Zhao Xiaomao, leader of the Demon Cult

Qin Yan chased Zhao Kitten all the way, but he didn't expect Zhao Kitten to run so fast. Qin Yan first suffered internal injuries, and then leaked Yuanyang, and his strength was exhausted.Seeing Zhao Kitten run away, Qin Yan was filled with resentment, and thought of how hard he had practiced for many years. He had hoped that this time he would be able to feel elated, but his luck was so unlucky, so he felt a little sad again.

However, he was only sad for a moment, then returned to the room, put on his clothes and combed his hair by himself, after three years, it will be another three years, let's make persistent efforts!

The whole day, Zhao Xiaomao was very worried. He ruined the good deed of the elder brother, and his crime was even worse than Han Yifei.Zhao Xiaomao firmly believed that when he was asleep, the elder brother would jump up and slap himself to death to vent his anger.

Therefore, when sleeping these few days, Zhao Kitty was also careful, sleeping against the edge of the bed, in case Qin Yan would jump up and kill in the middle of the night.

However, to Zhao Xiaomao's surprise, after being irritable that morning, the elder brother became very calm, and even the usual "idiot! Bastard! Garbage! Scum!" was rarely scolded.It's just that it is still checking whether Zhao Kitten is a pillar every morning.Zhao Xiaomao looked at his little dick, and then looked at the eyes of the senior brother, still very worried in his heart, whether he would slap him down and cripple himself, and then sue himself for cutting his dick privately, so that he would be expelled from the teacher Door.However, to Zhao Xiaomao's surprise, Qin Yan just let out a melancholy sigh, and went out to practice by himself.

These days, Qin Yan is very depressed.Because of his melancholy, several juniors were bullied miserably.When Zhao Xiaomao and several senior brothers get together, they will always be accused: "Little brother! Who is it wrong for you to seduce! You are going to seduce the big brother!!!"

Zhao Kitten hugged her head: I am wronged! ! !Who knew that senior brother's concentration was so poor! ?

After seven or eight days of fear, he finally waited for the three-year martial art meeting. On this day, Moyunding was very lively. In the martial arts arena, all the platforms were set up, and some had Moyun written on them. Some of them are written with strange obscenity, some with spirit, and some with masculinity.

Because Zhao Xiaomao got into trouble a few days ago, he was both guilty and afraid of Qin Yan. He didn't dare to get too close to him, and he didn't dare to talk to the second senior brother Yang Wugong, so he could only talk to the third senior brother Gu Gu. explain.

Zhao Xiaomao pointed to the word "odd and obscene", and asked, "I can understand the other three, what is this?"

Before Gu Gu could speak, Qiming frowned: "Don't mention being so obscene...I'm going to die!!!"

It was only then that Zhao Xiaomao realized that this was what it was—a strange technique and a cunning skill...

Zhao Xiaomao asked: "Brother, isn't it just the formula for multiplication within ten? As for those who are dying or living?"

Qiming had a bitter look on his face: "Hey, you haven't learned it before, how do you know the difficulties!!!" Zhao Xiaomao nodded calmly.

In the middle of the four big arenas stood a small arena about three feet high and about ten square meters, which was used for the final martial arts competition. Zhao Xiaomao thought: This is probably the place where the big brother and Han Yifei will compete.

A horn sounded in the square, and everyone lined up obediently. Yang Wugong and Jin went to Moyun’s arena closely, Qiming went to Qiyan with a mournful face, and Zhao Xiaomao followed the elder brother to the masculine gang. next to.

I saw people constantly flying up from the edge of the cliff, some were old men with white beards, some were young girls, some were handsome boys, and some were dwarf children.

The martial arts arena was bustling with excitement, it was simply a huge festival.The leader, Huang Buyi, appeared in the midst of all the attention. He was wearing a purple brocade robe and a crown of wings. The gem on the ring in his hand almost blinded Zhao Xiaomao.He stood on the high platform in the middle of the martial arts arena and pressed his hands. Immediately, all the congregants shut up and looked at the leader in unison. , but the audience could hear clearly: "Everyone! This deity has been the leader for many years, and today is the first time to preside over this competition. I teach the rules of God. Anyone with the highest martial arts in this competition can win Challenge the position of leader! This deity hopes that someone can escape three tricks under my hands!"

When he said this, everyone shouted at everyone immediately, and Zhao Xiaomao also shouted a few words "the leader is mighty", and then looked around, only to see many beauties gathered near the spiritual arena.

Zhao Xiaomao wanted to ask others why this was the case. Most of the people who cultivated the spirit of the Nine Layers were women.But the master would not pay attention to himself, and the elder brother would roar, so he could only silently be bored in his heart.

After the sound of the trumpet, the sound of the drum will officially start the contest.Every junior disciple has to go on stage and fight each other. If they are not dead, they can challenge people from other factions.

Mo Yunsheng just stood with his hands behind his back, indifferently standing on the edge of the arena, slightly tilted his head, and looked at Qin Yan: "Is your internal injury healed?"

Qin Yan was in distress, so he gritted his teeth and was the first to jump onto the masculine martial arts arena.

Zhao Kitten turned his head and looked towards Moyun's arena, only to see that there were people he had never seen before. Han Yifei stood on the ground with a haggard face and looked up, clutching his chest.

