"Who are you?

I also admire me to explain it to you?"

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed into a gap, his body leaned forward slightly, and his palm holding the handrail tightly, making the handrail giggle sound. The cold light in his eyes was unsteady, like two sharp swords, which made Sheng Shuixiang and others in front of him change their faces.

All the strong men looked at Sheng Shuixiang with mocking faces.

The expressions in those pairs of eyes were all filled with deep sarcasm, as if they were watching a clown jumping.

This made the three brothers Sheng Shuixiang feel like a ray of light on their backs.

Sheng Huoxiang gently pushed his elder brother and said carefully: "Big, brother, let's forget it!"

"never mind?"

Sheng Shuixiang's facial features were twisted into a ball, his teeth were clenched and made a crisp sound, and he said, "Why forget it?"

Who is Xiao Yi?

I was willing to join Xiaoshanheyuan, which gave him enough face. It would be fine if he was not grateful, but he even eliminated us for no reason. Instead, he chose a group of losers.

I don’t agree..."                                                                                                                            �

This is in Xiaoshanheyuan, and even in front of Xiao Yi.

Sheng Shuixiang said this.

This is provoking Xiao Yi's majesty! Hearing the voices of the two brothers, Sheng Shuixiang also came to his senses. When he thought that this was not his Sheng family.

Just as Sheng Shuixiang looked up, he felt a series of cold and murderous gazes falling on him.

Gulu! Sheng Shuixiang swallowed hard, looked at him subconsciously, and his face turned pale with a sound.

I saw a group of disciples from Xiaoshanheyuan around me looking back and forth on them with the cold eyes that looked at them like they were looking at the dead.

Everyone's eyes were extremely cold.

?      No sympathy and pity, only disgust and murderous intent.

Hiss! The three brothers Sheng Shuixiang took a deep breath together. The terrifying eyes made him feel like he was between the wolves, and the cold sweat as big as beans rolled down.

Among the crowd.

Ye Heng's mouth raised slightly, and a cold smile rose: "It's just a cultivation level that has just entered the Dharma Realm. How dare he be so arrogant in my small mountain river courtyard?

I really don’t know what is in your head..." Jin Feiyan shook her head and sighed: “I guess they are all pretending to be Platycodon!”

"Does all the people in the Southern Heavenly Dynasty consider themselves so highly?"

The one who spoke was Ruan Yunyi, who had always been a little talker. Xiao Yi was not only his master but also his most respected idol. Sheng Shuixiang actually insulted and provoked Xiao Yi, which made him unable to help but sarcastically, "If you exist like you, my small mountains, rivers and courtyards can be found everywhere."

Do you really think you are a peerless genius?”

"Damn it, no one dared to humiliate me like this..." Sheng Shuixiang had regretted what he said just now, but suddenly heard the ridicule and squeezing of Ye Heng and others, which made him suddenly lose his mind in anger. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Heng and others with a gloomy face, and roared hysterically, "You frogs in the well, don't know what it means to have someone outside of people, there is a sky outside of heaven."

"Frog in the well?"

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Ye Heng and other disciples from Xiaoshanheyuan spoke one after another.

"Hmph! You are all a frog in the well. What kind of genius can you have in your little mountain river courtyard?"

Sheng Shuixiang snorted coldly, pointed at Sheng Jinxiang beside him, and said with a proud look, "My brother Sheng Jinxiang not only reached the Taoist realm before he was twenty years old, but also had natural divine power, and was also equipped with practice of the "Vajra Battle Body", with great power.

Not to mention the same realm, even compared with the strongest people in the first-class realm, they can easily fight and win over power..." Sheng Jinxiang held his head and chest up, his face full of pride.

Power!                                                                                                                              �

Ye Heng smiled playfully, gently pinched his hands and walked forward, and a crackling sound came from his wrist.

With a casual wave, a stone platform landed between the two of them. Ye Heng hooked his finger at Sheng Jinxiang: "Come on, let me see how terrible the so-called natural divine power is!"

"Are you sure you want to compete with me for strength?"

Sheng Jinxiang said with a strange look on his face.

On top of strength.

He has absolute confidence.

Ye Heng waved his hand and said, "If you want to compare, just compare, talk less nonsense!"

"hateful!"

Sheng Jinxiang snorted coldly, walked forward with all sides, raised his thumb and slowly pointed his thumb to the ground, and sneered, "It's still time to admit defeat now. If you start the competition later, be careful that I will break your hand!"

"please!"

Ye Heng stood on the side of the stone platform, holding the table with his elbows and said with a smile.

"Third brother, don't hold back, I'll ruin him!"

Sheng Shuixiang roared angrily.

Sheng Jinxiang nodded, lifted up his sleeve and exposed the giant arm that was poured into steel: "Ye Heng, right?

I heard that you are the Holy Body of Fighting Battle. Maybe your combat power is indeed very strong, but you will never be my opponent in terms of strength!”

Ye Heng said nothing.

The two of them clasped each other's palms.

All the strong men watching around showed curiosity: "Who do you think can win!"

"It must be Sheng Jinxiang. I have heard of this person's reputation as a natural divine power..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

However...                                                                                                                              �

A dull sound came from the stone platform.

The entire stone platform completely turned into a piece of powder. When the dust dissipated, Sheng Jinxiang was lying on the ground with his broken arm covered with his broken arm and screaming.

Ye Heng patted his hands gently and sighed: "It seems that the frog in the well that Sheng Shuixiang said is you. Otherwise, how could you dare to provoke me with strength?"

Fighting holy body.

How could he be a mortal?

"Brother, the third brother's hand is completely broken..." Sheng Huoxiang checked Sheng Jinxiang's injuries and confirmed that he had just broken his arm. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on Ye Heng again, "Hmph, I have heard that the body of the Battle Saint Body has strong physical strength and unparalleled combat power.

When I see you today, it’s true! I’m in the summer of Sheng Huoxiang, I want to try the body skills of your master in Xiaoshanheyuan!”

"Body?"

Jin Feiyan looked at him with a strange look on her face, smiled slightly, and said, "Since you want to compare your body skills, let the little girl accompany you!"

"Hmph, are there no one in your small mountain river courtyard?

He actually made a little girl compete with me..." Before Sheng Huoxiang finished speaking, he saw two crisp sounds interrupting his words.

There were bursts of burning pain on my face.
Chapter completed!