Chapter 8 The Beginning of a Long Wait
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After a while, Zhao Xin decided to fight, and was just about to step forward, when suddenly there was a sound in his ears.
"I'm coming!"
A loud bang broke the silence.
A sturdy boy jumped out of the crowd with a wild aura, he had a rough appearance, just dressed in animal skin, holding a large bone knife in his right hand, and a little bloodstained, this was a barbarian boy.
"Who are you?"
Tarzan's face was calm, but he still had a look of arrogance.
"Uncle's name is Wuman. ”
The wild boy laughed.
Zhao Xin breathed a sigh of relief.
"He's a barbarian! He's a close disciple of Elder Wang, and he's actually here!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
"He is the strongest disciple of our class except for Gu Qing!!!
The prince of the grassland, Bai Yunfei, said with solemn eyes.
"Humph!"
Huang Yan beside him expressed dissatisfaction, thinking that he was the strongest!
"Men like you would come to such a feast, and I say you should go out into the wilderness to find your companion. Tarzan sarcastically.
"Uncle just killed a fifth-order peak demon beast before he came, it's about the same as you, but that one is much bigger than you, haha. ”
Wu Man ignored it and mocked with his height.
"Later, I will also kill a demon beast like you for you to see. ”
Tarzan said in a deep voice.
"Look for death!"
Wu Man said in a deep voice, his expression was solemn, and he didn't dare to underestimate the other party, his cultivation realm was the same as Ming Heng's, Tianyuan Consummation, but his self-confidence and combat power would be a little stronger.
Taishan's heel slammed back, the ground cracked instantly, a few petals rose with the wind on his feet, and the golden sword in his hand slashed towards the black man, this move did not have any fancy moves, just waved with pure power.
Wu Man wielded the bone knife, and every time he swung it, a strong whirlwind followed, raising the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, and in the blink of an eye, the swords intersected, and a violent roar sounded immediately, stirring up a large number of flower petals, and then a figure continued to retreat backwards.
This figure turned out to be a barbarian, he passively waved the bone knife to block Taishan's attack, Taishan's hair was scattered, his eyes were bloodthirsty red, and the golden sword in his hand kept slashing down.
"How is this possible!"
The disciples of the Immortal Sect lost their voices, and it was difficult for them to remain calm by the events in front of them.
"It's just a complete competition of strength, how can the barbarian be at a disadvantage, he is a cultivator who is higher than the other party, and he is also a barbarian refiner, born with divine power, and his physical body is unparalleled!"
The crowd couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.
Zhao Xin looked at the crowd in the Honghuang Hall in the distance, Jiang Yuan and the others had calm faces, without any surprise, and maintained a faint smile.
"He should be a person with a special physique, maybe a king physique!"
The convict frowned and said with a solemn face.
"This can be explained, but it's still unbelievable that this legendary physique can appear here!"
Luo Yu sighed faintly.
Wu Man was completely suppressed at this moment, his hands had cracked, blood was constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his face was extremely hideous, but he was still wielding a bone knife without a trace of flinching.
Taishan's face was filled with an excited smile, and the golden blood was exuding around his body, and the golden blade was just constantly slashing, and it seemed that there was no point in attacking the barbarian, but every time he slashed down, it was shocked by the barbarian's qi and blood, and the blood continued to overflow the corners of his mouth, sliding down his increasingly pale face.
A gust of wind swept up, the petals flew and the fragrance of the flowers drifted freely.
The cloth shoes worn by Tarzan burst into pieces, and scattered in all directions, a pit appeared on the ground, and a muffled thunder sounded above the sea of flowers.
The black barbarian body in front of Tarzan was knocked out miserably, and it flew into the distance violently, and fell to the ground fiercely, the lilacs on the soil under him were crushed, and the ground cracked all around.
A lot of blood was sprinkled in front of Wu Man's body, but his bone knife was still in his hand, and it didn't fall off.
He didn't make any sound, just struggled to stand up, his eyes revealing unyielding.
Seeing this, Taishan's expression became solemn, and he held his sword horizontally in front of him.
Immediately after, he drew his sword, he didn't want to give Wu Man a chance, even if Wu Man was able to stand up to surprise him, it also made him feel an inexplicable emotion, but he knew that this victory or defeat was no longer a duel between the two, but a contest between the two holy lands.
"Ahh
The barbarian stepped forward with his sword, roaring, the bone knife carrying a hurricane, and the layers of runes on the knife glowed with silver brilliance, like a galaxy falling down.
"Boom!"
There was a loud explosion, and the brilliant light spread out in the center of the two people.
The dazzling light was mixed with the sound of steel breaking, and the brilliance dissipated, and the black man's bone knife was cut alive, and his body flew backwards, and drops of blood were scattered.
Taishan continued to step forward, the sword momentum was still the same, slashing towards the barbarian, his eyes exuded a coldness, there was no mercilessness, this was to the death of the barbarian.
"Enough!"
In the nick of time, the convict shouted angrily.
The figure disappeared in place in an instant, stretched out his hand to block the deadly sword, and with a slight backhand shock, Tarzan took a few steps backwards.
"Could it be that this is the rule of your Chaos Immortal Sect's life-and-death duel?"
Jiang Yuan sneered, his face was not good.
The prisoner's face was pale, and he didn't answer, but he just took out the healing pill in his arms and asked Wu Man to take it.
"This Wuman is Elder Wang Qiankun's personal disciple, and the criminal master belongs to Elder Wang's lineage, and now the criminal master is at least seriously injured, no wonder the senior brother is angry. ”
Wang Xiaoer whispered.
"I'm afraid it's hard to be good next!"
Bai Yunfei's eyes were solemn, and he didn't know when, he also came to Zhao Xin's side.
At this time, Taishan, who was standing in front of Jiang Yuan, regained his composure and provoked the prisoner: "That person in his hand is just a waste, and he is vulnerable!"
"Who are you?"
Murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the prisoner, and he stared at Taishan and said.
"He is the seventh holy son of our Flood Desolation Temple!"
Jiang Yuan replied for Taishan.
"What!"
Everyone in the Chaos Immortal Sect couldn't help but be surprised, Holy Son, this is a supreme glory, and it also affirms that Taishan is a proud son of the sky.
The torturer was silent, his expression was still indifferent, but the killing intent in his eyes had receded, and it was obvious that the identity of the seventh holy son of the Honghuang Hall had shocked him.
Seeing this, the momentum of the Chaos Immortal Gate was a little weaker, like a deflated ball.
"Who else would dare to fight?"
Tarzan was aggressive and took a heavy step forward.
Most of the people in the Chaos Immortal Sect fell silent, some were indignant, some were unwilling, and some lowered their heads to express their shame.
"No one?"
Taishan said with a mocking face, and then suddenly said loudly, "Could it be that no one in the Chaos Immortal Gate dares to fight with me?"
Everyone bowed their heads in shame, there are people here who are stronger than Mount Tai, but they are all supernatural secret realms, even if they go forward at this moment, they will only have a reputation of bullying the small, and it will not be much better than now.
"It turns out that the Chaos Immortal Gate is nothing more than that. ”
Tarzan said disdainfully.
Everyone was indignant, clenched their fists, and some even began to draw their swords to slash Mount Tai forward, but the prisoner stood in front of everyone, but no one dared to cross his figure.
At this moment, Luo Yu took a step forward, his eyes were cold, and it seemed that he was about to make a move.
"Let me do it. ”
Zhao Xin suddenly appeared in front of Luo Yu and stopped her.
Luo Yu's beautiful eyes turned around, a touch of red appeared on her delicate face, and her delicate body trembled slightly.