Chapter 391 War

Jiang paid attention to the people who were worried about Yue Qianchou. Seeing that he went to the Wanmo Palace the most leisurely, the people who deleted the largest group in the cave were chatting happily, but they didn't know what was going on. In a blink of an eye, they came back with a stinky face.

The people of the four families looked at each other in consteries. Ziyi stared at him for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

Yue Qianchou said with a blank face, "It's nothing. It's a little troublesome." Zi Yidai frowned. Why are you not happy to solve the trouble? She was not a talkative person. She didn't ask, and followed the big guy to turn her eyes to the valley.

The challenge is about to begin. Both sides seem to have agreed on the conditions, and all their billion spiritual stones have been handed over to one. The middleman is the Devil's Palace. Yes, at present, the only middleman that can be accepted by both sides is Wanmo Palace.

Everything that should be prepared is ready, and there is nothing to talk about, not even a person to make a ruling. It seems that this kind of endless challenge does not need to be judged by people. The rules have been set for a long time. Except for those who escape from the valley, there is no choice but to die one. It's easy to win or lose. However, once you play, it is estimated that the possibility of escaping is very low, and no sect can afford to lose this person! It will be important for those who will escape after the event.

The top ten sects of Zhengmo have summoned the masters in the door overnight. Especially in Fuxian Island, two high-level people at the end of the disaster suddenly appeared, and ten masters of the disaster period were sent from Xiuzhen Pavilion. Dongfang Changao was also among these ten people. It can be seen that Fuxian Island is full of ambition and is ready to prove its status as the largest faction in the world with this challenge.

The leader of the magic road, the ten thousand magic palace, is doomed to be impossible to compete with Fuxian Island in this matter. The monks who know a little about the situation of the cultivation world know that Fuxian Island is in the hands of the Guan family, while the Wanmo Palace is in the hands of the Yan family. Yan Bugui is the only son of Yan Wuchen, the head of the Wanmo Palace. The current head Bu Yunxiao's brother, Yan Wuchen is not dead. Who

Just after the spiritual stone was handed over, the valley was quiet in an instant, leaving only the sound of the mountain wind blowing. Everyone is looking around. I don't know who on both sides will be the first to challenge and who will be the first to fight.

Damn it! What are you waiting for? Looking around, he couldn't wait to play first, but his cultivation was too low. If he played first, the opponent's cultivation was above the disaster period. According to the rules, it was impossible to challenge him, and he went first in vain. According to the rules, high cultivation can't challenge low cultivation, while low cultivation can challenge high cultivation, but it seems that the possibility of a second situation is very low, because it is almost looking for death.

The Chinese cultivation world does not know much about the foreign cultivation world. All factions want someone to go out and explore the details before they take action. However, Yan's situation in the Chinese cultivation world is clear. He wants to see who will appear and who will be sent to deal with it. This is one of the reasons why he is determined to win. Such a mentality between the two sides has caused a brief stalemate.

Thinking of winning a game, it is possible to earn 50 million yuan. Yue Qianchou decided to wait a little longer. If no one has yet, he can only let Ziyi come on the stage. At this time, Dongfang Changao of Fuxian Island slowly pulled out a golden long gun from the storage bag, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. It seemed that Fuxian Island was going to appear first.

Fuxian Island is known as the largest faction in the world. If it continues to be in a stalemate, it may have nothing to do with other sects, but Fuxian Island can't do this, because it is the largest faction in the world! Dongfang Chang'ao has represented the image of Fuxian Island for a long time, and he had to take the lead!

It's him again! Yue Qianchou stared at Dongfang Changchou, with a trace of pity in his eyes, and couldn't help sighing slightly. This Dongfang Changao is simply the desperate Sanlang of Fuxian Island, always rushing to the front. Ouch! The hero will eventually be late, and the steed will also lose its hooves. In the long run, he is destined to become one. Sad people!

The figure flashed, and Dongfang Changao had already stood in the middle of the valley. The grass was buried in his knees. He shouted with a horizontal gun: "The monk in the middle of Fuxian Island crossing, Dongfang Changao accepted the challenge. Who will die!" The last sentence was particularly sonorous, and the sound echoed in the valley for a long time.

"Good!" I don't know who shouted good in a loud voice. Everyone looked at it, but Yue Qianchou took the lead in applause and kept shouting. Everyone was slightly stunned, and someone from the Xiuzhen Alliance immediately followed. Then, there were endless cheers and applause, and the atmosphere suddenly came up.

In fact, Yue Qianchou didn't mean anything else. First of all, he finally hummed and put this fire on the stage. Secondly, Dongfang Changao is a real man in his mind, and it is not unfair to give him this applause and applause.

Ziyi looked at Yue Qianchou in surprise. She didn't expect that when he did this, everyone would have such a big reaction. Driven by the atmosphere, she couldn't help clapping her hands. Wu Licheng and the other three looked at Bi Zicong. Bi Zicong smiled bitterly and applauded!

