The strongest immortal emperor in history

Chapter 332 Zhuo Fei

Ma Tianhao is a little confused at this time.

Surrounded by the black forest of Ma Huajun's heavy swords, although his eight meteor hammer magic weapons are still brave, smashing black forests cast like black iron into powder, this heavy forest seems to be endless, smashing a tree and can grow two the same trees.

This is nothing. In addition, in the black forest, seven tigers flashed with blood in their eyes and slowly approached him, forcing him to take back the four of the eight meteor hammers to protect himself.

The hammer array of his meteor hammer is indeed extraordinary, but the pressure brought to him by the seven black tigers approaching him is also quite huge.

Seven black tigers roared low, and their voices pierced into Ma Tianhao's eardrums, making him palpitations.

"Roar!"

Finally, a tiger couldn't help jumping into the air and pounced on Ma Tianhao.

Ma Tianhao's mind moved, and a meteor hammer turned into a streamer, hitting the forehead of the tiger that rushed at him.

The black tiger poked out its huge claws and patted the meteor hammer fiercely, "Bang!" With a loud noise, the meteor hammer was slapped out, and the black tiger was also lifted back by the huge force of the meteor hammer and fell to the ground.

"Wow, roar!"

Three or four tiger roars sounded together, and four black tigers rushed to Ma Tianhao.

Ma Tianhao showed a wry smile at the corners of his mouth. The black tiger was so powerful that it slapped the meteor hammer away. His trembling thoughts also shook, and there was a trace of stagnation.

He had to take the remaining four meteor hammers back to his side, flying around his body and protecting his body. The other four meteor hammers turned into streamers in turn, hitting the black tiger in mid-air.

"Bum-s-s-s-s-s-s!" The voice was dense, like hitting iron. The black tiger roared, and Ma Tianhao also retreated step by step.

Now there is no complacency on his face just now. He thought bitterly in his heart, "This Ma Huajun is bothering Zhou Qi. I just watch the play at ease. How can the ghost come out with this head? What an idiot."

Ma Tianhao just reflected on it now, but it's too late.

The strength of Ma Huajun is indeed good, especially the black tiger demon array refined from the seven black flags. He is confident that the ordinary Dan monk falls into the array and will be surrounded by him for a moment.

Ma Hua's army destroyed the black tiger sky demon array, and seven black giant tigers took turns to attack Ma Tianhao's shield hammer array, but Ma Tianhao is not a person with a false reputation now. Although he is at a disadvantage, eight meteor hammers fly up and down, protecting himself from the wind and rain. Even in the black tiger demon array, there are also attacks and defenses. It's safe and worry-free for a while.

The fight between Ma Huajun of Tianmo Palace and Ma Tianhao of Xuantianzong has attracted countless young monks. Naturally, they can't hide it from these bigwigs above the main hall. They will know what's going on outside as soon as they move, but in their eyes, this kind of thing is like a child's family, and no one will put it. In my heart, what they are discussing at this moment is a more important thing.

"Master Yi, are you serious about what you said?" The magic dragon of Tianmo Palace cautiously asked the suzerain of Xuantian Sect.

Yi Shuihan, the suzerain of Xuantian Sect, also has a solemn face: "Demon Taoist friend, this matter is not small. How can I lie to deceive each other? This time, your coming to your sect also shows that your sect attaches great importance to this matter. When you go back, tell the demon Taoist priest that he has his own decision." Yi Shuihan said.

"I will definitely submit this matter to my suzerain. Master Yi, please rest assured. I would like to thank the high righteousness of suzerain Yi in advance." The magic dragon got up and said.

"You're welcome, Demon Lord."

"Also, Elder Wang, Elder Zheng and Elder Hua, today's matter is of great importance, and I hope you can personally report to the suzerain." Yi Shuihan also told the three elders of Daoyi Palace, Zhengqi League and Blood Mingzong.

"Master Yi, please rest assured that this matter is related to the survival of several major sects in Xuanzhou, and we will never take it lightly." The elders of the three sects said at the same time.

"That's good." Yi Shuihan nodded.

"Brother Ou Ye, today is your thousandth birthday. I will also wish you a happy birthday. The original brother Ou Ye is like a mountain every year." The elder Wang of Daoyi Palace said to Ou Yesheng.

"Elewder Wang, you're welcome." Ou Yesheng said with a smile.

"The group of little monkeys outside have won or lost, Elder Devil, your disciples of Tianmo Palace are still superior." Elder Hua of the Blood Ming Sect suddenly moved and smiled.

Elder Hua said that several giants in the hall immediately know the situation in the martial arts arena.

