As the hall master of the seventh hall, in the past twenty years, Wang Lun seems to be majestic and indispensable.

But in fact, in secret, Wang Lun has experienced a lot of challenges.

It's just that no matter what challenges he encounters, Wang Lun can talk and laugh and get it easily.

No matter who stopped in front of Wang Lun, it turned into a tragedy.

But the spiritual attack was ineffective, and Wang Lun encountered it for the first time.

This...... What's the situation?

Could it be that the spiritual power of this kid is more powerful than the master of this hall?

Wang Lun, don't believe it!

"I know, this kid is a dumbfounder, and his head is not good!"

Wang Lun's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood everything.

With Wang Lun's spiritual strength, if the enemy wants to resist, there can only be two situations.

First, the spiritual power is stronger than Wang Lun!

Deng Jiuling is just a small chef, if you want to say that he has a strong mental strength, Wang Lun doesn't believe it.

Second, Deng Jiuling is very stupid.

Yes, only a fool can't feel the majestic and terrifying spiritual coercion of the strong.

For example, Tianjiao Xiaoyan of the Seventh Mountain, in Wang Lun's eyes, is a fool.

Because the little fat man is a stunned young man, with a tendon in his head, he can't play with fancy intestines.

This kind of person will not observe words and emotions at all, and he is directly immune to the majesty of the strong.

In Wang Lun's opinion, Deng Jiuling and the little fat man should be all the way.

"No wonder Xiao Yan would bow down to this kid, it turned out that he was a fool. ”

After taking a sip of tea, Wang Lun smiled, smiling with disdain.

Only a fool will be ashamed to speak up and dare to run to the seventh mountain to kick the gym.

"Boy, it's not easy for you to practice, quickly kneel and kowtow to admit your mistakes, and then cut off a finger yourself and get out!"

Wang Lun scolded, and the tiger's eyes were full of disdain.

If Deng Jiuling is very powerful, Wang Lun naturally doesn't mind and fights with him.

But Wang Lun felt that Deng Jiuling was a fool, so he had no interest in fighting him.

It's just a fool, where is the martial arts high?

But!

After hearing this, Deng Jiuling smiled, and smiled very disdainfully: "I came to the Seventh Mountain today to challenge the hall master." ”

The voice is not loud, but it contains an unusually firm self-confidence, and an arrogance that looks down on everything.

It's just that Deng Jiuling's words are matched with his ugly human skin mask and humble status.

This word fell into the ears of everyone, and it became a joke.

"Presumptuous!"

Bang!

threw the teacup in his hand directly to the ground and fell to a pulp. Wang Lun was furious:

"I, Wang Lun, are among the top ten hall masters, and I am in charge of three thousand disciples, how can I be a cat or a dog that can challenge me?"

The more Deng Jiuling was like this, the less interested Wang Lun was in fighting.

It's just a fool, so why bother?

If it weren't for Deng Jiuling beating Huang Fei, and Huang Fei would be Wang Lun's concubine.

Otherwise, Wang Lun wouldn't even bother to come over.

But Deng Jiuling was so "ignorant of the height of the sky", Wang Lun was suddenly angry.

"Article 651 of the Dalin Code, the Lord of the Seventy-Two Temples, shall not refuse any challenge. ”

Deng Jiuling's eyes were indifferent, and he said something that made Wang Lun change color.

"Xiao Jiu, you...... Presumptuous!" Huang Siye was immediately furious.

"Hall master, don't talk nonsense with this kid, just let my brother hack him to death with a knife, chop it into meat sauce and feed it to the dog!"

On crutches, Huang Fei said with a resentful expression.

"Get him, get him!"

"The garbage from the outer mountains actually dares to come to the seventh mountain to be presumptuous?"

"Scum!"

The disciples of the Seventh Mountain roared and roared one by one, looking at Deng Jiuling with disdain.

However, Wang Lun frowned, and a trace of hideous aura flashed in the tiger's eyes.

"Xiao Jiu, you...... Do you really want to PK with this seat?" Wang Lun shouted coldly.

"Of course. Deng Jiuling nodded, his eyes proud: "If you obediently give up the position of the hall master and commit suicide, I can leave you a whole corpse." ”

The voice is not loud, but it contains thunderous confidence and power that is not easy to refuse.

Burst!

As soon as he heard this, Wang Lun's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.

"It's crazy!"

"Vertical arrogance!"

The big men were furious and roared one after another.

"Since you kid are bent on finding death, then this seat will fulfill you!"

Bang!

With a slap on the throne, Wang Lun shouted: "Since you mentioned the Dalin Code, do you know the rules of PK?"

"Of course. Deng Jiuling nodded, looking indifferent.

"Old ...... Boss, according to the PK rules, if you lose, your thousand-strong brothers will all go to the seventh mountain. ”

The yellow-haired little brother was a little excited, and hurriedly persuaded him.

Although the seventh mountain has money, if there is a choice, the yellow-haired little brother is not willing to come.

Because Wang Lun's goods, among the seventy-two mountains, have a very bad reputation.

Legend has it that Wang Lun likes men!

The yellow-haired little brother asked himself, he was still a little handsome.

If Deng Jiuling loses, then the yellow-haired little brother is afraid that it will be a tragedy.

Such a result, the yellow-haired little brother is naturally very unwilling to accept it.

However!

Deng Jiuling smiled slightly, and said confidently: "Don't worry, in my Xiao Jiu's dictionary, there has never been the word 'lose'." ”

"Presumptuous!"

Bang!

Wang Lun was furious, and couldn't help but roar: "Come on, prepare for life and death." ”

Immediately, another disciple, holding the folder, hurried over.

