I started cultivating immortals from the first level of Qi refining in the city

"I don't need Master Shishan to worry about this."

Ximen Fengyun smiled coldly, then looked towards the ring, and said indifferently: "Su Youyou didn't surrender, the game continues, Song Qingyang, you can do whatever you want."

"understand!"

Hearing this, Song Qingyang strode over, grabbed Su Youyou by the neck, and lifted Su Youyou from the ground with one hand.

At this moment, Su Youyou's feet were more than one meter above the ground, and she clasped Song Qingyang's big hand with her two small hands, trying to break free, but it was of no avail.

Because she couldn't breathe, Su Youyou's small face flushed red, but her eyes showed a fierce light, staring at Song Qingyang viciously.

"Hehe, little Yu Nian, are you not convinced?"

Song Qingyang smiled playfully: "But it's a pity, you are no longer my opponent."

boom!

After finishing the words, Song Qingyang punched Su Youyou in the face and let go at the same time.

Su Youyou's body flew upside down and landed heavily on the floor, her face pale.

"Yuyo, surrender quickly!"

Seeing this, Qian Shanxue hurriedly said: "As long as you surrender, the game will be over!"

"Mom, I don't surrender!"

Su Youyou stood up forcibly, wobbling a little, gritted her teeth and said stubbornly: "My father is Su Yang, I can't embarrass him, and my father hasn't appeared yet, I want to give him a surprise, I will let my father Seeing how I played the game, my father said that I will be back soon, and I will wait for him."

boom!

But at this moment, Song Qingyang's figure flickered, reappeared, and knocked Su Youyou to the ground with a punch.

Su Youyou's head slammed into the floor with a sway, bleeding out.

"Hehe, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for the remnants of the Su family!"

Afterwards, Song Qingyang took a step forward, raised his foot and stepped on Su Youyou's back, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he was about to trample Su Youyou to death immediately.

"long!"

Seeing this, Qian Shanxue's eyes were slightly moist, and a terrifying and cold aura erupted from his body instantly.

In an instant.

With her as the center, white snowflakes appeared in a place ten meters in diameter.

The water droplets in the air condensed into snow, which slowly fell, and the surrounding temperature dropped to freezing point.

"Qian Shanxue, do you think I don't exist?"

Seeing this, Master Qingcheng also erupted with a terrifying aura, stopping Qian Shanxue.

"Hmph, Mount Qingcheng, that's too much!"

Shi Haohan saw that his grandson was beaten so badly, but Song Qingyang refused to let it go, and immediately became angry. A terrifying aura crushed the Lord of Qingcheng Mountain.

"Shi Haohan, do you want to disrupt the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts?"

The words released by Ximen Fengyun made Song Qingyang ruthless, and now he would naturally not stand by and unleash his power to meet Shi Haohan.

"Ximen Fengyun, try it yourself!?"

Seeing this, Zhang Tianlei next to him stared at Ximen Fengyun with a heavy face while carrying the big animal skin drum.

Although the benevolent teacher had conflicts with Suyang Qian Shanxue, she couldn't bear to see the four-year-old baby tortured to death, so she stood by Qian Shanxue's side.

At the scene, all the secrets were on the verge of breaking out, and Song Qingyang didn't know whether to fight or not.

"Amitabha."

At this moment, the silent monk Yuantong clasped his hands together, and said the Buddha's mantra: "Everyone, stop your power, there is no need to go to war."

"Patriarch Ximen, God has the virtue of loving life. That little girl named Su Youyou is only four years old."

Abbot Yuantong pointed it out directly: "Besides, she has been enlightened, it will be difficult to make progress in this life, and she will not pose any threat to you, so let her live."

While speaking, Abbot Yuantong was illuminated by Buddha light all over his body. Although he didn't release his aura, no one dared to underestimate him.

Ximen Fengyun was silent for a moment, looked at the people around him, and then at Abbot Yuantong, with a flash of fear in his eyes, finally nodded and said: "Hehe, since Abbot Yuantong has spoken, I must give Bodhi Mountain face."

"Song Qingyang, beat Su Youyou down, save her life, remember, just don't beat her to death!" Ximen Fengyun ordered with some deep meaning.

"Yes!"

Song Qingyang understood, and after answering, he showed a playful smile.

Subsequently.

