Chapter 221: Sky League Five Monsters

"What the hell!"
Someone in the audience yelled, "What's the matter?"
"Yeah, if you don't have the skills, don't let it!" The audience yelled, especially those who later raised the Tianmeng.
These people scolded and greeted Fang Yingcai's ancestors eight generations, and even Wenmeng scolded them.
Wen Qiubo, the leader of the Wenmeng League, was very embarrassed, and he yelled at Fang Yingcai in his heart. If Fang Yingcai had a relationship with the alliance leader, he would have rushed to the stage to beat him.
Would have been easy to win, this guy has to get these moths out, what the hell?
Hua Qiubo was upset, and the situation on the stage also changed.
Fang Yingcai killed and chopped, and immediately suppressed Liu Wenchuan's sword. The word beheaded again, and Liu Wenchuan retreated.
"Brother, you can admit defeat." Ning Wufeng was conscious of the voice and rang in Liu Wenchuan's mind.
"Brother Ning!"
Liu Wenchuan was immediately overjoyed, and he couldn't help whispering. It just fell into Fang Yingcai's ears.
"Well, no one can save you now. Even if Ning Wufeng comes, I will defeat him!"
Fang Yingcai said coldly.
"I surrender!"
After Liu Wenchuan confirmed Ning Wufeng's figure again, he shouted and stepped back.
Fang Yingcai's spiritual power rolled into waves on the ground.
Rao is victorious, but his face is extremely ugly.
"Thank you, Brother Fang for pointing." Liu Wenchuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth severely. In this scene, he completely recognized the essence of Fang Yingcai, and he was a villain of all kinds!
"The younger brother has won a prize." Fang Yingcai squeezed out a smile, but finally the image of a gentleman was ruined.
Liu Wenchuan stepped down from the ring in a meteor step. Since Brother Ning is back, the pressure in his heart is greatly reduced.
But when he looked around, he could not see Ning Wufeng's figure, and he could not help looking at the VIP compartment upstairs.
Everyone was caught up in verbal criticism of the Wenmeng League.
Fang Yingcai's face was extremely ugly, and he said gloomily, "Who will be on the stage next?"
Obviously, there is only one Lin Yuqing left in Tianmeng.
"It's your little sister's turn." Xiao Ziyi smiled mysteriously.
"What? You're interested in her?"
Xiao Ziyi laughed and said nothing.
At this time, Lin Yuqing slowly walked up to the platform and said, "Tianmeng Lin Yuqing has met Brother Fang."
Be polite, there is a lot of ladylike style.
Fang Yingcai stared at her, and suddenly found that the girl became more and more savory. How did she not find it before, she immediately made a dignified appearance and said, "I have seen Master Lin."
"Please enlighten me, Brother." Lin Yuqing Hao's wrist turned, and an ice spirit sword appeared in the hands. The sword was tapered, transparent and transparent, exuding a chilling atmosphere, which matched her momentum.
Yingzi is refreshing. Different from Ruan Yue's attitude of a familiar beauty. It is a kind of high cold that is not close to life.
Fang Yingcai was so excited that a smile appeared on her face, saying, "I'm willing to let Shimei do it."
"No need, Yu Qing can't stand it."
Lin Yuqing said lightly, but listening to Fang Yingcai's ears, it was not the taste, his face was hot.
He was about to justify a few words, but Lin Yuqing had already shot.
Bingmo spirit sword stabbed, sweeping a faint white gas. Fang Yingcai felt startled when he felt that the spiritual power was not circulating.
How is this going?
He wondered, and Volley wrote a word of "fire", and the word of fire stirred up the hot spirit and burned to that white gas.
But I did not expect that Baiqi was not burned.
Fang Yingcai was surprised, and soon felt that her spiritual power was showing signs of being frozen, and Volley hurriedly wrote a word "Han".
The flame assisted the gas, and the flame instantly evaporated the white gas.
"Sister, good cold spirit." Fang Yingcai said in amazement. The left hand spirit pen wrote the word "hot" in front of her, and the surrounding spirit suddenly boiled.
Lin Yuqing gave him a faint glance. The spirit sword of Bingmo turned white in the air, and the tip of the sword danced like a white ribbon.
"Xian Chen Jianjue."
She is dancing and dancing, like a fairy in the Guanghan Palace, noble and not profane.
Everyone in the audience widened their eyes, like a dream.
"Good lady!" A cheer was passed from the VIP compartment, so that everyone awakened from their dreams.
It is Ye Zhiqiu.
"I want to raise her ten million," he said loudly.
On the side, his younger brother Ye Qiu hurriedly said, "Big ... Brother, don't mess around. We lost 60 million yesterday."
Lin Yuqing suddenly danced beautifully, but after all, she is a newcomer, and she definitely has no advantage over the top talents.
"I don't understand?" Ye Zhiqiu gave him a white look. "Why don't you spend a lot of money for a beauty?"
Ye Qiu suddenly suddenly nodded and said yes. Otherwise, my brother is smart.
