Almighty Student

As the voice of the old boy fell, a beautiful woman came out behind, and the face of the beautiful woman was cold, and it was colder than the woman brought by the elder of Huashanzong. This woman is not someone else, it is elegant.

The coldness of the two is different. The woman brought by the elders is cold because she is not happy and has a cold that resists others.

The gentleness of the elegant is from the cold in the bones. After seeing the red dust, the hatred baptizes her whole person. Her cold is her whole person.

However, since the elegant practice of hate, she has become a lot more beautiful.

"Hey, who is she?" The three elders looked confused and elegant, and he never saw a gentleman.

"She is my new disciple, elegant, not to see you Qi Shishu and your three divisions." Tong Lao sat there leisurely.

"Qi Shishu is good, the third division is not good." Wen Ya gave a slight bow to the two.

"Well, yes, the little girl is very pretty." Elder Cheung praised that the male disciple behind him was staring at the elegant, and the elders found the status of his disciple, but did not say what.

"Thank you Qi Shishu for praise." Wen Ya said, but she is still cold and no smile.

"Well, the third child, is it better than you?" The boy started this time.

"Than, of course, I have brought three disciples today. You can come to the wheel battle. As long as the three of them are defeated, then I will lose." The three elders pointed to the three disciples brought behind him. Said.

He is very confident in his three disciples, because they have tried too many times with their disciples, and they have not lost.

"The third child, how do we get a bet this time?" The boy suddenly said.

When I heard the words of the bet, the three elders gave a slight glimpse, and the child actually said that they wanted to bet. This is a bit strange, because the child has never won them. Now the pressure bet is just like the white one. This is obviously The act of a fool.

But is the old boy a fool?

The three elders did not speak, he felt that there was weirdness inside, but there was nothing strange about it, and he could not say it.

"How old, are you afraid of losing?" said the old boy with a smile.

"Beyond, who is afraid of who." The elders' anger is also coming up. How can he recognize it? The elders are here, and if he thinks, the negotiations will be completely over.

Therefore, he must fight, even if the child has any tricks, he believes that any tricks are useless in the face of absolute strength.

"Okay, then I have a person here, you pick a person, we are only one game, I use my **** boxing as a bet, you use your fire dragon dagger as a bet, how?" I looked at the three elders very seriously.

"What?" The three elders stood up directly.

Looking at the old boy with a puzzled face, he really didn't understand why the boy would ask for these two things as a bet.

These two things are all pseudo-spirits.

"How? Can't afford to gamble, even if you can't gamble." The child said very casually.

"Well, I promise you." The three elders bit their teeth and said that the fire dragon dagger is his own weapon, just like the boy's **** glove, this is a pseudo-spirit, worthless.

boom!

The old boy directly threw his own boxing gloves on the ground and saw the action of the old boy. The three elders also threw their own dragon daggers on the ground.

"Welcome, look at yours, win the fire dragon dagger will be yours." Tong Lao looked at the elegant and said.

"Thank you Master." Wen Ya understands that this is the benefit of the child to her, this is also to accept her heart.

"You actually sent a new disciple to play?" The three elders asked the old boy, and Wenya was definitely not a mountain sect before, otherwise he could not know, how could a newly recruited disciple might be taller? It.

This is just like sending him a **** glove.

"Qinglin, you go, remember not to hurt her life." The three elders waved to the big disciple behind him.

"Well, don't hurt his life, interrupt one arm and one leg." Tonglao said the three elders said.

"Hey, two elders, you are not afraid of the big wind flashing your tongue. You use a new entry to compare with my chief disciple. Have you forgotten the strength of Qinglin? Qinglin is the strength of the late stage." The three elders boasted that he said this not only to the children, but also to the elders.

He is showing strength to the elders.

"My disciple is too talented. I don't know what strength she is now. Just let her try with Qinglin, but her child's temper is not very good, and the weight is heavy. You want Qinglin to take more responsibility. Said the child provocatively.

"Two elders, Qinglin's temper is not good, and one of your female apprentices has been disabled. Don't blame him." The three elders said evilly.

The elders and other people on the side were watching the play there.

"Master." The male disciple behind the elders wanted to say something.

"I know what you mean, look at it first." Elder Cheung saw through the minds of his disciple, but he still planned to watch the play first.

Wenya and Qinglin came to the stage at the same time.

"Sister, don't blame the teacher's heart and heart." Qing Lin said that he directly killed the elegant.

Wenya stood there and did not move.

"Be careful!" the male disciple behind the elders hurriedly shouted.

The elder boy looked at the male disciple and smiled. He knew that his plan was half successful.

Just when Qinglin was killed in front of the elegant, he was stunned by the whole person, standing there and motionless, the body seemed to be fixed there, and the elegance was still motionless.

"Qinglin, what are you doing?" the three elders shouted.

The elegant right hand slowly lifted up, and the squatting pinched to Qinglin's wrist, then the right foot kicked on Qinglin's leg.

Hey!

Two sounds, Qinglin's arms and legs were broken, and then Wenya punched the face of Qinglin, and the whole body of Qinglin flew out of the ring.

The three elders are blind.

This is a game.

Why didn't he even see what happened?

"Ah!" Just then there was a scream in the mouth of Qinglin.

"Qinglin, what happened in the end?" The three elders hurried forward and asked.

"Master, I don't know. I felt a big hatred just now. The hatred from small to big has emerged, and then I don't know anything." Qing Lin explained.

"Wen Ya, the fire dragon dagger is the gift that Master gave you, is you satisfied?" asked the old boy to Wenya.

"Thank you, Master." The elegant and respectful said, looking at the fire dragon dagger in his hand, Wen Ya clenched his fist, and secretly said: "Summer, wait for me, I must kill you personally."