Chapter 115 Huang Bo, You Don't Talk About Martial Arts!

The five little demon kings climbed up Hanhai Peak side by side.

There are more and more Aojian Xianmen disciples around.

Even elders gradually joined in.

But Bai Lin and the others felt very strange.

No one came out to stop them.

Don't say stop it.

He didn't even hide in the crowd and say a few words of indignation, or give Aojian Immortal Sect Leader the ambition.

"strangeness!"

"It is said that Li Hanguang has a high reputation in the Aojian Immortal Sect, even above the Sword Master of the Vast Sea!"

"Why didn't you feel it at all?"

With such doubts.

They climbed higher and higher, getting closer to Li Hanguang's small courtyard.

...

Stepping through a certain corner, the field of vision suddenly opened up.

A small courtyard with simple furnishings appeared in the sight of the Five Little Demon Kings.

Of course, the first thing that catches the eye is the figure kneeling straight at the gate of the courtyard.

"Huang Bo!"

Bai Lin narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, burning with anger.

When Huang Bo heard the voice, his body was slightly shaken, and he turned his head.

"Is it you?"

Bai Lin gritted her teeth and said, "You are actually kneeling here!"

Huang Bo turned his head away, but did not respond.

Bai Lin frowned, and her voice gradually became sharper: "Do you know how much you have humiliated my Southern Border monster clan?"

Young Master Yinyue also said: "Not bad!"

"You represent not only your Golden Lion Clan, but also the face of my Monster Clan!"

Young Master Peacock said: "It's really outrageous!"

Huang Bo's expression did not change when he heard the sound of crusade in his ears.

Waiting quietly for them to finish speaking, he said lightly, "Keep your voice down!"

"Young master is in Qingxiu, don't disturb him!"

Bai Lin was momentarily at a loss for words.

Young Master Yinyue and the others looked at each other and couldn't help frowning.

Ruo Huang Bo confronted them.

They have a lot of reason, they can overwhelm Huang Bo.

After all, they occupy the "righteousness" of the monster race!

However, Huang Bo has this attitude now.

But let their verbal offensive seem to hit cotton.

Extremely uncomfortable!

Young Master Yinyue snorted: "Sister, leave him alone! The most urgent task is to defeat Li Hanguang and rectify the name of the Yaozu!"

Bai Lin nodded.

Then he skipped over Huang Bo, and his eyes fell on the small courtyard.

She took a few steps forward, put her hands on her hips, and said loudly:

"Princess Bai Lin of the Southern Xinjiang White Tiger God Clan, challenge Li Hanguang from the Immortal Gate of Aojian!"

"Dare to fight?"

She didn't use much force, but the sound wave kept hovering above the small courtyard like thunder.

Even those who heard the voice from afar.

I also feel that Qi and blood are accelerating, and my heart feels uncomfortable, and I almost want to vomit blood.

On a lone peak.

The elders of the five inner sects of Aojian Immortal Sect all gathered here.

Elder Jin Feng hissed softly: "This little girl of the White Tiger Clan has such a strong cultivation!"

Elder Qingye sighed: "It is certainly not easy to be chosen by the monster race to compete with our human race!"

"Even in southern Xinjiang, the White Tiger Clan is a top strong clan!"

Elder Zhenyue looked solemn: "It's not just her, the other four are also extraordinary."

"Although you are young, the aura on your body makes even this old man frightened!"

Li Zhanlu is sitting on a piece of bluestone, holding an ancient book in his hand.

Suddenly he laughed softly, flipped through the book and said: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"

"The monster clan's early practice is better than ours, not to mention their innate bloodlines are so powerful!"

"Normal!"

Zhu Yan Jianzun glanced at him: "You can still laugh? They are challenging your son!"

Li Zhanlu's face was flat: "Anyway, they can't win!"

Zhu Yan Jianzun had a strange expression on his face: "That kid Hanguang is walking the road of transformation. It is said that he can only use the cultivation base of the foundation establishment stage now. Are you so relieved?"

