"Okay!" Meng Fan nodded to the ten new people on stage.

"That ......" the ten newcomers looked at Meng Fan in fear and asked, "Physical cultivation also has the technique of physical cultivation, little deputy palace master, dare to ask what technique you used to defeat Vajra Daoist just now?" ”

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the audience unanimously pricked up their ears.

They really want to know!

In case you meet someone who can perform the same spell in the future, you must walk around and never offend the other party.

Glancing at the quiet crowd, Meng Fan opened his mouth and said three words: "Extreme Dao Technique." ”

The crowd listened and memorized these three words with great effort!

That is, these three words, in the days to come, quickly spread throughout the entire eighteen mountains, especially those who practiced the body, after learning in detail about Meng Fan's deeds of defeating the ten great King Kongs with the Extreme Dao Technique, he admired the Extreme Dao Technique, and looked forward to learning one trick and two styles.

And the Ten King Kongs have become hot because of this, and there is an endless stream of people visiting them, of course, they are all visiting with gifts, just because they have experienced the extreme Dao technique of the little deputy palace master, they could never have imagined that they would win fame in this special way and make their lives easier.

After hearing the name of the Extreme Daojutsu, the ten new people on stage made a request.

Ask Meng Fan not to use the Extreme Dao Technique on them, they are willing to try Meng Fan's technique.

As a result, Meng Fan just easily pinched a trick, and the gravel that had just exploded on the stage condensed into a stone dragon, and ten people fell on the stage one after another.

Meng Fan used the fossils spawned by the Perfect Slashing Seven Realms as Jiao, which was not something that ordinary monks could stop, even if one of the ten people had already ascended the Heavenly Gate.

Then ten more people came to power and were defeated by Meng Fan's condensing sword.

Every time he fights against someone, Meng Fan doesn't kill him, he just knocks the opponent unconscious, and even admonishes the opponent a few words before making a move, just like he treats the top ten King Kongs, which makes the rest of the people have no worries, and they follow one after another......

Qian Deng couldn't understand it, why did Meng Fan do this?

Isn't it normal to fight against life and death, how many people die?

Do you still want to redeem your notoriety?

The strategist Zhao Zhong also frowned tightly, speculating about Meng Fan's thoughts, and then, he quietly passed on the message to a henchman beside him, and the henchman secretly left.

The battle on the stage continued.

After a monk fell into the fire of Meng Fan's heart calamity, he sat on the stage like a child and cried, saying that he missed his old mother at home, and also wanted an old willow tree under the courtyard wall, and had been cultivating for many years, but he didn't know if the old mother was still alive, and the willow tree was still there, so Meng Fan generously gave him a Xuan ticket and asked him to buy some things in Qingqiu City and go home to see......

After the defeat and the Xuan Ticket was taken, the monks outside the city who came to power were much more enthusiastic.

With the passage of time, more and more people were unconscious on the stage, which was spectacular, and Meng Fan also took the True Spirit Pill in front of everyone, which was more powerful than the Gathering Spirit Pill, which also made everyone think that his true qi was greatly depleted, and they saw the hope of defeating him.

In order to accumulate the number of people, Meng Fan slowly tempted.

The monks outside the city, who did not know the truth, kept taking the stage......

Fortunately, at the beginning of the establishment of the Yanwutai, it took into account the need for a broad space for the battle of the strong, and the area of the Yanwutai was built to a large extent, and it was no problem to lie down with hundreds of people.

Zhang Wuling, who had been standing not far from fennel, quietly left.

The reason why he left was because he received news from his disciple that the storyteller who had slandered Meng Fan's reputation was leaving Qingqiu City.

The storyteller is the key person who justifies Meng Fan's name, and he must not be allowed to leave the city!

Da-da-da-da!

On a street in Qingqiu City, a carriage suddenly appeared.

The old storyteller was sitting in the carriage of the carriage, and two people were sitting outside the carriage.

The identities of those two people were inexplicable, and they drove the carriage to the city gate quickly, fortunately, all the monks gathered at the Yanwutai today, and there was no one on the street, otherwise it was likely that the carriage would hit a few.

"Xiaofu, it's been three years since Grandpa went out, I don't know if you still remember Grandpa?"

The storyteller sat nervously in the carriage, clutching a bulging package that squirmed as if it contained a living thing.

"The reason why grandpa is so good at storytelling, and people love to listen to it, is because our family has an ancestral secret technique, which can imperceptibly bewitch people's souls, so that they are willing to give grandpa a lot of money, grandpa has never said bad things about others before, what he said is some Taoist legends, but this time, grandpa made a mistake and arranged a lot of poisonous stories to harm a person called the little deputy palace master, grandpa talked to the guys in the teahouse in private, the little deputy palace master is not a bad person, but the people who are bewitched by grandpa will treat him as a bad person......"

"Xiaofu, do you know that there are at least more than 500 people who have been bewitched by grandpa, and these more than 500 people have been passed on by word of mouth, which is enough to make the little deputy palace master famous in the cultivation world, which can be regarded as completely ruining him...... I'll never see my little grandson again!"

The old storyteller's voice choked up, and the old man burst into tears.

"But Xiaofu! Grandpa can't help it, your father died early, and your mother remarried elsewhere, if grandpa doesn't support this family, you and grandma won't be able to live! This time, the owner who hired grandpa to tell the story was very generous, every day in the teahouse, he would give grandpa a thousand Xuan, all exchanged for gold and silver, we can't spend it in a few lifetimes, haven't you always envied the heroes who come and go, these Xuanzi tickets, can send you into some good Taoist sects, you can also go high!"

The storyteller remembered his young grandson, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and wept in tears.

The carriage flew out of the city gate, but the guards did not stop it.

The carriage passed through the shantytown, and then traveled less than a mile along a dirt road, when it suddenly stopped, and had to stop, and a dead tree on the side of the road, which was held together by three people, broke at some point and lay in the middle of the road, making it impossible for the carriage to pass.

One of the people sitting outside the carriage jumped out of the carriage and drew his knife to cut off the dead tree to make the way, but the other said no.

"Don't bother it, let's do it here!"

"Do it here?" Lord Zhao said that he must stay away from Qingqiu City for ten miles. ”

"It doesn't matter, now that we're that old man, we can still secretly go back to the city to see the life-and-death battle on the martial arts platform, don't you want to see the little deputy palace master die tragically in disgrace?"

"I want to think about it, but I ......"

"But what's it, I'll do it!"

One of them reached into the carriage and dragged the old storyteller out.

The old storyteller fell to the ground with a bulging package, and opened his mouth to say to the two people: "Two adults, what are you going to do here?"

A cold voice replied to him: "What are you doing?

(End of chapter)