"Oh, Brother Mulin! You are the first to play! That son named Jia Zhengliang is different from his brother. His brother uses the dragon pecking cone, but this Jia Zhengliang is different. He uses the immortal-killing flying knife, which is more lethal. Moreover, this Jia Zhengliang is the best in their village. Brother Mulin, you have to be more careful about him later!" Feng Xingtong walked from a distance, looked at Mulin with a smile, reminding him with kindness.

"It's okay, that guy is not worth worrying!" Mu Lin didn't care. He walked around Feng Xingtong and came to her sister Feng Shayande and looked at her with a smile: "Ms. Beautiful, can I be lucky to invite you to watch the starry sky at night together!?"

"Do you often hook up with girls like this?" Feng Shayan smiled and turned around and left. However, if she didn't pay attention to her fists, she would think this woman was really that good.

"Is your sister cold??" Mu Lin looked at Feng Shayan's butt and twisted, shrugging. Feng Xingtong looked at him speechlessly, saying that he was still right to pick up girls!

"Please enter the stadium quickly for each group of winners~Please enter the stadium quickly for each group of winners!"

Listening to the shouts coming from the stadium, Mu Lin shrugged indifferently and walked in. At this time, there was no one in the stadium, and the red-haired Jia Zhengliang was not here either. There was no way, Mu Lin had to find a shade to hold it.

At this time, the red-haired Jia was walking in with a swaying swaying, muttering with a phone in his hand.

"Hey! Mom, your phone call is really like the time..." "Yes! Yes! I'm already on the court, and I'm going to be right away..." "I didn't lie to you, it's like nothing, yes! You don't think about it, my son's twelve immortal-killing swords are not vegetarian..." "It's like, it's so fast, I end the flirting casually..." "Well, hey! Mom, I'll go on the court first, and I'll chat later..." "Yes, yes, there's a fruit, yes, every! Oh, I don't just eat meat, but I can eat fruit."

"Hey, that red hair over there! I still have to fight! My patience is limited. I haven't seen that the food here is almost finished!" Mu Lin saw that he was a little impatient. He kept calling since he started on the court. The problem was still my mother. What is the principle? As soon as he got on the court, Mu Lin was a little impatient after waiting for a few minutes, so he asked Zhang Chulan to help him get a big fruit plate, so that he would at least not be bored here. But seeing that the red hair boy had been calling most of the phone, he almost finished his extra-large fruit plate. This guy hadn't finished playing, so he didn't have anything to eat. Of course Mu Lin was not happy.

"Hey, mom, wait, I'll call you later. Well, everyone is waiting for a hurry..." Before Jia Zhengliang finished speaking, a red light flashed, and with the whistling sound, the phone in Jia Zhengliang's hand dropped to the ground and exploded instantly, accompanied by a broken watermelon skin.

Seeing the broken phone on the ground, Jia Zhengliang was immediately angry: "Hey, what are you doing? My mother will worry if she doesn't have a phone! She may think I'm in danger..."

"Lend me your phone first, or if you have to use it for the time being..." "Oh, thank you." Jia Zhengliang didn't care whether he was in the game or not. He saw that his phone was broken and he started to borrow it directly into the audience on the stage, but he also borrowed one for him. Then the guy started to report to his mother: "Hey, ah, it's nothing! I didn't care about the falling just now. The phone was broken!" "Oh, let's wait, I'm still waiting there." "Yeah, no, I'll call you after calling here, um~ It's time to get hung up." Jia Zhengliang finally finished calling and threw the phone back to the person in the stands.

"You're finished!" Mu Lin stood there and yawned, looking at the opposite side speechless, Jia Zhengliang: "Yes!"

Mu Lin couldn't bear to interrupt the filial son, but he looked at Jia Zhengliang who finally finished the phone call, so he stretched his waist and disappeared in an instant. He saw a lightning flashing in the air between the two of them. With the lightning, Mu Lin's fist had already smashed Jia Zhengliang's side. With a crisp sound, Zheng three immortal-killing swords blocked Jia Zhengliang's fist, blocking Mu Lin's fist.

Looking at the fist that was close at hand, Jia Zhengliang got it slowly: "My unattractive brother is defeated by you and the girl who knows everything, right?" As Jia Zhengliang said, the other nine immortal-killing flying swords were shot out from his sleeves while waving, and hovering around Jia Zhengliang. The blade pointed at the corner of the wall: "Although my brother, that waste, even I want to beat him, that's also our family matter. Since you broke his dragon-pecker, I want to see how you broke my twelve immortal-killing flying swords!"

As Jia Zhengliang pointed, the twelve immortal-killing flying swords rushed towards him. Under the influence of Jia Zhengliang's previous Qi, these immortal-killing flying swords were extremely fast and almost instantly came to Mu Lin's eyes.

As Mu Lin smashed a flying knife with each punch, but every time he smashed a flying knife, the blade would be re-entered within the range of Jia Zhengliang's sword circle under the control of Jia Zhengliang's Qi. That is, so far, Mu Lin could not break Jia Zhengliang's defense circle at all.

"Hmph, the eight immortal-killing flying swords were scattered into different directions as attacks, and four as defenses. I see how you destroy my defense circle and get close to you!" Jia Zhengliang looked at Mu Lin who was constantly attacking the attacker and sneered, controlling the eight immortal-killing flying swords in the outer circle, and then attacked Mu Lin from different directions in front and back.

"Yes! It's really true!" Mu Lin smiled disdainfully. For a moment, thunder sounded loudly, and a large amount of lightning wrapped Mu Lin in it. The outer cloak made of lightning blocked all the immortal-killing flying swords.

"Impossible, what are you? What is this? Is it a thunder technique? I have never heard of such a thunder technique!" Jia Zhengliang was surprised when he looked at it. He felt the roaring lightning on Mu Lin's body, quickly retreated and recalled all the immortal-killing flying swords as defense to protect him.
Chapter completed!