He raised his foot and kicked Su Youyou's side heavily, kicking Su Youyou off the ring.

"long!"

Wang Fugui and Zhang Mugu in the audience wanted to rush forward to teach Song Qingyang a lesson, but they were stopped by the on-site referee.

At this moment, seeing Su Youyou fall down, Wang Fugui rose into the air and caught the eldest niece.

Zhang Mugu hurried over, and after an inspection, he said solemnly: "She is seriously injured, although she is not fatal, but I'm afraid she will have to use a wheelchair in the future."

"what!"

When Wang Fugui heard the words, he blamed himself very much on the spot: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have let Yoyo enter the ring, I'm sorry for her!"

"Uncle Fugui, is my father here?" At this moment, Su Youyou said weakly.

"Your father should be delayed by something, so"

"Well, Dad must be doing something very important. Uncle Fugui, have you recorded the video?" Su Youyou asked again.

Wang Fugui cried and said: "It's recorded, it's recorded, Uncle Fugui recorded the whole process."

"Thank you Uncle Fugui, but please Uncle Fugui edit the place where I was beaten, I don't want my father to see it, then he will, he will"

Before she finished speaking, Su Youyou passed out because of her serious injuries.

At this moment, Qian Shanxue flew down from the high seat, picked up the unconscious Su Youyou, and left the scene.

"Don't worry, I will find someone to treat Yoyo." Before leaving, Qian Shanxue said.

After watching Qian Shanxue leave with Su Youyou in his arms, Wang Fugui's eyes turned red instantly when he saw Song Qingyang walking down from the ring.

"Hehe, why, are you angry?"

Song Qingyang smiled provocatively: "Your name is Wang Fugui, right? Don't you like playing suona very much? Su Youyou is half dead. Why don't you play a suona to celebrate?"

"Song Qingyang!" Wang Fugui stared at Song Qingyang furiously.

The same was true of Zhang Mugu who was next to him, and said coldly: "Song Qingyang, are you still human, you can even kill a four-year-old girl?"

"What's your business?"

Song Qingyang didn't give Zhang Mu any face, left a word coldly, and then strode away.

Wang Fugui was furious and wanted to rush up to teach Song Qingyang a lesson, but was hugged by Zhang Mugu.

"Brother Fugui, he has just taken the ancient pill and stepped into the late stage of Shenzong in a short period of time. We may not be his opponents. Bear with it for a while and wait for Young Master Su to come back."

Zhang Mugu appeases Wang Fugui, but Wang Fugui doesn't listen to his persuasion at all, so Zhang Mugu had no choice but to sneak attack Wang Fugui, knock him unconscious and take him away.

So far, this farce is over.

In these three matches, Song Qingyang from Qingcheng Mountain, Linyuan, a small border town, and a female Tianjiao from Gongga Mountain advanced.

It is worth mentioning that the contestant of Gongga Mountain is from the Yi nationality, and his name is Shama Shayi. As soon as he appeared, he surprised the audience.

Because she is so beautiful, wearing a white classic dress, as beautiful as if she walked out of a painting.

The race is still going on, and it is the turn of the fourth track, the eighth track, and the No.12 track to compete.

The contestants of these three tracks, without the famous Tianjiao, are relatively mediocre.

But among them, there is a contestant on the No.12 track, whose method is extremely strange, and he can invite the ancestors to get on his body, so as to achieve the purpose of increasing his strength.

This person is the young talent of the Du family in Shencheng, Du Feiyang. Please invite the ancestor to go behind him. He stepped into the mid-stage of Shenzong and successfully advanced.

At this moment.

Su Yang was still trapped in the Wudang Secret Pavilion, trying to control the formation with his mind down.

The spirit lock formation has been cracked by him, and now only the five-element chain formation is left, and this chain formation is also the most difficult to control.

For the next time, Su Yang focused on sorting out the lines of the formation, sat cross-legged, and remained motionless.

Before I knew it, the next morning had come.

hum!

Suddenly, Su Yang opened his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "The Wudang formation can finally be used by me!"

ps: You can see what I said clearly. I said that day, the third shift can be resumed around the sixth day of junior high school. Pay attention to the key points.

Yesterday I said that it is three shifts today. Isn’t this the third shift? I’m setting up a bowl now and it’s selling badly. Will you send me a power generation for love? Give me a thumbs up. . .