Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

Wan He snorted and glanced at Fu Zhu: "You are so obsessed with Young Master Liubo, have you seen his face with your own eyes?

Is it really exactly the same as Donghuang Taiyi? "

Husband Zhu raised his head high and said: "It's natural, it's the ancestral family tradition, the young master is unparalleled in his beauty!"

Wan He lowered the corner of his mouth: "The content of the family instructions passed down by your husband's ancestors is really original and unique!"

"You want to regret it?

It doesn't matter if you look ugly, but you still don't have credibility? "

"No, I didn't say I regretted it?

The problem is that the young master has disappeared for so many years and there is no trace of it. How can I find it on my own? "

Fu Zhu turned away and cursed: "There are two kinds of people in the world, one is good-looking and the other is ugly. You are caught in the middle. You are ugly!"

Wan He clicked his tongue, too lazy to argue with a spiritual pet.

Yan Tong pulled her: "Look, look, senior brother is going to win!"

In the ring, Chen Yi knew that his ability was not as good as Yan Zhong's, so he was ready to surrender after a few symbolic moves.

Yan Zhong turned sideways and suddenly turned his attack into defense, leaving him stunned for a moment.

"Senior Brother Yanzhong? What are you doing?"

Yan Zhong clasped his fists: "Senior Brother Chen Yi has great magic power, but Yan Zhong is not as good as him. I am willing to lose!"

He didn't react until Yan Zhongdu stepped off the ring.

What is the way?

Before coming, no one told him, what about this surprise?

The disciples under the ring were partially focused on Penglai Island and Tuotian Pavilion. Wen Zhuo and Mu Xiao were fighting inextricably.

Some of them were on the side of Leiyin Sect and Hehuan Sect. Song Qingyun and Qingdai were killing them with their big moves.

Only a small number of people were watching the competition between Kunlun Snow Region and Jinglongxuan, so much so that it had already been over for a long time and no one noticed that there was no one in the arena.

Yan Zhong returned to the auditorium and sat next to Yan Xiu.

"Why don't you try a few more moves before losing?" Yan Xiu asked.

"waste time!"

Wan He was surprised by the conversation between the two of them: "Second senior brother, you and the senior brother have discussed it, are you going to admit defeat when you go up?"

Yan Xiu: "That's not the case. Master said it, just let it be what you mean. There's no need to let them see our true level!"

Wan He was surprised: "Wow, is Master's structure broken?"

The other sect leaders stretched their necks and hoped that their disciple would win, but he actually told the disciple who was sitting down to hide his strength and make random gestures.

Do you blame her for showing off?

Her sect is not very progressive from top to bottom, okay?

Qin Yuanqian, as the host of the arena, threw a transmission talisman to Yan Zhong and asked him if he was willing to challenge Hongsheng.

Yan Zhong refused the challenge.

Chen Yi and Hongsheng faced each other.

When these two people met, the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Wan He has experience. Jinglongxuan and the Witch Doctor Sect have been fighting for many years. However, in the secret realm of the last demon-killing conference, the two seemed to have reached a certain tacit understanding. The specific details of this tacit understanding cannot be explained.

But you can see it by watching the game.

Chen Yi didn't try his best with every move, and Hongsheng didn't press hard every step of the way. The two fought in the ring for a long time, but they couldn't decide the winner.

Hong was panting: "Why don't you take out the dragon bone bow?"

Chen Yi also gasped: "I'm happy!"

Hongsheng waved his hand: "Forget it, I give up!"

Chen Yi suddenly fell at his feet. Hongsheng was about to lift his feet to leave, but he couldn't help but stepped on him.

Chen Yi cried out in pain: "Ah, it hurts so much, I can't do it anymore, I give up!"

Chen Yi stepped down, but this time Hongsheng was confused.

Maybe it was because the head was not opened properly. In the Yanzhong arena, two groups of people changed. One came up and the other came down. The ones who came down left. Monk Zhang Er who was standing on top was confused.

Qin Yuanqian's attention was also on his sect. When he turned his head, he didn't know when the fight was over again.

He was quite confused. Is Jinglongxuan that strong?

He defeated Yan Zhong quickly and was killed by the Witch Doctor Faction. It turns out that the Witch Doctor Faction is better than Jinglongxuan?

It is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. The strength of the small sect has advanced by leaps and bounds, which should not be underestimated.

At this time, Wen Zhuo also decided the winner. There was no suspense. Wen Zhuo won. Later, Song Qingyun also knocked Qingdai off the ring.

In this way, three captains were born.

Only now did the disciples in the audience have the energy to pay attention to the third arena. They were all a little curious when they saw that it was a new person.

"Who is that? I haven't seen it often!"

"Looking at the clothes, they should belong to a certain small sect. The clothes look familiar. I remember that at the demon-killing conference, there was a person named Yu Yao, holding Senior Brother Lian Jing, a disciple of the witch doctor sect. He was dressed like this."

"Oh, yes, that's right, it's the witch doctor sect. There aren't many people from the witch doctor sect. Is this their senior brother?"

"Yes, his name is Hongsheng, but the Witch Doctor Faction and Jinglongxuan have never dealt with him, and his strength is not as good as Jinglongxuan. How can this Hongsheng defeat Chen Yi?"

"What about that? Isn't it more confusing that Chen Yi defeated Yan Zhong?"

"It's a pity, it's a pity. I was just looking at Senior Brother Wen Zhuo, and I didn't even see how Kunlun Snow Region lost. I'm sorry!"

"Who says it's not the case? I glanced at the Leiyin Sect for free, but I didn't even think of looking at the Kunlun Snow Region. Do you think they would feel embarrassed if the major disciples of the Kunlun Snow Region lost to a small sect? Already?"

Everyone was talking about it, and Penglai Immortal Island was the most popular place. As they spoke, they all turned their heads to look at the Kunlun Snow Region disciples in a certain corner.

Looking at it this way, they couldn't accept it.

Wan He was grabbing a chicken drumstick, chewing on it and her mouth was shiny. Looking at Yan Dan next to her, she was holding a pig's trotter and chewing it deliciously. Next to her was Yan Yi, who was much more civilized than the two of them, just holding a pig's trotter. A bright red acacia fruit, one bite at a time.

He looked very relaxed.

Then there was Yan Yang, who was chewing on the claws, and Yan Tong, who was waving a big brick and smashing it hard on the ground.

With a "click", they shrunk their shoulders and heard Yantong happily scraping on the ground: "Oh, this one is good, this one is good, this one is not broken at all, who eats it?"

Yan Xiu said in disgust: "I want small pieces, give me the big walnuts!"

Yan Tong opened his hand with a slap: "Go, give the big piece to senior brother. Senior brother just worked hard in the ring and needs to replenish it. You can eat the small piece!"

Disciples of Penglai Immortal Island: Cut——

"Don't they know that Yan Zhong lost?"

"It seems so. If I knew about it, I would never replenish the big walnut!"

Someone affirmed.

Then I heard Yan Xiu's voice: "Elder brother lost the battle, why bother?"

Yan Tong glared at him: "You don't know that a disciple of Senior Brother's strength has to work harder to lose than to win!"

The disciples on Penglai Immortal Island had the urge to overturn the table.

This is not over yet.

After hearing Yan Tong's words, several other disciples immediately handed the half-eaten food towards Yan Zhong.

Yan Yang: "Thank you for your hard work, senior brother. I only took one bite of this claw. Don't dislike it!"

Yan Yi twirled the acacia fruit: "Elder brother, I haven't eaten it yet!"