Tian Ling'er pushed away the crowd, cried out and held Yang Peng's hand and shouted.

Seeing Tian Ling'er like this, he wanted to come up to check Yang Peng's figure and couldn't help but pause. He hesitated, disappointed, heartache, and all kinds of complex emotions were written on his face. He stood silently and looked at him quietly.

The girls surrounded by Yang Peng.

After a while, Yang Peng gave out a breath of turbid air with difficulty, his face regained a little bloody color, and he smiled weakly: "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying? And Ling'er, don't shake it, if you shake it again, maybe I'm

I really hang up with my legs as soon as I kicked my legs."

Hearing that Yang Peng was still intent to joke at this time, Tian Ling'er burst into tears and scolded, "You bad guy is still intent to joke at this time. When you get ready, see how I deal with you!"

Yang Peng grinned and said, "I can't ask for it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that everyone in Xiaozhufeng looked at him and Tian Ling'er, and Zhang Xiaofan's face was also very strange. Yang Peng sighed in his heart: "This time, the matter has been revealed, I am thinking about this time.

Don't pretend to faint."

Of course, Yang Peng did not faint. Taoist Cangsong in the sky fought with Master Shuiyue, and all the Taoist techniques were like life-and-death enemies.

Su Ru looked at the battle in the sky coldly, her light blue clothes fluttering, ready for battle at any time.

Master Daoxuan roared into the sky, and the Tai Chi pattern came out of his body and rushed towards the two people in the sky. Master Shuiyue and the other two dared not take it forward, so they quickly avoided floating in the air and looked at them with glaring.

At this time, Master Daoxuan said, "Enough! You all think I'm dead. What's the best event now by you? Why don't you come down quickly? When will you fight?"

For a moment, everyone changed color and dared not move.

The two returned to the ground honestly, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect hurriedly hid far away.

Daoxuan Zhenren has been in charge of the position of chief sect for many years. He always looks kind, but today he is really angry. In addition, his Taoist practice has already reached the mysterious and mysterious Taiqing realm, and he has accumulated power.

No one dares to disobey.

Seeing the two of them coming down, Daoxuan Zhenren said with a cold face: "When today's competition is over, the first person from the seven veins will go to Yuqing Palace to discuss matters, and the injured will be carried back for treatment. In addition, Qi Hao, Longshou Peak, destroyed the competition rules and attacked his fellow disciples.

Those who are so vicious and vicious are those who are so vicious in the Demon Sect, so they are expelled from Qingyun Sect and forbidden to step in. Those who plead with mercy and disobey will be punished together!"

Qi Hao, who had just woken up a little, heard this, vomited blood and fainted again.

Taoist Cangsong said, "Senior Brother, this punishment is too heavy, and Junior Sister Shuiyue's disciples also committed such crimes. Why did they punish one person alone?"

Daoxuan Zhenren's eyes were like lightning, as if a divine light flashed by, he looked at Daoist Cangsong coldly and said word by word: "How do I punish me, do you still have to agree? If anyone still wants to plead for love, then

And expelled from the wall without any mercy!”

Taoist Cangsong looked as if dead ashes. He looked at Yang Peng viciously, as if he regretted not killing him at the beginning.

Yang Peng felt something and faced the eyes of Taoist Cangsong and said coldly: "Cangsong's head dares to make a bet with me?"

Everyone was puzzled. I wonder why Yang Peng, who was almost beaten to death just now, said such words now. Could it be that he was so sad that he was so sad.

Everyone present looked at the seriously injured Yang Peng. Even the Taoist Master Daoxuan and other leaders looked at him curiously, while Tian Buyi looked at him with a smile on his face, waiting for Taoist Cangsong to answer.

Taoist Cangsong was scolded by Taoist Xuan in front of so many people just now. He was in a very bad mood and had already reached the verge of an outbreak. When he heard Yang Peng say this, he couldn't help but say intrigue: "Oh, I'm here."

I'm curious about what bet you can have with me, if you didn't think I, Cangsong, was really something you, a disciple, could have played with?"

Zhenren Daoxuan frowned and said nothing.

Yang Peng coughed lightly, Wen Min gently stroked his back, giving him a good mood, so that it would be much better. Yang Peng continued: "Boy dare not. The so-called elder dare not refuse, the head of Cangsong just now

The two strikes on the boy are unforgettable, so the boy dared to ask the head of Cangsong to make a bet, and also asked the head of the sect to testify with the head of each leader and the Qingyun Sect colleagues."

He said politely, but he didn't even have any respect in his heart. Yang Peng would never be able to be polite to the person who almost killed him just now.

If I hadn't just relied on the long-term practice of Nirvana and made my body very different from ordinary practitioners, I would probably have died long ago and could not have died again. And just now, the Sun-Chasing Divine Sword and Yang Peng were in tune with each other and were in a critical moment.

Block some damage, otherwise he would probably not even have the strength to speak now.

There is no tingling area on the body, which is a reaction that only when the internal organs are damaged. Fortunately, the reality of immortality is infinite and it can be used to heal Yang Peng's already scarred body by himself.

Seeing that Daoist Cangsong almost beat him to death, Daoxuan Zhenren did not say anything about punishing him, how could Yang Peng be willing to be willing? So he decided to pay back the revenge, but now his strength is

It wasn't enough, so I had to make a bet, and what's the use of Yang Pengxiu's way if he didn't kill him?

