boom!
After a loud noise, the three-headed hell dog that rushed over was instantly knocked several feet away.
When they saw the person coming, the students' eyes suddenly lit up: "Little Master!"
"Um."
Looking at the fallen body on the ground, Master Xuan's eyes were full of disgust.
That look made me want to shout loudly, I don't know these guys.
"It's so shameful that you can't even defeat people like them."
Seeing that they were about to get up, Xuanzhu immediately asked the black gold iron-eating beast to push them back, "Get down, stay down, don't move, how can you have the nerve to get up?"
The people from the Four Thousand Realms were not happy, "What do you mean?! You are just a mortal from one realm, but you dare to look down on us, how presumptuous!"
This arrogant sound contained a lot of spiritual power, and it could be said that it was like a rain of spiritual energy and swords that came out of his mouth. It was obviously with the intention of suppressing him.
It's a pity that Xuanzhu is invulnerable to all means. No matter how strong the spiritual energy sword rain is, it is just a moist wind blowing across her cheeks in front of her, leaving nothing but nausea.
Master Xuan took out a handkerchief and wiped his face, "Speak politely and don't engage in personal attacks. How old are you and spitting on me? How childish are you?"
"you!!!"
Tian Quan was so angry that he directly drew out his moon-blade scimitar and pointed it at Xuan Master, "Seeking death!"
The students were shocked when they saw this. This moon-blade scimitar was made from the ribs of the ancient ferocious beast Taotie. It was fed by their four thousand realms with animal blood all year round, which made the sword so ferocious.
Every time this knife comes out, it is only withdrawn after seeing blood, and there are rumors that this knife has awakened the Taotie spiritual consciousness due to the long-term blood baptism of beasts and beasts.
Anyone who is defeated by this sword will have their souls become food for gluttony and end up in ashes.
Li Zhi said angrily: "You four thousand worlds can't afford it! It's just a competition, is it necessary to take human lives?!"
Tianquan sneered: "I didn't want to make it so embarrassing. After all, the relationship between the Three Thousand Realms and the Four Thousand Realms is very good. It's your little master who doesn't know how to praise."
"Of course, we in the Four Thousand Realms are not petty people."
Tian Quan took two steps forward with the moon-blade scimitar and threatened the Xuan Master: "As long as you kneel down and say that I was wrong, I will forgive your ignorance just now and spare your life, how about it?"
Xuanzhu took out his weapon brick from the black gold iron-eating beast's cloth pocket with his backhand, raised his hand and called into Tianquan's face.
Snapped.
With a crisp loud noise, Tianquan was instantly blown away. Visually judging the distance, he flew at least one meter.
"Have I given you any shame? Do you know where this is? Can you tell the difference between the king and the king?"
It has to be said that the group of students lying on the ground were delighted by Master Xuan's operation, but they were more worried that Master Xuan would be injured by the moon-blade scimitar.
Just as they were about to issue a warning, they saw Tian Quan throwing the moon-blade scimitar in the direction of Xuan Master.
"Little Master, get out of the way. There is gluttonous spiritual consciousness in that knife, and it will suck your soul dry!"
At this time, at the tip of the moon-blade scimitar, visible to the naked eye, there was a phantom of a glutton, which was swallowing the Xuan Lord with a big mouth.
The bloody smell of decaying ferocious beasts hit his face, which was the smell that Xuan Master hated the most.
She frowned, "Presumptuous."
Although the sound was not loud, the Moon-Blade Scimitar and the Tao Xiang coiled on the tip of the sword stopped two inches away from the tip of Xuan Master's nose.
That straight and straight appearance is comparable to standing in school.
Although the picture is grim, it also makes people want to laugh.
Master Xuan raised the brick again, slapped Taohan directly in the face, and said displeasedly: "Get out!"
The students were surprised to find that they actually saw aggrieved expressions from a ray of spiritual consciousness.
Tao Huan raised his claws to cover half of his face, glared at Xuan Master as if he was about to cry, then abandoned the moon-blade scimitar, turned around and ran away.
It wasn't until the moon-blade scimitar automatically fell to the ground because it lost the control of spiritual consciousness that Tianquan reacted and quickly got up to chase after him: "Ancestor, don't run away!"
"Ancestor!"
Before each of them could take two steps, they were blocked by the black gold iron-eating beast.
Behind him, there was a slightly dissatisfied voice from Master Xuan: "Did I let you go?"
Seeing that the ancestors' spiritual consciousness they enshrined were scared away, they no longer dared to despise the Xuan Master.
Each one turned around like eggplants beaten by frost, "Little Master, we were wrong. You have a lot of them, please let us go."
"No."
Master Xuan refused simply: "What do you mean by giving up before the fight even begins, looking down on me?"
Ancestor, their ancestors have been scared away, who dares to look down on you.
Tianquan stood at the front with a sad face and said, "Didn't the fight just happen?"
"Spitting in my face is a fight? Do you think I'm playing house with you and playing here?"
A blow with all his spiritual power was called spitting. Dare I ask, is there anything more humiliating than this?
Everyone in the Four Thousand Worlds didn’t want to talk at all.
But just because you don't speak doesn't mean you're safe.
"Zai Zai, throw them all to the martial arts arena."
Xuanzhu moved his wrist and turned his neck, "Wherever there is a big space, it's easy to show off."
She also looked at Tianquan and said with a smile: "Don't worry, after your outstanding performance just now, I will definitely take special care of you!"
In order to save time, Master Xuan directly asked people from the Four Thousand Realms to come together.
The people of Four Thousand Realms were even more shocked by this transfer.
Because even if dozens of them came together, they could not hurt Xuan Master at all. Instead, they were beaten by Xuan Master until he cried for his father and mother.
They just want to ask, let's just say, Xuanzhu, a mortal, hits the person's bones with a single palm. Is this reasonable? ah? Is this reasonable? !
Rather than saying it is a PK competition, it is better to say that the Xuan Master unilaterally beats up the people of the Four Thousand Worlds.
The beating lasted for half an hour.
The people who were beaten not only suffered bruises and swollen noses and faces, but also lay on the ground unable to get up. They were also sweating profusely in pain. On the other hand, Master Xuan, apart from his hair being a little messy and a few drops of sweat falling from his temples, looked like a normal person.
Xuanzhu pulled his shoulders, looking relaxed, "I haven't had such a good activity in a long time, I feel so comfortable."
One sentence blocked the hearts of people from both the Three Thousand Realm and the Four Thousand Realm.
Sanqianjie: What do you mean when you say it feels good to be active now? Are we getting beaten to the bone every day for nothing? If you co-author it and give us a bone, are you still willing to do it? ! As a co-author, we don’t even have the qualifications to make you happy? !
Four Thousand Realms: A great shame and humiliation, you beast! We are here to fight you with real swords and guns. In your eyes, even if you move your muscles and bones, it is too murderous!
Master Xuan: "Tsk~ Can you guys stop looking at me like a resentful woman? I deserve a beating."
