After listening to Guo Nuanyang's words, everyone was stunned and looked embarrassed. No one said anything for a long time. They were obviously quite surprised by Guo Nuanyang's choice. However, as Guo Nuanyang said, this seemingly fair choice For Guo Nuanyang, who is good at assassination, there are indeed inherent disadvantages in the battle of the Nine Sequences.
Faced with such an embarrassing situation, Guo Nuanyang, instead of being discouraged, asked directly: "Boss Yun, can our Jiuzun Mansion set up a branch specializing in assassination in the future?"
Yun Yang said happily: "I had no such plan originally."
When Guo Nuanyang heard this, his face became slumped, and he said dejectedly: "Then what should I do? Frontal fighting is really not what I am good at..."
Yun Yang said: "I really don't plan to set up a branch that specializes in assassination, but I envisioned the Jiuzun Mansion to have the Dark Hall Underworld Division. And looking around the entire Jiuzun Mansion, there will be no one more suitable for the position of the Lord of the Dark Hall than you. Got it!"
Guo Nuanyang jumped up in surprise: "What I like most is to do this. From now on, I am the master of the secret hall, and no one is allowed to rob me!"
Everyone was stunned again, and then burst into laughter, sweeping away the awkward atmosphere before.
Whoever robs you is a fool.
The next match was between Lan Ruojun and Wu Mengmeng.
Lan Ruojun is known as the Yellow Robe Frost Sword, and Wu Huanmeng is known as the Purple Robe Golden Needle. After experiencing the previous three games, Yun Yang is quite looking forward to what they can do. He wants to know whether their nicknames are worthy of their names, and how amazing they are. Extremely talented,
But as soon as the battle began, everyone was stunned and silent for a long time.
Lan Ruojun was dressed in yellow as usual, and he also had a frost sword, which seemed to be worthy of the name. However, as soon as the battle began, he threw the frost sword out as a hidden weapon, and replaced it with long yellow needles in his hand. He is holding two slightly thicker and longer needles, appearing to be elusive as he moves, advancing and retreating in unpredictable ways.
On the other hand, Wu Mengmeng looked good in a purple robe. As soon as he came up, he released a sudden attack of golden needles like a torrential rain. He seemed to live up to his name. But after the rain of needles fell, he turned his wrist and took a long bite. The sword was in hand, and the sword-body move came unexpectedly. The swordsmanship was so high that it seemed that it was not under Shi Wuchen's arrogance...
Yun Yang subconsciously covered his eyes, unable to see.
Between you two, who uses the sword and who uses the needle
Does the promise live up to the name, and does the person live up to the name
You obviously need to change your clothes to really fit the nickname, okay...
The result of this battle was that Wu Huanmeng narrowly won with one move; Lan Ruojun snorted and went to wait for the next battle.
The four winners so far are Shi Wuchen, Wu Mengmeng, Ren Qingkuang, and Tie Qingcang, but three of them are swordsmen.
At the right time, the two people from the last group came on stage.
The poisonous doctor Ping Xiaoyi and the star soul swordsman Luo Dajiang.
Ping Xiaoyi is thin and small, and looks like a monkey. Luo Dajiang is tall and broad, with a strong back and waist, and a tall figure; almost comparable to Dong Qitian's figure. As soon as the two came on stage, they faced off against each other, which caused another burst of laughter.
Dong Qitian grinned: "This seems like a monkey trick in a busy city..."
Luo Dajiang held a knife in his hand. The knife was slightly higher on the ground than Ping Xiaoyi. He looked helpless: "Xiaoyi, you have to admit defeat. I really can't muster up the energy to fight you."
Ping Xiaoyi squinted her eyes and said, "It's your fault that you can't be energetic. I'm very energetic when I fight with you."
Luo Dajiang sighed, stretched out his hand and drew his sword.
The moment the long sword rubbed against the scabbard, a dragon roared and a tiger roared, the long sword came out of its sheath and a cold light flashed.
At this moment, even Dong Qitian couldn't help but be moved.
Luo Dajiang stood there so innocently at this moment, but he gave others a subtle feeling that he was connected with the sky, the earth, the sword, and people!
The whole person is like a high mountain made entirely of long swords, connected to the heaven and earth. The endless sword intent spreads out along his feet and continues to extend.
The long knife slowly fell, pointing far ahead.
An uncontested and domineering aura swept out wildly, and for a while, dust flew from the ground and spread throughout the entire venue.
Faced with such momentum, Ping Xiaoyi subconsciously took a step back.
Such a powerful aura makes people feel unrivaled timidity as soon as they come into contact with it.
Ping Xiaoyi didn't know the key. He shouted sharply and straightened up suddenly. His originally extremely thin body suddenly straightened up. With a random move, a sword quietly appeared in his hand, and the sword body trembled slightly. , making a buzzing sound.
Ping Xiaoyi did not draw his sword immediately. He raised his free left hand and a blue-black mist spread out.
But when I heard him he laughed and said: "Dajiang, if I didn't use poison to take advantage of you today, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have to fight you; but if I use poison, your chances of winning are slim, and it's rare that you can beat me!"
Luo Dajiang half-closed his eyes and said calmly: "Really?"
After saying that, he reached into his arms with his right hand, took out a white elixir that exuded a rich and strange fragrance, put it into his mouth, grinned, and said, "Come on."
Xiao Ping was stunned when he saw the comment, dumbfounded and speechless!
He was stunned for another moment, then he jumped up as if someone had slapped him on the butt with a stick, and screamed: "You, you, you... you, you, you... Luo Dajiang! You are shameless, you are despicable, you are simply out of control." A complete and utter gangster..."
Luo Dajiang snorted: "Why am I a rogue?"
Ping Xiaoyi was furious and jumped up and down: "You...you still dare to say that you are not a gangster?! If you are not a gangster, why did you take Wan Xiao Dan when you faced me... Well, where did you get Wan Xiao Dan!?"
Above, a crisp voice said triumphantly: "I gave it to you, what's wrong?"
Everyone followed the sound and saw Jiang Luoluo standing tall and graceful on a high place, his face full of pride and determination.
Ping Xiaoyi lost her mind and murmured: "You... aren't you joining forces to bully others? There are people like you..."
Luo Dajiang roared loudly, and pursued the victory with great satisfaction: "Before the enemy's plan, using targeted strategies is essential in facing an enemy battle. You can only blame yourself, why can't you find a wife yet!" What my wife gave me is of course mine! Are you coming or not? Come up and fight!"
Ping Xiaoyi stumbled and said: "This is a slap in the face. You used Wan Xiao Dan to deal with it. Ordinary poisons have no effect on you, and those strange and vicious poisons cannot be used on you seriously. I'm still going to fight!" Do you want to be beaten and tortured..."
Seeing this scene, everyone above was already holding their stomachs and gasping with laughter.
Wan Xiao Dan, as the name suggests, claims to be able to cure 10,000 kinds of poisons!
This medicine is one of the strange and wonderful medicines in the Xuanhuang Realm and is priceless. After taking it, it will be immune to all poisons within three years.
Of course, the efficacy of this medicine is not absolute, and there are still limits to the poisonous effects of some strange formulas. As Ping Xiaoyi said, if he really uses extreme measures, Wanxiao Dan may not be able to do the job, but the two He is a close friend, how can he seriously kill him? This battle is over!