Chapter 1391： Yin Yang Wu Huo (2/2)
”Go!” Su Yu frowned, her right arm suddenly covered with a layer of dark dragon scales, pumping twice as fast as lightning.
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Two loud and clear slapping sounds rang through the audience.
Originally, it was watching the crowd, and his expression gradually became solemn. It was clear that Wang Feilin shot first, but in the end, Su Yu, who was the pretender, slaps two slaps without any chance of resistance.
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The power of slaps was great, and the flesh on Wang Chee-lin's cheeks was blurred, and the whole body was covered with blood, and was put into the arms of Wang Sledgehammer who came over in time.
The pain caused Wang Feilin to restore his senses, and trembled and stared at Su Yu, who stood still.
At the turn of the hand, he felt a terrible suffocation, a feeling he had never experienced when facing the Wuzhongtian Wizard.
Only the Son can give him such a sense of panic.
”You ...” Wang Feilin covered her cheeks, angry and afraid.
Wang Sledgehammer let go of his nephew, and held his fist deeply in worship: ”Thank you for your brother's mercy. The nephew is ignorant and hopes to atone for sin.”
Su Yu glanced at them lightly, and looked away indifferently, and swept towards the Holy Son on the sky.
He is staring at Su Yu.
A little doubt lingered in his eyes: ”Your breath seems to have known each other! We must have seen it somewhere.”
Su Yu secretly said, not only had she seen it, she had also fought it.
”Also, even you can get rid of it together,” said the Son indifferently, as if beheading and killing those who threatened him in public.
But at this moment, a sound of majestic sounds ran through the sky, causing the Wizard Unicorn at the feet of the Son to panic.
The holy son hummed and stepped on his feet, which made the unicorn quiet, his eyes stared coldly at the front: ”Wang Qingchen!”
In the distance, a handsome young man with long blue hair, stepping on a white crane, is not sick and Xu Fei comes.
The youthfulness is restrained, but the magical powers that emanate from time to time fluctuate, but they are as terrible as the abyss.
”Zhao Tianyin, disappeared for a long time.” Wang Qingchen looked indifferent, and flew in front of Uncle Wang Daqiao, staring at the Son.
The real name of the saint is Zhao Tianyin. In his youth, he once competed with Wang Qingchen for the position of contemporary saint.
Wang Qingchen lost the throne of the Son with one stroke.
”The defeated man.” Zhao Tianyin hummed gently, concentrating to kill, and no longer shot.
This shows that he still has some fears about Wang Qingchen.
”Brother! You have to decide for me!” Wang Feilin covered her cheek as if to find the backbone.
He is actually Wang Qingchen's brother!
Wang Qingchen looked at him and said, ”I just saw it.”
Wang Feilin looked pleased and glared at Su Yu: ”Brother, come back ten times for me!”
”Good!” Wang Qingchen nodded slightly, and stretched out his palm.
Snapped--
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But suddenly, he turned around, his face full of anger, and drew a palm of his hand back to Wang Feilin's face.
Wang Feilin was snoring and screamed: ”Brother, why are you hitting me?”
Wang Qingchen said indifferently: ”This slap is the elder brother thank you on your behalf, without him, you are already a pile of rotten meat!”
The voice fell, like lightning.
Snapped--
There was another crisp sound, and Wang Feilin was slapped again, and half of his cheek was sucked.
”This slap is an apology on behalf of the Wang clan. The ancients are clouded, and the hatred is unforgettable. You are gratified. You are ungrateful, treat others as enemies, and lose the face of my Wang clan!”
Wang Feilin's eyes were quivering and he was confused.
Immediately after that, another slap in the face, Wang Feilin's cheek was twitched in the last half and passed out on the spot.
”This palm is for you, remember the lessons of today.” Wang Qingchen retracted the palm of his hand indifferently, and said, ”Uncle Sledgehammer, take him back. Without my order in the future, don't let him come out to shame. ! ”
Wang Sledgehammer smiled bitterly: ”Fortunately, here you are, this is not our stage.”
He punched Su Yu with his fists, and Wang Feilin, who was unconscious, quickly left.
At the end of the farce, Wang Qingchen went to Su Yu with his hand, and Yun Danfeng applauded and gave his head a sting: ”The strength is acceptable.”
After speaking, take care of yourself under the altar and don't talk to anyone, like the arrogant white crane in the sky.
Cai Lin frowned slightly: ”It's so proud to look down on you! You are a character that the two emperors can't keep. Compared to you, how can he judge you so confidently?”
Su Yu just smiled and didn't care.
”Quack, sage Zhao Tianyin, Wang Clan, the Wang family, they all came here. It seems that today's assessment has some meaning.” A faint sound of voices struck across the deep forest.
Many wizards couldn't help chanting mantras and resisting harsh sounds.
The soul-fixing tree in Su Yu's palm constantly exudes strength, offsetting this harsh dark power.
”It's Chu Bawang of Fanjing! He even rushed to take part in the assessment of the Holy Land today!”
”The strength of Chu Bawang ranked third in the scramble for the prince at that time. After more than ten years, I don't know how far he has cultivated and how much stronger than that year.”
Su Yu stared at him and felt no small amount of oppression.
This person's strength is also extremely strong, at least not inferior to the deities of the triple heaven realm.
Wangyue Shenjiao is really talented, and in one stroke, it brought out three outstanding young talents!
Zhao Tianyin and Wang Qingchen both glanced at him silently, and then looked away with expressionless expressions. There were a few jealous flashes in the depths of the pupils.
Soon, a young man in a black robe and thin bones emerged from the deep forest.
He sneered and looked at the two old guards guarding the stairs: ”The time is not good, so I can wait for the test.”
The two old guards looked at the sky and let off the stairs, while taking out a wooden statue, they were still on the stairs.
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Two wooden statues burst, each of them exuding a yin and a yang, two special breaths, densely covering each step.
Yin and Yang are in harmony with each other ~~ There is me in you and you in me.
In the end, with a snoring sound, two strange flames, black and white, came out and plunged the stairs into the flame.
Black and white flames are very weird, neither cold nor hot, but they are extremely uncomfortable and extremely contradictory.
Cai Lin affixed to Su Yu's ear: ”This is the yin and yang witch fire. The supreme flame that only the **** of the moon **** can master is more terrible than any of the known flames in the **** realm. It burns the soul and the soul is not pure enough. It ’s hard to stop burning. ”
”The assessment is to walk from the flame to the altar on foot. If you can persist in the past, you will succeed, otherwise you will fail.”
Su Yu knew it, staring at the yin and yang witch fire, and did not immediately step forward.
”Who waits first?” The two guards said mechanically.
There was a moment of silence in the crowd. A five-day-old wizard, with his eyes turned, walked first: ”I'll come first!”
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