felt that this kind of roar could increase his explosive power.

So Zhao Xixi has heard his vicious insults a lot, how could she fall in love with such a man?

Not to mention that Zhao Ritian scolded and beat him, looking crazy, and he really made Fang Yu step by step back.

"Skinny monkey, why are you going to retreat? Come on! You thin monkey, you beast, come and fight me!"

Zhao Ritian was completely crazy, with his fist shadows covering the sky, and there was no gap in front of Fang Yu. If he didn't retreat, he would be hit by the iron boxing!

"I carry a useless broken sword all day long. What's the point? Fight me, thin monkey!"
Chapter completed!