Only Lin Ziyu, Zuo Yanghui, and the deacon in charge of the life-and-death battle were left on the ring...

"Lin Ziyu, you are finally here, why? Are you here to die?" Zuo Yanghui sneered, his face full of disdain and contempt.

However, Lin Ziyu ignored Zuo Yanghui's clamor, and his eyes quickly swept across everyone, and soon saw his target, Ying Shuli.

After looking at her, Lin Ziyu felt happy and then hooked her. Ying Shuli in a certain corner obviously noticed Lin Ziyu's movements.

Pointing to herself, after seeing Lin Ziyu nodding, she understood what Lin Ziyu meant.

He quickly squeezed through the crowd, and at the attention of everyone, Ying Shuli headed towards the arena.

Zuo Yanghui was so angry when he saw this. I scolded you, but you ignored me, but you are hooking up with my fiancée? Or is it the special mother in front of everyone.

At that moment, Zuo Yanghui became angry, but he did not take action now. The battle of life and death was officially started. He had to hold back. After the start, he decided not to kill Lin Ziyu with one sword and to slowly kill him.

Duan Yunxiang and Yang Manli in the audience were so angry when they saw this scene. They thought Lin Ziyu was calling them, but they were calling Ying Shuli, and their two seductive little mouths pouted.

Looking at Ying Shuli who was heading up the stage with a happy smile on her face, Du Yuze was also confused. At this time, why did the elder brother ask Senior Sister Ying to go to the stage?

But in the next second, his doubts were answered.

As soon as Ying Shuli got on the ring, Lin Ziyu walked towards Ying Shuli and slowly raised her hand to her face.

Ying Shuli was panicked. Although she was shy, she did not retreat or stop her.

Gently lifted Ying Shuli's loose hair behind her ears, Lin Ziyu said softly:

"Senior Sister A Shu, how about it? I haven't seen you for twenty-one days, but do you miss me? Are you in good health?"

Yes, since Ying Shuli left the Yinyue Forest and Lin Ziyu has been in seclusion since she came out, the two of them have not seen each other for twenty-one days.

boom!

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.

Is this a reminiscing of the past or flirting? You are not sure what occasion this is, this is a storm that will soon be a life-and-death battle.

The female disciples in the audience were blushing, and the male disciples were so angry that their eyes were bleating.

Damn, I know that Lin Ziyu is good at picking up girls, but do you need to go to the table in front of so many people?

What about dog abuse?

This is someone else's fiancée. Is it really good to be soaked in front of everyone?

What a thing!

Zuo Yanghui's face turned green now, his face was full of coldness and jealousy. His hands were clenched in fists and clenched.

In front of me, teasing my fiancée? Lin Ziyu, you must have screamed as if you were tragic to death under my sword...

Zhengyang Peak, the first seven peaks in front of the spiritual mirror, had a slightly changed face. Some were angry, some wanted to laugh, and some were still calm.

After being treated gently by Lin Ziyu in front of so many people, Ying Shuli's face suddenly became even more blushing, but she gently tapped her head.

This nod is interesting. It is not that I am thinking about Lin Ziyu, or that her health is fine.

"Senior Sister A Shu, I miss you too!"

Lin Ziyu took the initiative to understand the meaning as the previous one, and gently stroked Ying Shuli's side face with the middle finger.

"Yeah~~~"

Ying Shuli immediately felt an electric current in her body, which instantly invaded her whole body. She couldn't help but moan, and the blush on her pretty face became even more intense.

Seeing this, Lin Ziyu smiled evilly and wanted to gently caress Ying Shuli's nose.

"Enough!"

Zuo Yanghui finally couldn't control himself anymore and became angry.

"Lin Ziyu, you are such a mess, you are so bullying." Zuo Yanghui cursed gritted his teeth.

Another cold Ying Shuli: "A slutty bitch, you are my fiancée. You dare to hook up with other men in front of me. Sooner or later, I will sell you to a brothel as a prostitute, so that you can be a slut as you wish."

Zuo Yanghui's anger dispelled his reason and started to curse all the bad words.

When the female disciples in the audience heard this, they immediately had a view of Zuo Yanghui to freezing point.

Scum who has no respect for women.

He also sells it to a brothel as a prostitute, but I am Zuo Yanghui and you are a scum to sell it to a dough.

I'm gonna be!

Scum, scum.

After being scolded, Ying Shu’s face was as beautiful as a bitter gourd, and she was about to be sad in her heart. When she suddenly saw Lin Ziyu protecting herself, the sad haze disappeared immediately.

