Master Wangqing, who has always been serious, turned around in the hall and stared at the wall. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his shoulders occasionally trembled...

After a while, Ao Yi's whole body was charred, he kept gasping for breath, and his long hair was dispersed;

Fu Zhen showed his power, and his figure was pressed on the ground by the pillar of fire again, but he did not fall down due to force...

At this moment, a black shadow popped out from the ground behind Ao Yi...

A cold breath spread throughout the field;

Everyone knows that the black shadow must be the reappearance of that palm, but at this moment...

A wisp of cold light was exposed from the smoke and dust. It was a spike, no, not a single one, it was an innumerable spike!

This time, I was holding a palm - the magic weapon, the mace!

The palm that poked out of the ground held the mace, aimed at the most vulnerable position behind Ao Yi, and quietly leaned up...

Ao Yi was searching everywhere at this moment, and was already a little dazed and did not pay attention to the danger...

For a moment, the people watching the battle widened their eyes;

There are Qin Xuanya, Han Zhi, Rourou, and many female disciples of Duxian Sect who cover their faces and dare not look at them too much;

Two Jinao Island Qi refining morale so that their hands trembled;

Many male disciples trembled slightly in their Adam's apples and swore wildly in their hearts that they would never compete with Xiao Qiongfeng and Li Changshou in the future!

"alright!

We give in!"

The old Taoist Yuanze shouted helplessly, and the mace disappeared from the ground instantly.

Ao Yi turned his head and looked at Yuanze in confusion, but then lowered his head and sighed.

He was indeed unable to escape from the earth.

After relaxing his mind, Ao Yi took two steps back in a panic, his breath surged in his body and sat on the ground...

real……

Really lost...

he……

At this moment, a white big hand reached over from the side and handed it to Ao Yi.

Ao Yi looked up and saw Li Changshou's gentle face.

“Is this time a draw?

If I am not your opponent in the face of you, I can only use such a sinister strategy.

After all, this is my Immortal Sect, so I can only do my best and not let the master lose for a while. I hope you can understand more.

There are many offenses.”

Ao Yi's voice trembled, and he immediately showed a strong smile, his eyes were a little rosy.

The human race is not just those devils who are cold-faced and old-fashioned...

And, a gentle person like Changsheng...
Chapter completed!