Chen Sanjiu really wanted to reply to him, you would really put gold on your face.

Helplessly, this is still someone else's territory, so I have to give him some face, so I didn't respond again.

As everyone knows, these words fell into the ears of a masked man behind him, and the aura around him immediately cooled.

About ten minutes later, a bewitching woman in a close-fitting red dress walked up to the stage and introduced the rules of the competition.

Very easy to understand.

First of all, he competed with the inner disciples of the Hu family, and if he won, he could compete with another person who also won, and if he wins, he can get the Thousand Souls Ding.

It can be called a wheel war, and it will not give you the slightest rest time, if you reach the end, victory is in sight, but another person has just finished the first game, you can't hold on, you still step down, there is no restriction on the way of competition, you can secretly attack, but you can't kill yourself in the competition with the inner disciples, and the rest don't care.

It's a bit of a scoundrel, but no one has raised any objections.

After all, this way of playing is more pros than cons for most people.

It depends on who is so desperate and dares to be the first to come to power.

And even if some people didn't come to compete, they were sent by the small sect to explore the strength of the opponent.

For a moment, there was silence in the room.

I saw a few disciples of the Hu clan coming to the center of the stage, looking at the monks in the audience arrogantly.

"Why? Nobody dares to come up?"

I forgot to mention that the disciples of the Hu clan can also participate in the battle, if they are defeated, the Thousand Souls Ding will be consumed internally.

"I'm coming!"

It was none other than Samba who spoke.

Before going on stage, he passed by Chen Sanjiu.

He said cruelly: "Lao Tzu is waiting for you on stage!"

Hearing a sneer behind him, he scolded again: "Who the dares to laugh!

Suddenly, the venue was silent again.

Chen Sanjiu took a sip of the water at hand.

Sanba is a physical cultivator, and it is very advantageous in close combat, and similarly, if you knock people off the stage, it will be regarded as the opponent's loss.

And the stage is so large, this is tantamount to the most favorable battlefield in Sanba.

Without saying a word, he invoked his spiritual power, speeding up and closing the distance with one of the Hu disciples.

The fist slammed into the man's head with the slightest sound of breaking wind.

The other party barely responded to the next blow, but before he could react, another fist struck at the person's temple, because the speed was too fast, and before the disciple could react, he was knocked down and fainted to the ground.

It was killed in just ten seconds.

Samba's strength speaks for itself.

It's no wonder that he dares to be so fierce, no one dares to say anything, and he really doesn't dare to walk sideways without any ability.

But I'm afraid, aren't there people who obey Sambaji's obedience?

If you don't find the field, I'm afraid that in the future, in this small urban cultivation world, you will be ridiculed as a laughing stock.

Sure enough, in the next second, Sanba shouted to Chen Sanjiu's position in the audience: "You come up for Lao Tzu!"

Covered in tendon flesh, with a fierce face, as if he wanted to skin her, his tone was extremely fierce.

Seeing that Chen San hadn't moved for a long time, he said again: "Aren't you afraid! I just let you accidentally take advantage of the loophole, if you know that you are wrong, go back and kowtow to your grandfather to apologize, maybe the competition is over, and your grandfather can spare your life!"

Everyone knows that Samba is a physical cultivation, but no one knows what Chen Sanjiu cultivates.

She made an inexplicable move, and it was not impossible for Xu to win by luck just now, which led to being humiliated by Sanba and being indifferent, she should be afraid.

Some people speculate like this, but those who understand naturally understand that Chen Sanjiu is called calm and clear, and he hasn't looked at Sanba at all.

Gradually, some people were eager to try, after all, if no one played for a minute, then the Thousand Souls Ding would also belong to the defenders.

So I'm afraid that in the end, the baby will be robbed by people like Sanba.

Several sword cultivators and sound cultivators jumped directly into the middle of the stage and competed with the inner disciples first.

Some people lose, some people win.

Sanba and others were all tested to the end.

Although the color fell on his body, he did not see the anger in his eyes.

He yelled at Chen Sanjiu: "I didn't expect you to be such a coward, I really think highly of you! I have been consumed like this, you are still afraid of being like this, it seems that this baby is destined to belong to my master!hahahaha!!hahahahahaha

A shadow descended from the sky on the side of Samba.

It's none other than Xi Xiuxiu.

She bent her eyebrows and looked gentle, which made everyone can't help but be attracted by her beauty, she said: "That's not good, I've been thinking about this thing for a long time, and I can't give it to you easily." ”

Sanba paused, his expression cramped: "You, I... Sister Xi, you can't do this, you know that I owe you a favor, and if you do this, if I bully you, it will look ugly. ”

There were only a few friars present.

It's just that Xi Xiuxiu is the best-looking one, which is naturally eye-catching.

And when someone looks at their faces, they will definitely be soft-hearted, and Samba is one of them.

Xi Xiuxiu looked innocent: "Then Brother Sanba wants to give it to me?" Although my cultivation is not as good as everyone present, I also have some ability, and I should be able to stand to the end without accident." ”

There is a system, what is she afraid of? This time she is bound to win the Thousand Soul Ding, and she can earn it again if the points are gone, and there is only one Thousand Soul Ding!

Seeing this, Chen Sanjiu stood up.

Hu Luoyi said with a look of expectation: "It seems that Miss Chen still can't help but make a move." ”

She didn't even look at it, and replied, "Baby, one more is only good, not bad." ”

What's more, it's Xi Xiuxiu's fancy.

Naturally, she wanted to block the other party.

Who told her to be so fond of making trouble with herself.

It's not as chic as the way others play.

Chen Sanjiu walked to the stage step by step.

Bypassing the two people who were staring at her on her side, she confronted a female disciple of the Hu family.

