The seven Core Condensation Realm monks on the southern side all showed hesitation, and several of them secretly retreated.
As the saying goes, the situation is stronger than the people, and the disparity in strength between the two sides is there. The people here originally gathered together to keep warm, in order to gain some numerical advantage in collecting Biyun Tianhua grass, but they did not know that those monks from the foreign fairyland I also had the same idea.
Everyone walked around in groups and found that most of the monks on Frostwind Ridge were fighting for a certain place in groups, and none of them looked easy to mess with.
They finally found this less visited valley, and before they could pick a few plants of Biyun Tianhua grass, they were chased by the group of Daeyu Immortal Kingdom monks. In the end, the two sides were locked in a stalemate at the mouth of the valley for a long time, and no one wanted to let go of this piece of grass. Obtained fat.
Here, although the Immortal Sect monks on the Dayu side were numerous and stronger, they did not dare to leave the group of Immortal Sect monks on the opposite side and go down alone to pick the Biyun Tiancao grass. However, the immortal sect disciples in the southern border grouped together. He was also somewhat unwilling to leave.
When I was young, among the seven Condensation Realm monks from the South Realm Immortal Sect, a middle-aged man from the Yangyuan Sect pondered for a moment and asked aloud: "What you mean by the highest combat power is..."
On the side of Dayu Immortal Kingdom, the burly man in blue Taoist robes sneered and said in a strange manner: "Are you a fool!? The highest combat power naturally refers to those of us in the Condensation Realm. What is so difficult to understand? of?"
The man in green clothes with a solemn aura beside him also nodded and said: "That's exactly what I mean. As long as we monks in the Condensation Realm have a little discussion to decide the winner, the others don't have to fight with their lives. The necessary casualties only allowed others to take advantage!"
"Coal Condensation Realm? Comparing?" The middle-aged man from Yangyuan Sect looked back and forth between the two parties, and then said with a suspicious look on his face: "I want to ask one more question, there are sixteen of you, we There are only seven people, how can we compete with each other?"
Zhao Wenming, the leading disciple of Longkuo Taoist Temple, said with twinkling eyes: "Of course there will be as many people as possible. If the party cannot withstand it first, it will take the people away on its own. You are not allowed to come here again to cause trouble!"
"Ha...haha, it turns out you had this idea!" The middle-aged man from Yangyuan Sect laughed angrily and sternly scolded: "We found this Linggu first, and you came here taking advantage of the large number of people. Looking for trouble, and now you want to easily drive us away by holding a so-called sparring session with others, it’s too good of a idea!”
As soon as this man finished speaking, a rough-faced Shenfeng disciple beside him shouted angrily: "What's the point of fighting with each other? Huh, if we are not allowed to go in to collect the blue clouds and grass, you will never be able to live in peace!"
While he was speaking, the several Condensation Realm monks from the Southern Immortal Sect and the Loose Cultivator Sect next to him all echoed in unison. They looked very righteous and courageous, but in fact they were mostly tough-looking people.
"What's the matter? Haven't you given up yet?!" Zhao Wenming, a disciple of Longkuo Taoist Temple, snorted disdainfully and chuckled: "I think you guys really don't know what to do! Hehe, since you don't want to spar and still want to continue fighting, then As you wish." He said, raising a purple flying sword and hovering in the sky, and he was about to attack.
However, what is extremely strange is that the sword point does not seem to be pointing at the seven strong men in the Condensation Realm on the opposite side. Instead, it is aimed at one of the disciples of the Heavenly Beast Sect from a distance.
"Eh?! What's the point of this shit?!" Liu Qingyi looked at the purple flying sword in front of him that was about to come, and muttered: "Is it possible that it's coming at me?!"
But at this moment, the man in green from the Dayu Immortal Kingdom side shouted urgently: "Brother Zhao Dao, wait a minute!"
The strong man in blue on the other side also smiled and persuaded: "Brother Zhao, don't be anxious, there is still more to talk about this matter!"
"Oh?" Hearing these two words, Zhao Wenming frowned slightly, restrained his sword, and looked at them in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Seeing that Zhao Wenming had stopped, the man in green clothes immediately said to the seven people opposite him: "Everyone, since we have agreed to compete, how can we rely on the more and bully the less? In my opinion, let's send three people from each side to fight. Whoever wins two of the three games first will own the Biyun Tiancao grass in this valley, and the loser will not be allowed to bother him again. What do you think?"
The seven people heard
Yan Jun frowned, and for a moment no one answered.
Just now a few people questioned the other party's reliance on the majority to bully the minority. Now that the other party has proposed a method of sending three people from each side to compete, they may be at a disadvantage if they do not agree.
However, it is really up to oneself to know. Among the seven Condensing Pill Realm monks gathered in the Southern Realm this time, in terms of cultivation level, only the leading disciple of the Yangyuan Sect has reached the middle stage of the Condensing Pill Realm. Among the monks from the Great Universe Immortal Kingdom opposite, there are as many as five who have reached the middle stage of the Condensation Realm.
If both sides select three people to compete in a competition, the southern side will have two battles, one in the early stage of the Condensing Core Realm versus the other in the middle stage of the Condensing Core Realm. It will still be a losing battle.
Originally, with the strength of the people in the southern border, they could handle wandering around and harassing the outside. If they followed the calculations of these Great Universe Immortal Kingdoms, they were allowed to fight face to face with these more powerful monks from the Great Universe Immortal Kingdom, or three people could be selected to carry out the attack. In a competition, you are basically led to jump into a pit.
