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"How is it? Is the little bastard still crazy?"

Looking at Wang Bing, who was being held upside down by the powerful zombie's thighs, rolling his eyes and foaming, Liu Yanyan said with a smile.

In fact, Liu Yanyan basically wanted to end here. After all, Wang Bing, this little bastard, beat him up. What is there to talk nonsense with him? If you have this skill, you might as well spend more time in the global village in your dream. Two laps.

But Xiao Yiren asked him to have a good time with this guy, saying that there was some cause and effect, and Liu Yanyan did so.

But to be honest, this Wang Bing's vitality is really tenacious. He was smashed five or six times on the ground by a power-type zombie, and the two human-shaped pits on the ground went down half of their bodies, and their eyes rolled. He was foaming, but now he was still conscious, and he was still cursing inarticulately.

"You, you bitch..."

"Seeing that you are really energetic, let's do it twice."

Seeing that Wang Bing didn't pass out, Liu Yanyan waved at the power zombie, and the power zombie also walked to another flat place beside him knowingly, and started to repeat the operation.

With that fierce posture, the audience in the auditorium and the little Taoist priest who walked aside were all extremely frightened.

Everyone was thinking in their hearts that they must not provoke this little girl, otherwise, one day, if they are attacked like this, even the steel and iron bones will be dismantled.

However, Liu Yanyan really didn't care about the gazes of these people. He was just standing aside at this moment, looking in a certain direction with a somewhat dull gaze. In fact, he was communicating with Xiao Yiren in his heart.

"Brother Yiren, how long do you think it would be better to end this?"

"Let's wait a little longer. Look at how happy the snake fairy in the audience is. He taught me the foundation of cultivation, and now I'm helping him to avenge his karma."

"Brother Yiren, do you actually know the fairy family in the Northeast? That means your origin is in the Northeast."

"It's true to say that, but I don't have any special memories of that place in the northeast, and I don't have any fetters. If it's the origin, it can only be said to be the place of birth."

And when Xiao Yiren and Liu Yanyan were happily chatting about Xiao Yiren's birthplace, a somewhat weak voice suddenly entered Liu Yanyan's ears. Liu Yanyan turned her head and looked, it was The little Taoist priest who served as a referee in today's competition.

"The king and player has fainted now, can you make that zombie stop for a while, according to the rules of the game, the game is now over, and you make it difficult for us."

Liu Yanyan turned her head to look in the direction of the little Taoist's finger, and saw the power-type zombie next to it, and now two Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain surrounded her.

It's just that the two Longhushan Taoist priests were at a loss when they saw the powerful zombie holding the king and throwing it around. Come to them.

Seeing the troubled look of the little Taoist priest, and the bewildered look of the two Taoist priests, Liu Yanyan asked Xiao Yiren in her heart, and after getting the answer, she waved her hand to make the power zombie stop. .

He just let go of his hand at the last pause, letting Wang Ping fall straight down, and his head came into close contact with the ground again.

Seeing this scene, the Longhu Mountain Taoist who had been watching for a long time hurried forward and pulled the upside-down king out of the soil, and rushed to the infirmary.

Although these Taoist priests are also very displeased with Wang Bing's arrogance that my boss, the heavenly king, I have to sit under my ass, and his arrogant attitude towards Longhushan and their senior brothers, but this man can die, but he can't Died on Longhu Mountain, after all, this Luo Tian Dajiao was initiated by their Longhu Mountain Master.

Apart from other things, for their master, their old celestial master will definitely create a bad image. Although the old celestial master may not care, the Taoist priests on Longhu Mountain said that this item must not be delayed.

"The winner, Liu Yanyan..."

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"It's over here too, tsk, it's so miserable..."

Watching Wang Bing being carried out of the arena, in the audience, Zhang Chulan, who knocked his opponent out early and was standing here watching the battle, smashed his mouth, with a sense of loss.

"What's the matter, Liu Yanyan's attack is still too light."

Regarding Zhang Chulan's evaluation, Fengshayan on the side spat at him. Seeing his unhappy face and clenched fists, if she was on the field, she would never be able to let Wang Bing be so simple. fainted.

Since she was defeated by Liu Yanyan early, Feng Shayan couldn't match up with Jia Zhengliang, and she is still alive and kicking, so she can come to watch the battle.

It's just because her brother is lying in the hospital now, and Zhang Chulan just happened to go to see Feng Xingtong's situation this morning, so she came here with Zhang Chulan now.

But it just so happened that if she hadn't come to watch the game with Zhang Chulan, she wouldn't have been able to see the real-time picture of the little bastard who beat her brother being beaten.

Although she couldn't beat the king with her own hands and make Feng Shayan unhappy, but thinking about her own situation, Feng Shayan still feels that the current situation is pretty good.

But thinking about the situation of her family's Tianxiahui, Feng Shayan couldn't help sighing. After all, she is not her younger brother. Relatively speaking, Feng Shayan knows a little more about her family's affairs, and it is natural to know more. Consider more.

Think more, and naturally know what can be done and what can't be done.

If it wasn't for these bad things, he would have hit the door directly on the day Wang beat Feng Xingtong like that.

Also sighing was Zhang Chulan on the side. It was obvious that his thinking direction was completely different from Feng Shayan's.

What he is worried about now is facing such a cruel Liu Yanyan, how should he play in the next game?
"Could it be possible to ask Sister Baoer again? But can Sister Baoer really defeat those zombies below?"

Zhang Chulan thought about it, but remembered Sister Baoer's unpredictable steps and her ability to kill him in seconds, Zhang Chulan still threw these things out of her mind for the time being.

"Forget it, let Sister Bao'er prepare these things, I think it's better to think about how to defeat that guy Zhang Lingyu..."

While thinking about it, Zhang Chulan stood up from the auditorium and walked in another direction. The game here is over, and he still needs to observe the fighting style of other players, especially Zhang Lingyu.

After all, whether other players will face each other depends on Sister Baoer, but Zhang Lingyu is 100% going to face something head-on.

Thinking of Zhang Lingyu's stinky guy, thinking of that guy's Yin Wulei, and thinking of his own Yang Wulei, Zhang Chulan's entire face couldn't help but pull down directly.

"It's really troublesome..."