Volume 3: The Eight Hundred Sects of the Tao Chapter 92 Losing the Battle and Losing the People

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In the night, under the three thousand Bodhi trees, in the void and on the platform, all the peach blossoms that bloomed shattered as Luo Changfeng broke through the realm. The countless fragments of peach blossoms did not flutter around, but like a swarm of bees and butterflies, they all slammed into the evil monarch of Mulang on the platform.

The Evil Monarch of Mulang was bombarded on his chest by this fragmented group of peach blossoms, and he flew out.

This scene came without warning, and everyone in the banquet room was still used to waiting for the end of this fight.

Now that the ending of the confrontation between Luo Changfeng and Mulang Evil Monarch was suddenly staged, it was inevitable that there would be a commotion above the surrounding banquet.

Among the student representatives of Bodhi Academy, Jiang Manlou was so excited that he couldn't help but stand up and shout the word 'good'.

The three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong suddenly saw the fiasco of their senior brother, and they all showed unbelievable surprise.

That Dugu Wanqian even stepped on the table and flew out to catch his senior brother. Then he threw the hidden blade in his hand, and the target was Jiang Manlou, who was shooting the case.

Zangfeng's heavy sword was tied to a huge iron chain, and one end of the chain was wrapped around Dugu Wanqian's rugged arm. This giant sword has no edge, but it pierces through the night, and the gusts of wind are coming straight to Jiang Manlou.

Jiang Manlou would have thought that the three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong would be able to make such a sneak attack on this Dao Banquet, even if he had already taken precautions, he would not be able to escape the power of this hidden blade.

Because his own strength is not as good as Dugu Wanqian.

Seeing the huge bladeless heavy sword piercing through the night, Jiang Manlou was in a hurry and couldn't take precautions, so he could only make the most instinctive reaction.

"Help......" Jiang Manlou shouted at the top of his voice.

However, the students of the Bodhi Academy, who was closest to him, had not expected Dugu Wanqian's overreaction after catching the embarrassed and defeated Mulang Evil Monarch.

For a while, many academy disciples, including Jun Zeyu and Nan Xihan, had no time to make a move, and could only watch the Zangfeng Giant Sword coming head-on.

If this sword stabbed Jiang Manlou, then the world's number one young man would probably really say goodbye to the prosperous world and the silver pair of white flowers.

Fortunately, on the Dao banquet, not only the young leaders of the Dixuan New List are listed.

Fortunately, on top of the banquet, there were many big names from all over the world.

Jiang Manlou is a new student of Bodhi Academy, and the academy will naturally not let his life be safe

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Look at.

Jiang Manlou is still the young master of the Jiang family, the first family in the world, and the aunt of Jiang Manlou, who is the treasurer of Tianxiang Pavilion on the chairman's throne, will naturally not watch her nephew fall into danger.

The person who made the move in the academy was Huang Fuyi.

Although there are still some seats between Huang Fuyi and Jiang Manlou, he is definitely the closest person to Jiang Manlou and has the highest cultivation, and there is no one.

Huang Fuyi's figure appeared strangely in front of Jiang Manlou.

Zangfeng's heavy sword came to his eyes.

Huang Fuyi slowly stretched out his palm.

A palm that seemed to have no strength met the tip of the Hidden Blade's heavy sword.

Zang Feng's sword was fine, but the black iron chain connecting the hilt of the giant sword and Dugu's thousands of arms made a crisp sound and broke inch by inch.

The black iron chain was broken inch by inch by the hilt of the sword in the direction of Dugu's thousands of arms...... And seeing that the broken force was about to spread to his arm, Dugu Wanqian's eyes finally showed a look of fear.

This ability to transmit strength through objects made everyone look shocked!

Dugu Wanqian and the injured Mulang Evil Monarch are still retreating, until there is no way to retreat.

Then the two of them saw an ancient character appear in the void in front of them.

The character was covered in gold.

The character formed a golden enchantment in front of the two of them.

The force that broke the black iron chain inch by inch spread all the way beyond the golden light barrier, and it was finally stopped.

Behind Dugu Wanqian, Lian Chengjue walked out.

Behind Liancheng Jue, many disciples of the three generations of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong all raised their swords and followed Liancheng Jue out.

Huangfu Yi's expression did not change, and he took a few steps forward with the Zangfeng heavy sword in his hand.

Behind Huang Fuyi, Jiang Manlou and others, the representatives of the Bodhi Academy, did not back down and followed one after another.

Jiang Liu'er, the shopkeeper of Tianxiang Pavilion, was stopped by Tianxiang Xing, and the two fought briefly and quickly, and when the three generations of disciples of the Tiandong Eight Hundred Sect and the Bodhi Academy were in opposition, it was also the Chu River Han Realm that stopped and separated on both sides.

Luo Changfeng was still standing on the platform.

On the chairmanship of the banquet, Dean Zhuang stood up impressively.

Then under the three thousand Bodhi trees, everyone at the banquet stood up impressively.

In an instant, a cold wind blew, the linden tree swayed, and the stars twinkled.

The three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong and the Bodhi Academy

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-for-tat, the entire banquet was filled with an atmosphere called saber rattling.

All this comes from the resentment of the three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong who have lost three battles in a row!

And all this resentment began with the first confrontation between Luo Changfeng and the greedy wolf, and ended with the defeat of the evil monarch of Mulang and completely exploded.

All this seems to be the bane caused by Luo Changfeng!

But the students of Bodhi Academy don't think so.

There is no doubt that Luo Changfeng defeated the children of the Eight Hundred Sects in three battles, and even defeated the Evil Monarch of the Second Mulang of Dixuan...... In front of the whole world, he extinguished the domineering flames of the Tiandong Mission challenging the academy, and raised the name of the academy to show the might of all beings.

Luo Changfeng used the results of these three battles to finally completely usher in the admiration and admiration of all the students in the academy. From this moment on, he has truly become the little master and uncle of the academy!

However, the current situation is obviously not the time to care about the issue of the little master and uncle.

The three generations of disciples of the Tiandong Eight Hundred Sect and the two camps of the Bodhi Academy are facing each other, no matter which side it is, it is not an optimistic thing.

"If you of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong have lost three times in a row and feel faceless, you can ask Lian Chengjue, a disciple under the Twelve Stars of the Heavenly Constellation, to fight against Changfeng for a while, and fight back some face!"

At this moment when conflict could break out at any time, Luo Changfeng's voice was so loud and clear.

But for some people, it is so harsh and heart-wrenching!

The three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong are the so-called people.

They heard it very clearly.

Luo Changfeng was not only laughing at the eight hundred sects of Tiandong for losing three battles in a row, but also sarcastically mocking the disciples of the three generations of Tiandong.

The implication is very simple, among the three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong, except for Liancheng Jue, there is no one who can be his opponent!

How could the disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong, who had always been extremely proud and famous all over the world in the name of a genius, be able to withstand such heart-wrenching words?

What kind of person is Senior Brother Lianchengjue? That is Tianjiao, who is as famous as Emperor Wuxian and Emperor Fuyi! A peerless figure who is destined to shine on the Tianque List in the future! How can he do it with the freshmen of the Academy?

Behind the three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong, Ye Xichao, who was also the only one in the entire banquet who did not stand up, looked at the figure of Dugu and shook his head secretly.

"Senior Brother Seventh is still too impulsive! Otherwise, Senior Brother won't be in a dilemma at this time. ”

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