Thinking like this, everyone in the southern border looked like they were in a dilemma and couldn't decide.
"Hahaha, a bunch of rats!" Zhao Wenming looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his eyes swept over the faces of the seven people opposite him, and immediately said sarcastically: "You are such timid and timid people, and you still want to get your hands on the beautiful grass in the sky. It's simply ridiculous. Make others laugh!"
When the rough man from Shen Feng Gate heard this, he immediately flew into a rage and yelled, "You guys, don't talk nonsense. Who says we don't have the guts? I'll come and talk to you this time."
"Haha, okay, come on!" Zhao Wenming had a joking expression on his face, and immediately stood up and flew out, glaring provocatively at the Shen Feng disciple who was speaking.
"Brother Zuo Dao, wait a minute! Since we are going to take over this discussion, we still need to make a careful calculation!" Seeing that the two of them were about to take action if they disagreed, the middle-aged man of Yangyuan Sect shouted to stop Shen Fengmen. The rough man named Zuo Kuang then pulled him aside and started discussing in low tones with the others.
After such an agreement, in line with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse, the southern side finally consisted of the leading disciple of the Yangyuan Sect, a man named Zuo from the Shenfeng Sect, and a monk from the Xiaoxian Sect's Condensing Pill Realm to fight.
On the other hand, Dayu Immortal Kingdom is not so particular about it. In addition to Zhao Wenming who invited himself to fight, he also randomly sent two monks in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm. They seemed to be very relaxed about the discussion.
After a while, both sides decided on the candidates to participate in the competition, and began to select their opponents.
The leading middle-aged disciple of the Yangyuan Sect finally chose a young man in black among the three opponents. The young immortal monk in the southern border chose another old man with a white beard wearing a blue robe. The man named Zuo from Shenfeng Sect still chose Zhao Wenming, the leading disciple of Longkuo Taoist Temple.
At this moment, a lazy, light voice suddenly came: "Everyone, wait a moment!"
People from both sides followed the sound and saw a young man in black flying up into the air from among the disciples of the Immortal Sect on the southern side. In the blink of an eye, he landed in front of Zhao Wenming, the leading disciple of Longkui Taoist Temple. He glanced at him lightly and turned his head. He said to the man named Zuo from the Shenfeng Sect: "Leave this person to me, you can find another one."
"Leave it to you?!" The man surnamed Zuo looked at Liu Qingyi for a moment, and was surprised to see that this man was just a monk in the Three Yang Realm. He had an angry and funny look on his face and said, "Are you joking?! "
At this moment, Zuo Shu, among the group of people from the Tianshou Sect, also flew over and followed him. Before he could get close, he shouted to the man named Zuo from the Shenfeng Sect: "Uncle Liu Clan, this is my senior brother Liu Qingyi. Please let me know." Let him go, no problem."
The man surnamed Zuo was startled when he heard this. He looked at Liu Qingyi with fixed eyes and muttered several times unconsciously: "Sky Beast Sect? Liu Qingyi?!" Then he suddenly realized: "It turns out to be you!"
As he spoke, he stepped back a few steps without any delay and gave up Zhao Wenming, a disciple of Longkuo Taoist Temple, to Liu Qingyi.
The middle-aged man from Yangyuan Sect turned around and said in great surprise: "Brother Zuo Dao, what is this...?"
"Let me replace him!" The man surnamed Zuo replied calmly, flew to the Southern Realm Little Immortal Sect's Dan Condensing Realm monk, hid his head in whispers for a while, and finally replaced him.
On the other side, the man in Tsing Yi with a dignified aura from Dayu Immortal Kingdom was a little unhappy when he saw this scene.
He said patiently: "Since the two sides have agreed to compete at the highest level of combat, a mere Three Sun Realm monk comes to join in the fun. Such an on-the-spot substitution is not in line with the rules!"
"Rules? After all, the outcome is determined by three fights, so what kind of rules are there!" Liu Qingyi smiled widely, looked at Zhao Wenming across from him, and asked, "You bitch, didn't you just want to mess with me? ? I’m here to play with you this time, do you dare to take it?”
"Hahaha..." Zhao Wenming laughed out loud for a moment, and said with sarcasm in his eyes: "I didn't expect you to come here to seek death, and you asked me if I dare to take it. Are you kidding me? I am in the Dan Condensing Realm. Monk, are you still afraid of you, a little ant in the Three Yang Realm?!"
"In that case, let's do it." Liu Qingyi replied calmly, swaying and heading straight to the bottom of the valley.
Seeing this, Zhao Wenming narrowed his eyes slightly, a murderous intent flashed through his eyes, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he jumped up and followed Liu Qingyi.
Seeing that the two of them had a disagreement, they first found a place at the bottom of the valley to take action. The middle-aged man from Yangyuan Sect also flew into the air, looked at the slightly frail man in black he had just selected, and said, "Tao Brother, since you and I are just squaring off, if the outcome is decided, please keep it in reserve!"
The man in black curled his lips in disdain, looking impatient: "What are you talking about? Let's start quickly!" As he spoke, he jumped into the sky, and the middle-level strongman from Yangyuan Sect also jumped up behind him. passed.
Not long after, the man named Zuo from Shenfeng Gate also flew to the other side of the sky with the old man in blue robe, and began to use their magic weapons to fight each other.
