Chapter 237 (1/2)

All the disciples of the shadow killing sect don't know that this seemingly ordinary challenge has already overwhelmed the fate of the whole sect. If you fail, you have to hand over the nameless planet nameless mountain and leave your home of unknown centuries to wander around.

Not only is the base unprotected, but even the reputation of yingsha gate will decline and die out in this vast sea of stars.

He Ying stood up with a dignified expression. The huge arena suddenly became silent. People were waiting for him to announce the start of the game.

After coughing twice on purpose, He Ying said that Tiansha gate and yingsha gate belong to the martial arts masters of the alliance. Today, He Ying talked about some competition rules and punishment for cheaters, and then sat back to his position.

Although he looked as if nothing had happened on his face. He was smiling on his childish face. However, he was very aware of the hidden things behind the test. His heart was already so nervous that he could not be more nervous.

The shadow killing disciples didn't know the reason. After the group photo announced that the entrance examination began, they all stood up and clapped their hands. With a little expectation on their faces, they cheered loudly. In their eyes, this was just a simple contest. When the Tiansha sect came to yingsha gate to challenge them, their own side would certainly try to drive them out. This is a matter of course.

He sat cross legged on a big tree outside the martial arts field. His red and white eyes were dim. His head shook and shook. It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with everything in the martial arts field.

He gently stood on tiptoe as if he wanted to leave, but soon he gave up the idea and continued to sit cross legged in the treetop like an old monk in meditation, but he lacked a set of wooden fish in his hand.

He Ying has just announced the beginning of the competition. Fang Yuan strides to the arena and jumps up lightly. His hands are clenched into fists, and then they are heavily against each other. The bones collide with each other, making a dull sound, like a drum beating.

This action once again angered thousands of shadow killing disciples. Although they knew that Fang Yuan's powers were very powerful, they were lucky not to appear in person. Therefore, they would not respect the consciousness of their opponents and glare at Fang Yuan or even scold him.

The louder the swearing, the more proud he will be. It seems that this guy is born to be a base bone. The curse sounds like classical music to him. Even his bones are soft, and there is a flower on his face. Unfortunately, with his dignity, there is no big difference between laughing and crying in people's eyes.

In any case, the challenger has already made an invincible gesture, and the shadow killing side always needs some response.

So a young man with a bitter gourd face jumped onto the arena. The reason why he was a young man was not because he was young. In fact, like Fangyuan, he had deep wrinkles on his face, rough and yellow skin, and a bitter face, which was quite similar to some old farmers in some wilderness areas.

If you give him a dry tobacco bag, tie it on his head with a white sheep belly towel, and then squat at the corner of the wall and smoke dry tobacco, then Xia Fei will surely regard him as a fellow from northern Shaanxi.

It is clear on the light screen that the black fat man is 19 years old and the old farmer in Northern Shaanxi is 20 years old. However, Xia Fei thinks that they are two middle-aged people with deep hatred.

The manatee on one side tells Xia Fei mysteriously that this farmer in Northern Shaanxi is the leader of the younger generation of yingshamen, named Yanying. He is good at hiding the smoke ability. He can arrange the scene in a smoky atmosphere and then attack secretly.

Xia Fei didn't say anything. The ability to make smoke is very suitable for scuffle. However, for soldiers with keen perception, a little smoke will not cause too much trouble. Martial arts practitioners pay attention to the cultivation of six senses. Real soldiers can kill people invisibly even if they cover their eyes. Smoke is too small for high-level soldiers.

Xia Fei suddenly had a premonition that Yanying, a middle-aged farmer from northern Shaanxi, seemed to be defeated. He even imagined in his mind what he would look like after the battle. Yanying's eyes were green and he was beaten by a black fat man. He was like a national treasure. A giant panda fell on the ground and could not find the north.

, then the name of smoke shadow is a bit unrealistic. It should be called eye shadow.

make blind and disorderly conjectures in Xia Fei. The eye shadow comrades have released their smoke from the very beginning. The one hundred meter wide ring is enveloped in dense black smoke, and the smell of sour and smelly smell is coming to the surface. It seems that it has come to a highly polluting industrialized city.

Xia Fei deja vu did not have time to see clearly the smoke from the eye shadow comrades. But from this pungent smell, he found a familiar feeling, which seemed to resemble some unknown gas released from his buttocks.

Bang!

A dull voice sounded in the smoke, only to see a figure flying out of the smoke, like a sharp arrow off the string, the body as straight as a trained gymnast, all over the body with a dark blue flame, as if accidentally possessed by ghost fire.

Obviously, judging from this person's body, it will never be square, because his body is not round at all, flat like a flying saucer. Even the most efficient weight-loss medicine can never make a fat square like a black bear to lose weight in an instant.When they saw the shadow of the shadow on the door, they could see what it meant when they saw the shadow.

In a flurry, a careful disciple stretched out his hand and touched the nose of the smoke shadow.

”No breath? He's dead? ”

”The smoke shadow is dead!”