Chapter 85 Fierce Battle

After witnessing Gong Yangze leave, the fat man thought for a moment and walked in the direction of the Gas Refining Sect. He has nothing to do now. He simply went to Jiayu to chat. The competition will not start tomorrow. Let's just relax.

The qi refining sect is not a major sect in the cultivation world, but because of its strong perception, it is still famous. After quickly finding the residence of the qi lian qi sect, the fat man looked at a small mountain in front of him and immediately sighed, the cultivation world, a world of the jungle.

In front of the mountain gate of the Lianqizong, the two disciples in the early stage of the wonderland stood in front of the door and looked at the distance with a depressed look. I think so. Who would go to the earth of Shenzong to look for trouble when he had nothing to do? If he really has this strength, I'm afraid that even a small refinery can't stop him.

The fat man did not hide the power of death of the eighth level of death on his body. After seeing the fat man, the two gatekeepers changed their faces and immediately left a child, and the other child ran to the mountain. Death came from the door, and it seemed that his strength was not low, so he needed to report it to the door.

Walking to the child, the fat man smiled and said, "This Taoist friend, I am a disciple of life and death. I am old with a disciple of your Lianqi Sect. I wonder if I can inform him?"

After feeling that the fat man was much more powerful than him, the child did not dare to neglect it. It was just that there was a rule in the door that he could not let other monks in without authorization, but everyone knew that it was not easy to stop the monks who broke into the strange world with their two disciples.

"Please wait here for a while, and I'll go in and report it." After saying that, the child also left and walked into the mountain gate, shrugging his shoulders. The fat man could only wait in place. Although the fat man did not have a good impression on the gas refining sect, he still had some feelings for the family rain, and there was no need to make trouble for him.

Soon, the Gas Refining Sect did not let the fat man wait for too long, but it took a long time for another disciple from the early stage of the transformation came down from the mountain. The fat man and Gong Yangze were in the period of the Gas Refining Sect. Although the Gas Refining Sect once designed to frame the two, and was finally cheated by Zuo Shuqing, but there were very few people in this matter. I know, I believe that if I am known by the disciple in the transformation period in front of me, I'm afraid I won't talk to the fat man with this look.

Although Jiayu is not old and has low cultivation, he is better than his potential. Even the fat man is a little envious and hateful, so Lian Qizong is also very attached to it. This time, the fat man came to see him. Naturally, a monk from the Qi Refining Sect came to inquire.

He frowned and looked at the obviously smiling disciple of the qi refining sect in front of him. The fat man was a little confused. Even if this guy wants to get something from himself, he is just a perfect monk. Although he is a little famous in the door of life and death, he should be unknown when he comes to this qi sect. Of.

But soon the fat man understood why the monk in front of him was so respectful to himself.

"I don't know if the little brother participated in this competition."

Although I don't want to have something to do with him, after all, I came here to find someone, adhering to the principle of not making trouble for Jiayu, and the fat man can only talk to him.

"Well, yes."

Seeing the fat man admit, the eyes of the disciple of Lianqi Sect Huajing lit up and asked, "I heard that the disciples of Life and Death met in the first round of this time are all relatively strong opponents?"

He frowned. Unexpectedly, he didn't even hear about this. It seems that everyone knows what happened to life and death. Nodding, the fat man could only say, "Yes, even I was divided into the death group."

Just as the two were chatting, Jiayu quickly ran down the mountain, but behind him, he was followed by a female monk who had the strength to be perfect in Wonderland. The qi refining sect mainly practiced qi veins. There were many female monks, but there were not many high-level female monks. Since she is a perfect monk in Wonderland, I think she also participated in this competition.

Looking at the running Jiayu, the fat man's face suddenly showed a heartfelt smile. In fact, there was not much contact with Jiayu, but the fat man smelled a pure breath from his body. Feeling that I haven't seen you for a few days, Jiayu's cultivation has improved, and the fat man can only smile helplessly. Talent, this is the legendary talent. If you have this talent, why do you have to walk between dangers to practice?

After eliminating the distracting thoughts in his mind, the fat man slowly walked over and said, "I had something to do a few days ago. I didn't go shopping with you. I'll make it up today." With that, the fat man touched Jiayu's head, and his face was in his eyes. Jiayu said excitedly, "Okay, it's too boring in the sect. The master is closed to the next realm again. Well, how about we go to the martial arts arena?"

The color of surprise flashed, and the fat man wondered, "Oh? Does Shenzong still have a martial arts competition or something before the start of the competition?

At this time, the woman who came with Jiayu said, "After all, not every disciple who comes to Shenzong participates in the competition, so there are also some small competitions under the field."

He nodded and looked at the well-looking alchemist monk. The fat man arched his hand and said, "I don't know who this is?"

Seeing the fat man talking about the eldest sister beside him, Jia Yu immediately said, "This is Sister Lin. We belong to Yifeng. She also participated in this competition. By the way, brother, did you participate?"

With a wry smile, the fat man nodded and said, "Yes, I participated, but I guess my luck is a little bad."

