The overall strength of the Murong family in Tianhai City is not bad, and the realm of the direct line is also good. For example, those who come to challenge the door must have at least Wuzong level cultivation.
but.
The disciples of the Wangu sect released their cultivation bases, and the sense of oppression formed immediately crushed them to the point where they had no sense of existence!
Murong Shaolin was dumbfounded!
Any disciple of the Eternal Sect standing in front of him is stronger than himself in terms of aura and momentum!
impossible!
How can it be!
The lower-level Murong family's direct descendants are also terrified.
Their previous proud demeanor completely disappeared after the cultivation base of the disciples of the Wan Gu Sect was fully developed.
Who is the rookie
There is no need to explain at this time.
"How many."
Li Qingyang said: "Choose whatever you want, choose whatever you want, I will not refuse anyone from the Eternal Sect."
Such a steady man who understands the overall situation, after laughing with Jun Chang for a long time, he also began to become arrogant and domineering.
people.
will always become.
What's more, a group of idiots came to challenge the sect, and even called the sect master by name, as the second senior brother, he felt angry.
"Brother Shaolin."
Murong Shaomeng looked apprehensive, and said: "What... what to do!"
The disciple of the Wangu sect released his realm aura, scaring him and other direct descendants so much that they didn't have the courage to challenge!
"Underestimate this sect!"
Murong Shaolin did not expect that the disciples of the Wan Gu Sect would be so strong!
But since we are here, we must not back down, we must bite the bullet!
"Shaomeng, you challenge first!"
"ah?"
"hurry up!"
Murong Shaomeng listened to his cousin, even though he knew that he might be abused in the battle, he still stood up with difficulty.
Who should I choose
This is a big problem!
At this moment, Murong Shaomeng saw Chu Xiunan.
Back then when he went to Tianyu Academy, this guy beat him up severely, and the old and new hatred were instantly ignited!
"Chu Xiunan!"
He gritted his teeth and said, "I want to challenge you!"
"Junior Brother Chu." Li Qingyang said, "Let's go to battle."
"tread!"
Standing on the martial arts arena, Chu Xiunan said with disdain in his eyes, "How dare you come to fight if you are defeated."
Murong Shaomeng came up, rushed over with heavy steps, and said angrily, "I'm not the same as I was three years ago!"
whirr
The spiritual energy of the whole body trembled and gathered in both fists.
Judging from his grandeur, this person must pay more attention to physical training!
"roll!"
Chu Xiunan stood up from the ground and swept over with a sudden kick!
It was a very plain and unpretentious attack, but it contained extremely strong spiritual energy, and it slammed heavily on the face of Murong Shaomeng who was approaching.
Boom————
The whole person fell to the ground in an instant.
Chu Xiunan strode forward, rode directly on Murong Shaomeng, and violently trampled on him with his fists.
The suzerain said, the shit and urine must fly together!
Boom!
Boom!
Under the violent bombardment, Murong Shaomeng was battered until he was kicked and flew away, and he also hit the outer wall.
"So weak..."
Su Xiaomo and others shook their heads.
The Murong family's direct descendants suddenly widened their eyes.
Back then when he went to school, cousin Shaomeng could fight this guy with dozens of tricks, but now he was directly beaten!
Chu Xiunan said lightly, "I'm no longer who I was three years ago."
If he still followed the training of the school, he could defeat Murong Shaomeng now, but he would never be so clean.
Li Qingyang said lightly: "Continue to choose."
"..."
Murong Shaolin clenched his fists tightly and said, "Shaoren, you go out to fight!"
"..."
Murong Shaoren's direct descendant came out with a frustrated face. He looked at the disciples of the Wangu Sect present, and finally locked on Yao Mengying, saying: "I want to challenge her!"
Murong Shaolin almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
This bastard chose the youngest girl, it really embarrasses my Murong family!
There is no way, Murong Shaoren really doesn't have the courage to challenge the disciples of the Wangu sect who are similar in age to him, so he can only choose one who is easier to bully.
