Gu Shan Leng boasted so much on the stage of life and death, and for a moment, the atmosphere was boiling and pushed to a climax.
But after waiting for a long time, no one from the Yunwu Sect showed up. Gu Shan Leng once again provoked. This time, claiming to use only one hand and allowing ten moves first, the disciples of the three sects once again caused a stir.
Gu Shan Leng looked like he was confident of winning, and he was aggressive. However, there was still no movement from the Yunwu Sect. Ye Chuan showed no reaction at all. He did not rush onto the stage due to Gu Shan Leng's provocation, nor did he send anyone to join the battle.
People started making noises, especially the people from Xuanding Sect, who started to boo loudly and booed continuously.
After a while, just when Tuoba Xiong lost his patience and wanted to step forward to press, Fatty Zhao Dazhi finally arrived with someone. This man is not tall, and his facial features cannot be seen in the large hat on his head. He is wearing the standard robe of a Yunwu Sect disciple. He looks like a Yunwu Sect disciple, but for some reason, he always gives people a strange feeling, inside his body. The power fluctuations are somewhat different from those of ordinary people, and there is a vague aura of a monster on his body.
"Disciple Wu Yong, I have met senior brother!"
The uninvited guest came straight to Ye Chuan and bowed in salute.
Wu Yong
Wasn't this outer disciple severely injured by the killer and already dead? Why...
Zhu Sijia's eyelids twitched. When the killers rushed out from the ground to assassinate Ye Chuan, the outer disciple Wu Yong unfortunately happened to be passing by with a midnight snack and was pierced through the heart with a sword. Later, despite all efforts to save her, nothing could be done. Others in the Yunwu Sect didn't know it, but Zhu Sijia personally helped him heal his injuries and then watched him die. It’s just that there was no time to deal with the funeral and the body was not buried. Why did it suddenly appear here? Resurrection from the dead, or...
Zhu Sijia was shocked, but there was one person who was more surprised than her.
Not far away, Wang Li, an outer disciple who had also just started, was dumbfounded. Others were not familiar with Wu Yong, but he spent time with the latter day and night. When the uninvited guest saluted Ye Chuan, he finally revealed his facial features. At first glance, the outline looked similar to that of Wu Yong, but upon closer inspection, there were many differences. The muscles on his face were stiff and his expression was dull, making him look like a zombie crawling out of the ground. As scary as it is.
"Junior brother Wang Li, don't get too excited. With senior brother here, your brother Wu Yong can't die even if he wants to."
The fat man had quick eyesight and covered outer disciple Wang Li's mouth.
Zhu Sijia's eyes moved around, looking at Wang Li who was behaving abnormally, and then at the fat man who was trying to hide his face, and suddenly understood what was going on.
"Junior brother Wu Yong, go ahead. After this battle, you can move to Ziyun Peak to be my assistant, and you won't have to worry about those trivial matters anymore." Ye Chuan gave a calm order, which sounded normal to others. After hearing this sentence, the uninvited guest's eyes lit up and he understood what was going on. He smiled and jumped onto the stage of life and death.
According to Ye Chuan's instructions, the fat man brought over the horned demon Nagus.
On the surface, the fat man Zhao Dazhi tried to calm down and even covered outer disciple Wang Li's mouth with his hands. In fact, he was more scared than anyone else in his heart, and the fat on his body was trembling all the time.
When he was ordered to meet the horned demon Nagus, he witnessed the latter using the Nine Transformations Heavenly Demon Art taught by Ye Chuan to disguise himself as an outer disciple Wu Yong. The body, which was over three meters tall and as burly as a hill, shrank down to less than 1.7 meters with a crunching sound. The big devil's crow-like laughter echoed in his ears. The fat man would never forget that process, and he was about to lose his mind.
"Who are you? Tell me your name. I will not kill unknown people!"
Gu Shan Leng, the great disciple of the Wudun Sect, had long been impatient with waiting. He took an aggressive step forward and said, "The great disciple of the Yunwu Sect is clearly a coward who dares not come forward. Come on, I will use only one hand to let you go." With ten of your moves, I will crush this kid like you and then..."
call!
