Chapter 1177: Indiscriminate Killing
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone present showed puzzled expressions.
And this sentence is exactly what an old man sitting on it said.
I saw that this old man was carrying a long sword behind his back, and it was obvious that this old man was from the Phantom Sword Gate.
Just now, the disciple of the Phantom Sword Sect was knocked off the stage by Wu Xiaorui's punch, and his face was very embarrassed, so he came out directly at this time, and said in a deep voice.
"As we all know, a Jindan stage Great Perfection cultivator, even if he is as strong as a monk in the early Yuan Infant Stage, but so what?"
"That's just a piece of waste. ”
As soon as these words were spoken, many people were filled with righteous indignation.
But the strength of this old man is in the early stage of the concentration period, don't look at it, there is a small level, but for most people, it is an insurmountable gap.
There are even most people who can't reach it in their lifetime from the early to the middle stage, let alone such a leap between large ranks.
So many people are dissatisfied, but they don't say it.
"Of course, I'm talking about monks below the mid-infant stage. ”
As soon as these words came out, many people immediately felt that they had nothing to do with them.
The old man then said slowly: "Of course, if a low-level monk wants to single-handedly challenge a high-level monk, it is not impossible. ”
"I once read a secret book that recorded a cult technique that can burn people's life force and give it to ghosts and gods, and then use it to be more powerful, far beyond their own strength. ”
"So I think this person is like that, so this magic weapon should not be given to him. ”
There was a bang, and the audience was in an uproar.
What's going on?
originally thought that this magic weapon must be iron and iron in Wu Xiaorui's hands.
I didn't expect such a situation to happen.
actually said that Wu Xiaorui was burning his life force, and also said that Wu Xiaorui was a cult person.
It's really incomprehensible.
Zhao Wenwu directly shouted loudly: "How do you say this? What you haven't seen doesn't mean it doesn't exist, take a step back, even if it's a burning life source power, then why can't you give it to him? Even if you take a step back, even if you can't give it to him, you can give us both, so why can't you give out magic weapons?"
As soon as Zhao Wenwu's words came out, all the audience present were divided into two factions.
One faction is for Wu Xiaorui's side, and the other faction is against Zhongshan's side.
Supporting Wu Xiaorui's side is naturally sympathy for these low-level people and the same age.
And the opposition to Wu Xiaorui's side is naturally jealous that Wu Xiaorui can obtain such a magic weapon.
This magic weapon is not only for one person, if it is used properly, the whole family can obtain the benefits of this magic weapon.
It is even possible to use these magic weapons to revitalize a family.
So there are a lot of people with red eyes.
As soon as Zhao Wenwu said this, he said.
Immediately, the old man was a little speechless, but after a while, he snorted coldly: "The old man said no, it can't be done, this son cheats, and people in the cult should be killed, and so are his teammates." ”
Such a sentence is to kill the three players who won the championship directly.
This sentence was extremely vicious, and suddenly the atmosphere of the whole scene became extremely tense.
Ye Shengxue and the others looked at this situation below, they were almost stupid, they didn't expect this situation to be dramatically reversed.
And this old man looks like the leader brought by the Phantom Sword Gate this time, and he has the absolute right to speak.
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect can be regarded as a large sect among the hidden sects.
Everyone's eyes were on Wu Xiaorui.
"Death! All cults should be put to death. At this time, someone shouted above, and this wave of rhythm directly brought the whole thing, and the rhythm of the half time was shouting this sentence.
Wu Xiaorui didn't speak, and now this place is completely the other party's words.
At the same time, Wu Xiaorui also secretly decided that as long as he could break through, he would definitely take revenge.
However, the old man forgot that he did not initiate this fight, but he didn't care, he was just a participant.
The real right to speak is still in the hands of Xuanji Zhenren, as long as he doesn't speak, then Wu Xiaorui's party will not be fine.
Similarly, as long as he is willing to give the magic weapon to Wu Xiaorui, then no one can say anything else.
Therefore, everyone's eyes are on the real person.
Many people thought that the Xuanji real person and the old man were also hidden sects, and they would definitely not help Wu Xiaorui's side, and would even directly give Wu Xiaorui to the cook, and even began to regret it.
It's a pity that the next sentence of the mysterious real person quieted down the people who were still shouting slogans just now.
"Calm down, this is the award ceremony of this sect, and it has nothing to do with other people. ”
Xuanji said bluntly.
As soon as these words came out, it means that what the old man said just now was completely like a fart.
And this old man and the Xuanji real person were both cultivated in the early stage of the Concentration Period, but this does not mean that the strength of the two is about the same.
As an old-school monk, Xuanji Zhenren is indeed still a lot stronger, as long as she opened her mouth, the old man was extremely angry, but she didn't interject.
Immediately afterwards, this magic weapon was distributed to Wu Xiaorui's hands.
Good clothes...... Wu Xiaorui looked at the magic weapon in front of him, the texture was soft to the touch, delicate and gentle, and without hesitation, he directly transmitted it to himself.
Wu Xiaorui instantly felt that this magic weapon was integrated with himself, as if there was no restraint.
When Xuanji Zhenren gave Wu Xiaorui a magic weapon, he said slowly: "This magic weapon can not only resist attacks, but also have a function that can withstand cold and heat. ”
"I hope you have a good rest, this road is getting farther and farther, if you need any help, you can come to me. ”
After saying this, Xuanji Zhenren walked to the back.
Wu Xiaorui looked at the mysterious real person, and couldn't help but sigh, they are all high-level monks, why is there such a big difference between their personalities?
Zhao Wenwu whispered beside him, "How is it?"
Wu Xiaorui opened his mouth and said, "Comfortable." ”
The two cast envious glances.
Wu Xiaorui felt that the eyes of the two of them began to become a little unkind, so he said with a smile: "It's okay, if there is anything in the future, I will definitely come over to help." ”
As soon as these words came out, the man withdrew his gaze slightly.
After a few battles, the relationship between the three of them is not what it used to be.
Wu Xiaorui's cultivation is low, but his strength is not low.
Just when the three of them were complacent, the familiar voice sounded again: "It's something, even if you reduce the attack by 60%, the old man will kill you in the next place." ”