Huang Yuewu fell down with a palm.

Lu Weize pushed his palm up.

The two palms were against each other... Uh, before the two palms were about to end, Huang Yuewu was cowardly.

Because among the disciples below the foundation building, she had never met someone who dared to take her palm with her bare hands. Unexpectedly, Yaoyao, who was just a little qi-training, dared not change her face and just took her palm with her, which made her feel scared:

"Is this magic weapon invincible below the foundation building? No, this guy must be invincible below the foundation building... If you want to fight with this kid, Huang Yuewu, Huang Yuewu, I am indeed too young!"

Thinking of this, Huang Yuewu urgently closed her palms, braked in the air, and ejected her sword, hung high on her sword, and directly attacked a long-range attack.

Then he changed his fingers to pinch his fingers—

"Summer moon dance plate!"

Unfortunately, the spell had not been displayed yet, and a dazed figure had appeared behind her side, and the speed was far beyond her ability to react.

It's Yaoyao.

Lu Wei glanced at Huang Yuewu's figure from behind and smiled slightly:

"It's worthy of being the little butt that is directly passed on to the disciple. It's small and tight. Unfortunately, it's mine in the next second!"

Huang Yuewu's eyes stagnated.

What she feared most in her life was Lily. At this moment, she was frightened by Lu Wei's words and looked like earth. She didn't even have the courage to draw her sword to fight back. She was frightened and her heat-clearing urine wet her Taoist robe and asked tremblingly:

"You, what do you want to do to my butt?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "pop" sound—

Huang Yuewu flew out of the field!

A big palm print with five fingers separated was engraved on Huang Yuewu's buttocks, looking like a medal, and even the Taoist robe was directly beaten, funny and embarrassed.

"I'm still a kid..."

Ding—Congratulations to the host for eating a 9-layer Qi training tofu, rewarding 9 points of pleasure.

Ding—Congratulations to the host for defeating Huang Yuewu, a cultivator in the ninth level of Qi training, and his body craft critical strike consumes a total of 136 refreshing points, rewards 90 refreshing points, and receives a spoil worth 168 refreshing points.

"Cool!"

Lu Wei only felt excited.

According to his original calculations, he thought that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl or the Twelve Beauties would take the lead in besieging Zhang Wanlu, but unexpectedly, Huang Yuewu had selfish desires for him and sneaked into the false artifact.

In this way, after defeating Huang Yuewu alone, you can become Huang Yuewu at any time, thereby promoting the implementation of the plan faster.

Thinking of this, Lu Wei immediately returned to the Sanfu Group and explained the funeral to the long-legged girl Wei Ran. Then he went north alone and went to the main peak disciple base camp.

"The decisive battle moment... has arrived!"

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The audience outside the field was bored because they could not see the battle in the thick fog and shouted to refund the ticket. At this moment, they suddenly saw the direct disciple Huang Yuewu flying out with his body bent downward, like a full moon scimitar thrown out quickly.

“What’s the situation?!”

"The strongest disciple of the sect... was eliminated first?"

"Why is there a... red, red palm print on your butt?"

"Wait, don't say it, I seem to have seen this palm print shape somewhere!"

Lin Yingluo was happy when she saw this and smiled without saying a word.

There is no doubt that in her opinion, Huang Yuewu must have been defeated by her twelve daughters. The defeat of Huang Yuewu means that the Nine Heavens Xuannv is no leader, and there are no opponents on the way to win the championship with her twelve daughters.

"Yes, I'm now!"

"Even a group of weak chickens from the Sanfu Group have fought, what are we waiting for?"

"The decisive battle, the twelve ugly girls!"

"Roll ahhh!"

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Chapter completed!