Chapter 1391： Yin Yang Wu Huo

"This breath ..." Su Yu's gaze was faint. He felt the existence of this breath in the evil villa.

At that time, he still attacked Su Yu from the air, and he resolved it with a vacuum sky flute.

"It turned out that the strongest moon-watching gods I met at the time were the Holy Son! What was he going to do to ward off evil villas?" Su Yu's pupil flashed a faint light.

The arrival of the Son of God caused a sensation.

"Look, Lord!"

"Hey, Lord Son is here, too."

"If so, I don't think there is any suspense for the maiden's tricks."

"Since the ancient times, the Virgin Temple and the Temple of the Virgin have not been separated from each other. The next generation of the goddess of the moon **** only chooses one of the two.

"If the saint cannot select a satisfactory husband, according to the rules of the religion, she cannot inherit the position of the leader."

The hearts of the people were like a mirror, and the Son himself participated in the recruitment, and it was self-evident.

Re-associating with the ambush they encountered in the woods, the Son was iron-hearted to destroy the move.

"However, it is not easy for the Son to destroy the recruit. The two Kyotos sent the strongest geniuses in the contemporary era. Among them, King Jing Qingsheng was a contemporary leader. When he contended for the position of the Son, he only suffered a slight disadvantage Lost the position of the Son, and now comes back, I think the Son may not be able to easily conquer Sun Qingchen. "

The Son of God stepped on the Wizards unicorn, and stunned everyone, sweeping his eyes at random, not putting them in his eyes at all.

"Give you a chance to get away, otherwise you will be injured and wounded, don't blame this sage." The flame of the sage's eyebrow suddenly jumped, and a touch of fierceness was revealed naturally.

The participants who finally arrived in front of the altar were afraid to speak.

The Son is overbearing, but who can defeat him?

Some jealous of the divine son of majesty, after pondering for a long time, gritted their teeth to give up, and withdrew from the selection.

There are less than 50% of the choice to stay, during the assessment process, the Son did not want them.

Among them is Wang Sledgehammer and Uncle Wang Feilin.

"Give you a chance, a group of things that don't know what to do." Shengzi glanced coldly at the selector who persisted, his eyes gleaming coldly.

Wang Feilin squeezed his fist and muttered, "What's the spirit? The leader has been retreating for many years, regardless of the facts, otherwise you can tolerate such presumptuousness, openly ambush the maiden to recruit the participants, and openly trouble!"

There was a residual bloodstain on his shoulder.

It was left behind when it was ambushed in the woods.

Yep? I do n’t know, the Son is astonishing, and this whisper is captured far away, and in his eyes, there is a sudden flash of murder: "Insult the Son, disrespect, die!"

After the words were finished, the Son waved his wrist, and a triple-level magic spell rippled in the sky, killing Wang Feilin.

Wang Feilin's face changed greatly, and he was anxious and angry: "Heart-rotting curse! You are so vicious ..."

He just muttered, but was killed.

Time and time later, Wang Feilin retreated, while casting a spell to offset it.

However, he is not just an ordinary Sixth Heaven wizard, how can he stop the attack of the triple heaven wizard?

With such a strong attack, he couldn't even cast the spell.

"Be careful!" The sledgehammer on the side also changed color, and hurriedly cast a spell to resolve it.

The ripples created by the spell were only instantly dispelled, without even the slightest protection.

In a critical moment, Wang Sledgehammer roared and threw out a palm-sized statue.

The statue is somewhat similar to the previous statue used by Cai Lin, containing a powerful curse, opening an umbrella-like ripple, and sheltering Wang Feilin in it.

Hum--

A powerful booming sound was uttered invisibly, and the corrugation of the Holy Son pushed the umbrella-shaped corrugation upside down in a rolling force.

Under the crushing force of Wang Feilin, she was crazy to fly, and the blood in her mouth continued to spit.

Even if Shengzi Ripple was not directly applied to him, the crushing force alone was enough to spit him to death.

More unfortunately, the direction in which he flew backwards was exactly where Su Yu and Cai Lin were.

Cai Lin's eyes were frozen, and she said, "Quick flash! We can't stop it!"

But how hard is it to avoid the blow of the Son? Even if you run your whole body, you may not be able to avoid it safely.

Seeing that the three were about to hit each other, Su Yumo silently took out the 80-year-old Dinghunmu and held it in his palm, which resolved most of the power of the Holy Son.

Immediately afterwards, the power of the World Extermination Dragon was secretly operated, removing most of the power on Wang Feilin.

In this way, his figure was slowed down. Su Yu took Cailin to avoid it. Wang Feilin slumped backwards, and then one of her heads fell to the ground, her feet fell to the ground, like a turtle planting her head, and she was embarrassed.

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

"Although the Son is overbearing, it is true that he is cheap."

