Money-making son, black-bellied mother

Jun Tianao's face was gloomy and dripping water, his hands clenched tightly into fists, Master Wu Zun was abolished by her like this, and those few silver needles in her hand, what kind of treasures are they?

"Your Majesty, this woman is so vicious, Your Majesty, you have to decide for Mrs. Hong!" Ximen Yuanhai suddenly knelt down on the ground.

"Hehe!" Feiyang smiled coldly, "Death is inevitable on the ring, you say I am vicious, if she doesn't die, then the one who dies is this lady, if this lady dies, who will call me wrong! "Shen Feiyang said that she had already arrived in front of Ximen Ziyan, and no one saw how she made the move, but Ximen Ziyan's body had already been flying into the air.

"Ximen Yuanhai, you'd better save yourself! I'm a good-natured girl, so I'll spare Ximen Ziyan."

boom!what!

Ximen Ziyan's body just landed on Ximen Yuanhai's body, and Ximen Yuanhai was smashed to the ground, holding Ximen Ziyan who was still twitching in his hands.

"Ziyan, Ziyan!" Ximen Yuanhai yelled loudly while hugging Ximen Ziyan. Everyone who has practiced ancient martial arts knows that although Ximen Ziyan's life is saved, the ancient martial arts are completely abolished and become An acquired waste material.

"Your Majesty! You have to make the decision for Ziyan!"

"Your Majesty, you have to give..." Before Ximen Yuanhai could finish his words, Jun Tianao suddenly roared, "Enough, life and death are inevitable in the ring, it's only because she is not good at learning, the next round is the third!"

Jun Tianao looked at Shen Feiyang sharply, he really wanted to see how capable this woman was.

"Hehe, Your Majesty is wise!" The corner of Shen Feiyang's mouth curled up in a beautiful arc, and his eyes looked at Ximen Yuanhai for a moment, "Who will compete in the third match!"

Ximen Yuanhai's eyes were scarlet, looking at everyone, Mrs. Hong was their trump card, how high was Mrs. Hong's ancient martial arts, and she just died like this, no one could catch up.

"Do I raise you all to eat?" Ximen Yuanhai suddenly roared loudly, and then saw that many people lowered their heads, "You..." Ximen Yuanhai almost didn't come up in a breath of anger.

"Haha! The rumors of the Ximen family are very powerful. Is this the only thing I saw today? It turns out that they are just a group of juniors who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"Smelly woman, you actually insulted my Ximen family, I'm fighting with you!" A white shadow flew onto the stage in an instant, and a rudimentary fighting spirit of a martial sage struck towards Feiyang.

Feiyang looked at the young man taking the stage calmly, Gu Wu, a member of the Ximen family, was indeed not simple, the man looked only in his twenties, and he was actually at the level of a martial saint.

Feiyang's purple eyes flashed!As soon as the fighting spirit came out, everyone was sure that Ximenyu was dead, but they found that Feiyang didn't scare her to death at all, but just suppressed her fighting spirit.

"You... Do it! Do it! Do it!" Ximenyu roared like crazy.

Feiyang looked at him and smiled coldly, "There is a huge difference in skill between you and this lady, it would not be an honor for this lady to win against you!" Feiyang's eyes flickered and he looked back and hugged Beiming Yichen.

"Cousin Yichen, as the eldest grandson of the Beiming family, don't you have to do your part!"

Beiming Yichen's eyes dimmed, the arena is definitely a good opportunity to practice, he quickly got up and flew onto the arena, "Brother, be careful, that man is a junior martial artist." Beiming Qinglian yelled worriedly.

It's just that Beiming Yichen ignored her at all, and soon came to Feiyang.

"I'll leave it to you here!" Feiyang smiled faintly, and as soon as he retracted his fighting spirit, his figure flickered, and he had already stepped off the ring.

There were only two white figures left on the stage, Beiming Yichen was the peak martial king, and Ximen Yu was a junior martial saint. Ximenyu thought he felt wrong, and finally confirmed that Beiming Yichen was really the peak martial king.

"Hehe!" Ximen Yu smiled coldly, "Beiming Yichen, since you are here to die, I will help you!"

"Heart is united." Ximenyu didn't want to waste time, so he directly used his combat skills, and in an instant, he saw a mass of fighting spirit like a huge boulder appearing on Beiming Yichen's head, directly pressing towards Beiming Yichen.

"Uh, mother, that kid actually used combat skills!" Shen Xiaobai said suddenly, and everyone in Beiming's family was sweating for Beiming Yichen, because Beiming Yichen's peak martial king was not as good as Ximenyu's. This guy used his combat skills again, and all his eyes widened and he looked ahead.

Beiming Yichen didn't panic, and quickly gathered the fighting spirit of the peak Wuwang on his body, and directly fought towards Ximenyu, not caring about the battle spirit above his head at all.

"Ah! This style of play is terrible!"

"It's not that I don't want to die, but I want to die together!" Beiming Yichen's close combat is aimed at Ximenyu's vital point. If Ximenyu doesn't accept the move, even if his combat skills hit Beiming Yichen, Beiming Yichen is dead. , he can't survive.

Almost no one dared to use this perverted style of play, "How could you!" Ximen Yu quickly closed his move.

"Hehe!" Beiming Yichen smiled coldly, "There is nothing wrong with this young master coming to power today, either you die or I perish." See you, approaching Ximenyu again, his figure is fast, like an ancient martial arts competition They were all battle qi attacks, but Beiming Yichen was not. He penetrated all the battle qi into his limbs.

With strange movements, he directly fought Ximenyu.

"Uh! What's your style of play?" Ximenyu was forced back by Beiming Yichen, unable to wave his fighting spirit at all.

Not only Ximenyu didn't know what this style of play was, but even Jun Tianao, Yun Sa and others didn't know what this style of play was.

"Mother, Uncle Yichen is really a child who can be taught!" Shen Xiaobai praised without hesitation.

That's right, Beiming Yichen used the boxing and taekwondo in the booklet that Feiyang gave him, but now he only uses close combat.

boom!

A fist landed directly on Ximenyu's face, "Ah!" Ximenyu screamed, before Ximenyu could react, Beiming Yichen bent his knees slightly, and directly pressed on Ximenyu's dick. The move is steady and ruthless.

"Ah!" The scream was worse than before.

Ximenyu's painful eyeballs almost popped out.

"Uh, it's so miserable, Ximen's family is considered dead this time!" Shen Xiaobai yelled from below, fearing that everyone would not know that Beiming Yichen just kicked Ximenyu's little dick.

Ximenyu was in pain because he was in a hurry and screamed wildly, but Beiming Yichen didn't seem to notice it at all. He raised his hand and poured a fighting spirit into his palm, using his hand as a blade, directly cutting like Ximenyu's. neck.

Chi!A column of blood spurted out, and Ximen Yu's head had already flown off the field, landing right at Ximen Yuanhai's feet.

"Ah! My son!" Ximen Yu is Ximen Yuanhai's only son. When he saw his son's head, Ximen Yuanhai rolled his eyes and passed out.

Everyone even forgot to breathe, when did the members of the Beiming family become so cruel, Yun Sa on the side blinked, and had already reached Feiyang's side.

"Woman, this man has been trained well by you! The prince wants to ask you to teach me how to train the prince."

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