"He is too weak, and he gathers geniuses. He is so weak, he can be considered a geniuses? Even if he is weak, he still jumps around like this. Master Hu is unhappy. What is he doing to cultivate? He has cultivated himself to the dog!"

As the night became deeper, Huanghu looked merciless, and the geniuses here were all unstable and their hearts were shocked.

A monk who was beaten by Huanghu was weak? He was definitely not weak, but Huanghu actually defeated him easily.

It should be said that Huang Hu is too strong!

This is the essence of being able to fight with Wang Daju for hundreds of rounds of monsters. According to rumors, the Feng Shui geniuses here are like this. Some of them face the thunder and furious Wang Daju, and will never fall behind.

If you say this, the genius of Feng Shui is very evil.

"Thu Master was defeated twice. You guys are useless. If you want to see his strength, challenge yourself." Huang Hu stared at the slender genius in the field, "Your name is Song..."

"Song Yulin." Thunderbird reminded.

"Song Yulin, the so-called twelve sons of sincerity."

"fourteen"

"Forget it, you are the only one who is stronger, why don't you accompany you to practice with Master Hu?" Huang Hu's eyes were burning, his smile was a little cruel, his body was as shaking as a mountain, and his fierce aura filled with it, revealing a little fighting spirit.

"I can do it too." At this time, the Thunderbird said lightly, his eyes also very bright.

"Of course, we can do it too!" Other geniuses in Feng Shui also said, it can be said that they are very presumptuous.

We came from the Daluo Mountain Realm, and I really thought you would be better than us. The great way is going! It is not like this.

"How can we discuss the Tao without fighting? "

The genius of Feng Shui was standing on the same line at this time, and the so-called fourteen sons were all in a state of uncertainty.

Song Yulin's body was lit and he couldn't tell what his expression was. He clenched his fists tightly in his cuffs, but in the end, his smile remained harmonious: "How can you hurt the harmony in the middle of the night? You can wait anytime in the future."

"Tsk, it's not strong." The Huanghu continued to drink freely. Next, in the second half of the night, the genius of Fengshui became active. Although Song Yulin was still as calm as water and talked loudly, there was no central trend. His eyes swept across the thunderbird and Huanghu from time to time.

In the second half of the night, the tiger and the thunderbird were a little rude. The two sang and drank, and then challenged each other and left the city together, making it easier for a fight outside the city to have a huge momentum, shining the sky, shaking the earth, and shaking the boundless.

Some monks left after hearing the news and looked farther away. It was indeed a great battle of geniuses with great quality, and they were almost collapsing!

In the early morning, the two geniuses stood in front of the city gate, a little hysterical and furious. They shouted: "Wang Daju, I want to challenge you, come out for me, what a good man is hidden! If you have the ability to enter the city, if you have the ability, come out, I know you are inside!"

Damn, they stood on the top of the mountain and had been posing for so long before they reached a few spectators? There was no decisive atmosphere. After asking, I realized that they all came back with Miao Jiu. This was an open and shameless despair!

I felt so angry.

"Wang Daju, come out, come out soon, I want to challenge you!"

They shouted loudly, and the voices were heard far away. Some monks were a little excited and expectant: "Is anyone going to challenge Wang Daju so soon?"

At this time, a golden rainbow jumped out of the moat, a black light, and the wild tiger and the thunderbird attacked directly, and they were shot away with two bangs.

"What are you quarreling in the morning?" Huang Hu cursed.
Chapter completed!