Pretend to be dead and injured!

The sound fell, and all eyes looked at the morning sun in disbelief.

Sure enough, Yang Guoguo on the ground trembled inadvertently, how could she escape from everyone's eyes?

Humiliation, decisive humiliation!

Yang Douzi was dying and squirted out in one breath, and his hands and feet were trembling with anger.

It would be fine if my beloved grandson died in battle, but at worst he would avenge him.

But now he is defeated, and in order to escape responsibility, he would rather lie on the ground and pretend to be dead and injured?

"Take this shameless thing out for me."

Yang Douzi's roar was terrifying.

An elder rushed out and lifted the panicked Yang Guoguo up.

A man in red clothes was covered in fear, with his head slightly lowered and his body trembling slightly.

He is Yang Guoguo's father, but he no longer has the courage to plead for Yang Guoguo. Yang Guoguo's actions have lost all his face, and even as a father, he may not be able to escape Yang Douzi's punishment afterwards.

"Chief calms down!"

Goodra suddenly stood up. At this time, only he dared to speak in front of the angry Yang Douzi.

"What do you want to say?" Yang Douzi's tone was not good.

Goodra disregarded her and said, "Chief, although Yang Guoguo has something wrong, he is a young man after all, so how can young people not make mistakes? Besides, the battle is not over yet. Even if Yang Guoguo is punished, he has to wait until Yang Yuan’s last battle is over."

"That's right!"

Mengjiang followed Gudra's words, strode over and said coldly: "Yangdouzi, there is only the last game left in the battle. The grandson you value most has lost, and you probably have no one else. Are you trying to deal with your grandson to delay the battle time?"

"You!" Yang Douzi glared at Goodra angrily, unable to say a word, which was really humiliating.

At this time, Li Shaoyang on the stone platform flew out of the stone platform, and a faint voice spread: "Mengjiang, it's too early to be proud now."

“Huh?”

Li Shaoyang's voice immediately attracted all his eyes, and many people remembered, yes, there is still the last one, although there is no hope, it is also one after all.

Before the last moment, who knows what the result is?

Besides, you can’t lose anything you lose your momentum, and you can’t lose your dignity.

The third young master dared to jump out at this time and hit Mengjiang directly with his name and surname, at least he recovered some of the decline and finally had some courage.

Almost at this moment, many people's eyes when they looked at Li Shaoyang had some strange changes.

"The Third Young Master looks so calm, not like he is under pressure. Is he really confident?"

"It is possible that the third young master hides his strength. He killed Li Bo with one move in Hulin Academy yesterday and seriously injured the three immortals. This method should not be underestimated. Maybe there is really hope."

"What hope is that? The eldest young master's cultivation is so powerful that he loses hope. In the end, he pretended to be dead and injured, which made us humiliated. Let me forget it, what Ziyun Baoshan has no chance with our Biyang tribe."

"The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

Yang Douzi, Gudra, Yang Sanlu and others turned around almost at the same time, their eyes fell on Li Shaoyang, and their expressions were all wonderful.

Needless to say, Goodra, he asked Li Shaoyang to participate in the battle itself, just to take revenge on Li Shaoyang. What good expressions can he have?

Yang Douzi was a little surprised, with a little inexplicable look in her eyes, and she seemed to realize that she had underestimated this young grandson who usually looked unhappy.

Yang Douzi knew very well that this little grandson could appear in the ranks of fighting.

In response, Yang Douzi agreed with a certain intention of default.

First of all, it was because Li Shaoyang killed Gu Tianyang, and his life was exchanged for another life, which was also considered an explanation to Gudra.

Secondly, it is Yang Douzi's confidence. He can compete in his own tribe and win eight games. With an extra Yang Yuan, even if he loses, it will not affect the result.

He never expected that the matter would become so sarcastic that the people he valued the most were humiliated, the people he valued the most were treated as waste, and the people he was ready to be slaughtered became the last hope.

But the performance of this most useless person seems to be of some significance, and he dares to call Meng Jiang his name directly.

Yang Sanlu was a little excited. He also had a strong hope in his heart. According to Li Shaoyang's character of hiding his weakness, he really couldn't grasp his bottom line of strength now. It is not impossible to say that he would win. Once he wins, then he, a father, has really reached a position he did not dare to expect in the Biyang tribe.

If you lose, it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's not his father who forced him to go to Yang Yuan, but Gudra forced him. Who doesn't know that Yang Yuan is a humiliated waste? What's so strange about losing? He can't blame him even if he blames him.

Li Shaoyang's eyes swiftly across the faces with different expressions, and his heart became colder. Even a demon could not be so indifferent to family affection, right?

It is also a pity that the poor Yang Yuan was born in such an environment.

"Yes, Mengjiang, the fight is not over yet, your pride is a bit earlier." Yang Douzi finally spoke out, and his voice spread, which was also considered a support for Li Shaoyang.

With his words, the atmosphere of Biyang tribe became warmer again.

