bump!
With a loud noise, in the inner gate hall, a figure of a young man flew upside down like a kite with a broken line and fell to the ground, with a red color hung on the corner of his mouth, his complexion instantly wilted.
The surrounding Xie Wuyue and others were expressionless, watching all this coldly, silently. The rest of the disciples who were preparing to play were all trembling, and their legs were already shaking.
"Is this an elite disciple of Mocezong, huh, it's simply vulnerable!" In the guest seat, an old man with black hair squinted at everyone present and smiled coldly.
A great young man next to him also showed a cold smile, noncommittal, and raised his voice: "The third brother, is the master you mentioned really belong to the Magic Sect?"
"Absolutely can't be wrong, second brother, I heard those four little things and called him butler Zhuo!" At the center of the field, an evil young man glanced at everyone with a gloomy expression, but it was Han Sanshao who undoubtedly couldn't help. Loudly shouted: "Where is that kid, let him come out to fight with my second brother, don't hide and keep silent, just like a turtle!"
Shi Jifeng touched his nose unconsciously, looked at the black-haired old man, and said lightly: "Elder Mo, even if your Demon Soul Sect is ranked among the three, you can't be so arrogant. The old man has already said that we are here. Zongmen, not a family, where does the steward come from? There are a lot of elders worshipped, why don't you choose one to compete?"
"Humhhhh... No need, our purpose here is just to discuss between the disciples and promote the exchange of the two cases. What is it like if the elders start their hands? If you don't know it, I think our two cases are at war!"
The body shook slightly, and all the elders enshrined them with a gloomy expression, and even Xie Wuyue looked at him sullenly.
Nima, this old man dared to threaten them with a war, even if the Demon Soul Sect is the Third Sect, they are the Lower Third Sect, but as one of the Three Sects of Tianyu Protecting the Country, it is not that they are not covered by the Third Sect, and actually scared them. Damn it!
Her eyes were gloomy and terrifying, Xie Wuyue pointed at those cringing disciples, and she was furious: "What are you guys doing there, why don't you give me a fuck! As an elite disciple, even this little courage? Are there none? If you lose, all will die for me!"
The body couldn't help but tremble, and the disciples were shuddering in horror, almost crying.
Nima, what's wrong with the elite gate, the current elite gate has been dug out by the handyman's room, what kind of combat power do they have, compared with the strongest three in the Demon Soul Sect
It's just this Han San Young Master, they are no longer opponents, let alone a scornful Han Second Young Master sitting over there, even if it is a wheel fight, they can't beat it!
Young Master Han also looked at them with a wicked smile, and sneered: "Hey, this is the top disciple of the elite sect of Moce Sect. It is so bad, no wonder the Shuanglong will be in the bottom last time. It seems, Only I, Han Sanshao, can choose it completely, hahaha..."
Xie Wuyue was so angry that her cheeks couldn't help but twitched fiercely. Last time the Shuanglong Meeting was the biggest pain in his heart, but this time he asked a junior to expose his scars in front of him and on his turf, but he couldn't hold back his face anymore. An angry look in his eyes, like a spit of fire.
Elder Na Mo and Han Er have rarely seen each other, they looked at each other, both sneered, and their faces were full of contempt.
"Huh, I want to single out the elite door. Who do you think you are? Do you have that ability?" Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and three figures dressed in coarse linen, carrying a big broom in their hands, slowly came to the crowd. before.
Qi Changlong walked in front of him, followed by Bai Lian and Lu Xie.
They were all masters who had gone through many trials before entering the elite handyman's room, but they were reduced to handyman. They wore rags and wore blasted brooms, just like the children of the beggar gang!
When Han Sansao and others saw this, they all felt a little confused. Who these guys are, seems to be the lowest level of the sect, so how can they interrupt here!
However, what surprised the three of them was that when the three of Qi Changlong arrived, the disciples of the elite disciples pounced on it as if they had seen the savior, weeping bitterly.
"Brother Qi, you are finally here. If you don't come again, we estimate that the whole army should be wiped out!"
"Yes, yes, they are too vicious, and they never keep their hands!"
…
Elite disciple, you are telling me the distress and fear in your heart, but Qi Changlong's expression becomes more and more sullen. Han San and the others looked at all this, but they were a little confused.
What's going on? A group of young masters ask for help from a group of beggars. What the hell is this Mo Ce Sect doing
Slanting a glance at the blood-staining junior brother lying on the ground, Qi Changlong understood that he was a master of Shenzhao six levels, but he was still killed by one move. It shows that the opponent's strength is high and must not be underestimated.
So he looked in the direction of the third master of Han, and sure enough, he was a master of Shenzhao Eightfold, so he raised his foot forward and shouted: "The third master of the Demon Soul Sect, the third master of Han, who has been admiring your name for a long time, I will teach you what you can do !"
call!
A powerful aura blew past, and Han Sanshao suddenly narrowed his pupils, and looked at him solemnly: "Nine Rebuilders of Shenzhao? Sign up for your name!"
"Handyman's room, Qi Changlong!" With a cold snort, Qi Changlong screamed loudly.
Frowning slightly, Young Master Han turned his head and glanced at the Second Young Master Han and Elder Mo behind him. All three of them were inexplicable.
