Immortality Cultivation Era

Chapter 370 History of bitterness

"it is good!"

"Brother Liang, what a beautiful job!"

"Brother Liang is really powerful!"

"Brother, good!"

The disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong burst into waves.

It is like the fact that your team has taken a blood and the remaining teammates collectively deducted 666 is a nature.

A proud smile also appeared on Liang Qiu's face.

He turned his face and looked up.

Sect Master Zhou nodded gently, smiling.

Liang Qiu knew in his heart that he really won this game.

Even if he doesn't say anything and doesn't want anything, Xiaoshan Jianzong will not treat himself badly in the next time.

Gao Ge did not speak.

He looked at the disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong with joy and joy, and his expression was very calm.

Are you angry?

not at all.

Happiness is inevitable when the opponent wins.

Just like if Li Hui had just won, he would also jump up excitedly at this time, and he would stand on his chair and jump a C-mile to Chou Sect.

He can guarantee that the other party will never be angry.

This is the privilege of the winner.

Who can say that I am not convinced?

Not convinced, then you are the winner!

Li Hui's performance is really bad.

Gao Ge suddenly realized that he had overlooked a problem.

The mentality of these people has not been adjusted at all.

Moreover, they never killed anyone.

Just like now, because of Li Hui's death, they are in a state of no god.

If they do not hurry to adjust their mentality, then, they will play against the disciples of Jianzong Xiaoshan, I am afraid the result is still not very good.

Although he also saw that Xia Lu had spoken a lot to the students of Haicheng Xiuxian College, but he also knew in his heart that Xia Lu reasoned to them. Although there are some uses, they are not very useful.

After all, it still depends on their self-regulation.

This cannot be helped by outsiders.

And at this time.

The middle-aged man of Xiaoshan Jianzong began to read the name again.

In Haicheng Xiuxian College, another student came out.

Looking at the bright red blood left on the ground, his two legs were trembling slightly.

From his face, it was timid.

Gao Ge's heart sank.

This situation is very bad.

"Come on, tension, you are good!" The students of Haicheng Xiuxian College started cheering for their classmates.

In fact, the effect is minimal.

This is a psychological disorder.

Even the best psychologist can't help much at this time.

Tension took a deep breath.

He calmed down his mood at this time as much as possible.

"What's the matter, kid, are you afraid?" The disciples photographed by Jianzong Xiaoshan are not too young, just like the age of seventeen or eight, but they directly call tension as a kid.

It can be seen how in his heart i do not take tension seriously.

With Liang Qiu's good start, the disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong also realized that most of the students in Haicheng Xiuxian College were little calves who had never seen blood.

A little bit harder will scare their legs.

Before, the disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong still had a long laugh on this topic.

This is the sorrow of the loser.

Can only be laughed at by the winner.

"Zhang Li, if you don't kill him, he will kill you!" Xia Lu said, gritting her teeth.

Tension turned his face, glanced at Xia Lu, and then looked back.

Look at the opponent in front.

The opponent's contemptuous look made him uncomfortable.

He clenched his fists, clenching his teeth, and his eyes gradually changed.

The disciple of Xiaoshan Jianzong frowned slightly.

He sensed the momentum of the other party and a subtle change was taking place.

"When I was an ordinary student, when I was in school, there were many people. Like you, I thought I was a soft egg." Zhang Li sneered.

"Isn't it?" Xiaoshan Jianzong's disciple smiled, disapproving.

Zhang Li smiled: "In the beginning, it was true that they stumbled over me during class, and I got up to answer the teacher's question. They would pull my stool. When they were at school, they would stop me, and then use a kind of In a very arrogant state, they asked me to borrow money, saying it was borrowing money, but they didn't even plan to pay it back."

Speaking of which, the expression on Zhang Li's face looked somewhat bitter.

to him.

It was obviously a painful memory.

Everyone has a painful memory.

"My family conditions are pretty good, so I can give them some money, but later, their appetite became bigger and bigger, at first they only dared to ask me for a dollar, then it was ten yuan, one hundred yuan, and finally one thousand Block, I have no money, they beat me, in fact, they are also being bullied, they have to continue to pay tribute to the money they robbed from me." Zhang Li sneered, "You said they are not very good ridiculous?"

The disciple of Xiaoshan Jianzong took a deep breath and said coldly: "How long do you want to say? To be honest, I don't have time to listen to your bitter history."

Tension laughed wildly: "Don't you think that I was in the middle of the sand, pointing at Sang and cursing Huai, did you live well in Jianzong Xiaoshan?"

The disciples of Jianzong Xiaoshan had cold eyes.

Tension took a step forward.

"They also said, I am a soft egg, and in the end I couldn't bear it anymore. I brought a dagger from home and then stabbed him into the stomach. He wasn't dead, but it was also very popular!" Tension was filled with emotion. " If it wasn't for it, I suddenly became an immortal, maybe now I have been locked in the cell and sang the iron window tears."

"Shut up! You are still going to die!" The disciple of Xiaoshan Jianzong rushed towards the tension.

Tension's eyes stayed the same, and he seemed indifferent.

Gao Ge clenched his fists and was excited.

Master Zhou nodded slightly, turned his face to look at Fu Long around him, and said with a smile: "It seems that the students of Haicheng Xiuxian College, the speed of adjusting themselves is still very fast."

Fu Long smiled and said nothing.

The tension changes, he sees in his eyes.

Even if he didn't say anything, the blind man could see that at this moment, he was proud as the dean of Haicheng Xiuxian Academy.

Tension's strength is not weak.

It can be said to be comparable to the disciple of Xiaoshan Jianzong in front of him.

The two were fighting together and fighting.

Along with a scream, Tension suddenly reached out and grabbed the other's blade.

Blood spilled.

While the disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong were still stunned, a brutal smile appeared on Zhang Li's face.

He lifted the other hand and clenched his fist.

A punch hit the wind, breaking the wind and driving straight into it.

Strong and strong, hitting the opponent's chest.

"Click"

This is the sound of broken ribs.

Tension sighed at you.

Listen to the sound, it sounds nice when there is no dagger to break through the flesh.

The disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong flew out.

Tension took his steps and walked up again.