On the stage of life and death, suddenly there was a strong wind.
The horned demon Nagus grabbed hold of Gushan Leng, who was uttering wild words, and was suddenly caught in his hand. Then, his head was twisted and his neck was broken, and his body fell limply to the ground.
A generation of great disciples of the Wudun Sect died like this without being able to see anyone in person. There was no time to see clearly the appearance of the Horned Demon Nagus, no time to make any reaction!
Above the stage of life and death, only the cackle of laughter of the horned demon Nagus was echoing.
A little test of your skills!
Ye Chuan was convinced. The facts proved that he was right. The Horned Demon Nagus was indeed a sharp butcher's knife.
Who is this
This is more powerful than the ancient wizard Nan Tiandu, a hundred times more brutal! When did the younger generation of the Yunwu Sect produce such a heaven-defying master
In the audience of the life and death stage, the disciples of the three sects were all stunned. It took them a while to react, and the whole place was boiling.
"This is not a disciple of the younger generation of Yunwu Sect, but a master of the older generation. Come on, arrest him!"
Tuoba Xiong was shocked and angry, and stood up suddenly.
Several Xuanding Sect protectors all took orders and flew out, intending to join forces to capture the horned demon Nagus, but before they could rush forward, they were blocked by a little old man carrying a hoe.
"Tuoba Xiong, you old guy can't afford to lose? The younger generation can't beat you, so you have to cheat openly? Open your dog eyes and see clearly. This is our Yunwu Sect disciple Wu Yong. He has been registered for a long time. Where is it? What kind of master from the older generation? Bah!"
Nangong Ren, the second elder of Yunwu Sect, jumped out and blocked several protectors of Xuanding Sect.
The first time he saw Horned Demon Nagus, he frowned and noticed something was wrong. He obviously didn't have the faint scent of medicine that is unique to Yunwu Sect disciples, and he was obviously not the outer disciple named Wu Yong. However, he would naturally not expose it at this time.
"Hey, yes, it's really him!"
"Impossible, impossible!"
On the stage of life and death, the arbiters of the Xuanding Sect and the Wudun Sect pulled out the portrait of Wu Yong, a disciple of the Yunwu Sect, compared it and had nothing to say.
The disciples of the three factions participating in the war have long been recorded. At first glance, the Horned Demon Nagus could not see anything unusual. Tuoba Xiong's face darkened, and he obviously felt something was wrong, but there was nothing he could do about it for the moment.
Wu Bi's last much-anticipated battle ended suddenly, beyond everyone's expectation! After being tricked by Aesop into being ranked lower, the Yunwu Sect, which was originally thought to be at the bottom, suddenly defeated the strongest Wudun Sect and rushed to the top of the list!
Tuoba Xiong's face was ashen and he was caught off guard. Aesop, who was tied up, suddenly turned pale and trembled all over.
The plan failed again. Ye Chuan, who led the team to the battle, stole the show this time and made everyone in the Yunwu Sect feel proud. How could he be deprived of his status as the sect's top disciple? If the mission failed, how could I escape? Will Master and the Third Elder still forgive and excuse me
Aesop, who had been fearless just now, suddenly became frightened, and became more and more uneasy as he thought about it. He looked around, trying to find the figure of Jin Zhikun, the master of the alchemy hall, and ask him for help. Unfortunately, when the opportunity was bad, Jin Zhikun, who was lurking in the rocks, had already escaped.
"Sir Master, I'm sorry, my Yunwu Sect accidentally won, it was just a fluke. So what, I wonder if the bet we made with Hongliu, the great disciple of your sect... still counts?"
Ye Chuan stood up and looked at Tuoba Xiong with a smile. In an instant, this formerly arrogant hero looked uglier than ever. Hong Lie, who was standing in the crowd watching the battle with a cane, shivered even more and turned around to leave, sweating profusely.