Handyman
How can a handyman be a nine-tiered master of God's Illumination, would this Magic Strategy Sect appreciate talents? With such a cultivation base, let him be a handyman
But when he looked at the two people behind Qi Changlong again, one with nine folds and one with eight folds, the three of them were even more speechless.
No wonder this Moce Sect has been at the bottom of the nine sects in recent years, and the talent has been so abandoned!
However, he didn't care, as long as anyone who was not afraid of death came to die, he would take it all.
Unconsciously laughed, Young Master Han revealed a pair of cold teeth, and said contemptuously: "Shen Zhao Jiuzhong, this is still a bit of a mess. But... if the cultivation base is one level higher than me, ordinary people don't use it for ass! "
"Hmph, then just look at me, is it an ordinary person!"
Unconsciously snorted, Qi Changlong's eyes condensed immediately, and he rushed forward. Young Master Han smiled coldly, rushed forward without hesitation, and shot out with a palm.
bump!
There was a loud noise, and the two palms touched each other. Han Sanshao shook his body slightly, and stood there without moving. However, Qi Changlong stepped back again and again, and walked back ten steps before he could stop.
how is this possible
The pupils couldn't help but shrink, Qi Changlong couldn't believe it was true. Obviously his cultivation base is higher, why is he at an obvious disadvantage when he fights with the opponent
He didn't understand, Lu Xie and Bai Lian were also surprised, and doubts arose in their hearts.
Unconsciously sneered, Young Master Han sneered: "Hahaha... you can see it, even if your cultivation base is one heavier than mine, but the strength of your Yuanli veins is not as wide as mine, this is the foundation of the sect. You know this son. From childhood to adulthood, how many miraculous medicines have you taken, and how many have you taken? This is the sect gap. And as the Ssangyong Club progresses, the resources obtained by the sect become more uneven, and the difference in strength becomes more and more. Big. The next three cases want to turn to the middle three cases, it’s never possible!"
The eyelids trembled, all of Mo Ce Zong looked angry, and the three Qi Changlong showed their indomitable expressions.
As if seeing the stubbornness in their hearts, Han Sanshao smiled coldly, hooked his fingers at the three of them, and sneered: "Don't accept it, come again! The three will go together until you take it. Let you see, what It's called a natural gap!"
"Okay, this is what you said, when the time comes, we will lose, don't blame us for bullying the less!" Qi Changlong was not hypocritical, knowing that fighting alone is not the opponent's opponent, so he immediately agreed.
With a wicked smile, Young Master Han was non-committal: "As for the three of you, it's still a bit like going on together. It's too boring to fight alone, not even warming up!"
"Arrogant!"
With a loud anger, Qi Changlong and the other two looked at each other, they both stepped forward and rushed out.
Suddenly, the violent wind screamed, and the momentum was raging, and the three of them went all out to join forces and pressed them against each other as if they were overwhelming. That powerful force immediately excited all the elite disciples present.
The three masters of the former elite sect combined to attack, so strong, even his third master would not be able to withstand it!
However, seeing this scene, the Second Young Master Han and Elder Mo were calm and natural, and they were not worried. Even the third Young Master Han still on the scene still wore a wicked smile. Strong blows are in sight.
"Poisonous fog is all over the sky!"
"Meteor falls to the ground!"
"The land is empty!"
The green, white, and yellow rays of light complemented each other, condensed together, and suddenly pressed to Han San Shao, as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top. Han San is rare, but he is noncommittal. The black light all over his body is shining, and the hand seal is hit, and an evil light flashes in his eyes.
"Quasi-level martial arts, Demon Shadow Soul Chaser!"
Wow!
With a wave of his hands forward, Young Master Han suddenly appeared black phantoms around his body, screaming, and rushing towards the three of them like ghosts. With a bang, the light of the unity of the three was instantly dissipated.
puff!
Unable to spit out a mouthful of blood, the three of them all flew out. But at this moment, the black shadow continued chasing without stopping, and suddenly caught them on the head like a palm.
Suddenly, amidst the miserable wailing sounds, the three of them suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if they were about to explode. Han Sanshao grinned, revealing a bloody smile.
"No, he is trying to disperse their soul!" His pupils couldn't help but shrink, Bai Zhuo couldn't help yelling, and he stood up immediately with an anxious expression on his face.
When Qi Gongfeng saw it, he also looked worried, and clenched his fists tightly.
However, before they could take action, the chuckle of Elder Mo from the other party suddenly sounded, sneered again and again: "In the fight between disciples, how can there be any reason for the elders to intervene in worship? Is it that Magic Sect does not even understand this rule? Already, let the world laugh generously?"
"Sovereign..."
Eyelids trembled slightly, and the two of Bai Zong hurriedly looked in Xie Wuyue's direction, but saw Xie Wuyue's face gloomy and didn't say a word. Obviously, the face of the Zongmen is much more important than the lives of these disciples. Even if they were killed in battle, they would not be able to sacrifice to the elders!
Seeing this, the two of Bai Zixiang looked at the three of them who were about to collapse, and their expressions of pain were so painful that they could not help but clenched their fists, even their nails were in the flesh, and they gritted their teeth, but they were helpless. .
The more the Demon Sect, the stricter the rules of the clan. Violating the rules of the clan would be a capital crime. In the end, I am afraid that none of their grandparents can run away. Zhennai is to save and die, not to save is to die, there is only a dead end...