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The boundless hair on the ground has been burned in general, and the smell of burnt paste spreads out, which makes the people around frown.

I wipe it. Some people can't believe it.

Although boundless is not comparable to Wuxiang, but it is also a seed level player. Unexpectedly, it was extinguished by the little monk who was burning the fire to cook. Everyone could not accept it for a moment.

In particular, the boundless master was so ethereal that he stood up all of a sudden and moved his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Say what ah, willing to gamble and admit defeat, no matter what means people use, boundless is already lost.

The useless on the stage was still standing stupidly. He felt a little trance. Once upon a time, he had such a dream. He stood on the stage alone, majestic and full of vigor.

But is this true? He doesn't know. His head is blank now. There is nothing in front of him, only the burning fire in the stove.

"At last the valley can breathe." Prajna, sitting in the distance, saw the situation and laughed.

"Son of a bitch, you're still throwing somebody on it. Get back here." It's not someone else. It's empty.

Empty valley's voice was very loud, and everyone could hear it. On the surface, he was scolding his disciples, but the spirit knew that it was showing off like him.

After Konggu scolded him, his face showed an unconscious smile, looked at the ethereal side, and then sat down again.

Useless, I don't know how to get down from the stage. When I came to the master's side, I felt uneasy.

Kongo couldn't help laughing at the silly futility. He patted his shoulder with one hand, and then said to the fat elder martial brother, "go back and make him something delicious. Look at the skinny one. You, the elder martial brother, don't know how to take care of him."

Useless instant tears run, into the temple for such a long time, master finally willing to look at him with positive eyes. It's true to make delicious food for him. He couldn't believe it.

The next contest did not cause any waves. We were still immersed in the useless and boundless competition, unable to extricate themselves.

After five games in a row, game six finally began.

"No 14, no intention to fight against no phase." The monk on the stage turned and left.

After hearing this sentence unintentionally, I feel a little depressed. How can I be so unlucky? I even fell in love with a gifted teenager. It seems that this unfortunate number is really

"Don't panic. You can." Zhang Xiaojian patted the unintentional shoulder.

He nodded unintentionally.

Wuxiang is still on the stage and boundless stage, the burning of the package is very angry.

A golden Zen stick, in the air brought out a dazzling golden cloud, and then after a few circles, this with no phase fell on the stage.

"The golden Chan staff is the magic weapon for martial uncle Kong Ling to become famous." There was an uproar under the stage.

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned for a while, frowned and asked Konggu, "is that Zen stick very powerful?"

Kongo nodded and said, "the Buddhist staff itself is a golden scale boa constrictor, which is changeable and powerful."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded. She was really worried.

Although he cut the ghost wood to unintentionally, but after all, the time is relatively short, it is really hard to say whether he can win or not.

"I don't want to win this game. I won't be satisfied if I can take three moves under the opponent's hands." Kongo said.

At this time, unintentionally had already walked to the stage, looked at the majestic Wu Xiang, bowed down to salute, and said: "please be merciful, elder martial brother."

Wuxiang looked cold and said: "you cook not well, run to the stage disgrace, if you know how to go down now, you won't be hurt by the time, martial uncle will run to the master's front to get angry."

If you don't have a look, the empty valley under the stage is really listening. The blue veins on your forehead are protruding. I wish I could go up and teach this back by myself.

For a long time, Kongo took a look at Zhang Xiaojian and said, "if you fight him, teach him a good lesson."

"No, it should." For a long time, Zhang Xiaojian responded.

“……” Empty valley thought for a long time, also did not have a suitable word to respond, swallowed two saliva, did not say anything.

The stage is already in a state of tension. Wu Xiang doesn't intend to use the golden Zen stick. It's too humiliating to use the golden Zen stick to deal with a person who cooks by burning a fire. He thinks that he can beat down the unintentional with one hand.

No intention also did not take out the ghost wood, just looked at each other coldly.

Wu Xiang hooked up her little finger and showed a sarcastic smile on her face.

Unintentionally still did not move, because Zhang Xiaojian told him, lingyunbu is suitable for the other party to start first, find the weakness of the other party in the movement, and then release the hand.

Wu Xiang finally couldn't help the expression that he didn't want to be dead. He didn't want to talk too much with the calf. Although it was too much, he had already reserved his face and only used three points of attack?Big Vajra hand, this move let the empty valley under the stage was surprised, did not expect that Wuxiang this calf shot is the most vicious one.

Wuxiang's body is moving fast enough with six shadows and dozens of palm images without intention.

The people here in the empty valley are all holding a cold sweat unintentionally, but the people on the empty side all show an excited expression on their faces.

"Elder martial brother Wuxiang has been merciful. Otherwise, the boy may die without a burial place. " A little monk said.

The voice did not fall, the expression on these faces instantly solidified, all stupidly looking at the stage.

Because, just at the moment when they felt that Wuxiang must win, that is, when Wuxiang's big Vajra hand was about to be attacked by no intention, the situation changed in an instant. The unintentional body suddenly became blurred, and more than a dozen shadows disappeared.

"I wipe, more than a dozen shadows, can't I?" Someone called out in surprise.

Wu Xiang feels exactly the same as others at this time. Surprise, absolute surprise, and fear after surprise.

People disappear in front of him, and everyone knows what it means.

At this time, mindless has appeared behind the non phase, the body rotation has not stopped, a leg then the body rotation has kicked over.

The spirit under the stage was so scared that it broke out in a cold sweat.

If Wu Xiang wants to avoid this move, I'm afraid it will be difficult. Is it really a shame for his disciple to be kicked out of the stage again.

Wuxiang is obviously aware of this. In this case, it is impossible to escape. The speed of the other party is so fast that he is above him. What should we do? Wu Xiang's forehead is blue and his face is red.