At this time, Ma Tianhao had a wisp of blood on the corners of his mouth, half kneeling on the martial arts arena, his eyes were radiant, and he had already lost the spirit at the beginning.

"Well, you are still an elite disciple of Xuantian Sect. If the elite disciples of Xuantian Sect are like you, I think Xuantian Sect is ordinary waste." Ma Huajun looked down at Ma Tianhao condescendingly and said coldly.

Ma Huajun's words completely offended the whole Xuantian Sect. Of course, the masters of a sect like Yi Shuihan will not argue with juniors like Ma Huajun, but there are no less than dozens of Xuantian Sect disciples who are watching the martial arts arena. Ma Huajun's words can be regarded as stabbed the hornet's nest.

"Ma Huajun, don't bully people too much. Although Ma Tianhao is defeated by you, you dare to slander my Xuantianzong. I, Zhuo Fei, will not agree."

"Well, Xuantianzong is all strawbags. What if I leave my words here?" Ma Huajun said proudly.

"Okay, I won't fight with you. Do you dare to see the real chapter with me?" Zhuo Fei jumped into the martial arts arena.

"I'm afraid of what you're doing." Ma Huajun sneered and was about to jump into the martial arts arena.

Ma Huajun slandered Xuan Tianzong so much that Zhou Qi was also extremely angry. He was about to open his mouth and teach Ma Huajun a lesson, but when he saw Zhuo Fei jumping out, he said nothing more and quietly watched the battle.

"You Xuantianzong are too shameless. Brother Ma has just had a war. Do you want to fight on the wheel? If so, my disciples of Tianmo Palace are willing to bow down." Just as Ma Huajun was about to jump into the battle circle, a strange voice sounded.

Zhuo Fei looked at the speaker and said, "Brother Taoist, if you think it's unfair, you can fight in person. You don't have to do this way."

"Okay, Brother Ma, you step back and take a rest and let your brother fight this game." A monk with a black beard stepped into the martial arts arena.

"Brother Bai, thank you for your hard work." When Ma Huajun saw the person coming, he smiled and gave up his position.

"Bai Shengwu, a disciple of Tianmo Palace." This disciple of Tianmo Palace reported his own name.

"Xuan Tianzong Zhuo Fei." Zhuo Fei also reported his name.

Zhou Qi looked at Zhuo Fei and had some impression in his mind that Zhuo Fei should be a disciple of Xuan Rifeng.

"Zhuo Fei, OK, I'll give you three tricks." Bai Shengwu took a look at Zhuo Fei and said coldly.

"Since Brother Bai Dao intends to make way, I'm not polite to Zhuo Fei." A cold light shot out of Zhuo Fei's eyes. Suddenly, a dazzling light rose from his body. Like a small sun, countless monks watching the battle closed their eyes.

"Suns sunrise in the east!"

"It's like the sun!"

"Sunset in Xishan."

Zhuo Fei's eyes shot coldly, and he shouted the name of the three moves of swordsmanship loudly. The strong white light had not yet dissipated, and a flying sword with endless light had been set on Bai Shengwu's neck.

Bai Shengwu's face turned pale, and it was difficult to see the extreme. He had a flying sword like a small sun around his neck. As long as he moved a little, he would be penetrated by countless rays on the flying sword.

This comedy result made many onlookers laugh. This is really not pretentious. Pretense was struck by lightning. Bai Shengwu was so big that he was subdued by Zhuo Fei's sword in a blink of an eye. It was so funny.

The loud laughter of the monks around him made Bai Shengwu even more ashamed to find a seam to get in.

The faces of the magic dragon and the magic tiger in the main hall are also ugly. Originally, Ma Huajun won a game, and their faces were also added to the glory, but Bai Shengwu's brain-damaged appearance simply lost the face of the Tianmo Palace.

"Brother Bai Dao, I'm giving up." Zhuo Fei smiled, withdrew the flying sword on Bai Shengwu's neck and walked out of the martial arts arena.

Bai Shengwu's face was uncertain. Looking at Bai Shengwu's back, he gritted his teeth, and a dark purple energy ball formed in his hand and hit Zhuo Fei.

Although Zhuo Fei walked towards the martial arts arena, how could he be unprepared in his heart and was preparing to meet the enemy? A huge force scratched the dark purple energy ball without a trace. An angry hum came from the air: "You bastard, the face of the Tianmo Palace has been lost."

As soon as the words fell, Bai Shengwu was slapped back to the disciples' gathering area of the Heavenly Demon Palace. He opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow and brought out two teeth.

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