The true man Cangsong laughed at the sky, his voice shook the yellow beams, and the birds flew out in shock. The disciples who were less capable of Taoism even turned pale and as if they were seriously ill. The Taoist Man Cangsong's eyes were full of splendor and said with a solemn expression:

"Okay! OK! OK! It's the first time in many years that I, Cangsong, have heard such an interesting thing. Let me tell you how to bet?"

"Two years later, you and I will fight in Qingyun Sect today, and we will never stop until we die!"

Everyone was uproared. Someone challenged the leader of the school with such ignorance. Such courage could only be described as fearlessness and fearlessness.

Even if Yang Peng's current Taoist practice is at the first level of Shangqing Realm, Taoist Cangsong is extraordinary and saint. Some people even speculate that his Taoist practice is at least the seventh level of Shangqing Realm. The gap between Yang Peng and him is simply that it is impossible to distinguish.

Even if he gives him more time, he can cultivate to that level?

This is something that has never been heard of since the establishment of Qingyun Sect. Such a behavior of Meng Lang is tantamount to seeking death.

Some people are even whispering to doubt that he might have been beaten so stupid just now, and his stupidity is no longer effective!

Master Shuiyue quickly stopped him and said, "Nothing! Yang Peng's disciple, what are you talking about? Wenmin, you can take him back to treat him."

Su Ru pinched Yang Peng's body, then deliberately squeezed his wound hard, with a cold light emitted in her eyes, and said to Yang Peng coldly: "Shut up if you don't want to die!"

Yang Peng was squeezed by her and took a deep breath, but his expression was unprecedentedly firm. He was about to turn over and salute. Master Shuiyue quickly stopped him. Yang Peng insisted: "I wonder if Taoist Cangsong dared to bet with the boy?"

Those who have seen Yang Peng’s previous competitions suddenly felt that the arrogant and domineering Yang Peng was back again and did not retreat because of this blow.

Zeng Shushu's eyes were lit underneath, and he murmured: "Tsk tsk, this junior brother Yang is becoming more and more incomprehensible, but this kind of spirit is the model of our generation of Taoism, and I admire it."

The Taoist Cangsong seemed to have heard something funny, and everyone behind him burst into laughter. He sneered and said, "Okay, I will give you this opportunity to seek death, and I will follow your words for three years.

From now on, life and death will be decided!”

After saying that, he greeted Daoxuan Zhenren and left with his disciple.

Zhenren Daoxuan kept watching coldly, without stopping or agreeing, but just looking at Yang Peng was very complicated.

Tian Buyi moved his fat body to Yang Peng and said, "You are very good boy. Now I start to appreciate you a little. I'm optimistic about you like you!

After saying that, he called Zhang Xiaofan and Tian Ling'er to prepare to escape.

Tian Ling'er followed Tian Buyi three times in one step. Tian Buyi smiled bitterly and said, "Hey, a girl is too old to stay, but that kid is really good, if he can survive until that time.

Zhang Xiaofan heard it in his ears, and his heart felt like he was lost.

Tian Ling'er said coquettishly: "Dad, what are you talking nonsense?"

Her face was red and very cute.

Tian Buyi saw his daughter's posture, took steady steps and laughed, saying, "Let's go, you and Xiaofan are going to compete soon. You want to see him and wait for the competition before going, I'll see that

The boy is very life-threatening and will not die for a while."

Tian Ling'er was said to be central to the point, and gave her father a blank look in shame, and followed her and left behind.

Yang Peng finally felt the pain and happiness. The girls of Xiaozhufeng refused and insisted on coming forward to help lift Yang Peng's other disciples of Qingyun, saying that they were clumsy and what if something happened to an accident.

So six or seven women were carrying a soft stretcher, and from time to time, some people asked Yang Peng about his feelings.

Every time I walked by a place, all my male classmates would salute him with a look of pain and anxious expression, and shouted: "Why is that person not me? I am willing to be injured every day."

Lin Qing'er would bend down carefully to help Yang Peng put his forehand, soften the pillow for him, and place it in place, and at this time her breasts became the contact point, and she pressed against Yang Peng several times.

On his face, Yang Peng could only pretend that he didn't know anything, lie down there and enjoy their careful care, humming.

My friend raised his head in a daze, and Yang Peng complained in his heart, why is this guy so unscrupulous? He is still so restless at this time. These are so painful for me, but fortunately, he puts his hands there and uses it.

Covering clothes avoids embarrassment.

The group walked along the way, saying that Yang Peng was too impulsive just now, but now things have become a foregone conclusion and cannot be reversed. So they had to admit it, but they had a strong concern and concern for Yang Peng.

Finally, I returned to my residence and fed Yang Peng with spiritual medicine, but the wound on my body had to be treated.

For a moment, all the girls in Xiaozhufeng were in an embarrassing situation, but the junior brother's injury could not be handled. Although these people were all for married women, it was no big deal to change clothes with the medicine for the injury, so this was a arduous one.

The character was handed over to Wenmin.

Wenmin was pushed to the room by everyone, and her face was so blushed that she didn't dare to look at Yang Peng.
Chapter completed!