Chapter 469 Three moves, just three moves

This is killing, absolute killing, with the name of martial arts, and there is no virtue of martial arts. Some people of insight think so. Such a competition is simply to beat all the elite warriors in the dynasty, so that even if Tianwu is rated as the supreme, the strength of the dynasty will be greatly damaged.

The new rules launched by Shenku Chan and the eldest prince to help the machine copper man have also withstood the test. In addition to Tang Xiaoye, who made four consecutive victories and scared out a sheep horn attack, the 14 warriors of Group B and Group C competed fiercely, and there was no big winning streak, which shows that the bronze man who helped him did not It plays a decisive role.

The first day of the battle ended, and the cruelty of the battle cast a shadow on many people's hearts. Everyone went back to their residences to rest and wait to fight again in the future. Tang Xiaoye won the first battle, and Yun Zheng and others were very happy. Honglian Jiyin smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoye, I didn't expect you to hide it before. I have never seen the special changes in Bilian's armor on the spot."

Biliantang Xiaoye said, "Sister Honglian, you have wronged me. The special change of the thunder and fire machine armor was also changed in the arena. In the case of several consecutive battles, my combat strength suddenly increased and my cultivation has increased by one star, which can make me play abnormally, which is also considered to be full of Wei Wu's injury. "

Everyone talked and laughed for a while, and then went to rest.

The next morning, the masters of major sects gathered in front of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion again. Today's first competition was the Ding Group where Yun Zheng was located. In addition to Yun Zheng and the head of the four heroes of Xuanyi, the other five martial arts are not high-level. In fact, it is easy for this group to compete for the top.

The Zen organization drew lots and decided to fight in order. Before drawing lots, Minghuang walked to Yun Zheng and said meaningfully, "Yun Zheng, you can think about what I said last time. You should be careful about this step, or heaven or hell."

Of course, he still persuaded Yun Zheng to return to the eldest prince. At this jubilty, he brought up the old things, which made Yun Zheng vigilant. He took a look at the Ming Emperor and the withered Zen, and then looked at the high-ranking eldest prince. He made up his mind and said with a smile, "Isn't the supreme position of Tianwu not be fought one by one? Come on?"

Minghuang smiled and said, "Those who follow the general trend will prosper, and those who go against the general trend will die."

Yun Zheng retorted, "I'm afraid that some people can't figure out who has the general trend."

Minghuang's face changed, and his murderous intention was highlighted, "Yun Zheng, you will soon know who is in the hands of the situation!" With that, he turned around and walked back to the eldest prince and sat down, shouting fiercely, "D draw lots!"

As a result of drawing lots, Pang Renjie drew the position of the first player to fight, while Yun Zheng drew the last one. The order of the battle was indeed tampered with by Zen and Minghuang. This result is the most beneficial to Fan Renjie, and it is simply a nine-death pattern for Yun Zheng.

It can be said that in Yujing City, it is easy for the eldest prince, Minghuang and Shen Kuchan to cover the sky with one hand and decide the order of a warrior to fight.

This is the general trend that Minghuang said. He thinks that he can manipulate life and death at will. A Tianwu struggle, which has been passed down for thousands of years and is extremely sacred in the hearts of martial arts practitioners, has also been made by them. At the thought of this, Yun Zheng couldn't help but be angry, with frost on his face and murder in his eyes. Today, he really wants to fight for this breath to see who is in the hands of the general trend?!

Today, there were much more people present than on the first day. Not only the father and son of Liang and Yuwen Xiangtian arrived, but also Yuwen Jingyan appeared in the viewing table. She sat still and her eyes drooped. Occasionally glanced at Yun Zheng, with a trace of expectation in her eyes.

In addition, the father and daughter of Jingtianfang of Yunhai Godyuan and Mobeichou Yin Nanxing also came to watch the battle with some people, as well as other inscription masters.

The steward monk of Tianwu Temple rang the bell, and the Ding group began to fight.

