Campus belle's cultivation master

Indeed, since the implementation of the seven kings plan, there has never been a treaty stipulating that the seven kings can only be the strong practitioners in the region. But it's just like international practice. It's a common rule. Just like a class needs to choose a monitor, it doesn't emphasize that the candidate must come from the class, does it?

If, on the way to the election, a classmate from another class rushes in and says he wants to run, is there something wrong? Is the brain broken?

Zhong Ruoxi's cheek was cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Andrew, I must solemnly warn you that this is China, and it is not a place for you to be wild. You lost the throne in North America and thought that you could get advantage by coming to the east? The practitioners of the whole oriental world will not let you make trouble! "

"Ha ha ha ha, you are a woman. You speak very hard." Andrew burst out laughing, raised his hand and pointed in all directions, "how can these idiots have the right to speak? When I kill the five-star butcher and become famous all over the world, who dares to refuse? Whether you Huaxia agree or not, I am determined to win the throne! Who has the fist today has the final say.

Full of righteous indignation, the strong practitioners glared at each other and scolded one after another

"What are you!"

"The Western dogs dare to come to China! Go back

"This is where you are! If you dare to be arrogant again, it will kill you

There is no doubt that this foreigner's behavior has aroused the public indignation of all the eastern practitioners. Whether Xiao Fengjie is the seventh king or Lin Zixuan is the seventh king, no matter what, they are all strong in the East. Now you run out and put in a pole. Isn't that riding on everyone's neck to shit?

It's intolerable. It's too hateful!

Andrew's face did not change, and his body suddenly hit the ground like a shell.

Boom!

The debris splashed and the smoke and dust suddenly rose. More than a dozen Oriental practitioners who were a little closer could not escape. Before they could even scream, they were smashed into a pile of mashed meat!

After the dust has dispersed, the earth's surface presents a terrible stone pit. Andrew stood tall like a giant, facing the sound of surprise around him, with a proud smile: "if you don't agree, you can challenge me!"

It's like playing rock music, suddenly being pressed the pause button. In an instant, there was a complete silence.

Many Eastern practitioners around them shrank their heads and dodged back and forth, but they could not make a sound with their mouths open.

No matter how arrogant Andrew is, there is a saying that he is absolutely right:

Who has the fist today? Who has the final say?

In the face of a demigod strong man, who dares to rush up with all these changes and inner strength? That is to seek death!

What's more, Andrew is still the fifth highest demigod in tianbang. Even if yuan Luochen and Zhou Taiyan come, they have to give up!

Zhong Ruoxi took a step forward, her pretty face covered with frost.

She was about to speak again, but she heard Bolar's laughter behind her: "director Zhong, you just said that the matter of the cultivation world should be handled by the practitioners. How come it's your turn to break your promise? It is clearly recorded in the treaty that we all bear the responsibility of maintaining peace and stability, and are committed to uniting every king to seek happiness in the new era, but we should never interfere in the internal disputes in the realm of cultivation. Do I have to repeat that too much? "

"Mr. bollard, you are ready to play a word game and wait for me here." Zhong Ruoxi sneers, looks scornful, but has to stop the next action.

Today's scene is totally unexpected, but according to the agreement of the seven kings plan, she should not do it. In a competition, you can't be both a referee and a player. Even if there are vicious fouls among players, there is no reason for the referee to roll his arms and sleeves in the next match.

It's getting dark, and the last ray of light comes from the setting sun, reflecting the surging sea level. Quite different from the tranquility of the day, it seems that a storm can come at any time, but the many strong practitioners who gather in donghaiwang today have no time to pay attention to it.

Andrew, a powerful demigod from North America, stands like an iron tower on a rocky cliff. His muscles are tangled and his shape is fierce

"There is no one in your Eastern earth cultivation world who can fight! If so, why don't you kneel down and serve me as king

From all directions came waves of restless commotion, and then, all the complicated eyes looked at Lin Yu's location. The bottom of everyone's heart is beating drums. After a fierce battle with Qin Wuwei, the ancestor of the Qin family, is Huaxia Tianjiao able to fight this battle?

If Andrew really sat on the throne of the seven kings, wouldn't it be a great shame to the Oriental world of cultivation?

At this juncture, everyone secretly resented Qin Wuwei, a damned old man. He made trouble out of nothing. When he found fault, he was like a mad dog. Now that the trouble is over, he leaves a mess behind and leaves others with bad luck. If Lin Zixuan didn't damage Daoji today, how could he be afraid of Andrew?

Feng Cangsong's face changed greatly. He said in a respectful voice: "master Lin Xian, in my opinion, this battle can't be fought today. Andrew must have come prepared and powerful. We don't have an advantage at all. "

"Yes, yes!" Yue Zhenbao was busy and nodded, "master Lin Xian, I can't do it any more. Why don't we just let this western dog run wild for a while, and it's not too late to clean him up until we have a good life... "

After the two, the others came forward and made a lot of noise

"Master Lin Xian, you can't do it."

"If you leave the Castle Peak, don't worry about firewood... Why not bear it for a while?"

Anyone can see that Lin Yu is in a bad situation now. He is not only defeated by himself, but also the face of the whole oriental cultivation world.

Lin Yu's expression was quite funny. He turned around slowly and raised his face. However, he just looked at Andrew's provocative eyes.

"You're a little naive." Lin Yu pulled out a sneer from the corner of his mouth. "You see, he's definitely coming at me. Does that mean that he should be or should not be?"