In the southeast corner of the compartment, Ning Wufeng also showed his surprise. I did not expect that the little sisters who are rare in ordinary days were so amazing.
But he thought about it, it seems that when he met for the first time, he talked with them a few more words, and then there was less contact.
"We can't see her through," Xiao Ziyi said softly in Ning Wufeng's ears, exhaling like blue.
"Can't see through?" Ning Wufeng chuckled and said, "Why should you see through, shouldn't everyone have a secret?"
He smiled faintly, making Xiao Ziyi suddenly laugh.
"Okay, it looks like you're a weirdo, it's really weird." She covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Tianmeng Wuguai? Whose name is this?"
"It's all passed from outside."
On the stage, Lin Yuqing's dancing postures made countless people thrilled and shocked, and many women were overshadowed by it.
Fang Ying, who was the first to suffer, was even more shocked. The spirit pen hurriedly danced under the agitation of spiritual power.
The Book of Heaven is powerful.
"The water of the Yellow River is up!"
Fang Yingcai's face was extremely gloomy. With a big stroke, a surge of momentum surged out, and spiritual power fell from the sky like a raging river.
"It's so powerful!" The crowd whispered.
From the word to the sentence, the power of Tianshulu has increased several times and dozens of times. They couldn't help looking at Fang Yingcai sympathetically, cursing such a beautiful woman, and he was able to fight hard.
The audience only saw him driving Lin Yuqing back and forth, but did not know the shock in Fang Yingcai's heart. This little sister and sister who did not show the mountains and mountains was so amazing.
He felt that although his spiritual power had the risk of being frozen by her, he stirred up the spiritual power frantically, so as not to be frozen by Lin Yuqing.
At this time, Lin Yuqing's dancing posture fluttered, and she gently stepped on the waves. Everywhere she went, the cold air under her feet moved, instantly freezing her spiritual power.
But after she walked away, the spiritual power thaw instantly. So no one was present at the scene.
Bingmo Lingjianguang pierced the Tao Tao's potential and killed Fang Yingcai.
With a bang, Fang Yingcai was in shock and looked pale.
"A sudden spring breeze comes!"
His magical spirits stirred up, the light poured out, and the flowers bloomed everywhere, very striking.
Just now, he ate Lin Yuqing's loss.
"I don't want you to pay attention to Tianmeng." Lin Yuqing's lips trembled, and only he and Fang Ying could hear clearly.
Immediately, she left on the flowers.
"I hope the brother will not let others know about the fight."
She stepped out of the ring and conceded.
Fang Yingcai looked at the back of her departure with embarrassment. How could she end up feeling like this? He won two games in a row and felt worse than eating feces?
Don't tell others, are you warning him?
A look of anger appeared on his face, but thinking of one stroke of the Yellow River was broken by her, and the stroke of the spring breeze did not hurt Lin Yuqing, and his heart was shaken.
This girl is so powerful!
This battle is not as thrilling as before, but in Fang Yingcai's mind, he is not afraid of the turbulent waves. What is going on?
Obviously, in the second round of the group, Tianmeng was out and Wenmeng was promoted.
However, the people in the audience scoffed at the two games won by Tianmeng. Do not understand pity and love jade in a game, hot hands destroy flowers.
In the other two battles, Stuart made a good shot in the League of Democrats, defeating the Youth League in a row, and finally surrendered and surrendered.
In the battle alliance, Ling Tian also shot, and the sharp sword victory over Jun League. He looked around at Tianmeng, but found no trace of Ning Wufeng, slightly showing regret.
In the end, the war alliance also successfully stood out.
This was followed by a fight between the second place in each group and a fight between the first place. In fact, after the competition just now, everyone has a ranking.
In the end, the battle for rankings was a foregone conclusion, with Imperial League first, Battle League second, and Wenmen League third. Celestial League came sixth.
Brothers Situ Buqun left, Situ Shan glanced at the place of Tianmeng and hummed quietly.
At this time, the people of the Fire League came to the two of Liu Wenchuan.
"You guys are really lucky this time. They actually got the sixth place, haha." The red-haired boy wished Haha laughed and stared straight at Liu Wenchuan.
"And what makes you make that flame knife, unsightly."
Liu Wenchuan snorted softly. "Then you are also seventh. They are behind us."
I wish you arrogance and yell, "Huh, what a pride, after tomorrow night, your cosmopolitan is still at the bottom. Don't forget there will be one tomorrow night!"
"At the bottom?" Liu Wenchuan shrugged and smiled: "I'm afraid you can't decide that."
Zhu Xun's temper was hot, and he immediately said, "Boy, what are you talking about? I won't accept it and fight! You won't even recognize your mother, believe it or not!"
At this time, the people of the Fire League hurried over and pulled Zhu Yan away.
When he was leaving, he did not forget to yell, "You wait for me!"
"Brother, let's go, too." Lin Yuqing glanced gently at Zhu Yi, without the slightest mood swing. In her eyes it didn't interest him at all.
"No rush, we wait for Brother Ning." Liu Wenchuan followed Zhu Zhu's back with a snorting cry.
"Brother Ning?"