Peng Renjie walked to the ring with a jingle in his sleeves, which was the thirteen mother-child knives of different lengths that he relied on to become famous. The last time there was a battle with him in Yunzheng, the city of Ghost Mountain, and that battle was close to the eighth stage. Now nearly four years later, the Wu Sha oppression brought to Yun Zheng by Pang Renjie is stronger than in those years. Obviously, his cultivation has been more than eight levels. It should be said that he has the strength to win the top ten of the dragon list.

When Pu Renjie came to power, Xiaoliang Wang Chongjihu and Yuwen Pixian, the young master of the Yuwen family, couldn't help but be complacent when they looked at the list of appearances. They looked at Yun Zheng's eyes with provocation and disdain, and more at the rampantness of the helpless little ants pinched in their hands.

Yu Wen Pixian couldn't help shouting, "Yun, today's death situation, I will see how you can solve it. If you are afraid of death, you can escape with your tail."

Yun Zheng sneered, "Childish. How many times have we fought, and you have the upper hand?" Yu Wen Pi was a little speechy. He said, "Let's see who laughs at the end."

Peng Renjie guarded the ring. The challenger was a seven-stage disciple of the Beast Hall. As soon as the young disciple came on the stage, Liu Zhi immediately stood up to cheer for him. Obviously, the teenager experienced such a battle for the first time. He was a little afraid of the stage and carefully walked to the ring.

Pun Renjie's arms crossed in front of his chest, and the wind swirled. Thirteen flying knives flew out of his sleeves and circled around his body. He shouted to the young man in the Beast Hall, "Children, what kind of occasion is this? You shouldn't have come today."

The young man in the Beast Hall said respectfully, "Please give me some advice." His wrist shook, and the spiritual pet bracelet sounded, and two saber-toothed demon tigers were released to help. A gun was in his palm and he wanted to rush up.

"Fengsor Shura Knife Network!" Pang Renjie roared, raised his arms to the sky, and thirteen flying knives roared out, flying vertically and horizontally, shining all over the sky. The eight-stage empty knife method cut the space around the young man in the beast hall into pieces. The teenager had only seven pieces of strength, but his reaction was not slow. He stabbed the knife net with one shot. The knife net fell and crackled. The teenager's gun was cut into seventeen or eight levels at once. The two saber-toothed demon tigers were the first topped, and the space cut into pieces was torn into pieces. Blood fog rose all over the sky, and the young man in the Beast Hall turned pale with fear. He staggered back and wanted to get out. How vicious he was. He still intended to kill and stand up his power. He flew closer to the boy of the Beast Hall. His palms were crossed and cut off, and thirteen consecutive flying knives were staggered and cut. The boy of the Beast Hall was immediately cut into pieces.

The rapid and tragic fall of the teenager made Yunzheng and others very surprised. They wanted to save him, but they didn't even have a mobile phone meeting. Fan Renjie was too cruel! Not to mention Yun Zheng's anger, Honglian and several other women were even more indignant, and they couldn't wait to go up and kill Yun Renjie immediately.

As soon as Pianjie took action, he used all his strength, vicious and vicious, and the winning situation also had to be killed, which made many martial artists angry. Liu Zhi suddenly stood up and was about to rush out desperately. "I fuck your mother, Renjie, and a dog from King Liang's mansion is also rampant. Let me send you to the west sky."

The dead Zen scolded angrily, "Liu Zhangmen, how can you be presumptuous in front of the eldest prince? If you make noise again, bombard Tianwu Temple!" Dozens of black Tianwu Temple monks immediately came up and blocked the willow branches.

The eldest prince stood up and said in a gentle tone, "Liu Zhangmen, Tianwu competition, duel skills, life and death are unpredictable. You can't see it so much, why let the disciples of the family participate in it? Do you think that's the reason?"

