The barrier is perfectly opened, and the entire square is divided into two areas.

The battle area is in the middle, and four beauties of fox demons hold a projector to enlarge the infield battle scene into the air.

Dongfang Yuechu and Yaya looked at each other, Yaya rubbed her fists and stared at Dongfang Yuechu with a bad expression.

It seems that I am considering how to teach this "unknown high and unrestrained" brat.

"The competition begins!"

"Whoa whoa!!!!"

Dongfang Yuechu didn't dare to be arrogant. He stared at Tushan Yaya and said, "Sister Yaya, if I lose later, don't slap in the face, okay?"

Yaya stepped out with one foot and threw the wine pot behind her to her shoulders, "The endless wine pot is full!"

A cold breath hits my face.

Ice slag began to condense on the surface of Dongfang Yuechu's body, with pure Yangyan protecting his body. He was not afraid of Yaya's ice demon power.

"Sister Yaya, offended me!"

Taking advantage of Yaya's drinking wine and stimulating the outbreak of demon power, Dongfang Yuechu made a decision with one hand.

The ever-ripped pure Yangyan condensed into a sword in front of him.

Lin Yi scolded: "This little guy is still thinking about getting a disciple. Isn't this ruining my reputation?"

He picked up the teacup in anger and prepared to drink water to suppress the anger.

On the other hand, Yaya has personally experienced the "absolute zero" so that she can break through the state by relying on the hazy feelings in her heart in a short period of time.

She saw Dongfang Yuechu committing suicide, and without saying a word, she punched her up.

"She is still practicing the power of cultivation." Tu Shanhong's face was not very good either.

Children with these two problems can clearly be able to walk on the road just by being specialized, so they have to play with some fancy things.

Dongfang Yuechu knew his athletic ability and could not avoid this punch at all.

And he didn't want to hide!

"Pure Yang Sword, Condensation!"

"Puff..." Lin Yi really convinced this kid Dongfang Yuechu.

On the field, Tushan Yaya's fist, which was completely wrapped in demonic power, had already fallen on the sword condensed by pure Yangyan.

A sizzling sound kept ringing.

The ice demon power collided violently with the pure Yangyan. Within a few seconds, a stinging feeling appeared on Yaya's hand.

She immediately took several steps back.

"What's going on? Your fire could not stop my ice demon power in the past!"

"Sister Yaya, I am no longer the same as before."

Dongfang Yuechu rubbed his nose with a very bad fart, and then smiled and said, "The Pure Yang Sword Formation is a Taoist technique I developed myself.

At present, it has not been used for actual combat. Sister Yaya, you have to be careful next."

The red flames formed a severance with Dongfang Yuechu's fingers, and his mana was transforming towards the pure Yang flame at full speed.

Three more swords condensed by pure Yangyan appeared in front of him.

Looking closely, the patterns on it seemed to be somewhat similar to the deep cold that Lin Yi gave to Yaya.

This pure fire power reminded Tushan Yaya of the golden-faced fire god who had attacked Tushan.

Tushan Yaya recalled the scene where the other party was bullied by herself.

She is not stupid, the other party must have hidden his strength before, "Dongfang Yuechu, were you playing tricks on me before when you compete with me?"

Dongfang Yuechu trembled unconsciously, and then took a sneak look in one direction.

Tushan Yaya immediately looked in that direction, where Lin Yi and others were.

Especially Lin Yi, who has white clothes and white hair, and is holding a teacup in his hand, which is so easy to identify.

"It turned out to be that guy. I understand. You are here to end the agreement between me and the stinky hooligan.

But that's all, I won't lose!"

Tushan Yaya held her hands tightly, raised the wine pot and started drinking.

Her stubbornness made Dongfang Yuechu feel a little confused about what to do.

His sword formation was just like what he said. Once it was unfolded, he could not control it accurately.

Maintaining four pure Yang swords is already the limit of Dongfang Yuechu.

He concentrated on his mind and shouted at Tushan Yaya, "Sister Yaya, these are all told by Senior Sword Immortal to do.

Of course, I really couldn't beat you at the beginning.

And you have to think about it carefully, why senior Sword Immortal did this, not to let you grow.

You are the second in commander of Tushan!”

"You don't need to remind me, Shenhan, borrow my demonic power!"

"Damn it, I even used the Deep Cold Sword. Senior, I can't beat it. Come and save me!"

Dongfang Yuechu quickly transferred back to pure Yangyan and ran around him.

The competition time was noon, and the clear sky suddenly began to snow. Yaya's sleeveless right hand held a long sword that would even frostbite.

She had already had demonic power at the level of the Great Demon King, and everything around her was frozen uncontrollably.

"Second guy, why don't you go quickly? Do you want that human to die in this duel?" Tu Shanhonghong urged.

Lin Yi's barrier cannot be easily broken.

The demon kings guarded by the barrier went from fear at the beginning to fear. A very fast roller coaster came to their hearts.

"Don't worry, that kid has pure yang flames and can't die of freezing. It's better to suffer some losses, so he can save him from swelling."

About a few minutes later.

The cold and frozen scene finally eased, and the wind and snow all over the sky also stopped, and the square was flooded with a thick layer of snow.

The demon kings could vaguely see that in addition to Tushan Yaya standing in the air, there was a white figure not far from her.

"Brother White, it's all your fault. Rong Rong has lost a lot this time!" Rong Rong was quickly planning.

The odds this time are 1 and 3, which means that if the demon kings mortgage a magic weapon, they have to pay three equivalent magic weapons, or silver coins of the sum of the three magic weapons.

Tu Shan Honghong was even more prepared to ask Lin Yi for money.

Lin Yi snatched Rong Rong's abacus, "Who said Dongfang Yuechu lost, as long as he didn't die, he would win.

When the agreement was made, there was a rule that Yaya could not use the deep cold.

So she had already lost since she took out the deep cold.”

Tu Shan Rongrong also came to her senses. She reached out to take the abacus back from Lin Yi's hand, "I made money, sister, we made a lot this time!"

"Hmph." Tu Shan Honghong was actually very happy, she was just not good at expressing herself.

Lin Yi held Honghong's little hand, held her tightly with his fingers, and whispered: "I am the son-in-law Tushan. No matter what, my heart is towards Tushan."

"We are not married yet, don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Yi looked at the stinky brat who curled his body into a ball and complained to Tushan Yaya.

He murmured, "It's too soon for marriage."

Even he could not control such ambition. His current goal was to marry Yaya into the door.

Now his relationship with Yaya seems to be not mature yet. In the past century, his relationship with Honghong has become more and more profound.

Tu Shan Honghong felt panic inside, and Lin Yi was the only one who could make her feel panic for no reason.

She turned her head and stared at Lin Yi, "Are you thinking about something you can't think of again."

"I was thinking about how to make the peaceful situation come soon, and then the media married the official, but it was not right, and he was a marriage to Tushan openly."

"Why do you have to wait for the shemale peace? Actually, you are now..."
Chapter completed!