To be honest, Ding Ling was indeed confused by this guy.

Of course, it wasn't that he was scared by him, but that he... he didn't expect someone to throw a drink on his face as soon as he came up, and then he slapped him in the face!

Wait! I don’t know how to write the word “death”…or is he just tired of living?

So, Ding Ling felt that he should give someone a chance, so he just stretched out his hand in a hurry to block the slap of the Third Master Bai.

Then he heard what this guy said, who gave him the courage to give him Bai Susu's idea.

Well, it seems that the master's position in the hearts of these people is really goddess-level. Just for this point, he decided that if this guy doesn't continue to do anything, then he would treat that glass of wine as a wash of his face.

It’s a pity that the world did not satisfy people’s grievances. Seeing that Ding Ling dared to stop him, Bai Laosan was even more furious: “Cao! I’m numb and seeking death!”

He didn't use spiritual skill or spiritual power. Bai Lao San slid his hand and immediately poked Ding Ling's chest.

Ding Ling retracted his hand again and beat him horizontally.

With a crisp sound, Bai Laosan's palm was knocked away by him half a meter.

Bai Laosan's pupils shrank slightly, and he knew that this guy was a tough guy. Not only was his bones hard, but he was also very skillful! However, this aroused Bai Laosan's anger and interest...

How long has it been since I encountered such a hard idea? But even if it is a tough idea, even if it comes to this Qingyu Altar, it will be a dragon and a tiger will be a lie down!

Bai Lao San raised his leg and kicked Ding Ling hard. Ding Ling was not showing any weakness. He slapped the table and blocked the moment he got up!

Neither of them used their spiritual power, and Ding Ling already knew that this guy's realm was similar to his own, and he was also at the top of Wendao, only a slight distance from the peak!

Under the dim oil lamp, the two of them fists and kicked each other for more than a dozen moves in an instant, and the two of them fought head-on! The continuous crackling sounds and sounds made people feel painful when they heard them.

Tang Zhengxin sat leisurely aside, motionless. He even raised his glass leisurely and took a sip of great comfort.

Bai Laosan, this young master from the Bai family who bullied him before, but later reconciled with him. Later, as his realm and status improved, he began to win over his young master. To put it bluntly, he was a spoiled playboy.

But unlike ordinary playboys, Bai Laosan's strength is certain. Otherwise, why could he be stationed in a fortress at the level of the upper level of Wendao?

Of course, the Hurricane Fortress is very close to the base camp, and even if there are monsters attacking, they are some low-level monsters. But the fortress commander, this identity itself is a symbol of strength!

A playboy who has both strength, family background and identity... No matter what aspect, Bai Laosan is a rampant existence in this jade hall! In fact, except that Bai Susu who started to be angry can make him restrain himself, other peers cannot even hide from Bai Laosan.

Tang Zhengxin’s so-called call to Bai Laosan to watch the show was actually...inviting him to stage a good show! And now, it seems that the show is beginning to happen.

"Are you still playing?" Mingyue asked Ding Ling lazily in her heart. In her opinion, Ding Ling's idiot behavior of relying on pure physical strength to fight against people is completely an idiot who is fine, so she defined this battle that had been fought for dozens of moves as "playing"!

Ding Ling snorted in his heart: "Why don't you not play? He wants to fight with pure strength, so I will continue to play with him! Let's see who can hold on for how long!"

"Then you play... I'll take a look."

Seeing Mingyue, he leaned under the tree of fate to take a nap. Ding Ling was immediately amazed and crying. Just as he was distracted, he was kicked heavily by Bai Laosan on the waist.

With his teeth swept, Ding Ling simply refused to retreat but instead turned around. He hugged Bai Laosan's right leg like lightning, and at the same time, his right hand slashed downwards with his right hand!

Seeing this, Bai Laosan's eyes became ruthless. He then flipped Ding Ling's strength and kicked Ding Ling's head with his left foot.

Ding Ling felt the sharp wind behind his head. He lowered his head and slid to the right with a step forward, while his right arm bent horizontally!

The next second, his right elbow hit Bai Laosan in the stomach.

Bai Laosan bent his body, his left fist down and his right fist upward, respectively hitting his head and chest.

Ding Ling groaned and let go of Bai Laosan's right leg, turned his right hand into a palm, and hit Bai Laosan's chest hard.

Bai Laosan withdrew from the five parts!

"Grass Mud Horse! You're against you!" Bai Laosan was furious. He raised his hand and a dark magic weapon flew towards Ding Ling.

Ding Ling was so amazed that he couldn't laugh when he saw it. This magic weapon was black and looked like an iron stick as thick as a bowl with inverted nails. From the outside, it looked like a mace and a seven-pointer like a shit brush. It looked extremely fierce at first glance!

"Grass! Can this thing be refined into magic weapons?" Ding Ling was indeed shocked... He felt the spiritual power and momentum coming from the magic weapons, and was even more shocked!

Can this thing be trained to the true spirit level?

Seeing that this shit-like thing was coming in a blast, Ding Ling did not dare to be careless at all. Compared to a spiritual sword, the weapon with thorns on his body would have to peel off a layer of skin! So he decisively summoned the fish intestine and instantly raised the fish intestine to the Holy Spirit level!

A red light flashed, and the fish intestines rushed towards the black thing like lightning.

Ding! After a crisp sound, Bai Laosan shook his body suddenly. When he looked at Ding Ling again, his eyes were filled with incredible. Holy Spirit? Does this guy actually have a Holy Spirit-level magic weapon?

Dan Ding Ling didn't give him any more, but he saw his figure swaying and appeared directly in front of Bai Laosan the next second. He took advantage of Bai Laosan's surprise and pinched Bai Laosan's throat with his right hand like lightning.

Then he made a move with his left hand and the fish intestine immediately flew into his hand.

He pinched Bai Laosan's neck tightly with his right hand, held the fish intestine in his left hand and pointed at Bai Laosan's temple with his left hand. A trace of disdain rose to the corner of his mouth.

Bai Jinnan? Bai Sanye? Third Master? Third Master Uncle?

Haha! He Ding Ling is a person like Gu Junxian who dares to slap him directly in the face. He is still afraid of this Bai San Master?!

Bai Laosan's pupils shrank, and he exhaled hard in one breath, sternly: "You fucking me to kill me! Come on!"

Ding Ling looked at him quietly, just wanted to look at an idiot.

"Tell you, you can't kill me, I...just..." His voice stopped abruptly, and the next second, Ding Ling pinched his throat and crashed into the wall!
Chapter completed!