"Illusions are only what the eyes see?" Yin Ping Aier was full of doubts. He looked at Yang Tian and seemed to have forgotten that the fighting spirit sword shining with golden light was between his eyebrows.
"Don't ask. Even if I explain it to you, I'm just talking to you. This is the insurmountable gap between ordinary people and geniuses. You, surrender!" Yang Tian said cool words in a light tone, and he was already pretending to be cool.
He was pretending to the point of proficiency. Everyone was stunned for a moment, but no one thought he was pretending. On the contrary, they thought what he said was perfectly normal. Because they saw with their own eyes that Yang Tian resolved Yin Ping. Ai
What an understatement of your incomparably powerful attack.
"Okay. Take your sword back!" Yin Ping Al sighed helplessly, seeming to say in frustration.
Yang Tian smiled slightly, and the fighting qi sword shining with golden light slowly disappeared from his hand, turned into fighting qi energy again, and returned to his body...
"Bring it here!" Yang Tian said calmly, and at the same time stretched out his hand.
I have to say, Yang Tian is sb.
Although this is his third life and he has experienced so much, Yang Tian no longer wants to be a bullshit hero and be burdened by a false reputation all day long. But he doesn't know that there are some things hidden in his bones that a person can't do no matter what.
changed.
The blood of a hero still flows in his body, well, his bones are still the bones of a hero.
Therefore, in the face of enemies, he is still too kind and too tolerant, even though he is very wretched.
He wanted to cut off Yin Ping Aier's penis obscenely, and penetrated Yin Ping Aier's anus obscenely... Moreover, he could have inserted Yin Ping Aier's head to pieces and let it bloom out of the vagina.
The red "brain flower"...but he didn't do that.
The chivalrous spirit in his heart made him never think of doing that.
"for you!"
When the sword in Yang Tian's hand that penetrated Yin Ping Aier's chrysanthemum disappeared, Yin Ping Aier suddenly said coldly.
At the same time, something was thrown onto Yang Tian's body extremely quickly. Almost in an instant, his body suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he was already a hundred meters away.
Instantly move the scroll!
What's still on Yang Tian's body is also a scroll!
Tens of thousands of spectators had no time to react before they heard loud "boom" and "boom" noises...
A huge explosion resounded in the sky above the martial arts arena, with flames shooting into the sky and flying sand and rocks all over the sky. Everyone's eyes widened in shock, and at the same time, girls screamed...
"He will be fine!" The third young master looked at the dusty and smokey battlefield quietly without moving. Only Yang Tian's indifferent and aloof figure could be seen in her mind. She believed that Yang Tian would still be fine this time. So.
, she didn't scream.
The one who screamed was the cute little princess. Of course, her scream was only from the perspective of the audience, like many screaming girls. It was instinctive.
Yin Ping Aier looked at the billowing dust and smoke in front of him coldly, and said angrily: "Genius? I am the prince too. How dare you cut my penis and explode my anus. Then don't blame this prince for being ruthless! What's more,
, I can’t lose! The power of the ‘flaming sandstorm’, haha! I want to see how you can escape it!”
"Flaming Sandstorm" is a ninth-level group attack compound magic of fire and earth elements. It is made by combining the seventh-level fire magic of hell fire and the eighth-level earth magic of meteorite falling from the sky. It forms a ninth-level magic that surpasses the eighth level——
Flame sand and stone explosion! The power is unparalleled, it is completely bomb-level, and the principles seem to be somewhat similar. This kind of magic, especially in the core area, is even more powerful! Even the well-equipped sword master cannot bear it in the later stage. More
Don’t talk about Yang Tian, a mid-stage sword master without any equipment!
Yin Ping. Aier felt a pity slightly. After all, Yang Tian was a rare talent, especially today's performance, which far exceeded his imagination. However, precisely because it exceeded his imagination, Yin Ping also felt that it was a pity.
Al was a little more vigilant. It would be fine if such a person really worked for you, but it would be very scary once he became an enemy!
What cannot be truly controlled is destruction!
What's more, he really can't lose.
He originally thought that it was a battle that he would win, so he dared to bet on the blue starry sky and the demi-god-level equipment on his body, but in fact, he had no right to give the blue starry sky and the equipment to anyone, or bet with anyone, because they were only
It's just something he can use temporarily. The real owner is not Yin Ping Al.
