"Well, OK."

    Yang Xuan was really hungry before breakfast. Regardless of his image, he ate the crispy cake in his hand in a few bites.

    Not to mention, the taste was quite good. He licked his mouth and felt endless aftertaste. He gave Fang Qingxue a thumbs up.

    "Yes, it''s delicious!"

    "Hee hee, really?" Fang Qingxue smiled and her eyes turned into crescent moon. Although she was young, she smiled and seduced Tiancheng, especially the cherry lips like petals, which made people want to kiss Fangze.

    After taking a deep breath, Yang Xuan only felt that the smell emitted by the little girl had a faint fragrance of jasmine, which was the unique virgin body fragrance of green and astringent girls.

    As the fragrance dripped into his nose, Yang Xuan found that his blood was boiling all over his body. The guy in his crotch was no longer self-discipline. Fortunately, he was sitting, or he would make a fool of himself.

    "Brother Yang, is it really hard to eat?" Fang Qingxue obviously didn''t know that Yang Xuan was very uncomfortable now and asked again.

    Yang Xuan shrunk his ass, patted his chest and said, "of course, Xueer''s Crispy cake is crisp and sweet, and tastes very good."

    "Xueer, see? I said the crispy cake you made is delicious. Elder martial brother Yang Xuan will like it?"

    "Yes, yes, it''s much better than the sweet cakes in the canteen!"

    Several good sisters next to Fang Qingxue smiled.

    "Hee hee, I''ll make it for you tomorrow." Fang Qingxue smiled sweetly.

    A strange purple skirt girl put out her tongue playfully and joked, "no, you''d better make it for your brother Yang."

    Fang Qingxue was so ashamed that Xiafei said angrily, "elder martial sister linger, you make fun of me."

    "Giggle, ha ha..."

    The girls in purple skirts laughed together.

    Yang Xuan couldn''t help smiling when he saw Fang Qingxue''s shy and timid appearance. He leaned slightly to the little girl''s ear, almost bit her pink earlobe and whispered, "Xueer, haven''t you forgotten your agreement with me?"

    "What, what agreement?"

    Fang Qingxue didn''t understand, but Yang Xuan vomited hot air in her ear, which made her feel numb, a pair of slender legs clamped and fidgety.

    Yang Xuan''s mouth was slightly tilted, holding a smile of evil charm, and became more and more unscrupulous. His tongue swept over her jade like earlobe: "ha ha, didn''t I have an agreement with Xueer? Xueer will let me kiss when I win the big and the first."

    Fang Qingxue''s earlobes were very sensitive, and her body trembled suddenly with a "hum" sound in her mouth.

    When Yang Xuan saw this, he was happy, and his tongue touched gently. The little girl''s body immediately trembled again.

    Sensitive, it''s too sensitive!

    Yang Xuan''s fun without thinking of Shu made the little girl unbearable and twisted her body, and her mouth almost purred for mercy.

    At the same time, more and more external disciples came to the arena. Everyone was looking for a place. If they couldn''t find it, they had to find an open space to stand.

    When the sun rises in the East and the early morning sun falls, the square stands are full and the voices are boiling. Many people are talking about the big and big competition, and some people are even scolding unfairness.

    The reason is very simple. This time, the rules of big and big outside doors have changed. Many people are too weak to even appear on the stage.

    "Be quiet!"

    Suddenly, a loud drink came, and more than a dozen outside elders came to the arena.

    Yang Xuan didn''t tease Fang Qingxue at this time. Looking up, he saw Gu Yunfeng and South Korea from among many external elders.

    In addition, the remaining people are old men and women over half a hundred, with two exceptions.

    Both of them are very young. Of course, compared with South Korea, Gu Yunfeng and others, they look about thirty years old. One is a big man in black trousers and soft armor, and the other is a beautiful woman with light makeup and red dress.

    There are many disciples of the seven Xuanmen, and there are at least 5000 or 6000 internal and external disciples. Many internal disciples reach a certain level of cultivation and can apply to become external elders, even internal elders, but only if they pass the sect test.

    This test is extremely abnormal, and life is often in danger.

    But on the contrary, if you can successfully pass the test and become an outer sect elder or even an inner sect elder, you will undoubtedly enjoy more sect cultivation resources.

    For example, Yuan stones and pills are necessary for those who practice Qi and martial arts. If you can obtain a large number of Yuan stones and pills, you will greatly improve the cultivation speed.

    In the final analysis, cultivation level determines strength. Who doesn''t want to have strong strength if he is a martial artist?

    ……

    The South Korean side is obviously the host of the big and big outside gate this time. Other outside gate elders came to the bottom row of the north stand and sat down, while he jumped up and fell on the three feet high platform in the center of the arena.

    Once he changed his laziness and slovenness in the past, the old man''s white hair was combed neatly today, and he was dressed in white running with gold filigree patterns, which looked a bit like a fairy.

    He stood on the platform with his hands on his back. His eyes were open and closed. He looked around the audience and said, "old man, South Korea, this time the outer door is bigger than me. I won''t say much about the rules. It''s written in black and white on the bulletin board."

