Chapter 285:
Zheng Du flew off the stage and was beaten to death... He had been promoted to the Golden Core Realm for a long time, and this was the second time he was in such a mess.
The demon young man who kicked him off the stage, although he was in a mess, was in high spirits. He raised his hands and roared, declaring his victory.
"Young Wolf King! Young Wolf King!"
The demon clan's spectator seats were in a state of excitement. Their Young Wolf King had made many great young heroes of Great Xia break down in tears, maintaining an undefeated record.
There was silence in the Daxia viewing area... At first, two masters from the Nantianmen came to watch the battle. Although they were a little uneasy when they came, they at least showed their great style and were chatting and laughing.
The Three Palms Master Liu Baimu is dressed in white and has an air of immortality. The Five Palms Master Huang Ying was originally a slovenly man, but at this time he also represented the face of Daxia and wore a black robe.
At this moment, the palm masters had stopped talking and laughing, and were sitting upright, serious in speech.
The big bosses were in a bad mood, and the rest of them did not dare to speak. The disciples of Nantianmen were all like ears of rice that had been exposed to the sun.
Zheng Du's defeat... meant that the young wolf king's strength was at least on the level of Nangong Shenxiao and the others.
At this time, another piece of news came that made the people of Daxia sigh... The human-demon arena over there had lost three of the four games.
The situation is ugly. At present, it seems that the elites of Nantianmen are being held down and beaten by the demons.
Only a few days ago, Bai Qicai won a game against the devil.
Four losses in five games!
The young elites of his demon tribe emerged in large numbers and defeated the group of geniuses from Nantianmen to nowhere.
"...Hmph, four defeats in five games!" Liu Baimu's face remained calm as he sat majestically and applauded the Demon Clan Young Wolf King from the main seat in a very elegant manner.
There was a hint of disdain and annoyance on his lips.
Huang Ying doesn't pretend either. You can tell from the fact that he doesn't pretend to be a god or an expert. His face is ugly.
"Damn, that old man from the Zheng family is training some kind of rookie..."
Liu Baimu had some friendship with the old man from the Zheng family. When he heard this, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and joked: "Zheng Poison has been in our Nantianmen hands for two or three years. Old man Zheng hopes that we can train him." What came out is that the few of us who are in charge of the business have done too much on weekdays."
"Training is nothing. This little slick guy doesn't learn from this or that. He doesn't like any of our masters, so he went to Yaofeng to worship the old poisonous man as his teacher... That old guy is not bad either, but it's a pity that this The kid’s poisonous hand is still a long way off.”
Liu Baimu quickly changed the subject: "Well, teach students in accordance with their aptitude. Our Headmaster Zhang had dealt with that Confucian sage... He didn't learn anything. He only understood these four words.
Speaking of which, our human race is not incompetent...there are countless talented disciples from the five major sects...but we, the Nantianmen, are left alone. Those people are watching the joke in secret...all the most powerful young people from the demon clan are facing us. We have to use Only when one force defeats them all can there be ghosts.
Maybe His Majesty the Emperor will be so aggressive towards our Nantianmen after seeing this... I'm afraid he will follow in the footsteps of the Yinxiao Sect..."
Huang Ying rolled her eyes: "Brother Liu, don't you dare talk nonsense... I pretended I didn't hear you."
Liu Baimu teased: "Brother Huang seems to have lost his courage during this retreat... He used to be a master who was not afraid of anything."
Huang Ying shook her head and said: "No, no, when you are older, you are not like young people who are always full of blood and brains, and will fight if you lift your sleeves."
At this time, Huang Ying touched her nose and changed the topic: "This young man
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Young Wolf King, can your Liu Tong beat him...
Yes, where is that boy Liu Tong? Aren't you afraid and hid him? Brother Liu, the face of our Nantianmen lies in these top-notch boys - when things get tough, you can't keep Liu Tong away from the fight just because you're afraid that his soul will be hurt, right? "
Liu Baimu heard Huang Ying's words that were neither serious nor serious, and were obviously joking, but he was still a little embarrassed and said: "Brother Huang, you don't believe me so much? My child is not a hothouse flower. Men should stand upright. How can you do that?" Let him be a turtle?
Don't worry, brother Huang, it concerns the face of our Daxia human race, how can we hide it? "
Huang Ying nodded slowly, that's good, that's good.
Today's so-called competition ends here, but what makes everyone in Nantianmen excited is that the competition will continue in three days. Nangong Shenxiao, the eldest son of Liu Baimu, Senior Brother Liu Tong, will appear in person.
Counting from the day when the Demon Clan Princess Wei Ya proposed the competition, the battle between Nantianmen and the Demon Clan has ended in nine losses and three wins.
Counting it all together, Senior Sister Bai Qicai won one game, Zheng Du won one game but also lost one, and the other one was a senior brother who was usually relatively low-key. He came from Jiuquan Peak and had superb swordsmanship and won every game.
The only ones who did not participate in the battle at Nantianmen were Wen Renzhuxiao, who was in retreat, and Shan Chun, who did not know what he was doing.
Finally, there is Nangong Shenxiao, who is so popular in people’s minds and has no record of any actions after returning from traveling... It can be said that the fight with You Chuiyun raised You Chuiyun up, but also secretly lowered Nangong Shenxiao. Xiao personality.