"Challenge our little junior sister?"
"Is this the direct descendant of the Murong family in Tianhai City? You really are a decent person."
"Nonsence!"
The disciples of the Wangu sect all despised him.
"Little Junior Sister."
Li Qingyang said: "Let's fight!"
"Um!"
Yao Mengying walked out with light steps.
"Little junior sister, you are the best!"
"Little Junior Sister, beat this shameless guy until his mother can't recognize him!"
The brothers behind her cheer for her!
In the main hall, Jun Chang smiled with one hand on his chin, and said with great interest: "After practicing for so long, it's time for actual combat."
Old Wei worried: "Sovereign, she is a demon cultivator, if she is exposed, she may be in big trouble."
Jun Changxiao said disapprovingly: "If you take care of these cats and dogs, you will definitely not let the little girl get serious."
"Too."
Elder Wei relaxed.
If Murong Shaoren heard what the two said, he would definitely be furious.
Could it be that I'm so good that you think I can't beat a six or seven year old girl
Yes.
Really delicious!
Because after the fight started, Yao Mengying stepped on the Zongyun step, her little hand flicked lightly in the void, the seemingly soft attack contained great power!
boom!
Murong Shaoren slammed into the outer wall, lay down next to Murong Shaomeng and passed out.
"this… "
All the direct descendants of the Murong family stared wide-eyed.
It's understandable to lose to Chu Xiunan, after all, the other party is the direct descendant of the Chu family in Wangcheng, Southwest Yangzhou, but it would be too terrifying to be killed instantly by a little girl!
"Admitted."
Yao Mengying arched her small hands, as if she was a woman who would not give way to her eyebrows.
"Young Junior Sister is mighty! Little Junior Sister is mighty!"
All the disciples cheered.
Li Qingyang said: "Everyone, time is limited, please continue to challenge."
"hateful!"
Murong Shaolin gritted his teeth.
Naturally, he would not give up and order others to fight.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
In a short period of time, several Murong's direct descendants bit the bullet and chose their opponents, and then they were tortured one by one and flew out, and passed out together with the first two cousins neatly.
Challenge the Wan Guzong, courage is commendable!
The seven cousins were all defeated and passed out, only Murong Shaolin remained.
"Please choose." Li Qingyang said lightly.
Murong Shaolin's mood can be said to be broken and desperate now, but now, no matter what, he must fight on.
"I'll play a game with him."
Ye Xingchen stepped out from the crowd.
"Junior Brother Ye, forget it."
Li Qingyang was afraid that he would go out to fight and make the other party's life worse than death. The abuse would create a psychological shadow, and thus create fear of martial arts.
"good!"
Murong Shaolin said: "That's him!"
As soon as these words came out, Su Xiaomo and others all cupped their hands and said, "I respect you for being a man!"
…
boom!
boom!
boom!
The ground kept shaking, and the grains of dust that existed on it were also bounced up, as if the elves were dancing.
Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo and the others twitched violently at the corners of their mouths, and finally couldn't bear to look directly and turned their heads away.
Too brutal, too bloody!
boom!
On the martial arts arena, Ye Xingchen finally stopped after punching him.
Underfoot, Murong Shaolin was battered all over his body with bruises, and his whole head was swollen like a pig's head.
The most terrible thing is that the person has not passed out, and is still deeply experiencing the heart-piercing pain from every inch of skin.
This feeling is really worse than death!
"Qingyang."
Jun Changxiao said lightly: "Lock them all up."
To challenge my Eternal Sect? I will accompany you at any time, and this seat warmly welcomes you, but once you come, it will not be so easy to leave!
"yes!"
Li Qingyang hurriedly led people to imprison Murong Shaolin.
The elder of the Extreme Cold Palace, who was sweeping the floor in the distance, had a bitter look in his eyes. He must have been carried away by them in the same way before.
"Master Li."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Send a letter to the Murong family in Tianhai City, asking them to prepare 200,000 spirit stones to redeem people."