Chapter 443

Peach blossom color doctor - at the moment, the enchanting demon Yan Chi flies up, waves a long whip like a snake and goes away. She wraps it around Ziyang's two legs, pulls it hard, and Ziyang falls to the ground with a plop.

Ziyang fell with stars in his eyes and got up from the ground. He was bleeding from his seven orifices. He was embarrassed, but he still said, "beauty, my beauty."

"Where is your beauty?" The evil spirit Yan Chi chuckled and kicked the purple sun out.

After Meimo Yanchi's soul snatching skill was taken back, all the people came back one after another. Thinking about their bewildered appearance just now, they could not help shouting and swearing: "witch, you can't win if you use magic to harm people."

Ziyang was deeply poisoned by the soul snatching skill of * * and was still reciting the words of you in his mouth. All the disciples could not help shouting: "sect master, sect master, wake up quickly."

Ziyang woke up slowly and looked at her with a pair of blood red eyes for a moment: "she is despicable and won't win."

All the people yelled, "you can't win, you can't win."

"The magic girl giggled:" this is a contest. Who doesn't prescribe what kind of Kung Fu to use? The Ziyang sect master can't fight me. It just means that his cultivation is not enough. "

Shura sword Zun took a step forward and said, "magic Yanchi is right. This is a competition. No matter what kind of Kung Fu we use, we just need to win."

The Shura sword came out to speak, and everyone was angry.

The enchantment can't help but smile at Shura jianzun. The smile makes people's heart ripple gently, as if it's smiling at everyone's heart. "Thank you very much for your help," said the enchanted woman softly

Shura jianzun didn't pay attention to her, but raised his voice and said: "this game of magic sword is the best."

For a moment, all the disciples of the magic sword sect cheerfully clapped their hands: "as soon as the demon comes out, no one can defeat him. Yanchi sect leader is the best in the world."

Shura jianzun heard all the disciples of the magic sword sect praise Meimo Yanchi, and could not help humming coldly. Heart way: "this enchantment skill of enchanting demon Yanchi, unexpectedly enter the country so quickly, it seems that I Xiuluo sword door should hurry to agree with the Tianjian Gang, otherwise I'm afraid it will be more difficult to control in the future."

Enchanting and enchanting, the enchanting eyes were always open to the voice bearer in the crowd, but it seemed that she didn't know who the voice bearer was?

Just at this time, he saw Mo ask Jianmen, and Mo Xun roared to Lin Huan again: "master Lin, have you seen enough?"

"Enough, enough." Lin Huan can't help but withdraw the evil eyes that look at the enchantment.

"Master Lin, you have to pay attention to your identity. You are the master of a school." Mo Xun reminded Lin Huan.

"Of course I know, Miss mo." Lin Huan is smiling slightly, the sweet smile seems to ripple to the bottom of people's heart.

Mo Xun was slightly stunned, and his face turned red. He said softly, "and you have to be responsible to others."

"What am I in charge of?" Lin Huan didn't admit it.

"You dare not admit it, you, you, you." Mo Xun's lips tremble.

The evil spirit Yan Chi looked at Lin Huan's evil but extremely intoxicating smile, and said in secret: "is it him?"

Can't help but float to Lin Huan's side, to Lin Huan delicate incomparable, but bewitched incomparable smile: "master Lin, nice to meet you, nice to meet you."

The bewitching smile seemed to sway people's mind. With a smile, Lin Huan said, "master Yanchi, nice to meet you."

Mo Xun looked at the two men's eyebrows. At that time, he was as anxious as an ant on the hot pot. He stamped his feet hard and quickly stepped forward to block Lin Huan's face. He yelled: "magic Yanchi, you are not allowed to confuse our sect leader."

"How can I be confused?" she chuckled? I'm very fond of the forest owners. "

Mo Xun was more worried when he heard the words. He chided, "no, No

"Oh, Mo Xun, are you too broad? Men's love for women is everyone's right. Why do you care about me? " The enchantment is already smiling, which makes people drunk.

Lin Huan couldn't help echoing: "Mo Xun, the master of Yanji sect is a friend. How can we treat friends like this?"

"It's still the master of the forest who knows the truth." Eugenie demon Yan Chi chuckled and trembled like a flower branch.

"Well, it's a friend, it's a friend. Call your friend Mo Xun said angrily, and the tears around his eyes were spinning. But he said in his heart, "don't listen to me. Be careful to be fascinated by the magic power of the witch."

Meimo Yanchi and Lin Huan are chatting and laughing with each other. They want to knock down the whole mountain.

At this time, the Shura sword master flew to the altar, raised his voice and said: "in the first round, there were three rounds of competitions, each contestant showed amazing strength, and also selected three scenic spots, namely, the seventh Shura sword gate ghost face Shura, the second fairy sword gate crazy sword light thunder, and the third magic sword gate magic Yan Chi."

Shura sword continued: "now, in addition to the three winners, there is a new owner Lin muhuan who has successfully entered the second round without competition."

Lin Huan listened to this Shura sword Zun's language with a sense of irony, but he didn't care, smiling. Mo Xun was an unforgiving master. When he heard the injustice, he couldn't help scolding: "Shura sword, what do you mean by that? Our sect leader is also a just and bright draw. If you have the ability, you can draw a lucky number to enter the next round of competition without competition. "

Xiuluo jianzun saw Mo Wen, the little girl of the sect. Mo Xun was afraid of herself in the past. Now the new sect leader is coming. He is so presumptuous. He can't help laughing: "I don't mean anything else. I just say that the sect leader is very lucky and has successfully entered the second round."

Mo Xun hummed and muttered: "if you have the ability, you can draw your own lucky number. Where is the less?"

Looking at Mo Xun's disrespect for the sect leader, the ghost faced Shura said coldly, "don't be presumptuous, little girl. Let me teach you a lesson."

Mo Xun couldn't help but said: "no one, no ghost guy, you don't have the ability to draw out a lucky number, it seems that you can't beat people."

"Who are you calling?" Ghost face Shura roars a way.

"You see, there are hundreds of people here. There is a guy like you, with a grimace, who is frightening." Don't look for words. It's very clever.

Lin Huan can't help but smile: "this Mo Xun, although his temper is hotter, it's very interesting."

"Look for a fight." The ghost face Shura roared coldly and came angrily with a ghost claw.