The young disciple was a genius in the Beast Hall. Liu Zhi had great expectations. Originally, he wanted him to learn more in the Tianwu competition, but he didn't expect to be killed by Pang Renjie as soon as he appeared. Liu Zhi felt guilty and his eyes were about to burst into flames. The eldest prince said that it was a struggle for rules, and since the warriors had participated in it, they had to abide by it. Liu Zhi gritted his teeth and said to Lu Renjie, "Pang Renjie, I control the beast hall and your Liang Wangfu are merciless, and I will never die!" With that, he returned to his seat and ordered someone to take care of the teenager's affairs.

Pang Renjie easily won one game and got a bronze man to help him fight. Next, he easily defeated Yun Zheng's previous teacher challenger, and two people died under his knife. Pang Renjie won five games in a row. By the time he faced Yun Zheng, five bronze men had helped him fight, and Pang Renjie's own combat power consumption was less than 20%.

This is the result of the battle between the eldest prince, Shenku Zen Minghuang and others. The real purpose is to fight against Yun Zheng with five bronze men with five six-stage five-star strength, and to prepare to kill Yun Zheng on the spot.

The stewman rang the bell and shouted, "The next game, the challenger Yun Zheng!"

Yun Zheng stood up and straightened his clothes. Honglian and others hated the eldest prince and others for cheating and tricking. They were also afraid that Yun Zheng would suffer losses. They were so panicked that their hands were sweaty. Binglian and Renxin didn't know how to help Yun Zheng, but just said, "Yun Zheng, this game is too unfair. It's completely set a trap for us to jump, so don't go. We don't care about Tianwu Supreme or something.

Honglian knew that Yun Zheng would not change her mind, but her face calmed down and resolutely said, "Good, you can let go of the battle. If there is a mistake, Honglian will accompany you on the road."

Yun Zheng smiled and said, "Kill Renjie, it's within three moves. Look at it."

After walking calmly, the hearts of Honglian Zhanji and others have come to their hearts. They all know that Yun Zhengming and Wushuang practice, but Tianwu Temple's competition is a martial arts conference, and practitioners are not allowed to use inscriptions. If so, how can Yunzheng have the certainty of killing Renjie in three moves? This is still comforting me.

Equally anxious, there are Jing Tianfang's father and daughter, Mo Beichou master and apprentice and others, such as Baihutang Linbaozi and Fenglei Wuyuan Fengjiu and others also mention Yunzheng to sweat. As for Yuwen Jingyan, a heart is about to jump out.

Yun Zheng ascended to the ring. Pang Renjie was protected in the center in a pentagonal shape by five organ bronze man. He pointed to Yun Zheng and shouted, "The surnamed Yun, you were released in the ghost mountain city at the beginning, but today is your death day."

"Real?" Yun Zheng downplayed and asked rhetorically, and suddenly stamped his feet. Wu Sha's strength urged him to reach the peak of eight paragraphs, and Thor trampled on him!

Rumble——

A burst of thunder, thousands of blue thunder lights cut out from the ground, and the whole ring rolled and shook like waves, and the strong waves attacked Fan Renjie like tide.

Peng Renjie didn't expect Yun Zheng to take action suddenly, so fast that he didn't even have time to blink. One of them was too late, and the rolling thunder had reached his feet, and five six-stage five-star powerful bronze men were suddenly shocked. Pang Renjie hurriedly retreated to avoid the attack of landmines, and at the same time shook out thirteen flying knives with his backhand to attack Yunzheng.

Yun Zheng's footsteps rushed to meet Yun Renjie, and his palms mobilized the thunderstorm. The roaring purple thunder rolled and chopped, shaking all the thirteen flying knives of Qu Renjie into pieces. Then Yun Zheng's right hand condensed the white tiger sword and stimulated the power of the soul of war - invincible. This knife directly stabbed Pang Renjie's chest, poof! With a muffled sound, the electric knife went straight into his chest and penetrated his back. Yun Zheng shook his backhand and shook the body of Qi Renjie into fragments of blood fog.

Three moves, just three moves.