Hear this.

All the elders looked over.

They also want to know the answer.

To be honest, even they themselves were a little confused.

Why did such a peerless evildoer come out of their Proud Sword Immortal Sect?

What innate body!

What a trick to subdue the little golden lion king!

None of them know!

What is it that spread so vigorously?

Li Zhanlu narrowed his eyes, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and exhaled slowly.

It seems to be recalling the past.

Seeing his appearance, everyone thought he was about to tell some secrets, and immediately listened intently with bated breath.

"Later, you will know!"

Zhu Yan Sword Master:? ? ?

Elder Qingye: . . .

Elder Jin Feng:! ! !

Li Zhanlu didn't look at their expressions.

unimportant!

Anyway, with Senior Yan around, could something happen to Guang'er?

impossible!

It's just... Li is also very curious about what method Senior Yan will use!

...

In front of the small courtyard.

Bai Lin's voice has not dissipated.

Behind him, Young Master Yinyue and others stood up one by one.

"Southern Border, son of the Silver Moon Wolf Patriarch, challenge Li Hanguang from the Immortal Sect of Aojian!"

"Dare to fight?"

"Southern Border, the young patriarch of the Prison Demon Spider Clan, challenge the Aojian Immortal Sect Li Hanguang!"

"Dare to fight!"

"Southern Xinjiang, the young patriarch of the Peacock God Clan, challenge Li Hanguang, the Immortal Sect of Aojian!"

"Dare to fight!"

The voices of the crowd came one after another.

Terrible fighting and killing intents permeated from them like a tide.

At this moment, the sky seemed to darken.

"Southern Border, the young patriarch of the Earth God Bear Clan... hiccup~"

It was quiet all around.

The serious atmosphere instantly thawed.

Countless eyes fell on Xiong Mengmeng at the same time.

Xiong Mengmeng rolled her small eyes, carefully looking around.

Finally, he met Bai Lin's eyes full of killing intent.

He said embarrassedly: "Eat... I'm full!"

Bai Lin took a few deep breaths.

Very long.

Like raging waves!

She wants to kill the bear now!

It was with great difficulty that she made up such a simple and dragging plot.

Unexpectedly, in the end it was the stupid bear.

Seeing this, Huang Bo's frowning eased slightly.

"Let's stop here!"

"If you continue to make trouble, the young master will really get angry!"

Bai Lin looked at him: "Angry? You let him come out!"

"This princess is here to challenge him today!"

"If he can't avoid the battle, this princess will destroy his yard!"

Hearing this, Huang Bo sighed and said: "If this is the case, don't blame me for meeting you in battle!"

Hear this.

All around suddenly quiet.

Young Master Yinyue couldn't believe it: "You actually want to fight us for a human race?"

Huang Bo said calmly: "Young master has treated me with kindness and kindness. If you let me be presumptuous here and disturb your master's Qingxiu, Huang's conscience will be disturbed for the rest of his life!"

"Furthermore."

He stood up slowly, his gaze gradually turned cold: "If it is because of you, the young master is angry at me, stop pointing..."

"I can't spare you!"

Young Master Yinyue laughed out of breath: "I really don't know what kind of curse he cast on you!"

"Forget it, since you don't want to ask for trouble, I will help you!"

His figure flashed.

In the next moment, it flew several feet away out of thin air.

With a wave of the folding fan in his hand, the silver light flashed across, and immediately turned into a slender silver knife, with a strong aura.

He holds the knife in one hand.

The silver hair is windless and automatic.

The silver moon between the brows shone with a faint brilliance, and his face was full of indifference.

"It's inevitable that others will say that I bully the young with the big!"

"My son asked you three... eh!"

...

Before he could finish his sentence, Huang Bo approached him and slapped him on the chest with one hand in a mudra.

Roar!

The lion roared like thunder.

Young Master Yinyue's pupils shrank: "Your sister! You don't talk about martial arts!"