…
"Fire sandstorm!" The old man on the rostrum and the king stood up in surprise. The president of the warrior union exclaimed at the same time: "Ahem... the eldest prince... is too cruel. So.
What a seedling...the future is boundless! It should be..."
"It's a bit cruel." King Augusta Al suddenly interrupted the president of the Warriors Union and looked at the competition field. There was no expression of regret on his face, but a hint of appreciation, and he said softly: "But as a politician,
Xiaoping did a very good job, very good! He is not tired of tactics and deceit, and he eradicated hidden dangers, very good!"
It seems that these old guys also believe that the young man with the silver mask has died.
But Qi Qingfeng, the old man who seemed to be one with nature, nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes, staring at the smoky competition field...
…
For a moment, the entire martial arts arena was eerily quiet.
"Despicable!" Suddenly a voice exploded in the silent martial arts arena, and it was the voice of the skinny monkey Asa.
"How despicable!" Asa cursed angrily again.
Asa's words seemed to be a trigger, immediately igniting the anger of some people who were aggrieved for Yang Tian. Suddenly, the entire martial arts arena became noisy! Most of them were scolding Yin Ping Aier for being despicable and shameless.
If the law does not punish everyone, what about the prince, and what about the king?
Yang Tian's brothers also cursed one after another. For some reason, seeing the fight between the blond boy with the silver mask just now, all the brothers felt very happy and invisibly stood on Yang Tian's side.
Lu Xi gently pulled Asa, who looked angry. Perhaps she was the only one who understood that Asa was not just angry from an audience! Because, Yin Ping Al on the competition field was Asa's since childhood.
A person you despise!
Seeing the enthusiastic scolding of the brothers, Asa seemed to be relieved a little. At this time, he strangely found that the third young master had a pious face and looked at the playing field quietly. The restlessness around him did not seem to affect him at all.
Same as her!
"Boom!" Suddenly a loud noise appeared in the competition field, which immediately overwhelmed everyone's curses.
They all turned their heads to look, and saw that in the competition field where the dust and smoke had cleared, the ground that had been blown into black pits suddenly exploded! A soaring golden light rose from the ground, and Yang Tian's figure bounced directly from the ground.
It came out, rose high into the sky, and directly formed a golden stream of light, rushing towards the stunned Yin Ping Al as fast as lightning!
Yin Ping Aier, the sb, thought that Yang Tian had been bombed and there was nothing left. He had won the game and felt relieved, but what he didn't expect was...,
There was no room for reaction at all. Tens of thousands of spectators heard an angry roar, followed by screams!
"How dare you play dirty tricks with me!"
"Bang bang bang!" "Ahhh!"
Yin Ping El's exposed face suddenly turned into a bloody mess again. Yang Tian grabbed him like a chicken, holding his head and pushing it on his knees. He thought that he should be killed in two or three strokes.
The SB's brains exploded, but what surprised Yang Tian slightly was that although his vindictive knees exploded the SB's flesh and blood, they could not completely explode him. There seemed to be a layer of something protecting him.
It lives inside Yin Ping Al’s head!
"I will cripple you even if I don't die! I hate rotten people like you the most in my life!"
"Poof!" "Ah!"
Everyone was dumbfounded. They had seen crazy people, but they had never seen such crazy ones. They saw Yang Tian hitting Yin Ping Aier's head like a terrifying messenger from the region.
, and at the same time, he grabbed Yin Ping Al's arm and twisted his legs violently, like twisting a twist. The sound of "creeping" bones breaking continued to be heard. Almost instantly, the bones on this guy's body
I don’t know how many have been interrupted!
"Stop!" A majestic shout suddenly came. A figure appeared strangely in the barrier. It was the king of the El Empire, Augusta. El. The golden fighting spirit filled his body.
, as if wearing a golden coat, powerful aura and coercion emanated from him, staring at Yang Tian angrily.
"Who are you? Don't you know I am competing?" Yang Tian had no intention of stopping. He held Yin Ping Al, who was completely unconscious, in his hands lightly, and became arrogant without even looking at Augusta Al.