    Then he drank and asked, "are you all clear?"

    "Clear."

    Many external disciples were full of anger and responded loudly.

    The South Korean side nodded slightly, cleared his throat and said in a loud voice, "now, at the beginning of the competition, the disciples with confidence and strength can mount the challenge arena and accept the challenges of others."

    Shua Shua

    As soon as the voice fell, the nine figures rushed out of the square stands and occupied a challenge arena.

    These people are well-dressed and introverted. They are the best of the external disciples.

    For example, a tall and straight young man in white with a cold look was the fastest and the first to climb the challenge arena.

    Needless to say, this person must be the strongest Li Yunfei outside.

    The speed of the other eight people was similar, including Wang man, Dong Liang, Zhou Kun and Shi Yu, whom Yang Xuan met and knew, but a woman attracted Yang Xuan''s attention most.

    The woman is 15 or 16 years old. She has beautiful hair and shawl, excellent style and looks very beautiful. Of course, if she only looks at her left face, because on her right cheek, a brownish red birthmark the size of half a palm is very eye-catching and disgusting.

    However, such a naturally flawed and arrogant woman is a talented girl who is famous outside. She admires Qingyu and has strong combat power.

    Glancing at Li Yunfei and others on the nine challenge arenas, the South Korean side shouted, "there is another challenge arena without anyone. Why, no one dares to step on the stage?"

    While talking, his eyes scanned the audience and finally fell on Yang Xuan.

    "The old man really thinks highly of me, but I''m going to stage“

    The corners of Yang Xuan''s mouth tilted slightly. Without hesitation, his body soared into the air, like a roc spreading his wings, and fell steadily on the unmanned challenge arena.

    Seeing this scene, Fang Qingxue and several good sisters beside her were excited and cheered.

    "Brother Yang, come on!"

    "Elder martial brother Yang Xuan is the best!"

    As for the others, most of them were in a daze. It seemed that Yang Xuan was so strong that he dared to treat more than 3000 external disciples as if they had nothing and dominate a challenge arena alone.

    After a short silence, a sneer appeared on someone''s face: "this boy is crazy. He dares to step on the stage. Isn''t he afraid of a group attack?"

    "If he was really afraid, he wouldn''t be on the stage."

    "No matter what he thinks, there will be a good play next. I guess many people will challenge him one after another."

    "Hey, yes, Li Yunfei, Wang man and others are famous outside geniuses. Their strength is obvious to all. Although Yang Xuan has made great progress recently, he is nothing more than a strong body. No one knows how strong his real strength is."

    ……

    Sure enough, after a while, someone rushed into the challenge arena where Yang Xuan was located.

    This is a 16-year-old boy in black with a very strong figure, especially a pair of palms. His joints are thick and full of calluses. Obviously, this man practices palm Kung Fu.

    Someone recognized who the boy in black was and said with a sneer: "Hey, it''s Zhou Tong, the heart destroying palm. Some of Yang Xuan have been hurt."

    "Yes, Zhou Tong is a famous ruthless stubble in our outer door. He has cultivated his family''s unique skill heart destroying palm. Whoever gets hurt will die."

    "That''s too decisive. Yang Xuan somehow defeated Tiefeng and resisted 20 times the gravity of Bai Haitang, an inner disciple. His flesh and body must be very strong. The heart destroying palm may not hurt him."

    "What do you know? The heart destroying palm is not an ordinary combat skill. It is extremely insidious and vicious. No matter how strong your body is, the palm power can penetrate into your body and directly hurt your internal organs."

    "So terrible!?"

    "Of course, six months ago, when Zhou Tong was still the fourth weight of quenching body territory, he defeated a five weight genius of quenching body territory in our outer door with his heart destroying palm, and even almost killed the other party."

    ……

    Seeing that Zhou Tong was on the stage to challenge Yang Xuan, the South Korean side on the high stage didn''t talk nonsense and said loudly, "well, the competition begins."

    Wen Yan, neither Zhou Tong nor Yang Xuan was in a hurry.

    Four eyes looked at each other for a moment. Zhou Tong took the lead and said coldly, "Yang Xuan, I know your strength has improved by leaps and bounds recently, but you can only stop here when you meet me."

    Yang Xuan felt funny and gently shook his head: "before the war, he began to talk big. He was not afraid of the wind and flashed his tongue."

    "Draw the sword. If you don''t draw the sword again, you won''t have a chance."

    Zhou Tong was crazy and arrogant. He strode out. Although he didn''t walk fast, his momentum became stronger and stronger with each step. It was a very fierce evil spirit.

    Yang Xuan was a murderous Shura devil in his previous life. At a glance, he saw that Zhou Tong had killed people and many people.

    "There are so many talented people outside. I didn''t expect to meet such a cruel man at the beginning of the war!"

    There was some emotion in his heart, but Yang Xuan didn''t have any fear on his face. At the same time, he didn''t draw his sword. He said faintly, "it''s enough to deal with you."