The rising sun shines brightly, and the bright dew reflects the light. Half the mountain is flat, tens of thousands of people are concentrating on the center of the field.

In the rolling dust, two figures flashed through the sky, fighting for hundreds of rounds, but still no distinction. Experienced people know that both sides will play their trump cards next.

"Silang, the Ming Cult's unique skills are the world and the world are fighting. It is said that this set of exercises can turn the world upside down to the extreme. Feng Ji will have a period of weakness after the war, and his entourage will be average. Why don't we rob him and collect one later?"

Situ Ying's beautiful eyes shone, as if she saw prey. Siquan's thoughts were withdrawn and he considered the feasibility of the other party's suggestion.

"Yingying, you have a bad habit and are you addicted to robbing?"

"It's a pity to not collect one of these good exercises."

"Little demon girl, you can't chew too much, so you should practice your Feihuang well, which is no worse than the Ming Cult's unique skills."

Zhou Ji Wuyao said without moving his head. Somehow, Situ Ying wanted to turn the Qiankun Dou even more after hearing this.

"Of course I don't need it, but my daughter and son can use it. Let's prepare for it!"

"Haha, I'm really curious about what your children will look like?"

"Is this necessary to think about it? My daughter must be as beautiful as her mother, and her son is more handsome than his father. Do you think so, Silang?"

"Look at it, they are going to play their trump card, which will be helpful to your next competition."

"Okay, you dare to ignore me. Humph, I was jealous when you gave Sister Wu Yao points before, and now I'm even more unhappy. Please coax me!"

After the words came, Situ Ying really shook Si Quan's arm and turned his head aside dissatisfiedly. Si Quan couldn't laugh or cry. What did he think about opening a woman's head? When he was angry, he could remember to come first when he had time?

"Little demon, I would like to advise you that the woman you get is the cheapest, and you will easily lose favor if you do this."

"Tsk tsk, I'm so experienced. No wonder I've been hanging my man. I have the ability to never touch men for the rest of my life."

Si Quan was really trying to coax a few words, but Situ Ying seemed to have forgotten what the previous sentence said, and took his arm again and turned to Zhou Ji Wuyao. So he chose to remain silent with gloating.

Zhou Ji Wuyao was also weakened by the moody Situ Ying. She wanted to speak but wanted to refute a few words, but in the end she didn't say it. After all, Siquan was indeed because she gave up the opportunity to run for the heavenly kingdom. Anyway, she couldn't say that this witch could not give her the chance to continue to entangle. The best way was to ignore it.

At this time, the battle on the field had reached a critical moment. Feng Ji was the first heirs selected by Ming Cult. After becoming an adult, he competed with all the heroes in his sect and eventually became the saint of Ming Cult, and even the most profound Qiankun Fighting of Ming Cult.

If you practice it to the fifth level, you should know that although Qiankun Douzhuan is on the ninth level like other peerless kung fu, not many of the amazing people in the history of the Ming Cult have practiced to the seventh level.

Feng Ji's combat power was fully opened, and as soon as the universe turned, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, the wind was whistling, and sand and dust rolled in the sky, making many people look shocked. How can Huangfu Xiong resist?

Any attribute in the world has at least one unique skill. Huangfu Xiong has achieved his achievements today, of course, the contribution of the martial arts is indispensable. Many people know that his martial arts are passed down from the Huozai Heart Sutra of the Huangfu family.

As the roaring wind and sand, two figures collided with each other, a thunder exploded, and the ground trembled for this. Everyone heard the sound of the wind. When the dust gradually dissipated, they finally saw the two people in pairs of palms to freeze the blurred figures in the field.

Si Quan secretly said that it was not good. The two of them competed with internal strength and were almost defeated by both sides. Others were nervous about who would win, but he was nervous about the draw, so he would lose tens of thousands of taels of gold. How could the dealer lose money? So, a silent finger quietly attacked Huangfu Xiong.

Although cults use any means to kill people and do things, and they are disdainful of the stewardship, Huangfu Xiong is a man who almost got married with Ye Ziyi even if he pretends to marry. Therefore, he is extremely jealous when he meets his lover. There is no need to hesitate to choose to be in charge of the stewardship.

