Before today, they would never have believed that a mere third-level monster hunter could win an earth monster without the help of a contracted monster.
"This guy,"
Elder Mo was also stunned. When he thought about how he had confidently said that the other party would definitely use the Demon Suppressing Mountain, his face felt a burning pain.
He secretly glanced around. Fortunately, everyone was shocked by Wu Tian's incredible performance, and they couldn't help but feel relieved at the moment.
Originally, he thought that today's competition would be over. After all, the Qianshan Sect had also won three games in a row, so it was justifiable in terms of face.
However, after hearing Wu Tian's words on the court, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Not only him, but also other disciples of Qianshan Sect.
Wu Tian said this, "It's too slow to come one by one. There are still a few of you, so please come together."
Elder Pan, who was already suffocating, laughed angrily, and the disciples behind him all had fierce looks in their eyes, wishing to tear this guy's mouth to pieces.
Facing their destructive gazes, Wu Tian glanced at them sideways and said, "Are there any locust leaves? Or other treasures, otherwise, just stay there."
"Ah, I can't help it anymore,"
A disciple jumped out and yelled, "Elder Pan, let this disciple come up, I will beat his face to pieces."
"And I."
"Count me in."
The situation was about to get out of control. Fortunately, Elder Pan usually had great authority over many disciples. He turned around and glanced at many disciples. After they calmed down, he looked at Wu Tiandao: "If I understood you correctly just now, you plan to continue playing. And still one against many?"
"Do your elders agree?"
"It doesn't matter what they say,"
Wu Tian said casually, but did not see the darkened faces of Elder Pan and his party who had just arrived.
This boy is naturally rebellious, and the name he chose is indeed correct. After today's incident, he will definitely understand what it means to respect teachers and respect morality.
At this time, Wu Tian continued: "Five, if there are more, I'm afraid I'll make you cry."
"you,,,"
Elder Pan couldn't bear it anymore. He looked at Elder Mo and laughed angrily: "Elder Mo, you heard it too. It was your disciple who asked for it. Don't blame us for bullying the minority."
Elder Mo was about to refuse, but suddenly his heart moved, and then he looked at Wu Tiandao: "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"certainly."
"Okay, our Qianshan sect has no objections."
Seeing Elder Mo agreeing, the other elders became anxious.
However, he did not explain too much. Instead, he smiled and said: "Since ancient times, heroes have been born from young boys. Maybe this boy will impress us."
The reason why Elder Mo agreed to this incredible discussion was because he remembered something.
He heard from his disciples that Wu Tian had a powerful sword formation in his hand, and he could kill more than twenty fellow disciples with just one blow, including two fourth-level senior brothers.
This made him quite greedy. You must know that all magic weapons related to formations are powerful or unpredictable. He, Elder Mo, has been practicing for more than two hundred years and has not been able to possess it. How can He De, a disciple in the Qi refining stage, possess it? This sword formation?
But because of Qi Fengzi, he didn't dare to cross the line.
Now when he heard that Wu Tian was planning to fight against five, he immediately understood that he was going to use this sword formation that pressed the bottom of the box.
He thought to himself: "Let's fight. The more powerful this sword formation is, the better. It's best to kill a few people."
As long as someone is killed, he, Elder Mo, can publicly kill the murderer and then secretly seize the sword array. Even if Qi Fengzi knows about it afterwards, there is nothing he can do.
Your disciple killed someone, and the person he killed was a guest of the Lingyun Sect. I killed this beast not only to give an explanation to the Lingyun Sect, but also to maintain the reputation of my Qianshan Sect.
What sword formation? It was a murderous weapon. Don't worry, I have destroyed it. I can't let it bring trouble to the Qianshan Sect again.
Just when Elder Mo was looking forward to it, the other five people had already stood up.
It can be seen that Elder Pan is really angry. The five disciples he sent and their monsters are all at the peak level of the third level. In order to avenge his shame, he didn't even care about his face.
But when he heard the hateful guy not far away put his hands behind his back and nodded from time to time, as if a senior was giving instructions to his juniors, he could no longer suppress his anger, which was unbearable.
He roared angrily: "Listen up, you don't have to hold back. As long as you don't beat me to death, I will beat you to death."
Listening to this incoherent instruction, the five people looked at each other, and then quickly agreed. They did not dare to get into trouble with the elder at this time.
After it started, they saw Wu Tiangang lift his foot, and several people used the secret skill of melting demons that they had secretly prepared without any explanation.
However, Wu Tian was secretly relieved at this time.
What he just did was to provoke Elder Pan's anger, and his ultimate goal was for this moment.
"Fortunately, these disciples are very obedient, otherwise I would have to admit defeat."
He smiled, stretched out his hand, and a spinning bloody hill appeared in his hand, and then he stretched out his hand and threw it.
Not far away, Elder Mo, who was looking forward to it, was stunned when he saw the hill. Why is this?
