As soon as this statement came out, Cang Yuanji's face changed suddenly, staring at the old old demon, and his eyes were obviously angry.
The majesty of the majesty instantly rose up, and the clothes were automatically automatically.
The other strong men of Wuji Zong also stared at the old magic of Wu Tian. The posture seemed to be going to peel the old Lao Lao Lao Sheng.
The guests of the other forces present were a little weird one by one. Looking at the left and right, there seemed to be a touch of excitement in the eyes of the eyes.
Have a good show watching.
The old demons are here to kick the field.
And the kind of kick that is not left at all.
Wu Tian Lao Mo has grievances with the drunk Taoist. With such an opportunity to be a disgusting and drunk Taoist, he will definitely not let it go, but Wu Tian Lao Mo knows that the drunk Taoist is unpredictable.
I changed my mind and aimed at the disciples of the drunk Taoist.
If the disciples of the drunk Taoist, lost to the disciples of the Lao Lao Demon at the worship ceremony, wouldn't it mean that the disciples of the drunk Taoist were bad, and his own vision was also bad?
This is a very bad thing for the drunk Taoist himself and Wuji Zong.
"No Heaven !!!"
Cang Yuan said sharply without heaven, and a lot of explosion, "Today is a great day for uncle to accept apprentices. If you are here to congratulate, we welcome, but if you are here to make trouble, sorry, I have no pole.
Zong Rong can't lower your big Buddha! "
As soon as Cang Yuanji's words were finished, there were more than a dozen strongmen who rose into the air, and surrounded the heavenly old magic in the middle.
Looking at it.
But it doesn't matter if Wu Tian Lao Mo is full of faces.
With so many people present, the drunk Taoist can make the old magic look at it. Others are not enough.
The old magic of the sky never ignored the people of Cang Yuan and the strong of the Wumito Zongzong, but just looked at the drunk Taoist.
There are only drunk Taoists in his eyes.
At this time, the apprentice around Wu Tianmao spoke.
The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, bringing a taunt smile, and a fake fake fist, saying, "Dear seniors, juniors Zhao Qianyang is not talented, the teacher has no heavenly demon, and the practice of learning is only three years old, but he also asked himself.
I still learned something. Today, the junior Zhao Qianyang made a special trip here.
"Drunk Taoist predecessors, you are the most powerful, your apprentice must also be a dragon and phoenix among people, and juniors also want to learn from this exchange to recognize your shortcomings."
"I hope the predecessor is fulfilled."
"Of course, if you are worried that your apprentice is defeated, you have to stop that junior."
After speaking, Zhao Qianyang looked at the drunk Taoist with a smile.
There is a meaning of provocation in the eyes.
The dripping water is not leaking, it seems polite, and also left room for the drunk Taoist, but if you think about it, you will find that this is not the case.
Can't say what you refuse.
If the drunk Taoist refused to study the request, wouldn't he acknowledge his disciples in disguise.
And the drunk Taoist is a predecessor. In the face of such a "humble" junior, if you still have to refuse, can you say that you can't say it?
This Zhao Qianyang is really something.
The drunk Taoist was angry, but on the surface, it did not show the slightest.
He was carrying his hands and looked at the Lao Demon without expression.
The heavenly old demon looked at the drunk Taoist without showing weakness.
The space between the two seems to be trembling slightly because they can't bear the weight.
This is the confrontation of the two at least the peak of God's peak. The surrounding air flows, and many people can't hold it and remove it.
After a while, the drunk Taoist suddenly laughed and said, "Oh, okay, the children communicated well, and they were mutually promoted to promote each other, but ..."
The drunk Taoist paused, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. Like a blade, crossing the space, and fiercely on the face of Wu Tian Lao Mo, making a strong man like the old magic of heaven feel the cheeks.
It hurts for a while.
"Children are not happy enough. How about this, the children have finished their discussions, regardless of the victory or defeat, our two old guys have also had a trick? Let me see if you are not dead.
! ""
Between the words of the drunk Taoist, there is a strong killing intention.
When these words were exported, the space nearby suddenly shocked, just like the thunderbolt bombarded the sky.
He rarely became so angry. This time, the old magic of heaven came to play with his apprentices, and it was indeed angry that the drunk Taoist.
The eyes of the Lao Demon beating twice.
He suddenly regretted coming over.
In the past, Wu Tian Lao Demon always thought that the strength of the drunk Taoist was at most stronger than himself, but now facing the angry drunk Taoist, Wu Tian Lao Mo suddenly discovered that the strength of the drunk Taoist is far more than himself.
Well, it is much stronger!
According to the estimation of Wu Tian Lao Mo himself, he has more than 40 % of the victory to the drunk Taoist, and even if it can't be played, it is okay to retreat with the whole body, but now, the victory of the Lao Lao Demon has been reduced.
It's less than 10 %!
But now that things have developed to this point, there is no way to retreat.
And the personality in his bones does not allow himself to retreat without fighting.
So Wu Tianmao nodded fiercely and said loudly: "Okay! Drunk old ghosts, I also want to teach you the trick!"
"hehe……"
The drunk Taoist sneered twice and looked at Zhao Qianyang.
Zhao Qianyang suddenly felt numbness, and was stressed by such a strong. It was still very stressful.
Douda's sweat beads flow from Zhao Qianyang's cheeks.
The Lao Demon spanned one step, blocking Zhao Qianyang, and stopped the pressure from the drunk Taoist for him.
The drunk Taoist retracted his eyes, turned his head slightly, and looked at Jiang Yunfan and Lin Fan behind him.
Jiang Yunfan stepped forward and said solemnly to the drunk Taoist: "Master, the disciples will not be embarrassed to your elderly."
"Um."
Drunk Taoist nodded, nothing to say.
He is still very confident in his disciples.
Lin Fan glanced at Jiang Yunfan, patted his arm, and said, "Brother, be careful."
Jiang Yunfan smiled slightly, nodded towards Lin Fan, and then a little on the ground, bringing a few shadows behind him, and instantly appeared on the stage of the show.
"In Jiang Yunfan, please enlighten me."
Jiang Yunfan's body was upright like a gun, standing on the ring, watching Zhao Qianyang far away, saying clearly.
Zhao Qianyang glanced at the old demons, and then flickered, and also landed on the platform. He stood opposite Jiang Yunfan, with a smile on his face, and said arrogantly, "Jiang Yunfan, right? You hear it clearly
My name is Zhao Qianyang, remember this name, because he will be your nightmare! "
Jiang Yunfan didn't say any nonsense, but just raised one hand and hooked his fingers towards Zhao Qianyang.
Zhao Qianyang was obviously a arrogant person. Where could he suffer from Jiang Yunfan's attitude? He suddenly burst into a drink. He stunned a sword tactical in his right hand and pointed at the sky.
"!"
"!"
The double sword behind Zhao Qianyang was instantly out of the sheath!
One green one purple.
The double sword light shone in the world instantly.