Chapter 1590: Someone is laughing and somebody is crying

Elder Yu Xianghe's face (color) has always been concerned about Ding Jing.
An outrage sprang up.
The little girl of the Tai Ajian School is too ridiculous. Ding Jing obviously let her.
But Ding Jing was also unprepared, and when she saw the pretty girl, her eyes narrowed.
One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer, but also have to be divided into occasions!
This is fighting for the honor of Zong Men.
Be sure to give a good lesson to Ding Jing.
But that girl's fireball technique was quite novel.
Probably the spell they taught.
If Ding Jing is more serious, this attack will not win him.
To be honest, he was a little jealous of Bai He.
He (body sh n) is an elder of the Idol Sect, and he does not have a spell.
And that female disciple who was only a third-rate sword school actually would, you say that you are not angry!
Everyone can't spell, and they don't feel any envy.
But now a sect that can spell spells suddenly emerges, or sword repair, or the power that has just risen.
This is a bit unacceptable.
Hey!
Elder Yu Xianghe sighed silently.
Spell ... What a desirable skill!
The Royal Sword and Royal Sword are just a few swords and they are not spells.
The real magic can control everything.
For example, lightning storms, flowers, insects, birds, beasts, fire, fire ...
It is rumored that monks from the holy realm will feel some ways in this realm.
Some felt the spell from the storm and thunder and passed it on to their disciples.
Some felt the deeper magical powers and became the leader from the holy realm.
It is said that several of the king ’s true disciples will have spells, but unfortunately they are not visible!
Don't look at these so-called first-class second-class forces, they are fighting here (hot r).
Also scramble for what the southern power's number one pie is to compete for the position of leader.
For these kings, these battles were all a little petty.
As long as he is dissatisfied, there is no need to speak at all.
Whatever (lian) alliance does not (lian) alliance, must be dissolved immediately.
When Ding Jing was carried past him (body sh n), he glanced.
It's not life-threatening, it's just a bit miserable.
The whole face was almost roasted ((milk Ru) ru) pigs, and it was still shiny oily.
Hair is naturally left.
"Waste! Defeated by a woman with one stroke! Shame!"
With a wave of Yu Xianghe, the people under the door carried Ding Jing down and healed.
At this point, Bai He proudly stepped off the field.
The game has just ended.
She used the shortest time and the least tricks, or was a female ((sex) xing), and was the first disciple to win.
Naturally, the excitement and pride in my heart cannot be concealed.
Lu Ye was the most happy. She passed on two consecutive victories to her disciples and earned her a lot of face.
Li Yixiao laughed more than anyone else.
The disciples under the head personally pointing out are different.
Even the fighting style moved closer to the head.
Bai He's victory inspired the appetite of other disciples.
Anyone who can come to participate in the competition is a disciple who is personally instructed by the head.
But this is only part of the story.
The Taijian School is now approaching one million disciples.
But after the head of the guidance, that is, some of the disciples of the twenty-seven sword school who first came over.
The number is only about 10,000.
Among them, less than 500 people can learn spells.
Only 80 people arranged to participate in the competition.
Of these eighty people, all of them are considered elite disciples in the martial arts.
The head entrusted the matter to him, and he had to be careful, and everything had to be considered.
Come here to be famous in World War I, not only the momentum (qiangqiang), but also the shot (dry gan) crispy!