He didn't wake up until he saw a fifty-meter-high blood-colored mountain peak appearing in mid-air.
Damn it, I got tricked by this kid again.
Elder Mo cursed secretly. Fortunately, he didn't say anything in public that Wu Tian would definitely use the sword formation later, otherwise he would be slapped in the face again.
Elder Mo was thankful here, while Elder Pan, who had woken up, shouted at the top of his lungs.
"You guys hurry up and get rid of the melting demon."
"Ahhhh, no."
However it was too late.
The light dissipated, and five majestic guys stepped out. Then they all looked up and saw a bloody mountain crashing down, their faces blank.
Bang bang bang bang bang.
Seeing the blood-colored mountain peak pressing down on the five people and slamming to the ground, even the hard floor of the hall was cracked with countless cracks, the pale-faced Elder Pan murmured: "It's over, it's over."
He had been fighting openly and secretly with the Qianshan Sect for so many years, so how could he not know that the higher the magical demon-suppressing mountain, the stronger its power.
Fifty meters is equivalent to a fifth-level demon hunter taking action.
And the five people in the field are just entering the fourth level for the first time.
Although the two sides seemed to be only one level apart, in reality they were vastly different. Elder Mo, who was at least fifth level, could easily defeat ten or eight fourth level monster hunters.
Thinking back to the other party's actions just now, he gradually came to his senses.
"Asshole, I got tricked by this guy again."
He wanted to cry but had no tears.
Originally, as long as the five people honestly commanded their monsters to fight, it would be equivalent to ten against one.
Even if the opponent is a fourth-level monster hunter, he will definitely lose.
However, under the other party's provocation, he let the five people go all out without holding back.
Doesn’t this mean to let them use their strongest demon-melting secret skill?
In this way, they, unable to cast spells, play right into the opponent's hands.
Seeing the pale and shaky Wu Tian in the field, Elder Pan suddenly had the urge to step forward and cut him into pieces.
wrong.
At this moment, he realized that the other party was only at the third level of cultivation. It was too difficult to use this magical power. There was still a chance.
Sure enough, after a few breaths, the blood-colored mountain peak began to shake. Wu Tian, who was stumbling, wanted to step forward but was unable to do so.
He also didn't expect that the Demon Suppressing Mountain after the change would be so consumed, and he could barely use it just now after exhausting his spiritual power.
Soon, with a loud noise, the Demon-Suppressing Mountain was thrown away and turned into a hill again and flew back to Wu Tian's hands.
Everyone looked together and saw that several people on the field had returned to their original state, but only two people were barely standing, while the rest and their monsters fell to the ground in a mess.
"Hahaha, win, win,"
The excited Elder Pan raised his head and laughed, then looked at Wu Tian and said proudly: "Everyone is exhausted, but there are still two of us here. Each of them could kill you with one punch. Let's see how arrogant you can be." how long."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man looking over with a strange look on his face.
That look was like looking at a mentally retarded person.
Elder Pan suddenly became uneasy. He felt as if he had overlooked something, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
At this time, Wu Tian’s “kind” reminder came.
"I'm a monster hunter."
The next second, a ferocious demonic snake appeared on the scene.
Seeing this scene, Elder Pan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
It's really over now.
This damn guy has been fighting alone from the beginning. He actually forgot the identity of the other party's monster hunter.
A peak-level third-level monster in full condition faced two opponents who had difficulty standing up, and one can imagine its fate.
Everyone present was stunned by this dramatic reversal. Who would have thought that Wu Tian still had such a skill, and it was so blatant.
It's just that his previous performance was so dazzling that everyone ignored this detail.
This guy is still a serious monster hunter, not a humanoid monster.
In the same realm, one beat eight and still won. At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the crumbling Wu Tian.
At this time, Elder Pan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. This hall was a bit leaky.
He knew that this last humiliating battle was lost entirely because of his wrong command. At this moment, he only had one thought: kill the guy who suffered a thousand cuts, and then commit suicide to apologize.
Of course, this is just a thought, because they only lost three locust leaves.
He took a deep breath, and just when he was about to speak, he saw this hateful guy winking at him, and then in the eyes of everyone in surprise, the two of them walked to the corner and started talking, not even holding hands, as if they hadn't seen each other for many years. Like old friends.
Elder Mo and the others who had just arrived looked at each other in confusion. Just when he was about to pass, a loud roar came out, and Elder Pan screamed like an old rooster in heat: "No way, if you want this, I will do it." I will bring someone to tie you up tonight."
Elder Mo looked confused and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
Wu Tian looked aggrieved and said, "I'm selling locust leaves to them. They think a three-hundred spirit stone is too expensive."
"You fart," Elder Mo was frothing at the mouth, as if his patience had reached its limit.
"An ordinary first-level magical weapon only costs a hundred spiritual stones, so you might as well grab it."
