Doupo Twins Martial Spirit/ Doupo's Strongest Martial Spirit

In his opinion, Yun Tianyang is a boring, and the favor of the long and old Yunling is full of flying, and there is a few disciples have been bullied.

Only because of its back, there is a fight, so even if it is a bit of the fighting spirit, it is not willing to deal with such trouble.

And although this person is very good, it is not completely no brain, knowing what kind of person can bully, what kind of people can't sin.

When he faces the longevity of those with high status, he will continue to converge a lot, so there has been no disciplined.

However, Yunling's face is also thick enough. If there is such a grandson, it is not good to discuss, but I still want to ask the position of the chief disciple.

Then I later asked: "The rhyme sister will not really agree?"

"I am not optimistic about Yunfei, but the long face will always give it, so I want to think about it, see if there is any more suitable candidate."

Yun Yun replied.

Mo Feng took the way: "There is no suitable but now, Xiao Median Xian is completely positioned."

Yun Yun Road: "Little medical immortal is naturally extremely high, but her realm is still a little, and several other chief disciples are at least this level."

"In my opinion, there is no difference between the fighters and fighters, and they are just the biggest Samsung at the age of Xiaoxian."

Mo Feng did not say a sentence, then followed: "I remember that the internal door should have a recommendation of the chief disciple? It is only the same as the elderly identity."

When I heard this, Yun Yun nodded: "This is ok, but the old man also recommended cloud Tianyang. According to the rules, it is necessary to make two people to take a test, the winner can get the last seat.

Just now Yun Tianyang is already a fightman, and Xiao Medical Sai is still a fighter, which is not fair. "

Mowroid heard: "It doesn't matter, the guy is just relying on resources to the realm of the community, fighting for a vitality, it is not difficult to deal with."

Although Xiaomao is just an eight-star bucket, it has a human person with a human berigage, threatening. And her body blends a five-way World of Warcraft soul bone, dealing with a star counter, should not be a problem.

Yun Yun looked at the little doctor, asked: "What do you mean?"

Xiaoqian fairy nodded: "Zone, I am willing to try it."

The former smiled slightly and said: "In this case, the time will be scheduled to be trial after three days, I will notify it. Other chief disciples and several elders will go to watch, I will come to a testimony."

Mo Feng nodded, this is not bad, it is also a chance to give Xiaoqian Xian, which can make her faster into Yunzong.

Three days have passed soon, and this news is also spread quickly in the parade.

Everyone knows that the long and old Yunling and Mo Feng are all recommended by a person, and the last one of the last pro-disciples.

Within a luxurious hall, a gray old old man slammed a tea cup, and the face has a gloomy anger.

"It's really this, a junior that is less than the twenty-year-old dare to work with the old man!"

He is Yun Ling, just known this.

For the unwilling grandson, he can be described as a painful heart, with a large number of resources in the Zongmen, and push the grandson of the operator to the realm.

The reason why it is to have the qualifications of the chief disciple.

After becoming the chief disciple, relying on his strength, in the future, maybe you can take an inner door for the grandchildren.

For this matter, he even pulled his old face to ask Yun Yun to help.

The original matter has been almost the same, who knows that sudden coming out. How can this make it not angry?

Although Mo Feng cultivation is extremely high, it seems that he is a big elders in Zongmen in Yunling, and one is about one person.

In addition to the host, he is the largest, and the rest must listen to your own.

But this time Mo wind is a good thing to make his own, so that it is very uncomfortable.

He has already set a note, you must give it to the other color in the future, otherwise what is the majestic majesty?

As soon as I know, I have to remove it in the other side, and I will not have trouble now.

But now I don't have any use, the most important thing in front of me is to help the grandson win this.

Immediately open: "Blood Hand!"

"Elder!"

A young man next to a young man stands, respectfully, his hands showing a strange blood.

"Check Mo Feng this recommended one, if it is a threat to Tianyang, it will be removed!"

Yun Ling's eyes flashed a cold.

"Blood hand, obey!"

The voice falls, the youth stands up and left here.

Chapter 51, Xiaomao's First War

Yunxun's political martial arts, gathered nearly a thousand internal door disciples, standing around a round platform, although the number of people did not have a hustle and bustle, neatly arranged this team, in the position of their own Quiet wait.

Today, there will be so many people appear here, naturally I want to witness the birth of the last chief disciple.

And there are several high platforms around the battlefield, which is the position of the Lord Yun Yun and the six internal door, and is also the best viewing battlefield.

Yun Yun lived alone in a high platform, sitting on the white jade chair with a noble and elegant gesture.

On the other side of the high platform, Mo Feng is very unfortunately with the same life.

Yun Ling was cold and looked at each other. Be clear. "

Mowroid heard, turned to the other party, replied: "The old man, don't have anything to do anything, do you have any good old age?"

For this guy who likes to lean old, he is not very cool. It is only because the gap between the strength is not expressed. Now he has also promoted the king, naturally, the hard gas, will not follow the other party.

When I heard this, Yunling's heart suddenly gave birth to anger, drink: "I am the old man of Yun Yuzong, do you actually dare to talk to me?"

Mo Feng is a non-polite reply: "I know that I am a big elder, I should make the text of the disciples of Zongmen, rather than the right to use my own waste,"

"what did you say?"

Yun Ling is anxious, and a slap slashes the table in the side, standing up and standing.

"Directors don't have to do it?"

Mo Feng smiled and asked.

Yunxun's eyes were flashing, and the fighting gas in the body was condensed, and it seems to be really going to shoot.

However, then the momentum is retracted back, and such public occasions are not suitable for hand, not to mention Yun Yun is here.