Just as the sergeant was about to succeed, an accident happened. The two men who were supposed to be stalemate suddenly increased their strength again. The air around them became illusory, and Feng Ji's Qiankun was also the same as Feng Ji's gyroscope. The two men swung from the ground like a gyroscope. The silence finger arrived as scheduled. Amid the sound of blood mist, a figure suddenly smashed into the pit.

"It's Feng Ji, Feng Ji lost!"

"Huangfu Xiong won!"

The crowd was so nervous that it was boiling, and of course some people were heartbroken. They could put a lot of money on Feng Ji.

The result of this made Siquan speechless. It was just a matter of blaming Feng Ji for being unlucky. It didn't matter, he had won the money anyway.

The Ming Cult quickly took away the unconscious Feng Ji, and Huangfu Xiong was also supported by several subordinates to leave the court. The passion seemed to have begun, and the second competition was about to take place: the son of the Witch and the Son of Tang Lun.

"Who is this Son of the Witch God? Who do you know?"

"I heard that it is from Tianfu. It seems that I have been hiding my strength before and I am ready to make a big splash today."

"It's a pity that he chose the wrong opponent. Tang Lun is the most outstanding among the younger generation of the Tang family, and is ranked 12th on the dragon list. It is said that he had entered the realm of Taoism not long ago. An unknown person actually challenged him. It turns out that the human heart is not enough to swallow an elephant!"

"Everything is possible, you can tell by looking at the odds. The Witch Godzi pays one or two odds, and the draw odds are one or one. The casino is the brand of Xuanji Building. They won't have any information incorrect, right?"

"Yes, there are ten bets on Tang Lun's moves

One loses one and five in the inner loss, and one loses ten in the inner loss. It seems that the son of the Witch God is not ordinary."

The crowd was talking about it, but Siquan stared at the man Wu Shenzi. Due to the rules of the game, he finally showed his head and overturned Siquan's previous guesses. He always thought that the son of Wu Shenzi was an iron skeleton made by Wu Zhen.

"Strange, there was no breath fluctuation at all. Little man, where did he come from?"

"The information before said it was a Iron Bones man, but now it is obvious that it is not. The flesh on his face is not fake."

"Silang has ever met the Iron Bone Man?"

"You also know that the culprit of the Fujiang City riot."

"So it's him! Please kiss Sister Wu Yao, I'll tell you a secret."

Situ Ying smiled and Si Quan pretended not to hear him and continued watching the battle. Not to mention whether this was a witch's temptation, she really didn't mind. Isn't it a long life to kiss Zhou Ji Wuyao in public? Didn't you see that everyone around you stood far away?

Zhou Ji Wuyao slowly got used to the moody habit of Situ Ying, the witch, but he was disdainful of Si Quan's deafness and dumbness, and kept saying that he wanted to be his own man. Do you dare not do this little thing?

"Little Demonic, what secret is so valuable that you dare to risk your man's life?"

"Sister Wu Yao wants to know? Why don't you take a personal opinion on Silang? It's guaranteed to be worth the money!"

"Ha, what's the difficulty?"

After the words came to an end, Si Quan's body was suddenly turned around and a pair of hot soft lips were printed.

"Oh, let go, I didn't say kiss!"

Situ Ying looked ugly and immediately pulled Siquan back to him. Siquan took advantage of it and was just secretly happy, closing his eyes and pretending to be stupid.

"I've kissed you too, what secrets do you tell me?"

"Hmph, the man who has touched me and wants to know my secret is absolutely impossible!"

"Are you playing tricks on me?"

Zhou Ji Wu Yao suddenly shook his momentum, and the people watching the battle finally came to the side and found that it was Queen Zhou Ji and the witch who quickly turned their heads away again.

"I've killed someone, Silang protect me!"

"Okay, Yingying quickly talk, I want to know too."

"Hehe, I'm just kidding Sister Wu Yao. I didn't know that Silang left that night. This witch godson fought with Liu Qianyu, but it was actually what you called the Iron Bones."

"It's him? Wu Zhen!"

"Is this the secret you told?"

"Yes, not only did I taste the best man in the world, but I also learned such a big secret. How about it, am I good to you?"
Chapter completed!