boom!
In a dark and damp hall, only a few torches were burning on both sides, dimly yellow. The screams of screaming ghosts sounded in every corner of the hall, which made people shudder when they heard it.
In the middle of the main hall, there is a square table, two meters long and one meter wide. A tall middle-aged man with a beard and eyes like copper bells slapped his palm on the table and issued There was a resounding sound.
"What are you talking about, your second child, you were defeated by a handyman disciple in Moce Sect?" The big man stared at the three people below and glared at him: "Shame, shameful shame!"
The three of them trembled unconsciously, and they all dared not speak.
Young Master Han and Young Master Han looked at each other for a long time. For a long time, Young Master Han still bowed and said, "Father, the handyman disciple named Zhuo Fan of the Magic Ce sect is really not easy. Putian. Under the circumstances, I am afraid that among the younger generation, there will be rare rivals!"
"Yes, Sect Master, the old man has also seen it with his own eyes, defeating the second son with one move, really!" Elder Mo also bowed his head and told the truth.
With a vicious wave of his sleeves, the big man couldn't help yelling: "Huh, needless to say, it is all excuses. If you lose, you lose, and you are defeated by a disciple at the bottom of the Three Sects. It really makes the old man faceless. Save. Second child, what do you want to do!"
"Uh... It's all based on my father's decision!" His body shuddered unconsciously, and Young Master Han looked bitter and lowered his head deeply.
Looking at him coldly, the big man said faintly: "Since you were injured by someone else, this palm is useless. How about giving up your arm?"
"Father, don't do it. In this way, the second brother will be disabled for life?" Han Sanshao heard this, and hurriedly persuaded him.
Unconsciously snorted, the big man stared coldly, and curled his lips disdainfully: "The person who is about to enter the Void Realm, the physical body is not so effective, and an arm is no different from decoration. If you find it ugly, It’s okay to keep one arm, but you have to accept the torture of scorching on the 7th and forty-nine days, that kind of pain... huh, you choose it yourself!"
The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and the third master Han was even more shocked. He looked at his second brother with a worried expression, clenching his fists unconsciously.
Can be burned on the 7th and forty-nine days and burned by the flames. How can ordinary people tolerate that kind of pain
Ever since, Young Master Han threw a fist, and wanted to intercede again, but was stopped by Young Master Han raising his hand.
"Father, I'm willing to accept the torture of gunfire!" After bowing and bowing, Young Master Han said blankly and coldly.
The big man nodded slightly, and the anger in his heart dissipated a little, and said quietly: "Very well, this is my son. If you fail, you should bear the consequences of the failure, go!"
"etc!"
However, at this moment, there was another loud shout, and a gloomy Young Master Pian Pian slowly walked in from the door. When Elder Mo saw it, he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Grand Master!"
Glancing at him squint, the young man nodded slightly, and then his eyes met the big man's eyes, and faintly said, "Father, the second child is defeated. It is because of the difference in strength. No wonder he should not be punished!"
"But he was defeated by a disciple of the Lower Three Sects, and he was still the lowest handyman disciple..."
"so what?"
Seeing his father’s sullen expression, the young man was not afraid, and said: "The hero does not ask about his origin, even if he is a handyman disciple, the strong is the strong. What is shameful to lose in the hands of the strong? What's more, it’s about to go to the Ssangyong Club. It’s the time when the second child is severely punished and will not be able to participate. Who will decide his seat. Maybe, we will really become the last of the three. In the end, It became an opportunity for Mo Ce Sect to squeeze into the Third Sect. Elder Mo had already stated clearly the strength of that person, and his father should understand that he has the qualifications of a genius disciple in the Third Sect, and his status cannot be determined by one! "
His eyes narrowed slightly, the big man groaned a little, and finally nodded slightly.
"Okay, when the Ssangyong Meeting is about to be held, my second child, I will write down your punishment for the time being. After the Ssangyong Meeting, I will consider your performance and consider!"
"Thank you father for his impunity!" Han Er Shao hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed.
The big man nodded slightly, got up and walked towards another door beside him, but before he crossed that threshold, he was still slightly stagnant again, turned his head and glanced at the young man, and said calmly: "Boss, you are right to the magic strategy. What do you think of the handyman disciple who popped up suddenly?"
"A good opponent, it seems that this Ssangyong meeting will not be boring anymore, ha ha ha..." The corner of his mouth curled slightly, and the young man showed a wicked smile.
The big man nodded faintly, his beard moved slightly, and he turned and left here, but his voice still passed clearly: "This Ssangyong meeting, the old man unexpectedly asks you to be among the three sects, only I hope you can keep the status of the current middle three sects. If the Moce Sect really has the potential to counterattack this time, this thunder will have to be topped by others!"