"Ha ha ha! Five star butcher is really smart Andrew laughed wildly and waved to Lin Yu, "if I kill you, I will be famous all over the world. Compared with the seven kings, your head is more attractive. "

Qian Cang came out more and more, and said in a deep voice: "you are also a famous demigod in the western world. Now you are taking advantage of the danger of others and using such means, are you not afraid to become a laughing stock in the world?"

Li Jiuling's face changed. He pinched his beard and said, "in my opinion, it's going to be evening today. I've been making a lot of noise all day. I'm afraid it's not the demeanor of the two demigods. May as well find another day, how about a contest? How about three days later? Or... In seven days? "

"What are you and who wants your advice. How dare you tell me what to do? Screw your old dog's head Andrew scolded without any politeness, and immediately gave a cold smile on his face. "Lin Zixuan, this battle between you and me today is inevitable. If it's someone else, when I'm weak, I don't care to do it... But you're not the same... "

Lin Yu's eyebrows picked: "Oh? So I still have special treatment? "

"Of course, who makes you a five-star butcher?" Andrew grinned. "As long as I can kill you, it's a great achievement. As for what state you are in, it doesn't matter so much... "

In fact, he just didn't make it clear. The crux of the problem is that if this is Lin Yu's heyday, he knows that he is not an opponent, and he will never dare to be an enemy. From this, we can see that the western spiritual world attaches great importance to Chinese Tianjiao. In order to kill Lin Zixuan, he can't even care about his face.

Qian Cang wanted to say something more, but Lin Yu just waved his hand and said, "take ah Yao away."

After this sentence, Qian Cang's face turned white immediately, and his heart gave birth to a very bad premonition.

Take Yao away? Just these words, it is enough to explain that Lin Yu has no bottom in his heart for this war, so he will tell himself to protect the holy daughter of Tianlan! If not, why should Zhang Biyao leave ahead of time?

Qian Cang was so sour that he opened his mouth: "Mr. Lin..."

"Don't say more." Lin Yu's face was as deep as water. He walked to Andrew, raised his eyebrows, and said, "you have a try."

"Lin Zixuan, don't pretend." Andrew sneered, and his whole body was full of psychic power, which made people feel frightened.

On the grandstand, Xu Fangjing was worried: "director, can Lin Zixuan be sure of this battle?"

After that, even she felt very strange. Not long ago, she regarded Lin Zixuan as a threat, but she worried about him again.

Zhong Ruoxi didn't say a word, but her face was still calm, but the hand on her thigh was unknowingly clenched, so that her bones were all pale.

Are you sure? Who knows?

On the contrary, Bolar, an intelligence analyst of RAND Corporation of M country, was excited and whispered to aliya: "miss aliya, this is a scene in the annals of history. Our nightmare is coming to an end. As a prestigious journalist, it will be your highest honor to witness all this with your own eyes, and I hope you can record it with quality... "

Aliya nodded her head sincerely and assured her, "I promise that I will faithfully record what happened today, including all the efforts made by Mr. bollard in order to achieve the goal and add fuel to the flames in this incident."

Boral: "and

He turned to look at aliya and asked, "miss aliya, is that a compliment?"

Aliya tilted her head and blinked: "of course, what do you think?"

Boral: "and

Just when he couldn't tell whether Elia was praising or belittling herself, the atmosphere in the field was already tense.

"Five star butcher, only the winner has the right to look back on the past." Andrew stepped forward in the void and came up like a hill. "I will use the strongest attack to make your death worth it. It's your own life, and then it's my time. "

He is more good at close combat, and he is very cautious in the face of Chinese Tianjiao, for fear of capsizing in the sewer. On the surface, it seems to be talking and chattering, but in fact, it is deliberately narrowing the distance between each other to create opportunities for themselves.

As close and as close as possible, he suddenly opened the field, rushed to it with an acceleration, and killed the five-star butcher without giving the opponent a breath. This is Andrew's battle plan.

Lin Yu turned his lips and muttered a little tired: "there's so much nonsense..."

Andrew felt that the time was up, and his eyes suddenly grew gloomy. He was preparing to open the field, and suddenly

Boom!

Just like a thunder on the flat land, the sea level outside the cliff rock suddenly raised a wave hundreds of meters high and beat the shore hard. Before that, everyone was paying attention to the battle between Lin Zixuan and Andrew. No one noticed the accident on the sea, so that suddenly they were caught off guard. Many Xiuzhen strongmen were screamed and swept into the sea.

"What's the matter? Just now, the sea is still fine... "

"The storm is coming?"

The curtain of night was heavy, and the cry of surprise was stirring up. The drowning people were splashing and shouting in the sea. Many of the strong people are not aware of the bustle here. They turn around and look out one after another. They look at the waves coming from the cliff rock and are shocked.

Even Lin Yu turned his head and went out. He couldn't help frowning. He didn't feel right.

Yue Zhenbao was surprised: "the storm is coming?"

Feng Cangsong shivered, his eyes fixed on the huge waves hundreds of meters high, and his cheeks were blue: "I've never seen such a high wave in donghaiwang before... Even if I try to turn the sea upside down, it's not so exaggerated..."

"It's not a storm." Li Jiuling narrowed her eyes slightly and thought, "if I expected it to be right, there would be a peerless master coming, and he is an expert in playing with water..."

"Playing with water?" Feng Cangsong's face changed greatly. "I heard that there is one in South America..."

Before he had finished speaking, he saw the surging waves receding as if they had life, exposing the pitted sea floor. Only a high wave is left, such as a roaring train, approaching the cliff rock with incredible speed.

"Look! There's someone up there

In the presence of the practitioners, someone suddenly issued a exclamation.

After that, other people looked up and saw that Yingying was standing on the wave hundreds of meters high