Looking at the fat man doubtfully, Jia Yu couldn't help asking, "Why do you say that?"

Brother Liang's eyes flashed and said, "I heard that all the disciples participating in the Life and Death Gate have been divided into the death group. I don't know why?"

It seems that the bad luck of this life and death gate has been known by all the sects in the cultivation world. He shrugged his shoulders and the fat man said slowly, "Yes, it should be regarded as all assigned to the group of death."

"Why is it called the group of death?" Jia Yu asked curiously.

"The same people in my family are a disciple of the Demon Elephant Sect, a disciple of the Reincarnation Sect, and a disciple of the Shen Sect. Even if I didn't meet a disciple of the Sect in the previous game, I guess I would still see a disciple of the Sect when I was in the group. I haven't met a disciple of the Sect, but there is no weak person under the name, and I think he is not. What a weak hand. I have to meet two disciples of three sects and five sects when a group of team is qualified. Am I lucky? The fat man did not hide from Jiayu. Of course, there is no meaning to hide this kind of thing. After all, Shenzong will not change the battle table that has been set for various reasons.

Looking at the fat man with a little worry, Jiayu said sadly, "Isn't it difficult for me to go in this competition?"

When he raised his eyebrows, the fat man said seriously, "Since the competition is called a competition, it is the first in friendship and the second in the competition. Moreover, even if I lose, I can gain experience from it, so it's nothing. You don't have to worry about me. It's you, your talent is so good. Don't waste it. If your brother has Your talent, alas, forget it, let's not talk about it. Let's take a look at the place of the martial arts competition.

Seeing that the fat man did not want to stay on this issue, Jia Yu and the female monk beside him were also interested in mentioning it. However, this move disappointed the disciple in the Huajing period not far away. He wanted to know some more inside stories, but unexpectedly, several people were unwilling to talk about it.

But no matter what, the fat man and Jiayu are both people he can't easily provoke. Jiayu is a favorite disciple of the Refinement Sect, and the nun around him wants to participate in the competition of Shenzong. As for the fat man, he is a person of life and death alone, which deterred him. What's more, the fat man also participated in the competition, so he can only watch. Several people sat on the fat baby gourd and left.

As soon as the fiery red baby gourd appeared, Jia Yu's eyes lit up and immediately asked, "Brother, where did you get this baby?"

He smiled, and the fat man smiled and said, "It's from the hands of a fellow. Your current strength can't use him. When you enter the wonderland in the future, my brother will send you this precious gourd."

When his eyes lit up, Jiayu looked at the fat man with bright eyes and said, "Really?"

"Does your brother have a time when he doesn't keep his word?"

"Then let's pull the hook." Seeing a little perseverance on Jiayu's childish face, the fat man and the female Xiu surnamed Liang beside him laughed.

After laughing, the group of three people came to a valley. This valley was not covered with a huge boundary by Shenzong, protecting the whole valley in it. This was also the only valley supported by Shenzong.

As soon as he came to the front of the valley, a disciple of Shenzong appeared in front of several people. In the realm of great perfection, he arched his hand and said, "I don't know how many Taoist friends have come to participate in the martial arts competition?"

He shook his head, and the competition was about to begin. The fat man did not want to fight with other monks. He immediately said, "We are just here to watch and have no intention to participate."

He nodded, and the divine monk led with one hand and said, "In this case, please come with me." With that, the divine monk walked in front of him, took out a token, and led the void in front of the junction. An entrance appeared in the boundary, and several people also passed through it.

Looking at the Shenzong monk who led the way, his face was ruddy, and he had almost the same cultivation. The fat man couldn't help sighing the strength of the Shenzong. The monk who was responsible for the introduction on the periphery was still so powerful. I really don't know what the internal strength of the Shenzong is. Of course, no one knows this answer, only the Shenzong himself I just know.

After entering the valley with the Shenzong monk, the Shenzong monk opened his mouth and said, "There are many small martial arts arenas here. If you want to see it, you can go down. There is no boundary here, and you can walk freely. If you have something else, I won't accompany me here." With that, the monk of Shenzong held his fist and left.

After all, he needs to receive monks from various places. He can't wait here because of his special status.

And since seeing the fat man come, the Shenzong monk has been smiling, but his expression remains unchanged. This determination can be reached by ordinary small sects.

After returning the gift, the fat man smiled and said, "Thank you, Taoist friend." After saying that, several people also flew to the many round martial arts arenas under them.

The martial arts competition set up by Shenzong is also a platform for the exchange of sects. The northern Xinjiang mainland is different from the Nanfeng mainland. The cultivation community pays attention to the sect dispute, so to a large extent, there is still a need for exchanges between sects.

After entering the round martial arts arena, the fat man found that there were not many monks nearby. When most of their strength was between the wonderland perfection and the later stage, on this stage, two monks had just gone up and seemed to be ready to start.

At this time, the two people in the ring were facing each other from afar, while the fat man was looking at the two guys with great interest under the stage.