You said that you have been in the Jindan realm for more than one year, and you have come back for three years to fight with You Chuiyun who is in the foundation building stage. What kind of chicken neck path are you cultivating? Just go home and farm and eat radishes - this is what the poor-mouthed person commented.
But despite poverty, people still put their hope in Nangong Shenxiao.
After all, each of the three peak disciples must make their final appearance, and they must win, otherwise... Nantianmen's face will be lost abroad.
Wenren Zhuxiao, Shan Chun and Nangong Shenxiao.
No one can lose.
As for their lower levels, masters like Liu Tong and Zheng Du can win every game. The obvious gap in strength cannot be made up in a day or two.
The entire Great Xia watching the battle, whether it was the high-ranking officials or the old people in the world, all hoped that after this continuous victory, Nantianmen could be evenly matched with the demons, or that the defeat would not be too ugly.
It is a confrontation between the power of a country and the power of a sect, and it is normal to lose.
Don't be too miserable... The emperor was commanding the sword guards and coughed for half an hour before coughing out these four words worth a thousand pieces of gold.
Now that the emperor had spoken, letters came from all directions and piled up like a mountain when handed to Headmaster Zhang's desk.
Headmaster Zhang had a headache for a while. He held the emperor's order and paced back and forth in front of the small thatched hut on Lan Yue Peak.
Then he wanted to knock on the door, but finally put down his hand in despair.
"Daughter...Daughter...can you come out the day after tomorrow...It's not easy for me to be a headmaster."
Gritting his teeth, the old man threw the gold-stitched order off the cliff and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Inside the house, the forbidden light flashed brightly. If there was a forbidden master here, he would definitely be shocked.
The restrictions in this house are so complicated that the center is actually made of top-grade spiritual stones... The top-grade spiritual stones are full of spiritual light, shining brightly, and the spiritual energy fills the whole room, and it is obviously in operation.
When this restriction is in operation, it can be said that the
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Luo Shenxian had to work hard to get in.
But Wenren Zhuxiao, wearing thin clothes, sat cross-legged in the restraint, like a Bodhisattva statue, motionless.
But when Zhang Yangguan left, his eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly.
——
"Are you laughing? Okay! It turns out that your kid is a lunatic who doesn't know how to feel pain... Hahahaha, a crazy kid actually made our Zheng family so upset!"
Elder Zheng Jiu's smile was extremely sinister, just like that night in the deep mountains and old forests, which would give people goosebumps all over their backs just by looking at him.
You Chuiyun actually didn't feel well... The remaining strength of the white tiger incarnation had long since faded, and he had endured this blow with his steel-like body.
As for why he could laugh.
"I can't cry, right?"
Elder Zheng Jiu didn't want to talk nonsense. Since he wanted to destroy this kid, he had to do something very cruel!
He raised his hand high, and a shining ice dagger condensed in the vortex in the air.
He held the dagger in his hand and stabbed it towards the golden elixir in You Chuiyun's belly.
"So what about the nine-turn golden elixir? It's useless for a dead person... But this golden elixir can still be sold for several thousand taels of silver at auction... As for the nine-turn golden elixir, it's worth ten thousand taels at most."
"So I'm so valuable?"
You Chuiyun grabbed the dagger with his hand, and his hands immediately started bleeding profusely.
"You have so much brute strength, even my soul can barely compare to you——"
The tip of the dagger was still slowly pushed to the golden elixir position on You Chuiyun's abdomen...
"But you will die."
"I forgot to tell you that I also have martial arts skills!"
You Chuiyun suddenly whispered in the Ninth Elder's ear: "Standing next to a man who can box, you are really arrogant."
Elder Zheng Jiu frowned. As expected, You Chuiyun straightened his waist and took the initiative to let the ice blade penetrate into his body. Then he allowed the ice blade to penetrate without blinking an eyelid. He held Elder Ninth's head and lifted it fiercely. A move with knees hit the face with both knees, and then a swallow drew a thunder arc with both hands——
"The overlord is watching the formation and beating his temples!"
You Chuiyun thought silently in his mind that he had perfected a set of Taizu Changquan that he had played countless times.
Immediately afterwards, a phoenix spread its wings without hesitation, and was suspended in mid-air to avoid the Ninth Elder's furious counter-attack spell, which was exploded in the air.
In the middle of the smoke, Chuiyun struck Elder Zheng Jiu's chest with another one-handed blow.
"The black tiger takes out the heart!"
Before Elder Zheng Jiu could stand still, You Chuiyun's killing move came quietly, like the Yellow River flooding across a single bridge.
"Tulong..."
The Ninth Elder twisted out a clay flying dragon with one hand and hovered in front of him, thick as a shield.
But You Chuiyun, a black tiger who can dig out the heart, has already practiced it to the point of breaking through mountains, let alone the shield condensed by a small clay flying dragon?
You Chuiyun spread his fingers and slapped the earth shield on it, crushing it and his arm immediately fell into it.
The heart position of Elder Zheng Jiu was photographed. Elder Zheng Jiu raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood. He stepped back dozens of steps, covering his chest and staring at You Chuiyun with his face flushed.
"you you……"
You Chuiyun slowly moved one arm deep into his crotch, and as soon as he pointed out the country, he smiled: "Do you really think I have nothing to hide? You are a powerful Yuanshen monk, but you are close to a martial artist. How inflated do you have to be. "
Elder Zheng Jiu spat out another mouthful of blood.
"...Okay..., you are very good!"
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