Fairy

Hearing Wang Xian's words, Meng Huan wished he could find a crack in the ground and scolded in his heart: "Junior Juyang is serious, he knows that the Lion Lin is an ordinary gift, and he said it loudly on purpose, isn't this intentional to make me lose face. "

Wang Xian waved his hand calmly and shot, a golden light flew towards Lei Ying.

Lei Ying's expression was displeased, and she reached out to grab the golden light. When she looked at it, she looked happy, and with a flick of her hand, a ninth-rank supreme lion king appeared in the open space in the center of the hall, with golden armor all over her body, majestic. stern.

Lei Ying smiled coquettishly and said: "The ninth-rank supreme Lion King is very rare. Yes, Senior Brother Meng Huan has put his heart into it. Thank you, Senior Brother Juyang."

Wang Xian and Meng Huan clasped their fists at Lei Ying and smiled.

Immediately afterwards, the monks continued to offer their own gifts. Although Meng Huan's gift was not the most expensive, it was still of the upper middle class. What was rare was that it won Lei Ying's favor. Wearing the golden armor on it, I can't put it down.

Meng Huan watched Lei Ying's jade-like little hand sliding on Shilin's body, as if that jade hand was walking on his body, feeling comfortable all over his body, he glanced gratefully at Wang Xian, and said via voice transmission: "More juniors Juyang, Senior brother will remember this favor."

"My brother, you're welcome." Wang Xian replied via voice transmission.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and a deep friendship flowed in their hearts.

After the gift was presented, Lei Ying clapped her hands, and a moment later, the dancer danced gracefully in the hall.

Their fluttering long sleeves and swaying purple clothes made the monks present feel refreshed.

After singing and dancing, some monks suggested taking advantage of the moonlight to go to the competition stage in front of Lei Ying Hall to compete in skills.

Kyushu is chaotic, monks are aggressive, every banquet, there must be a fight to add to the fun, otherwise a banquet will be regarded as a boring banquet.

Lei Ying had fighting blood in her bones, she hit it off and led the monks to the competition stage.

The Lei family has set up a competition platform in front of every important hall. The Lei family's competition platform is very special. Once entering the competition platform, there will be a field formed by lightning, which is convenient for both parties to use big moves without destroying the Lei family's power. architecture.

As soon as the monks approached the competition platform, the two Nascent Soul monks snorted coldly and fell onto the competition platform together. Immediately, a huge thunder curtain covered the competition platform.

Those who couldn't wait to fly into the competition stage were the two Nascent Soul cultivators presented to the third lady, Bao Wanlei and Xi Xiaoshan.

A Nascent Soul cultivator sacrificed a wind shield, and the shield flew up to the sky above the competition platform, turning into a sky, in which the wind and thunder roared like a mad dragon and an angry beast.

Another Nascent Soul cultivator sacrificed his Yinbing Thunder Spear, and shot thousands of spear shadows towards the Yinfeng Thunder Shield.

Immediately, a fierce battle between Yinfenglei and Yinbinglei appeared in the space of the competition platform.

All kinds of big moves appeared in the space of the competition stage, the Yinfeng Dragon and the Yinbing Beast roared and fought fiercely with each other.

The battle lasted for an incense stick, and the cultivator holding the Yinfeng Thunder Hood panted and exited the competition stage. Before leaving, he gave the cultivator holding the Yinbing Spear a vicious look. He was inferior in skills and had to admit defeat.

The Nascent Soul cultivator holding the Yin Ice Spear was also slightly better, flew out of the competition platform, raised his head and laughed wildly twice.

Wang Xian immediately lost interest in watching the anticlimactic end of a battle, and wanted to find a secluded place to rest, but found countless cold eyes locked on him.

"What's going on here?" Realizing that something was wrong, Wang Xian hurriedly entered a piece of divine consciousness into the crossing soul flag, and asked Guo Juyang, only then did he understand the whole story.

It turns out that Guo Juyang has the nickname Giant. This nickname does not refer to how powerful he is, but to refer to his masculinity (chacha is very powerful). Xiu became the Taoist partner of other male cultivators, so many male cultivators hated him to the bone.

"This Guo Juyang has caused so many troubles. It's really troublesome." Wang Xian sacrificed his jade flute, and glanced at the monks coldly.

A male cultivator with a full face couldn't bear it, stood up, and said to Wang Xian, "Guo Juyang, I'm going to fight you today, and you'll have your mouth full of teeth."

Wang Xian glanced mockingly at the rough male cultivator, and with a movement, he flew to the competition stage, thinking: "The one who should come can't avoid it, since I use the identity of Guo Juyang now, I will take Guo Juyang's grievances and grievances away." Take all the grievances."

After making up his mind, Wang Xian's expression became firm, exuding a victorious power from his body.

The flesh-faced male cultivator yelled angrily, and shot dense rain and thunder with his hand. The fist-sized rain and thunder shot at Wang Xian like blossoming flames.

Wang Xian waved his jade flute, his figure fluctuated, like a ghost, attacking frequently, smashing the rain and thunder into pieces one by one.

The flesh-faced male cultivator did not expect Wang Xian to catch his rainy thunder so neatly, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he shot more dense rainy thunder again.

