"Even if the official abandons the Western Regions and the Dalin Temple, I will not abandon it!"

Click!

With his fists clenched, Deng Jiuling thought secretly.

After staying in Dalin Temple for almost a month, Deng Jiuling already had feelings for this place.

Although Deng Jiuling still hates those evil people.

But Deng Jiuling understood that none of the disciples under his command were bad people.

They are just ordinary people, and there is nothing wrong with them.

Three mountains, 30,000 disciples!

If these 30,000 people are directly killed by evil, what is the matter?

Moreover, according to Deng Jiuling's estimate, the disciples of the seventy-two mountains should all be about the same.

Putting these disciples aside, Lan Jian, Zhou Feixue, Little Fat Man, Luda, and Xuan Sange ......

These people, unconsciously, have integrated into Deng Jiuling's life and become a part of life.

Deng Jiuling does not think about other people, and does not want the tragedy of his friends, brothers and women.

"It seems that I have to improve my strength as soon as possible, strive to rise, and then open up the passage of Dalin Temple to the outside world. Deng Jiuling thought secretly.

It has always been mysterious where the entrance to Daelimji Temple is.

When Li Killshen left, he did not leak the specific news to Deng Jiuling.

Deng Jiuling only knew that in Dalin Temple, there were indeed official people.

But who are the specific people, Li Killing God did not say.

Perhaps, even Li Killing God will not know.

This secret is too wide, Li Killing God may have a heart, but he is powerless to tell Deng Jiuling.

In short, whatever the truth of the matter, that's not the point.

The point is that when Li Kills God leaves.

Deng Jiuling's impression of the official has reached an extremely bad point.

"It seems that at any time, relying on friends is unreliable after all. ”

"People, after all, still have to rely on themselves!"

Taking a sharp breath, Deng Jiuling floated away from the Seventh Mountain.

What is the use of retreat?

Deng Jiuling's current Heavenly Punishment Holy Body has been cultivated to an extreme.

Further, it's already hard!

That's right!

Why Cultivate?

If you don't accept it, you will fight!

If you don't feel good, do it!

From today on, the smiling dragon Aotian - return!

Deng Jiuling walked very fast and soon descended at the gate of the main hall of the tenth mountain.

"Stop coming!"

"Stop!"

Immediately, a disciple walked out!

"Let you, lords, come out to me at once. ”

Standing with his hands in his hands, Deng Jiuling said lightly.

"Presumptuous!"

"An ant-like lowly thing, the hall master is what you want to see, and you can see it?"

Immediately, a disciple came out and scolded.

"Get out!"

Bang!

Deng Jiuling shouted, and the two disciples of the Tenth Mountain instantly knelt on the ground.

Bang Dang!

The next moment, Deng Jiuling rose into the air and smashed the plaque of the main hall of the Tenth Mountain with one kick.

"From this day forward, the tenth mountain will be under the jurisdiction of my seventh mountain, and whoever refuses to accept it will come to war!"

The sound is like thunder, shocking the sky.

"How can it be!"

"Bold!"

Whoa!

The voice fell, the door of the temple opened, and hundreds of big men with big knives and temples bulging high came out hideously.

Then, a fierce man in a brocade robe, his eyes flashed, and he continued in front of Deng Jiuling.

"The hall master is here. ”

"Great, the hall master is out of the customs!"

"The hall master has been in retreat for three years, and it seems that he has broken through to the realm of the Nine Rank Grandmaster. ”

"In this year's Outer Gate Advanced Competition, the hall master will definitely be able to rank in the top ten!"

The disciples who came to watch were talking a lot, and they all looked at the brocade-clothed man with admiration.

"Who are you that dare to come to my tenth temple to make trouble? The brocade-clothed man shouted coldly.

Deng Jiuling is very strong.

From Deng Jiuling's body, the brocade-clothed man felt it, a breath that made him uncomfortable.

But!

As a newly advanced Ninth Rank Grandmaster, the brocade-clothed man is proud.

The cultivation of the nine grades, among the miscellaneous disciples, is already an invincible existence.

In addition to the Western Regions Shuangjiao and Xiao Yan.

Among these seventy-two mountains, no one in brocade clothes needs to be afraid!

This is the confidence of the man in brocade!

Three years of retreat, summer practice, winter practice!

How many winds, frosts, rains and snows, how many winds and rains.

Finally!

Ushered in today's glory!

Excited!

Today, the man in brocade was very excited, and suddenly felt that the three years of penance were very worthwhile.

Even the brocade-clothed man felt that even if he met the hall master of the first three mountains, he would be able to fight for it!

As for Deng Jiuling?

Scum!

How dare you come to trouble today, then Lao Tzu will destroy you!

"I am the master of the seventh mountain, Xiao Jiu, from today onwards, I will cover the field of the tenth mountain!"

Standing with his hands in his hands, Deng Jiuling said lightly.

After talking to Li Killing God, Deng Jiuling's originally low-key Dao heart gradually became high-profile.

Deng Jiuling is not a low-key person, never has been!

In fact, whether it is in the East China Sea, or in the South China Sea, or in the North Hades.

Deng Jiuling is standing at the pinnacle, overlooking the existence of everyone.

Even if it is hiding in the Western Regions, it is within the rules of Dalin Temple.

Deng Jiuling felt that he could also become the strongest handyman!

Who said that a handyman is not as good as a dog?

I, Deng Jiuling, let millions of disciples see what it means to be the strongest in history - miscellaneous servants!

The journey begins from this tenth mountain!

And the man in brocade clothes is Deng Jiuling, the first stepping stone.

And yet, at the moment!

