Chapter 5302: 5302 Only you are decent

  Chapter 5302, 5302 is the only thing left for you to look good

   "Hahahaha, it sounds like you can kill the old man like this." Looking at Ye Wuse, who was regaining his composure, the old man holding the magic bell on the opposite side was disapproving. He laughed a few times and said disdainfully.

   "I don't know how to call this old gentleman?" Gu Fenghua asked suddenly.

   "Old man Gong Wenshi." The old man said proudly.

   "Very good, colorless, he will leave it to you, and you will retaliate the Qin family's **** enemies." Gu Fenghua nodded and said to Ye Wuse.

   "Okay." Ye Wuxi nodded slowly.

   "What about me, which one do I choose?" Lorne asked eagerly.

   "Look at and choose for yourself, whichever is not pleasing to the eye is that."

   "What a big tone, I dare to speak wild words when I die!" Hearing the words of the two, a thin old man on the opposite side rolled his eyes and shouted angrily. Regardless of his small size, he sounded like a bell, shaking everyone's eardrums trembling.

   "Well, this old man dances happily and screams loudly, so I will choose him." Lorne waved his arm and pointed at the old man. Looking at that joyful look, it was like buying a grasshopper and choosing a best product with a loud voice and strong vitality.

   "I'm looking for death, how dare I be so arrogant in front of my thunder King Tang Yongxing!" The little old man was furious.

   "It turns out that you are called the Lord of Thunder and Lightning. It just so happens that I will let you taste the thunderstorm in a while!" As soon as he met his friend, Lorne looked even more pleased.

It’s no wonder that Miss Luo was so happy. The saint master said that he was practicing sword skills and holy techniques, but generally speaking, he used sword skills in the majority. There are very few true holy techniques. Many so-called holy techniques are even sword skills. Simulated, it can't be regarded as a real holy law.

  And her nine-day magic thunder sword, half of the sword skill, half of the real holy method, and it is still an extremely rare thunder-type holy method, listening to Tang Yongxing claiming to be the thunder-type holy method, presumably what she must practice is also the real thunder-type holy method. Miss Luo is naturally overjoyed when it is rare to meet her opponents.

   "I don't know the height of the sky, the little girl, looking for death!" Hearing her words, Tang Yongxing was of course unhappy, and he wanted to shoot with a roar.

Although his cultivation is one level lower than Qi Qinghong, he has always had a hot temper, and because of the practice of the holy system, his reputation is a bit louder than Qi Qinghong, and no one has ever dared to do this in front of him. Arrogant, let alone a little girl of the sixth rank of Emperor Saint!

  "Wait, wait, don't do it!" At this moment, Fatty Bai rushed out with small steps and shouted at Tang Yongxing.

When    spoke, his face still had the harmless smile on his face, with that white and fat face that was extremely pleasing, like a street vendor who was about to sell Shiquandabu pills to people.

  Although the Bai Fatty Emperor's sixth-rank cultivation base is always one level worse than Tang, this cultivation base is definitely worthy of being a strong person from the perspective of the entire Promise Holy Heaven. In other words, if someone else has this kind of cultivation base, who doesn't have the most prestige and prestige in the ordinary days, how can they show such a marketer's smiling face. Tang Yongxing looked at the six golden sacred beads between his eyebrows, and then at the smile on his face, how weird it seemed, and he subconsciously stopped.

"I haven't chosen yet. You can do it when I choose." The white fat smiled Mimi glanced at the faces of Qi Qinghong, and finally pointed to another old man of the Seventh-Rank Emperor. Said helplessly, "It seems that the choices are almost the same, but you are still decent. Then choose you."

   "Haha, hahahaha..." Qi Qinghong and the others were startled at first when he heard Fatty Bai's words, and then laughed angrily, each of them laughed so that tears were about to fall.

As far as the white fat man’s strength is concerned, he does have the capital of arrogance, but the arrogance depends on who is in front of him. Does he know how to count, or he is color-blind, and can’t see the seven golden holy beads on their foreheads. ?

  　 I forgot yesterday and I will make it up today

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)