"His luck is good, one back and eight forks in exchange for a life, the blessing of the Son, he would have killed him."

All eyes are ridiculous.

Wang Feilin, who had no face at all, felt even more embarrassed.

When Yu Guang noticed that she was indifferent, she easily ducked to the side of Cai Lin, anger rose from her heart, and got up and screamed, "Junk! Say, who made you mess up and deliberately tripped me?"

Judging from the situation just now, he really seems to be tripped by Su Yu.

But he knew it best.

Without Su Yu's resolving power, he was already lying on the ground and turned into an icy body.

Su Yu sneered: "People who beat you so embarrassed, you do n’t dare to say anything, do n’t dare to question, do n’t dare to retaliate, as if you have n’t done it! It ’s abusive to me, a helper The fierce look is full of resentment! Oh, people like you have weak hearts in their bones. If the maiden looks after you, she is really blind.

Wang Feilin's face turned red, and his angry anger was rising and rumbling, "Bashing! What do you deserve to comment on me? Do you know who it is? The clan of the King of Shengjing is noble more than ten times more than you! My turn I can't draw your finger! "

"Shut up!" Wang Sledgehammer walked calmly and scolded.

From his point of view, he clearly saw the whole process that just happened.

It was Su Yu that resolved the witch curse, and it was Su Yu that resolved the power, not to mention the life-saving grace, but to say that his hidden means and strength made Wang Dahammer's heart beat.

Seeing his nephew angered others, he scolded sharply.

Unexpectedly, his yell was counterproductive.

"Uncle! Until now, you still help him? Didn't you see that he was making me so embarrassed?" Wang Feilin exasperated.

Wang Sledgehammer held his shoulders and shook his head and said: "First, it's not that I help him, but that he is right. Without the courage to avenge the Son, don't anger others. This will only show you narrow, weak and incompetent. Second, you are not his opponent, so don't blame yourself. "

Although what he said was not good, it was reasonable.

But the angry Wang Feilin could hear the loyalty of the ear?

"Hahaha, I'm not as good as him?" Wang Feilin shook off his uncle's palm and said coldly: "Uncle, you are old, not only your brain is confused and help the outsiders, but even your eyes are not good enough. Do you even suspect that I am inferior to him?"

"Well, let me try. What's so great about him!" Wang Feilin walked as if flying, chanting mantras in his mouth, a strange ripple rising from his feet, making his feet like the wind, and his speed soared several times.

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Su Yu's intuition blurs the light and shadow, and a huge slap breaks through the space and draws to his cheek: "Give you a slap to wake you up!"

Su Yu's eyes were cold and a little smirk.

When he was outside, he spoke well, and Su Yu never went to his heart, disdain to care about this kind of scorn.

Just now she was angry with Su Yu, and she said she was too lazy to care.

Now, he kicked his nose on his face.

"Go!" Su Yu frowned, her right arm suddenly covered with a layer of dark dragon scales, pumping twice as fast as lightning.

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Two loud and clear slapping sounds rang through the audience.

Originally, it was watching the crowd, and his expression gradually became solemn. It was clear that Wang Feilin shot first, but in the end, Su Yu, who was the pretender, slaps two slaps without any chance of resistance.

puff--

The power of slaps was great, and the flesh on Wang Chee-lin's cheeks was blurred, and the whole body was covered with blood, and was put into the arms of Wang Sledgehammer who came over in time.

The pain caused Wang Feilin to restore his senses, and trembled and stared at Su Yu, who stood still.

At the turn of the hand, he felt a terrible suffocation, a feeling he had never experienced when facing the Wuzhongtian Wizard.

Only the Son can give him such a sense of panic.

"You ..." Wang Feilin covered her cheeks, angry and afraid.

Wang Sledgehammer let go of his nephew, and held his fist deeply in worship: "Thank you for your brother's mercy. The nephew is ignorant and hopes to atone for sin."

Su Yu glanced at them lightly, and looked away indifferently, and swept towards the Holy Son on the sky.

He is staring at Su Yu.

A little doubt lingered in his eyes: "Your breath seems to have known each other! We must have seen it somewhere."

Su Yu secretly said, not only had she seen it, she had also fought it.

"Also, even you can get rid of it together," said the Son indifferently, as if beheading and killing those who threatened him in public.

But at this moment, a sound of majestic sounds ran through the sky, causing the Wizard Unicorn at the feet of the Son to panic.

The holy son hummed and stepped on his feet, which made the unicorn quiet, his eyes stared coldly at the front: "Wang Qingchen!"

In the distance, a handsome young man with long blue hair, stepping on a white crane, is not sick and Xu Fei comes.

The youthfulness is restrained, but the magical powers that emanate from time to time fluctuate, but they are as terrible as the abyss.

