The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

“It’s easy!”

Retracting the gods and demon sticks, Ye Mo was a little excited. This is two real immortal strongmen. Now he is suppressed by the demon space. When his strength is raised, he has a way to deal with them. [((八〈一小_说{网])]]

"You don't want to be too proud. This time you can suppress the two immortals. It is the help of Yi Qianxi. If you encounter an inferior strong man in the future, think about how to escape."

The black front could not help but say.

"Don't suppress the immortal strongman, anger him, let him display the martial arts, I will absorb it and reinforce the power of the world."

Ye Mo smiled.

Sure enough, the immortal strong man, completely angered, and even provoked three Xianwu Tongneng, are useless, and finally ended up being crushed by the black front.

As for Ye Mo, at this moment, it is also awakening to the power of the seventy world.

He was very satisfied with the strength of these strengths.

Ye Mo is now strong in strength, he is not clear, but he faintly feels that the general double-strong power of the strong, he can easily break.

"This time to save the fat man, although thrilling, for me, there is no small improvement."

Ye Mo smiled and then thought of one thing. He suddenly patted his head and said: "I predecessors, calculating the time, the contest has already started, and I don't know where to go."

"Ye Mo, you don't have to call me a predecessor. You saved my life and helped me to suppress the two immortals. It is a real comrade-in-arms. How can we become brothers?"

Yi Qianxi said immediately.

"What? Brother? Where does this make you a strong man of immortality and the ancestor of Fu Zong."

Ye Mo was shocked and immediately pushed off.

"Haha, what ancestors are not ancestors, so it is fixed. In the future, I will call you Ye Mo's brother."

Yi Qiang took a shot of Ye Mo’s shoulder.

"Ok!"

Ye Mo nodded and his body shape changed again, turning into the appearance of Nanfeng.

"Ye Mo, is this what you are?"

Iqian asked curiously.

"No, this is a person I pretend to be a Nanfeng son. I am also able to get close to Ilo because of the identity of the Nanfeng son. I found out that Fuzong was a traitor. This is my original appearance."

Ye Mo shook his head and turned back to the original, let Yi Qianxi look at it, and re-formed the appearance of the Nanfeng son.

"It turns out, yes, what you said just now, the contest is like, what is going on?"

Yi Qianqi suddenly remembered what Ye Mo had just said, and could not help but ask.

"I am a big brother, this is the case. Since you and Fu Fatzi have disappeared, Fu Zong has been repeatedly suppressed by Emperor Zong and Dan Zong. It is already in dire straits. Under the circumstance, Ilo is planning to hold a contest and want to use this. Ways to marry a powerful force to ease the pressure on the Zongmen."

Ye Mo said slowly.

"Marriage? Now that I have returned, Zhen Tianfu has recovered to the level of the best soldiers. Even if the apparatus and the Danzong teamed up, I will not look at it. Moreover, my family’s Ilo is not what they can match. To marry, you must marry a young talent like Ye Mo’s younger brother.”

Yi Qianxi snorted and his face was slightly disdainful.

Ye Mowen said that it is also a smile. Now that Yi Qiang has returned, it is no longer meaningful to recruit relatives.

"Let's go!"

Yi Qian’s big hand plundered, and he took Ye Mo directly to the proud world.

At this time, the contest was also brought to the final moment, and the young people who guarded the tomb were finally present. Originally, they thought that the young people who guarded the tomb could be defeated in the same way.

However, the fall of the dust again used his powerful talent to tell everyone that he is unbeaten.

The audience around the square was once again shocked. Finally, he shook his head helplessly. Although it was not a hundred-game winning streak, no one had come on stage to continue to challenge.

"This is where the dusty fruit really has no suspense to win this time, and the success of the beautiful woman."

"Yeah, now the ancient Wuji has no intention to challenge, the guardian youth, Yuan Qingtian and the shadow style have all lost, no one can beat him."

The people talked again.

Yi Fan turned his body and looked up at Yi Hao at the edge of the attic fence. He arched the archer: "I Hao Yi Zong, now a young talent with strength, has been defeated by me. No one dares to challenge. I think, don't waste everyone's time and announce the results directly."

Yi Hao heard the words, but also frowned. "According to the rules of recruiting relatives, once there is no challenge, you must wait for half a day. Once half a day has passed, no one has challenged, and I can directly announce the result."

The falling dust also shook his head slightly and said: "If this is the case, then I will restore some divine power again. If there is a guy who doesn't have long eyes and dare to waste my time on the stage, don't blame me for being mad."

If the fall of the dust waits for a long time, suddenly there is another person on the stage, after the fall of the dust to defeat it, and have to wait for half a day.

The young talents around me, I dare not have any thoughts, and can only wait for the results slowly.

During the time, the scene was silent.

"Why don't you still appear? Have you really left? Why? Why? Since you are not planning to shoot, don't give me hope, you are a big liar."

Sitting in the attic of Ilo, listening to the figure passed outside the attic, the two lines of crystal tears could not help but fall.

The first time she believed in a person so much, she was deeply hurt.

"To tell the truth, this time I was a bit disappointing. I was disappointed because the so-called Nanfeng Gongzi did not appear. When he first taught Lin Zehai, you should all know that Lin Zehai is my person. He is said to call it. ""

Sitting on the ring, the falling dust ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ said faintly: "However, it seems that he is already daring."

Time, bit by bit, past half a day, is finally the past.

The fall of the dust finally no one challenged, successfully won this time to recruit, he also stood up, faintly said: "Izong Lord, no, I should call you Laozhang now, let Miss Ilo down."

"Hey!"

Yi Hao sighed and turned to look at Ilo, saying: "Ilo."

"I understand."

Ilo’s tears in the corner of his eyes stood up and jumped directly from the attic, falling in front of the falling dust. The two stood together, and they were just a pair of geniuses.

"Everyone, now I will announce."

Yi Hao’s words have not been finished yet, and an old voice is passed on: “Announcing a ghost, this is a match, and it’s not done.”