Chapter 660

"A big tone, you..." Someone is not jealous.
But one sentence has not finished, suddenly recognized the origin of this black double-pointed gun, thought of a name, suddenly scared face pale, sucking a cold air, do not dare to say, squatting and leaving the Tiange .
"Haha, do you want to clear the field? Yeah, Laozi has long been too noisy, let the wastes that are not strong enough to get out, only the true genius, they deserve to stay here." Someone laughed.
This is a young man with a hairpin.
He is very ordinary in appearance, looks awkward, barefoot, and a trousers and ankles are worn and shattered, revealing the calf underneath the sturdy black hair. He is unrestrained, and the wind and the clouds generally eat the wine and food on the gold low table. A fine light, full of hands are full of greasy, casually wiped on the broken clothes, stretched out.
"You call this Hanako dare to say this, look for death..." Someone yelled in anger.
The voice has not fallen.
boom!
A soft bang, Kerala.
The man collapsed into a large piece on the chest. Apparently, all the sternum was broken. It was like a broken paper basket that flew out and fell into the river below.
"This guy is unlucky, but he did not recognize [a palm broken soul] Ding Desheng." Someone whispered quietly, and then, like the demon god, the first time turned and left.
The scene of such fighting continued to appear, and the Tiange suddenly became a mess.
But the people who didn't have [Miao Zhai Zhai] came out to stop it. The beautiful woman Fang Fei, who stood on the top of Jintai, also said nothing, laughing and looking at everything that happened in front of her. It was obvious that at this time, the contest was Allowed.
Some geniuses who think they are not strong enough will eventually leave.
It is not necessary to see the Yuehua Fairy. There is no need to take risks.
Anyway, before the Pinfang meeting, they all bought a woman who was interested in it. The florists of the major flower boats are not comparable to the moon fairy, but after all, they are real best things, and they are worthwhile. It is.
In a twinkling of an eye, there are only ten people left in the Tiange Hall.
Ding Hao did not leave.
The reason why he did not leave was not to see the moon fairy, but because the golden scorpion did not leave.
Ding Hao did not know what the flower monk was playing, but he was willing to stay and see.
"Well? People who seem to be pretentious, there are still a lot of them." The young man who shouted his hair [a slap in the face] Ding Desheng, glanced around the people who had not left on all sides, and finally his eyes fell on Ding Hao. On the body.
He stared at Ding Hao with a smile, and shook his head with a slight pity: "The little guy, the little role of flying Sun Xing, is actually a very poor record, not much persuasive, look at your fine skin Meat, or roll it, so that Laozi can do it, you will be hurt."
The young black-haired man who was defeated by Ding Hao was called Sun Xing.
Ding Hao slowly stood up and did not speak, suddenly a boxing out.
Suddenly purple gas filled, a purple dragon-shaped flame from the Ding Hao fist screaming out.
Ding Desheng changed his face, and his hands suddenly became scarlet and bloody. He shouted and took a palm.
A big red paw print, like a blood clot, slammed out.
The palm print hit the purple dragon-shaped boxing flame, and suddenly the explosion blew open. The Tiange was suddenly full of strength, and the scarlet strength was like blood.
Ding Desheng smiled and solidified.
The purple dragon-shaped boxing force is not handsome, but it is directly bombarded toward him, and the wind is paved. It only feels like a terrible atmosphere like a mountain. It’s like a mountain, and it’s rushing, and he’s roaring again and again. Sending a few notes [Scarlet Big Palm Print], but still can not resist, the body was hit by a hammer, suddenly hit the ground to fly out ...
"Hey...hey!" He stepped back and forth a dozen steps before he barely stood firm, his throat was sweet, and he spurted a arrow.
Ding Hao looked at him quietly, word by word: "Just this punch, is it convincing?"
Everyone looks at each other.
[一掌断魂] Ding Desheng is a young genius who has recently emerged. No one knows his origins, but his strength is terrible. A pair of flesh palms are comparable to the weapon of the gods, and they are powerful, and they have beaten countless masters. I have never heard of who lost him in the hands of the genius who can be ranked in the top 50 within the dozens of states.
In the Tiange tonight, Ding Desheng can definitely enter the top ten, which is a very difficult role.
Who knows that this Tsing Yi teenager is just a punch, he will smash the blood of Ding Desheng.
Who is this boy?
Where did it come from?
The eyes of the white-sworded swordsman and the black-skinned young man were concentrated on Ding Hao’s body for a moment, showing a surprised look, a change of look, and not knowing what he was thinking.
On the far side of the Jintai, the beautiful woman Fangfei has a pair of wonderful eyes, and also stayed in Ding Hao for a long time, apparently being greatly shocked.