Some people even started to shout "Three Young Master", but the sound was no less weak than the previous shouts of Yang Guoguo, and there was even a slight trend of winning.

After all, the hope of the Biyang tribe is now pressing on Li Shaoyang.

Because of Gudra's voice, Yang Guoguo was not taken away by the elder, but returned to the stone platform. But now he no longer had his proud and arrogant spirit. He lowered his head like a defeated rooster, and the warm sounds in his ears were like strong irony, like a blade, and the edge of his heart.

Yang Guoguo clenched her fists unknowingly, her teeth tightly against her lips, and she bit her blood and she didn't realize it.

Meng Jiang smiled coldly and said, "Then let me see what kind of child you can have, who can beat my good man from Lanjin Tribe."

Meng Jiang glanced at Li Shaoyang coldly, ignored Yang Douzi, turned around and sat back in his seat. At this moment, he was not panicked at all. The situation in front of him made him feel that victory was in his grasp.

Whoosh!

After the confrontation of the upper hand was suspended, the tenth man flew out of the Lanjin tribe and appeared in front of Li Shaoyang with a domineering and a storm. His body was slightly raised by three points, just one head higher than Li Shaoyang. It was obvious that he wanted to use this method to express his disdain for Li Shaoyang.

"I know you, you are that waste third young master. You have been humiliated by the garbage just now. You should thank our Lanjin tribe for venting your anger for you. In the future, the garbage will never be ashamed to humiliate you."

"Your name is Diguan?" Li Shaoyang's expression remained unchanged and he asked indifferently.

"Not bad." Di Guan said aloud.

"You're talking a little too much." Li Shaoyang changed his tone and shouted coldly.

Di Guan's face changed and he shouted: "Yang Yuan, what do you mean?"

"What does it mean, don't you understand?" Li Shaoyang suddenly smiled arrogantly, "I want to tell you that I don't have time to mess with you here."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying magical aura suddenly burst out from Li Shaoyang's body. The Divine Tiger Sect suddenly jumped over his head. The aura of dominating the Divine Tiger shook a powerful gale, shaking the sky and earth.

Flying sand and stones, the wind and clouds change, and the sky and the earth are dark.

When Tianaohu clan takes action, Li Shaoyang doesn't want to use other means. After all, there are many immortal-level masters here. The more you miss it, the more dangerous it will be for him. Li Shaoyang must prevent problems as much as possible.

However, after all, taking action to defeat the enemy is enough.

A real hero does not burst out all the bottom lines when encountering an enemy like a desperate attempt, but whenever he encounters an enemy, he can grasp the power that just happens to defeat the enemy. Not only can he win easily, but he can also leave an unfathomable impression on others. While he is high-profile, he can hide himself.

Li Shaoyang possessed 2.4 million generations of magic power, but he only moved 2.2 million. He couldn't do it all, but he was already counted.

With a magical calculation, Di Guan's magic power is probably eighth among the ten children of the Lanjin tribe, and the strongest is not the bottom, and it is about 2.2 million generations.

After being angry by Li Shaoyang's words, he saw Li Shaoyang suddenly burst out his magic power. Di Guan reacted instantly and exploded all his magic power.

At this time, there was no need for any temptation between the two.

Di Guan wanted to suppress Yang Yuan as quickly as possible, let the Lanjin tribe win cleanly and take away Ziyun Baoshi.

However, Di Guan did not expect that Li Shaoyang could actually use the Divine Tiger Sect. While the magic power surged, his pupils shrank violently and his heart jumped a lot.

Shenhumen is the mother of the clan studies of the Tianaohu clan. Many clan studies are interpreted from Shenhumen.

It is almost impossible for the Tianaohu clan to defeat opponents who use the Tianaohu clan's clan to use the clanology of the Tianaohu clan to deal with opponents who use the Shenhu Sect with about the same mana.

However, after a frightened moment, Di Guan suddenly laughed arrogantly, the silver light on his body surged, and a powerful and low lion roar resounded throughout the world.

"Yang Yuan, do you think you can win everything by relying on the Shenhu Sect? You probably don't know that I learned the Tianshi Gate of the Tianshi Demon Clan by chance. I have the Tianshi Divine Split Eighteen-Handed Great Immortal Art, you are dead today."

boom!

A majestic and majestic giant gate rose in the silver light, and the dazzling light shone on the mortal world, and it faintly competed with the Shenhu Gate.

A tough battle begins!

It turned out to be the clan of the Tianshi Demon Clan, and Li Shaoyang was really surprised.

The tiger demon of the Tianaohu clan did not cultivate the Tianaohu clan's clan to the peak, but instead understood the Tianshi Demon clan's clan's clan.

However, this is not a funny thing. Isn’t there any immortal sect in the prehistoric continent that understands the unique skills of the Xuanji Immortal Sect?

The so-called unique knowledge, the so-called sect, except for some natural supernatural powers and similar supernatural powers, all come from the vast world. It is not absolutely possible to learn any unique knowledge by which race...
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