"Zhao Tianyin, disappeared for a long time." Wang Qingchen looked indifferent, and flew in front of Uncle Wang Daqiao, staring at the Son.

The real name of the saint is Zhao Tianyin. In his youth, he once competed with Wang Qingchen for the position of contemporary saint.

Wang Qingchen lost the throne of the Son with one stroke.

"The defeated man." Zhao Tianyin hummed gently, concentrating to kill, and no longer shot.

This shows that he still has some fears about Wang Qingchen.

"Brother! You have to decide for me!" Wang Feilin covered her cheek as if to find the backbone.

He is actually Wang Qingchen's brother!

Wang Qingchen looked at him and said, "I just saw it."

Wang Feilin looked pleased and glared at Su Yu: "Brother, come back ten times for me!"

"Good!" Wang Qingchen nodded slightly, and stretched out his palm.

Snapped--

what--

But suddenly, he turned around, his face full of anger, and drew a palm of his hand back to Wang Feilin's face.

Wang Feilin was snoring and screamed: "Brother, why are you hitting me?"

Wang Qingchen said indifferently: "This slap is the elder brother thank you on your behalf, without him, you are already a pile of rotten meat!"

The voice fell, like lightning.

Snapped--

There was another crisp sound, and Wang Feilin was slapped again, and half of his cheek was sucked.

"This slap is an apology on behalf of the Wang clan. The ancients are clouded, and the hatred is unforgettable. You are gratified. You are ungrateful, treat others as enemies, and lose the face of my Wang clan!"

Wang Feilin's eyes were quivering and he was confused.

Immediately after that, another slap in the face, Wang Feilin's cheek was twitched in the last half and passed out on the spot.

"This palm is for you, remember the lessons of today." Wang Qingchen retracted the palm of his hand indifferently, and said, "Uncle Sledgehammer, take him back. Without my order in the future, don't let him come out to shame. ! "

Wang Sledgehammer smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, here you are, this is not our stage."

He punched Su Yu with his fists, and Wang Feilin, who was unconscious, quickly left.

At the end of the farce, Wang Qingchen went to Su Yu with his hand, and Yun Danfeng applauded and gave his head a sting: "The strength is acceptable."

After speaking, take care of yourself under the altar and don't talk to anyone, like the arrogant white crane in the sky.

Cai Lin frowned slightly: "It's so proud to look down on you! You are a character that the two emperors can't keep. Compared to you, how can he judge you so confidently?"

Su Yu just smiled and didn't care.

"Quack, sage Zhao Tianyin, Wang Clan, the Wang family, they all came here. It seems that today's assessment has some meaning." A faint sound of voices struck across the deep forest.

Many wizards couldn't help chanting mantras and resisting harsh sounds.

The soul-fixing tree in Su Yu's palm constantly exudes strength, offsetting this harsh dark power.

"It's Chu Bawang of Fanjing! He even rushed to take part in the assessment of the Holy Land today!"

"The strength of Chu Bawang ranked third in the scramble for the prince at that time. After more than ten years, I don't know how far he has cultivated and how much stronger than that year."

Su Yu stared at him and felt no small amount of oppression.

This person's strength is also extremely strong, at least not inferior to the deities of the triple heaven realm.

Wangyue Shenjiao is really talented, and in one stroke, it brought out three outstanding young talents!

Zhao Tianyin and Wang Qingchen both glanced at him silently, and then looked away with expressionless expressions. There were a few jealous flashes in the depths of the pupils.

Soon, a young man in a black robe and thin bones emerged from the deep forest.

He sneered and looked at the two old guards guarding the stairs: "The time is not good, so I can wait for the test."

The two old guards looked at the sky and let off the stairs, while taking out a wooden statue, they were still on the stairs.

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Two wooden statues burst, each of them exuding a yin and a yang, two special breaths, densely covering each step.

Yin and Yang are in harmony with each other ~ www.novelhall.com ~ There is me in you and you in me.

In the end, with a snoring sound, two strange flames, black and white, came out and plunged the stairs into the flame.

Black and white flames are very weird, neither cold nor hot, but they are extremely uncomfortable and extremely contradictory.

Cai Lin affixed to Su Yu's ear: "This is the yin and yang witch fire. The supreme flame that only the **** of the moon **** can master is more terrible than any of the known flames in the **** realm. It burns the soul and the soul is not pure enough. It ’s hard to stop burning. "

"The assessment is to walk from the flame to the altar on foot. If you can persist in the past, you will succeed, otherwise you will fail."

Su Yu knew it, staring at the yin and yang witch fire, and did not immediately step forward.

"Who waits first?" The two guards said mechanically.

There was a moment of silence in the crowd. A five-day-old wizard, with his eyes turned, walked first: "I'll come first!"

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