The opponent's tricks are fatal, but they can fight in close combat or far away, which is more difficult than the few disciples I have seen on the stage before, and from time to time they speak coldly and provoke them.

She said: "Do you feel like a bully when you see that I am a woman, let me tell you, you have to think too much about this, I am the highest cultivator among the disciples in this ring, choose me, you will definitely not get the baby!"

The sharp knife slashed an inch from Chen Sanjiu's eyes.

Seeing this, Xi Xiuxiu secretly hated Hu Die for being so useless, it didn't blind her.

Chen Sanjiu's expression was indifferent, and his movements were smooth, and every time he dodged at the moment when the other party attacked: "So what." ”

She said, "I'm the one I picked." ”

Hu Die's reputation is also quite interesting in the eyes of this group of monks.

She also observed for a while before realizing that among so many monks who came to the stage to challenge, none of them were looking for the female cultivator in front of her.

There must be something wrong, and after a second glance with her discerning eyes, she understood that the other party was a Yuanying monk with a rare dual spirit root, who should have just advanced, and his spiritual power was like a gurgling stream, intentionally or unintentionally sending a provocative signal to the people around him.

There are few people who are higher than her.

No one dared to challenge her, or didn't want to waste too much time on her, for fear that she wouldn't survive the later stage and get the baby.

Chen Sanjiu is the first, which is tantamount to the first dish of Hu Die in the eyes of the Hu family.

Hu Die smiled: "Then you can choose the wrong person, I have to get the Thousand Soul Ding!"

Sure enough, this person's target is also a Thousand Souls.

The idea of all is to get the treasure in the wheel war.

But I forgot that the Hu family's own people can also participate in the competition, and there is no provision that those with high cultivation cannot participate.

Something that is good for everyone, and who doesn't peep?

Hu Die is one of them, and her reputation is fearful, in the end, if no one chooses her to compete and consumes her spiritual power, it is tantamount to the last one, she will be the biggest winner.

Chen Sanjiu didn't know what Xi Xiuxiu thought, she shouldn't have thought of this.

but he chose the weakest one and subdued him.

Chen Sanjiu replied: "It just so happens that I mean the same." ”

When the other party came closely, he pinched a fire trick.

A three-meter-long and thick fire snake instantly appeared and pounced on Hu Die.

The scorching temperature seemed to burn the beams of the house.

Hu Die was shocked, holding a knife in his left and right hands to resist, but he didn't expect the flames to pass through the blade, surround her, and form a pillar of fire that no one could approach and trap her inside.

Chen Sanjiu asked outside the pillar of fire, "Do you admit defeat?"

"You're delusional!" came a stubborn voice from inside.

Chen Sanjiu snapped his fingers, and the pillar of fire changed into a round ball and shortened the diameter distance little by little.

From time to time, you can hear the screams of Hu Die inside.

"I can't break it! I can't break this damn fireball!"

Hu Die shouted, and vaguely, the faces of several Hu family elders in gray robes in the audience deteriorated.

"Dad, save me! Dad!! my face is burned and disfigured!"

Before Chen Sanjiu could put down his hand, he was ready to untie the fireball first and restrain the person again.

Several eyes full of murderous intent were aimed at her back.

There was even a black shadow that flew directly onto the stage, and the power of the palm wind was more than ten times that of Sanba, and it directly broke through Chen Sanjiu's low-level spell.

Hu Die, who fainted and his face was burned red, was hugged in his arms, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of coldness, and he said coldly: "The rules of the Hu family, I'm afraid this young lady didn't hear clearly, in the competition, don't hurt the inner disciples!"

Chen Sanjiu frowned, "It's just a burn, I asked her if she admits defeat, her own skills are not as good as others, and she still wants to be strong, which is also to blame on me?"

Yes, the other disciples are all pretending to be dead if they can't beat them, just just compete and compete.

How can there be such a Hu Die, he still refuses to admit defeat if he can't beat him, and finally asks for help.

Besides, the competition is inevitable, and flesh injuries are inevitable.

Chen Sanjiu was already very restrained and didn't slap her twice when the other party stabbed her in the fatal place every time.

They're good, break the rules, and hit a rake?

"She's damaged Neidan, you say it's a burn?!"

Hu Yan had just probed his spiritual power into his daughter's body, and noticed that his breath was unstable, and his inner dan was damaged, and his cultivation regressed directly from the middle stage of the god transformation to the middle stage of the golden pill.

How could he not be angry!

You must know that a monk, from Jindan cultivation to god, can be less than ten years, more than a hundred years, Hu Die's talent is here, and with the help of the family Lingding, he finally became one of the best monks in the clan and sought after by tens of thousands of people.

Unexpectedly, because of a small competition, the cultivation has regressed so much.

If you are a father or a member of the Hu family, can you not hate Chen Sanjiu.

But Chen Sanjiu is really not to blame for this.

She knew exactly what she had just done.

It's terrible to burn people, and it also damages Neidan, who beat people.

There can only be one reason, that is, the other party's foundation has a problem, and he can't withstand the spiritual power of the three flavors of true fire.

The three flavors of true fire are like poison.

Because if it is a normal cultivator in the Transformation Period, when he encounters the Three Flavors True Fire, he is like a stone without a crack, let it not enter, it will only feel hot and pressure, and it will not hurt anything.

But if the other party is a short-term improvement cultivator with an unstable foundation, then it will be like a dog with a keen sense of smell, burrowing into the void in that person's body, like a hungry insect that corrodes the opponent's spiritual power until the inner dan is destroyed.

And now that Hu Die has fainted and Neidan is damaged, it is tantamount to proving that she is the second type of person who thinks she can exploit the loopholes of the Heavenly Dao and wants to use shortcuts to cultivate.

really made Chen Sanjiu poke a big basket.