"It seems that my father knows better than anyone else, and he didn't underestimate this handyman disciple!" A wicked arc crossed the corner of his mouth, and the young man turned his head and glanced at the two younger brothers before he laughed slightly...
On the other hand, in a quiet valley, a cyan figure appeared here, but it was a young man in a cyan robe.
The eyes are slightly closed, the eyebrows are clear, and the gurgling and powerful momentum can't stop escaping.
After taking a deep breath, the young man withdrew his aura, raised his eyes to look at the Shimen opposite, and said with a big smile: "Junior, brother, I have already left the customs, I wonder when you have to wait? Ssangyong Club, But it's not waiting for anyone!"
"Hey, brother actually left the customs so early, he is really talented, he deserves to be the first genius in Xizhou, and he is embarrassed!" A soft sigh came from Shimen, lazily said: "Brother You wait, Junior Brother, I still have to spend some time!"
Unconsciously smiled and shook his head, the senior smiled helplessly, and scolded: "Well, you little junior, you all made a joke with seniors. What is the first genius in Xizhou, do I dare to claim to be so in front of you?"
"Why don't you dare, brother, you have already transformed the Void Realm for many years, and I just broke through the Void Realm, Junior Brother, how can it be comparable? Brother, you are not kidding me!" Inside Shimen, there was another voice. Quite childlike laughter.
He shook his head with a helpless smile.
One hour, two hours, three hours...
There was no movement inside, but when the senior was impatient and wanted to urge him again, a buzzing vibration suddenly spread from the stone gate.
Immediately afterwards, the hot air waves kept gushing, and the temperature of the entire valley rose rapidly. In a blink of an eye, all the vegetation in the valley had already withered, and then burned.
Even that brother, his heart tightened suddenly, his brows couldn't help but a lump formed, and the internal organs were like flames burning, and the pain was unbearable.
The pupils suddenly shrank, the brother looked at the closed stone gate, he couldn't help showing a look of horror, his head was already dripping with cold sweat: "This... this is the little brother's innate divine fire? He finally merged with the spirit. There is such a power, this monster... Hehehe, thinking about when, I, the first genius in the Western State, will be taken away by this kid, it seems that I have been taken away now!"
With a wry smile and shook his head, the senior man looked melancholy, as if he had lost something, he sighed depressedly...
At the same time, in a gloomy dense forest, a team of a dozen or twenty people were resting under the towering giant trees. That powerful aura overflowed from time to time, making some of the spirit beasts around them dare not take a step forward and fled far away.
call out!
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by, revealing a face with blue fangs, looking at the crowd and roaring: "Where is the Flame Demon, where did the Flame Demon kid go?"
"Hey, it turned out to be Elder Qingya!" The brows were raised, and a glamorous and beautiful woman raised her eyes to look at him, and couldn't help but laughed out: "Brother Flame Demon thinks he is too boring, so he left the team to play first. Where Ssangyong will be, it will naturally join us!"
"What, that kid is so good at advocating and ran out? It's really unreasonable!"
Unconsciously groaning, the elder Qingfang stomped his feet angrily and cursed: "If that kid gets too playful again and misses the hour, what's the sin? Don't fucking end the Ssangyong meeting, he Appears, isn't that a big mistake!"
The woman took a deep look at the elder, but she shrugged indifferently, and comforted: "Don't worry, Brother Flame Demon will not delay the hour. He is not a child, so he has this right!"
"He has a sense of fart, isn't he doing this kind of thing?"
Hearing this woman defending him, the elder immediately spit out and cursed again and again: "When we used to go to other sects to play in the gym, he took the opportunity to slip away and disappeared; the sects came to us. When looking for the fault, he also took the opportunity to slip away and disappeared. In the old man’s impression, he was not passing by."
"But now it's different. The Shuanglong Club, once in hundreds of years, is related to the distribution of the sect's best interests. He dared to slip the account. It is really unreasonable!" The elder Qingya stroked his head involuntarily, a splitting headache, frowning. exhibition.
When the woman saw it, she curled her lips helplessly and snickered.
But soon, another indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "Don't worry, Elder Qingya, Brother Yan, he will never slip away this time!"
"How do you know, can you guarantee it?"
"Of course!" Eye pupils condensed slightly, and the person faintly said: "Because this time, Brother Yan will appear as the biggest opponent in the entire Xizhou, the man who is known as the number one genius in Xizhou. Brother Yan, will never miss it. His, ha ha ha..."
Unconsciously, the eyelids twitched slightly, everyone looked at each other, and they all nodded clearly.
And at this time, Xuantianzong's team came to a small town. Looking around, there were a dazzling array of various items, and the excitement was so lively that everyone who hadn’t been out of the sect for a long time couldn’t help but look left and look curiously. !
However, in a tavern with noisy human voices, a red-haired young man with a wicked smile squinted his eyes and saw all the beauties on the street...