For the man in brocade, Deng Jiuling is just a stepping stone for him.

"It turns out that you, this kid, are Zhen Sanshan. ”

As soon as he heard Deng Jiuling's words, the brocade-clothed man suddenly laughed, and he smiled very disdainfully:

"Boy, others are afraid of you, but Lao Tzu is not afraid of you. ”

"In this way, if you want to fight, I will fight, let's sign a contract, life and death battle, how about it?"

The brocade-clothed man laughed loudly, his smile full of excitement.

Deng Jiuling swept across the three mountains, and this incident shook the seventy-two mountains, causing many discussions among the disciples.

But in fact, this kind of name is not a good name.

In the eyes of many disciples, the reason why Deng Jiuling was able to ascend to the throne was purely by one mouth.

The third brother of the eighth mountain Xuan, who was originally a cook, had average martial arts.

Zhou Feixue of the ninth mountain, although she has high martial arts, is a girl.

And Deng Jiuling is even more ridiculous, just a lowest-level vegetable handyman who has just started.

If you want to say that Deng Jiuling's martial arts are high, no one will believe it.

The most widely circulated saying is that Deng Jiuling married the third brother Xuan and Xiao Yan.

and used "despicable" means to soak Zhou Feixue.

Then, with the help of the power of the three powers, Deng Jiuling successfully ascended to the position.

Deng Jiuling knew this statement.

At that time, Ruda and others were very angry.

But Deng Jiuling just smiled and didn't speak.

I, Deng Jiuling, have acted all my life, so why do I need to explain it to others?

This kind of fiction is real, true and false.

In fact, for Deng Jiuling, it is a good thing.

Because Deng Jiuling needed to be low-key at that time, he didn't want to get too much attention.

But nowadays, it's different!

Now, Deng Jiuling, be high-profile!

Only by being high-profile can Deng Jiuling gain a greater voice in Dalin Temple!

Only with a high profile can Deng Jiuling control his fate and obtain the qualification for negotiations with the high-level people of Dalin Temple!

As for challenging many mountains, Deng Jiuling has long had a plan for this matter.

According to the rules of the Dalin Code, the hall masters of each mountain are allowed to challenge each other.

But in the brutal fighting, some mountains were so powerful that they directly swept through many peaks.

Eventually, a monopoly is formed!

In view of this situation, after the end of the Qing Dynasty, the upper echelons of Dalin Temple re-added some regulations.

Although it is still necessary to follow the Dalin Code, the seventy-two hall lords are allowed to challenge each other.

But the challenged hall master, if he finds himself too strong, can refuse the challenge.

No way!

If others are poor in martial arts, what do they want to challenge you to do?

Is it possible to let the weak challenge it?

Therefore, from now on, the rules challenged by the hall master are in vain and completely scrapped.

But!

Deng Jiuling, but different!

The hall masters of the seventy-two mountains all looked down on Deng Jiuling, thinking that Deng Jiuling was a coward, a lewd ruffian who ate soft rice.

In the face of such a scum hall master, the brocade-clothed man is naturally confident.

"Hall Master, beware of deception. The butler said tentatively.

"In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are scum!"

The brocade-clothed man laughed loudly, laughing very disdainfully: "If you want to fight, I will fight!"

"Well, from today onwards, I will take you as a servant. Deng Jiuling nodded, looking appreciative.

The Jinyi man has very high martial arts, and he is also a hero, very courageous, and a good man.

Such a talent, Deng Jiuling naturally can't miss it.

It's just that!

As soon as Deng Jiuling's words came out, the disciples of the Tenth Mountain were immediately furious.

"Xiao Jiu, don't pretend to be forced, wait a while, my hall master will tear you up with his bare hands!"

The butler looked excited and scolded.

"No need to talk nonsense, sign a contract!" Deng Jiuling said lightly.

"It's crazy!"

"Hall Master, get him, get him!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

Roar!

The disciples of the Tenth Mountain raised their big swords one after another, roaring incessantly.

In this regard, Deng Jiuling disagreed, and quickly signed the contract.

The brocade-clothed man didn't talk nonsense, and signed and drew a pledge.

"The contract is officially established, and the rules of the tournament are no rules. ”

An old man who acted as a referee explained, "If the Lord of the Nine Halls of Xiao wins, he will gain the right to rule the Tenth Mountain. ”

"If the Hall Master Lin Siming wins, he will gain the right to rule the Seventh Mountain. ”

"The competition begins, and it is limited to one stick of incense, regardless of life or death!"

Jingling!

When the bell of the decisive battle rang, the brocade-clothed man took off his clothes, revealing a sturdy pimple of flesh.

Drink ha!

The brocade-clothed man did not rush to attack, but exhaled like thunder and began to punch on the spot.

One move and one style, the tiger is vigorous, containing thunderous coercion.

Even!

At this moment, the eyes of the disciples of the Tenth Mountain lit up, as if they had seen a leopard.

"The hall master's leopard fist seems to have broken through to the realm of perfection. ”

"Awesome, my hall master!"

"Kneel down to the hall master!"

"Hall Master, please take my knees!"

The terrifying fist style of the brocade-clothed man made the shocked disciples tremble, their eyes filled with awe and excitement.

"Xiao Jiu, if you surrender now, the lord of this hall will accept you as a dog and spare you from death!"

The brocade-clothed man suddenly stopped practicing boxing, not moving like a pine, majestic and majestic.

"If you want to fight, look for it, don't talk nonsense!" Standing with his hands in his hands, Deng Jiuling said lightly.

"Look for death!"

Roar!

The brocade-clothed man let out a long roar, and a thunderous punch containing murderous intent rushed in!