The rest of the people also jumped onto the arena one after another. The arena of the four major exercises is very big, and it is only one meter high from the ground. Zhao Xiaomao hesitated whether to wait until the people were almost beaten up before going up. , but heard Master's voice ringing coldly in Zhao Xiaomao's ear: "Are you still going up?"

Zhao Kitten trembled all over, and jumped onto the ring.

The beating of the drums suddenly stopped, and the cruel contest began! !

Needless to say, when they first came to power, it was just factional disputes. Zhao Xiaomao, a few seniors, and Qin Yan's faction were either beaten or besieged by other factions.

Originally there were a lot of people jumping up, but at first they couldn't use their fists and kicks at all, they just squeezed each other, purely fighting for a meat shield, anyone with weak strength who was squeezed down, even if they lost, the masters in the audience would fight against each other. The guy who was squeezed out first was thrown directly to the bottom of the cliff and expelled from the division.

Zhao Xiaomao heard the screams one after another from under the cliff, and his heart trembled a little, because at this time, the ring was still crowded with people, if he was lucky, he was squeezed into the middle, even if he was beaten into a meat sauce , and will not fall off the stage.

If you are unlucky, needless to say, you will be squeezed down before you come up.

Zhao Xiaomao and his senior brothers linked arms at the beginning, forming a fleshy wall ring. Zhao Xiaomao held his seventh senior brother Wei Slowly in his left hand, and held his senior brother Qin Yan in his right hand. It was very crowded.

Zhao Xiaomao secretly said to Wei slowly: "Unlucky, you will also be kicked out of the teacher?"

Wei was slowly squeezed with a toe stuck in his nostril, unable to answer, only heard Qin Yan say: "Luck is also very important to a Jianghu person!" After a while, he added: "My luck Just bad!!"

Zhao Xiaomao had to carefully apologize again: "Brother, I really didn't mean to..."

Qin Yan's roar sounded earth-shattering: "Trash! Garbage! Scum! Idiot!"

After a stick of incense, the arena finally stretched its arms and legs.

The masculine martial art was loudly shouted, the palm wind roared with authority, and flesh and blood flew across the field, which was very majestic and majestic.

Because of Zhao Kitten's short stature and nimble dodging, he didn't pose any threat to others, so he didn't pay much attention to him. Instead, it was Qin Yan who attracted the powerful firepower.Besieged by a dozen or so people who practice masculinity.

Bang bang bang competition of fists, palm strength, if you don't pay attention, your head will be broken, it is really bloody.

The Moyun Divine Art is even more terrifying, with flying needles and hidden weapons flying around, handsome men and beautiful women flying together on the field, this one scolded: I fuck you asshole!The one who scolded: I cut your jj, and the hidden weapon of the flying leak hit the ring of masculinity and magic, and knocked down the ring who was standing against others.

It was the first time for the Jiuzhong spirit to appear. They usually live in secluded places and basically never go out. At this moment, everyone is sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at each other. From time to time, someone yells and falls off the ring. It seems that they have not been hypnotized. It was hit by the hidden weapon of Moyun Divine Art.

The most civilized person in the audience is probably the strange skills and ingenuity.

Everyone was lying on the ground, holding a brush in their hand, writing and drawing, and some people peeked at other people's, and if they were found out, they would beat them to death-kicked off the ring.

Huang Buyi stood on the highest ring in the middle, sneered slightly, and watched the farce and tragedy below.

The rest of the disciples of the Demon Sect who had already left their masters all came to watch the excitement, recalling the tragedy of their own participation in the martial arts competition back then.

An hour later, there were only about four or five people left in each of the four big arenas.

Those who are still in the ring are all practitioners of martial arts. Only on the stage of masculinity and masculinity, there is a 13-year-old child, dodging left and right, still persisting, he is the youngest one in all the rings .

Huang Buyi squinted his eyes slightly on the high platform, looking at Zhao Kitten, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

During the fierce competition, suddenly there was a clear howling from the bottom of the mountain. The howling sound fluctuated from high to low, up and down, sometimes like a thin thread, sometimes like thousands of troops galloping.Although the changes are great, they are always constant.

This was an unprecedented situation. Some elders in the church sat up from their seats and looked towards the edge of the cliff.

But suddenly they saw a blue shadow appearing suddenly, the blue shadow just swayed, everyone's eyes blurred, and they saw that shadow jumping onto the masculine magic ring.

Everyone thought: Oh, it turned out to be masculine!

But he didn't expect that the shadow just touched the masculine magic ring, then jumped high again, the roar stopped, and Qing Ying had already jumped onto the highest ring.

This was an unprecedented turn of events. The Demon Cult's martial arts competition was heavily guarded, but someone broke into it unknowingly. Everyone was shocked, and all the disciples of the martial arts competition stopped, and all looked towards the high platform.

I saw a handsome young man standing on the high platform, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with narrow eyebrows, wearing a white middle coat, a green shirt, and a long sword hanging from his waist. He was facing the sun and looking down at the crowd.

Some old people who have been away all year round recognized this young man and couldn't help exclaiming: "The Luo family in the Central Plains! It's the young master of the Luo family!!!"

The young man looked arrogantly at Huang Buyi, and said flatly: "Hand me over!"

Everyone in the Demon Cult was at a loss when they heard what the young man said, and they didn't know who the young man was looking for.

Huang Yi said: "It turned out to be the young master of the Luo family. You and I, two factions, never interfere with the river, you come to Moyunding, who do you want!?"