Seeing this scene, the girls in the audience's favor for Lin Ziyu were soaring. Look, this is the man who knows to protect the woman behind him and spoil her.

Some women in the audience have become ecstatic and have forgotten it, which makes Zuo Yanghui angry and scolded people, but it is all caused by Lin Ziyu's behavior.

Duan Yunxiang and Yang Manli were stunned when they saw Lin Ziyu's series of actions and looked at each other.

This junior brother Ziyu is indeed OK. He is about to fight for life and death soon, and he still doesn't forget to win the favor in the hearts of the senior sisters.

This method is indeed amazing!

Seeing this, Du Yuze twisted his face and his mouth twitched. It was amazing, my elder brother.

Your hand is good, and you can use it in one word.

praise!!!

He is worthy of being my eldest brother Du Yuze.

Seeing that the effect was achieved, Lin Ziyu protected Ying Shuli behind her, looked at Zuo Yanghui and smiled jokingly, and said:

"Zuo Yanghui, do you say that Senior Sister A Shu is your fiancée? No, no, I don't think so. After all, you are about to die. Where did you get your fiancée, right?"

"Lin Ziyu, you are such a mess, dare you be so arrogant, I..."

"when--"

Zuo Yanghui was about to curse, when a shocking bronze bell rang.

The hour has arrived.

"Cough! Cough!"

The deacon in charge of the life-and-death battle coughed twice and said in a stern voice: "Shi Shi Dao, the life-and-death battle begins soon. Please leave Taiwan quickly if irrelevant personnel."

No one? Ying Shuli naturally knew that she was talking about herself.

He raised his head and looked at Lin Ziyu, and his eyes were as tender as water, and said softly: "Ziyu, be careful!"

"Yeah, Senior Sister A Shu, don't worry!"

After receiving Lin Ziyu's guarantee, Ying Shuli got off the ring and wanted to return to her original position, but was invited by Du Yuze to a bunch of them.

Ying Shuli stepped down, Zuo Yanghui smiled coldly and said in a deep voice: "Lin Ziyu, your death date has come, I, Zuo Yanghui, will kill you here today!"

"Abuse me? How did I hear it? The sound of the bronze bell is the death knives that invite you to the Abyssin Hell?"

Lin Ziyu fought against each other.

"Cough! Cough!"

The deacon coughed twice, interrupted the two of them again, and said loudly: "The battle between life and death is based on means, and life and death is not a matter of life and death.

I announce that the life-and-death battle between Lin Ziyu, a disciple of Xiaoyao Peak, and Zuo Yanghui, a disciple of Zhengyang Peak, has officially begun."

As the sound of powerful force fell, the deacon immediately stood up with his sword, left the ring, and watched in the air.

Everyone in the audience suddenly fell silent, and the disciple who knew how to control swordsmanship also stood up directly with the sword, in a staircase shape, watching the battle of life and death.

The battle of life and death, Xuanyun Sect has appeared one year ago, and they have long wanted to live a happy life.

"Wow, it's so spectacular!"

Noting that at least five hundred people around him were instantly rising up with swords and there were many standing on the ground, Lin Ziyu couldn't help but exclaim. It was such a big scene!

Just in amazement, Lin Ziyu looked at Zuo Yanghui and chuckled, "Young Master Zuo, what's wrong, how can we fight? I'll stop until death?"

"Of course, if you take my fiancée and don't kill you, how can you laugh at the hatred in my heart?"

"Lin Ziyu, this mess, be ready to die!" Looking at Lin Ziyu who stood casually in front of him and smiled relaxedly, Zuo Yanghui sneered.

A coldness also appeared in his eyes, his fists were clenched, and the strong fire-type spiritual power flowed rapidly in his body.

A momentum belonging to the Body Refining Realm suddenly arises, which makes the cultivation level present feel a sense of strong oppression.

"Canghuo Fist!"

A little silent, Zuo Yanghui shouted softly, stepped on the ground with his feet, and the ground instantly shattered like a spider web. The next second, his body rushed straight towards Lin Ziyu.

He rushed out, and the red fire-type spiritual power surged on Zuo Yanghui's right fist, shining with a red light, demonstrating the heavy power of this punch.

Looking at the fist that was coming, Lin Ziyu chuckled a little, his five fingers were slightly bent, and his spiritual power surged in his body, and then he rushed to his right hand.

"Good come!"

"Look at me, the third level of Tai Chi Fist."
To be continued...