"Youluo boy, you'd better admit defeat obediently. Don't force me to do it. It's too late for you to cry when you get to Jiuquan!" A strong man with a fleshy face shouted arrogantly. Listening to his tone, he seemed to be very awesome.

The other person who confronted him was full of feminine face, as if it were the secluded in the mouth of the cow guy. At this time, when he heard such arrogant words, he was surprisingly not furious, but a cold smile. "Don't rely on another elder father to be invincible. Zhang Cheng, this is the ring. All your forces here are useless."

At this point, You Luo glanced at an old man on the periphery casually with his eyes. Seeing the old man's angry face, the fat man guessed that he was the old man Zhang Cheng, as if he were still the elder of a sect.

"Don't worry, Youluo, there is no constraint this time. I will definitely not keep my hand this time. I won't kill you. I will abolish you and throw you down!" Let your red sister see your embarrassed look. A very ferocious smile appeared on Zhang Cheng's face.

Hearing the interest on the fat man's face is even stronger. Fatty is still very interested in gossip news. The two guys seem to have played against each other before, and it's also because of a woman's appearance.

From now on, the fat man thought that the game was starting to have a little interesting. According to this situation, I'm afraid that the two guys must lie on the stage again.

It seems that Zhang Cheng is even more jealous. Obviously, he is more handsome than his secluded appearance. It seems that Zhang Cheng still wants to say something vicious to attack the secluded heart.

But the secludedness seemed to be tired, and he said impatiently, "Noisy!" He raised his hand and shot a colorful exercise and hit Zhang Cheng's chest.

Seeing this colorful practice, Zhang Cheng showed a very disdainful expression on his face. His right hand lay empty, and a silvery giant axe appeared in mid-air. Zhang Cheng just waved his right hand. The silver axe drew a bright arc in the sky, and the wide negative and fiercely collided with the colorful practice. Get up.

There was no big movement in this impact, just "ding..." With a sound, the colored train flew back and returned to the secluded hand in an instant.

The fat man looked at it and knew that this horse training was just a dark flying sword. As for how to send out colorful horse training, it may be that there may be some special effects on it. I'm afraid there will be no good result if it is attacked.

Seeing that the colored practice was blown away, Zhang Cheng still said arrogantly, "Kid, your trick is useless to Grandpa. If you don't use the ability to press the box, just wait for me to be abolished by Grandpa."

"Well, there's so much nonsense!" Youluo said impatiently. Although he was talking, the speed in his hand was not slow. He couldn't hit it. The flying sword in his hand shook and turned into a colorful practice again. He didn't attack, but surrounded him. It was like a poisonous snake that was spitting letters, waiting to give Zhang Cheng a fatal blow.

Youluo was about to make another action. Zhang Cheng, who was opposite, was not stupid. He couldn't look at Youluo with some action. With a wave of his big hand, the silver axe instantly bloomed a silver light, wrapped in the roaring wind. The momentum is not compelling.

Look at the huge axe cutting at himself. There was no fear at all. His figure was very strange, and he left the attack range of the giant axe.

Seeing that the secluded fall was dodged, Zhang Cheng quickly manipulated the giant axe to hit the secluded. The original straight split force was stopped by Zhang Cheng and replaced the sweeping momentum. But because of the change of moves in the middle, the action stopped, but it was grasped by the secluded in a short moment. With this gap, the colored flying sword that had been hovering around the secluded fell immediately turned into a colorful train again and stabbed towards Zhang Cheng.

The speed of the flying sword can be said to be extremely fast. Even the fat man who watched from afar was a little surprised and looked at this guy called Youluo very much.

Just as everyone was thinking about how Zhang Cheng could get rid of the siege, Zhang Cheng just smiled grimly, and the mana agitated. The speed of the huge axe accelerated again. The silver light swept fiercely towards the secluded, but ignored the flying sword as a fly. His behavior made everyone depressed. Is it a life-threatening?

But the fat man with combat experience can see Zhang Cheng's intention. This guy is the son of a sect elder. Obviously, he will die and will not commit suicide. I'm afraid there is some defensive magic weapon.

Seeing that Zhang Cheng did not withdraw the huge axe, his face darkened, and the mana was vigorously stimulated. The speed of the colored flying sword was accelerated again, which made people look at it with new eyes.

Sure enough, in everyone's expectation, the colored flying sword first hit Zhang Cheng's chest, and Zhang Cheng's clothes instantly made a big hole, but exposed a piece of armor worn inside.

This guy is really rich. Armor-type defense magic weapons are rare. Each defense is super high, which can make people fight invincible at the same price.

Just like this Zhang Cheng, putting on an armor, he can ignore the secluded and strike with all his strength, which is similar to his cultivation.

Zhang Cheng, who was attacked, was shocked and his face turned pale. It seemed that the all-out blow was still considerable, which made Zhang Cheng suffer some internal injuries.

However, Zhang Cheng, who was slightly injured, was even more cruel. His face showed a crazy look, and he raised his hand and shot again