Wang Lun took out a document, signed it, and threw it to Deng Jiuling.

Deng Jiuling didn't say a word, and directly signed and signed the pledge.

"It's over!"

Helping Deng Jiuling hold the documents, the yellow-haired little brother spun around for a while, and he was so shocked that he almost fainted.

Nima, Deng Jiuling died like this, since he really wants to live and die?

The yellow-haired little brother's throat was sweet, and he suddenly wanted to scold!

It's just that!

The little brother of yellow hair knows very well that whether it is Deng Jiuling or Wang Lun, he can't afford to provoke him.

Alas, this is really a fight between immortals, and mortals suffer.

The yellow-haired little brother stood aside in frustration with his head on his head, like a frosted eggplant.

The yellow-haired little brother knows that Deng Jiuling can fight, but if you can beat Luda, it doesn't mean that you can beat Wang Lun.

Wang Lun can be ranked among the top ten hall masters, how can he be an easy person?

"Ah Fei, from tomorrow onwards, you will be the second chef of the eighth mountain, and the master of the green vegetable garden. ”

Wang Lun's majestic voice sounded in the wind.

Hearing this, Huang Fei was stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic: "Thank you, hall master." ”

"From tomorrow, the forces of my seventh mountain will officially enter the eighth mountain. ”

Wang Lun laughed loudly, and said, "Fourth, you go and prepare, a celebration banquet will be held tonight, and the brothers will not be drunk." ”

"Yes. Huang Siye grinned, and his mouth couldn't close when he smiled.

Although the seventy-two mountains are all miscellaneous servants, the number of miscellaneous servants is very terrifying.

The disciples of Dalin Temple, known as millions of people, are majestic and majestic, and they are a stroke of a cow.

But in fact, there are not many real elite disciples of Dalin Temple.

In Dalin Temple, more than 80% of the population is gathered on the top of the 72 mountains.

There was once a powerful joke that whoever can dominate the seventy-two mountains will become the uncrowned king and have supreme power.

However, this is just a joke, and no one takes it seriously.

Because 80% of the population is at the bottom of society.

The meaning of their existence is to serve the elite of 20%!

And the population of the seventy-two mountains, the distance falls, and it is controlled by the lord of the seventy-two halls.

There are seventy-two halls in Dalin Temple, and they fight among themselves.

Even, even the common people of the entire Western Regions have become pawns of Dalin Temple, being manipulated by the seventy-two halls and killing each other.

But these competitions belong to the elite of 20%!

And the remaining 80%, naturally, also have to compete.

The miscellaneous servants in the Dalin Temple have made so many resources and halls just to encourage them to compete.

According to the requirements of the Dalin Code, the disciples of Dalin Temple can PK each other, but they cannot kill each other.

But!

This rule, in fact, protects 20%

The 80% of the life and death, the high-level of Dalin Temple, will not care.

It's not that the top doesn't want to manage, but there are too many trivial things and too many people to manage.

Therefore, among the seventy-two mountains, the competition is more cruel and fierce than the seventy-two halls.

But!

The upper echelons of Dalin Temple still designated a rule that could not be violated.

That's ......

Seventy-two mountains, do not step into other mountains to develop forces!

Two mountains can compete with each other, but they cannot directly invade each other's mountains.

But there is one case, which is an exception.

For example, today, Deng Jiuling directly pressed his identity and status and proposed to fight Wang Lun to the death.

In this battle, if Deng Jiuling loses, not only will his identity and status be lost, but he will also die.

In turn, Wang Lun lost, and it was the same.

This kind of battle is almost rare in Dalin Temple.

Because Wang Lun has a very high status, he is a temple master.

If Wang Lun loses, the seventh mountain in the future will belong to Deng Jiuling.

It's a bet that's too costly.

In history, the top-ranked hall masters also tried to challenge Wang Lun.

But Wang Lun directly refused.

Because, according to the rules of the Secret Dao Dalin Code, if the challenger is stronger than Wang Lun, Wang Lun has the right to refuse.

Unless the challenger is lower than Wang Lun, Wang Lun will fight.

After this rule was determined, it was once complained and dissatisfied by the disciples of the Seventy-two Mountains.

But Wang Lun, a hall master, was very excited and felt very cool.

Nonsense, only accept the challenge of the weak, will Wang Lun lose?

Of course not!

The existence of this rule made the smell of gunpowder in the seventy-two mountains suddenly weakened a lot.

Because of this new rule, in the seventy-two mountains, in the past hundred years, there has never been a hero who spans multiple mountains.

Can ...... today?

When Deng Jiuling applied for a challenge, Wang Lun was immediately happy.

Because of this battle, Wang Lun has an absolute chance of winning!

If Wang Lun defeated Deng Jiuling.

The benefits he obtained were not as simple as Deng Jiuling's 1,000 men.

This means that Wang Lun can ignore the new rules and directly challenge Third Brother Xuan.

And Third Brother Xuan can't refuse yet.

As long as the power of the seventh mountain intervenes in the eighth mountain.

In a sense, Wang Lun also became a disciple of the Eighth Mountain.

PK on the same hill does not need to follow the new rules.

So this battle, for Wang Lun, is very high.

"The rules of the game, whether life or death, are limited to one stick of incense. ”

The next moment, Huang Fei's voice resounded through the sky.

As the words fell, everyone stepped back and gave up their positions.

Important notice of this site: Please use the free app of this site, break the anti-piracy, update quickly, members synchronize the bookshelf, please pay attention to () Download the free reader!!