If the situation allows, even Yan Ning wants to go on stage and give each of them a big mouth: Is such a boastful acting skill treating the audience as fools?

Everyone is not a fool. Zhang Daofeng's palm just now was obviously soft and without any strength. Yihu's acting was too obvious.

Yihu screamed for a while and got up again. Although he was not injured at all, he pretended to wipe the blood marks on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, Zhang Daofeng, it's a pity that we met, you were so cruel to me! Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Zhang Daofeng hooked his finger at Yihu. Yihu rushed forward and punched softly. This punch was even more exaggerated. Not to mention the Taoist practitioner, even a three-year-old child could easily avoid it. However, Zhang Daofeng did not dodge. After hitting the fist, he took a step back for more than ten steps, covering his chest with one hand and shouted: "Wow! Brother Yihu, your Taoist practice is really weird and unpredictable. This punch seems powerless, but in fact my internal organs will be shattered by you! Fortunately, my Heavenly Master’s divine power protects the body! Look at my move!"

The two of them were going back and forth, and they didn’t look like a match. If we had to describe their behavior at this time, everyone thought of the old man who could hardly walk on the road among the people, and was gesturing Tai Chi in the park.

Finally, some viewers couldn't bear it:

"Damn! What are you doing! Do you think we are fools?"

"Yes! Don't waste time, call now! Otherwise we will refund the ticket! Refund it!"

"Well, it seems we didn't buy tickets at all..."

Yihu and the other two naturally heard everyone's shouts. They looked at each other and stopped at the same time, saying to Jiang Qingguang on the stage: "Hey, our Taoist practices are too similar. If you continue to fight like this, I'm afraid you can decide the winner in the year of the monkey and horses. I don't think you can give a draw!"

Jiang Qingguang looked embarrassed, but Jiang Yunhe, who was about to leave, rushed back immediately and said seriously: "It's really hard to tell the difference. I think you both should advance directly. With the strength of the two, no one dares to say anything!"

Yihu was stunned and didn't understand why Jiang Yunhe, who was fighting against him just now, suddenly started to help him.

But it is not a bad thing to advance together. The two of them walked off the Shengxiantai with a smile.

The audience was speechless. Although the strength of the two was beyond doubt, this rogue style of play invisibly added a powerful opponent to other contestants who passed the first level.

The first day of the game ended in this farce. Yan Ning stood up and said to Huang Yexiong beside him: "I'll go back first. If you ask Jiang Yunhe to come to my yard immediately after finishing the matter!"

"Yes! The Lord of the Altar!" Huang Yexiong nodded.

Yan Ning yawned, pointed his hand and flew out arrogantly on the flying sword. Of course, what he summoned was not the Kunwu sword, but other flying swords he had obtained from Han Zheng before.

After returning to his residence, Yan Ning was not idle either. He walked around the residence and set up some ordinary alarm formations. He didn't want to be disturbed tonight. It would be fine if the person who came was Yihu. If some other guys came to trouble Han Zheng one after another, would Yan Ning want to sleep?

Jiang Yunhe was afraid that everything would be plagued by, so he could not come to see Yan Ning until the evening. Yan Ning was impatient and washed up early and prepared to go to bed to rest. However, in order to prevent Jiang Yunhe from visiting suddenly, Yan Ning did not take off his disguise.

The lights were turned off, and the room was pitch black. Yan Ning had just lying on the bed, and his whole body became stiff.

If he was not wrong, it seemed that there was a man lying on his bed at this moment.

Yan Ning stopped his movements and asked without turning his head, "Ahem... your surname is, why did you run to my bed?"

A delicate voice came from behind: "The master of the altar, the little girl was sent by Master Jiang, who came here to serve you..."

Yan Ning's heart moved and he smiled secretly as if Jiang Yunhe was quite intentional, but he was obedient to others. Naturally, Yan Ning could not follow Jiang Yunhe's wishes, so he immediately said coldly: "I don't need to serve, leave here immediately."

"Original Master...what is wrong with you? Is it my little girl..."

The girl behind him had just said halfway, and Yan Ning suddenly felt a sense of coldness. He didn't need to turn his head at all, just to know that the person coming was not good, so he quickly rolled in to a donkey in front. Sure enough, a sword energy flew over to his ears!

"who!"

Yan Ning couldn't help but shout.

"The one who took your dog's life!"

In the darkness, the woman snorted coldly, and the sword light flew towards Yan Ning again. Yan Ning felt that the sword energy was obviously not weak, so he did not dare to resist and could only dodge again.

Yan Ning did not take action for more than ten rounds. Although the woman was powerful, she could not do anything to Yan Ning for the moment. At the moment when the woman set out her sword, Yan Ning saw the flaw and grabbed it with her empty hand, and actually grabbed two balls of soft parts like buns!

"ah!"

The girl suddenly cried out, and Yan Ning quickly stopped: "Sorry! I'm used to it! This is my instinctive reaction!"

This is not Yan Ning’s fault. This is really an instinctive reaction. Yan Ning is now unarmed and saw the flaws, of course he grabbed it with his hands as soon as possible. Who knows... ahem!

At the same time, Yan Ning was also a little strange in his heart. The touch was... Hiss! It was a bit familiar!

Yan Ning seemed to hear the woman's gritting teeth, and he hurriedly said, "Don't rush to fight first, we might have some misunderstandings!"

The enemy of the enemy is a friend, maybe he still knows this woman himself?

"Stop coming! You, Han Zheng, are my old enemy in this life. If you don't kill you for a day, I will use your life to pay tribute to my dead fiancé!!"

Yan Ning was stunned. It turned out that Han Zheng killed this woman's fiancé? That matter was really big. You must know that women are resentful, even God will retreat. What's more, Yan Ning is not Han Zheng yet, so he can't bear to take ruthless action against her!

But this is not a solution. Yan Ning decided to subdue the woman first, find a place to lock her up, and wait until the Immortal Ascension Conference is over, it will not be too late to explain the matter clearly.

So, Yan Ning quickly summoned Han Zheng's flying sword and said, "Girl, if you are unwilling to forgive me, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Hmph, you'll try it!"

Yan Ning sighed, it seemed that he had to be tough: "Ten Thousand Swords!"

"The Jade Emperor has several edicts to perform the truth of the Dharma. The golden light is connected and shines on the universe. My palm breaks the soul and controls all spirits. Thousands of demons and filth, and all the spirits are destroyed!"
Chapter completed!