Wang Xian looked at Yin Yulei, as if he saw the tricks of a child. His figure flickered, and he teleported behind the monk with a swollen face. The moment the jade flute breathed, his shoulders and legs were smashed, and he was kicked away. Out of the test bench.

The monks outside the competition stage were stunned in shock. Only a few quick-response monks took over the body of the flesh-faced male monk who flew out, and the others remained in a daze.

Seeing his good friend win, Meng Huan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: "Although Juyang is romantic, his cultivation level has never fallen, and he ranks first among our outer disciples, even though many inner disciples Not his opponent. This is also the reason why many disciples of the Lei family are dissatisfied with him, but they don't make a move."

Those monks who resented Wang Xian saw Wang Xian's majesty, and some became timid, and did not dare to look at Wang Xian with cold eyes.

"Hmph! Guo Juyang is going crazy!"

"Guo Juyang, you little thief!"

The two monks flew into the competition platform at the same time from different directions.

Lei Ying accepted Meng Huan's Lion King and had a good impression of Wang Xian. Seeing the two monks flying into the competition stage at the same time, she shouted coquettishly: "The competition stage only allows two monks to fight alone. You two are paired with Guo Juyang." unfair."

"It's okay! Two little ants, I, Guo Juyang, don't take them seriously at all." Wang Xian pretended to be very arrogant, and bowed to Lei Ying, "Thank you for your concern, Miss San, these two people can be easily dismissed by Juyang. "

Seeing Wang Xian's confident appearance, Lei Ying stopped interfering in the duel, glanced at Meng Huan, and then concentrated on watching the duel.

The two monks didn't fight each other on purpose, it was just a coincidence. Hearing Wang Xian's crazy words, without saying a word, they swung Yin Xuelei and Yin Binglei with both hands to kill Wang Xian.

With a movement of Wang Xian's figure, he dodged the Yin Xuelei and Yin Binglei, and waved his jade flute to shoot out thunder flowers.

"It's just rain and thunder, watch me freeze you." A monk shot out the ice thunder with both palms to freeze the rain and thunder that Wang Xian shot.

With a crackling sound, the water thunder shattered the Yin Binglei, turned into a tiger and rushed towards the monk.

The cultivator was very confident in his ice mine. Who knew that the opponent's mine was so weird that he had no time to defend it, and was hit by the mine and flew out of the competition platform.

In less than a cup of tea, Wang Xian knocked one monk into the air, and looked at the only remaining monk with a sneer.

The monk knew that there was a huge gap between his cultivation base and the opponent in front of him, so he sent out two hands of Yin Xuelei symbolically, wanting to fly outside the competition stage.

"It's not so easy to leave. Just now you called me a thief, and now I'll show you what a thief is capable of." Wang Xian threw out the jade flute, which turned into a continuous stream of attacks, breaking the The monk's defensive cover smashed his body to pieces.

With a sound of ah, the cultivator's body twitched and fell on the competition platform, where he rolled and endured tremendous pain.

"Get out!" Wang Xian kicked the rolling monk out of the competition stage, and said loudly: "Whoever wants to compete with Guo, please come up."

"Please come up!"

"Please come up!"

"Please come up!"

Those monks all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Wang Xian.

Among the monks, there are many people who are more advanced than Guo Juyang. However, their Taoist companions are all perfect bodies, and if they can't compete with Guo Juyang, they will ask for trouble.

Those cultivators whose Taoist couples were taken out by Guo Juyang were all outside disciples who cultivated at the Golden Core state and were not valued by the Lei family. Who would leave so many perfect female cultivators with high cultivation bases and disciples who were valued by the Lei family? Marry, marry those female cultivators who have been overthrown.

Seeing that there was no one to fight, Wang Xian flew out of the competition stage, smiled at Meng Huan, and stood aside to watch the duel of other monks.

Third Miss's Chen Banquet finally ended, and the monks flew back to their residences.

Wang Xiangang bid farewell to Meng Huan and flew towards Guo Juyang's residence, when he saw Lei Ying flying towards him in red.

"Miss San!" Wang Xian smiled slightly at Lei Ying.

Lei Ying rolled her eyes and said with a charming smile: "Ju Yang hasn't given me a gift yet, why don't you go to your residence to see what valuable treasures you have for Lei Ying."

Some strange light flashed in Lei Ying's eyes, it was the light that hunters want to hunt when they meet their prey.

Wang Xian's heart was shocked: "It's bad, this Lei Ying actually took a fancy to me, and even took the initiative to find me, wanting to do that kind of thing. If Meng Huan finds out that Lei Ying, whom he loves with all his heart, is interested in Guo Juyang, what's the matter?" I don’t know how much he can’t bear to take the initiative to throw himself into his arms.”

After thinking for a while, Wang Xian decided to reject Lei Ying's throwing himself into his arms, pretending to be very tired, and said: "Miss San, Juyang is already very tired from the two battles just now, and needs to rest, so I won't bring San Miss went to the residence, and will give a gift some other day."

A trace of anger flashed in Lei Ying's eyes, and she reached out her jade hand to find a Wanyin coin in the Qiankun bag.