Dong'an Changao turned his head and took a look at Yue Qianchou, nodded slightly to thank him, and a man persisted for the rest of his life

, Wanbibei...show" can make other men shout good, this life is enough! In the end, he fell in love with the hatred of the Demon Palace. These two figures represent the leaders of the two righteous demons. For the honor of the sect, everything must be fought, and they have never given in to each other. Qiu Wu resentment looked at Dongfang Changao's expression inexplicably. He sighed slightly and avoided his eyes. For the first time, he was soft to Dongfang Changao! I'm afraid that only the two people in the matter understand what it's like.

The atmosphere stained by Yue Qianchou's performance was strong, and Dongfang Chang's arrogance's fighting spirit increased sharply. He suddenly turned around and shouted loudly, "Dongfang Chang's arrogance is here, who will fight me?"

"Good," there is no need for anyone to take the lead this time. Everyone has pushed the applause and cheers to ** again.

Yan's resentful eyes were withdrawn from Yue Qianchou. Looking around, he snorted coldly, slowly paced to a man and said in a low voice, "Mr. Yan, you must have heard of this person. He is also a resounding figure on Fuxian Island. A golden source treasure gun is a top-quality magic weapon, and there have always been few enemies. Although your cultivation is similar to his, the "Oolong whip" in your hand. It also has the effect of restraining the long gun, but don't underestimate him. I'm counting on you this time."

"I've long wanted to meet this person." The monk named Mr. Yan said with a long black whip tied to the tough **'s upper body, which was gently pulled by him, and then smoothly slipped into his hand and coiled into a bundle. He skimmed down from the top of the mountain and stood more than ten meters away from the east. He smiled and said, "The middle-term monk of the Xiushui Kingdom. Yan Biao came to challenge

When he got off the scene, the surroundings immediately calmed down, and his eyes were all focused on the two people. After seeing the whip in his hand, Dongyi Changao raised his eyebrows slightly and shouted, "Foreternal monks, how dare you mess up our Chinese cultivation world and die!"

The long gun phantom, hit the head, and Dongfang Changao took the lead. With a loud bang, a long column-shaped deep pit appeared on the ground, and the air waves excited the weeds around. It is impossible for Yan Biao to be hit like this. He has disappeared in place.

"I've heard the name of the East for a long time. Now I see that I'm clumsy, but such a sound came from the air. Yan Biao paused in the air, and the long whip in his hand has been scattered, flying around the air like a spiritual snake, extremely dexterous.

The people of the Cultivation League were surprised. The Chinese Cultivation World is good at driving flying swords, which is the first time to see people who drive whips. At the end of the disaster on Fuxian Island, the two worships were named Ji Nian and Fan Benlei. There was a trace of worry on their faces. The whip could have restrained the long gun, and it could be driven like a royal sword. I'm afraid that the east would be a little dangerous!

Dongfang Chang'ao didn't even raise his head. Hearing the sound, he stabbed the gun straight into the sky. A golden light rose from the head of the gun to the sky and shot at Yan Biao above his head.

When Yan Biao was talking, he had already pinched out the messy finger formula in his hand. The long black whip wandering was coiled in the air, and the raised whip was as dark as a cone, as if it had been refined by some animal horns or teeth. The golden light shot, and Yan Biao did not dodge. He pointed a little, and the long whip roared out. The conical whip directly collided with Jin Mang.

A wave of air exploded, and the golden light shot by the long gun was instantly defeated in mid-air, while the long whip shot directly at the Dongfang Changran below like a flying arrow. The people watching were shocked by the sharp sharp of the whip, and also pinched a sweat for the people below.

Dongfang Changao looked up, shot into the air, threw the horizontal gun out, " bang", directly hit the whip, and raised the gun to chase Yan Biao in the air. The latter smiled ferociously and raised his hand to point. Dongfang Changao suddenly felt bad and quickly glanced left and right, but suddenly heard the sound of breaking the air behind him. Looking back, the whip that had just been hit came again.

"Bun" turned around and picked up the gun to collapse the whip again, but the whip net was shaken open, shot in the air, died and came back to life, and entangled again in a blink of an eye. Dongfang Changao couldn't take care of his words, waving a gun and fighting with this strange whip.

On the contrary, Yan Biao in the air only needs to be easily manipulated with the finger. Dongfang Changao has been at a disadvantage. If it has been like this all the time, Zhenyuan will consume too much, and the reaction will be slightly neglected, and I'm afraid he will suffer a loss.

Yue Qianchou can see that Dongfang Chang'ao is not really as good as that guy. The key is that guy's whip is too strange. It can't be cut to death. It's really pestering. Dongfang Changao can't give full play to his strength at all.

Damn it! No one can tell what will happen later. If you lose one more time, it may be the key to decide the victory or defeat later. This is related to the ownership of one billion! I also invested 40 million yuan, and I can't lose money! Yue Qian frowned deeply and suddenly turned back to Bi Shan and asked, "If someone throws a treasure down the mountain now and happens to be picked up by Dongfang Changao, isn't this a foul?"

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