"Good strength, what is this Tsing Yi teenager? Is it tyrannical? This time even the master has looked away, Ding Desheng is also one of the optimistic candidates, but in front of him is vulnerable! This is absolutely It is important to pay attention to it. Maybe the organization can benefit from him."
Fang Fei was shocked.
She quietly gestured to a female warrior standing outside the hall.
The latter quickly turned and left, as if to report something.
In the middle of the hall.
"Okay, okay, I really can't think of it. I have kicked the iron plate this time. I have cultivated it. I am a scholar. You have left a name to let Laozi know that it is in the hands of someone." Ding Desheng’s eyes Hey, staring at Ding Hao.
"Northern domain, Ding Hao." The voice is clear.
Ding Desheng heard a word.
This name has never been heard before.
However, since it came from the northern region, it is not the strongman of the Middle-earth Shenzhou. Now I sneer and say: "Well, this name is remembered by Laozi. The green hills are not changed, the green water is flowing, we will have a period of time, one day sooner or later. Lao Tzu will come again to ask for advice."
After that, the figure was suddenly turned into a streamer and left.
With his fame and identity, since the defeat is so simple, it is equivalent to losing the qualification to continue the competition, and naturally no face continues to stay here.
Ding Hao slowly sat back to the original place, no longer paying attention to everyone.
The two female warriors around me, Mu Yu and Miao Yu, still can't hide the shocking color on their faces.
In particular, Mu Hao, one of the leaders of the female warrior, has a large o-shaped mouth, and the shock in her heart is hard to say.
She had made a big mistake because of a small look at Ding Hao. Originally, it was incredible to think that Ding Hao had defeated Sun Xing. Now it seems that it is just the tip of the iceberg of Ding Hao’s strength. This seemingly gentle and modest Tsing Yi teenager, Strength is really unfathomable.
Fortunately, he has already received his forgiveness, otherwise today is not only simple to die.
The two men carefully guarded Ding Hao.
The eyes of others have also been removed from Ding Hao’s body.
After this battle, Ding Hao’s strength has won the recognition of another person, and no one is willing to provoke such a sly character.
At this time, there are still nine people left in the hall. Four people must be eliminated. The remaining five talents are eligible to enter the back hall.
"Monk, do you want to stay?" A master who is in the realm of the four emperors, stared at the golden scorpion that was comparable to the previous one.
"Amitabha!" Kim said, screaming at the Buddha, saying: "The phases of all beings are the same, and the red powder is also awkward. You see, Xiao Yan naturally sees it."
When he said this, the Sanskrit characters were looming, and a vague Buddha’s golden shadow was behind him. Everyone felt that they had a good time in their hearts. They couldn’t help but think of many regrets in the past, and they could not help but feel uncontrollable. My own feelings, I only think that the Buddha's golden body is like a god, almost squatting.
"Hey!" The white swordsman snorted and awake from the edge of the illusion.
The next moment the Buddha disappeared, the golden light Sanskrit characters dissipated.
Everyone present at the scene was full of anger, and there was awe in the gaze of Kim Jong-soo.
This handsome jade is just like a monster. With a few words, you can motivate the emotions of everyone. This is supernatural. It is too terrible.
No one is going to provoke this enchanting.
The next thing has nothing to do with Ding Hao.
After some fights, four people finally left.
In the end, the white-sworded swordsman, the black-haired rifle-skinned young man, Ding Hao, Jin Zizi, and a young man wearing a Chinese costume, holding a folding fan, not tall, even more handsome than Ding Hao and Jin Zizi, can almost be described as beautiful young People, a total of five people, got the chance to enter the back hall.
"You are a little man, you are the dragon of the people. I believe that Yuehua Fairy will be very interested to see you, please."
The character beauty Fang Fei walked down from the Jintai and made a gesture of asking for a few people to walk deep in the ring corridor after the Chaotian Pavilion.
Ding Hao has never been sitting in front of the golden short table.
"Hey? Ding Gongzi is still not full? Rest assured, the food on the banquet in the back hall is much more refined than here." After seeing Ding Hao did not move, Fang Fei opened a small one. joke.
Ding Hao shook his head and said: "I just came with my friends and didn't want to enter the back hall."
Others looked at Ding Hao's gaze and suddenly looked like a monster.
Just kidding, it’s all this time. You suddenly said that you have no interest in going to the back hall. What kind of high-profile performance did you perform before? Especially the last genius who lost in the fight, isn’t it too embarrassing? If you say it early, he can still get a chance to buy a thousand dollars.
After Fang Fei’s glimpse, watching Ding Hao’s gaze, he had a bit more fun.
This Tsing Yi boy will not be playing tricks?
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