Chapter 153: Xia Fengle, a good name
Cheng Mo sat on the chair, Ye Xuan, and Ji Shutu stood on both sides, one left and one right, and behind them stood the twenty disciples of the arrogant immortal sect with the highest cultivation.
Seeing that someone finally came, Cheng Molang said: "Welcome to my arrogant immortal faction challenge." ”
Someone sent it to the door to help the arrogant immortal faction complete the sect promotion challenge, Cheng Mo was of course very happy, and he couldn't wait to sing a song about our people, I am really happy to express the joy in my heart.
Cheng Mo crossed Erlang's legs, and the smile on his face couldn't stop showing.
Opposite side.
Qin Hai, the Great Elder of the Yunxiang Sect, walked proudly in front of Cheng Mo with twenty disciples, his hands behind his back, and his eyes proud.
The twenty disciples standing behind him, judging from the breath of the air, must be martial artists and their rank is not low.
There are ten beginner-level martial artists, seven middle-level martial artists, two high-level martial artists, and one Duan martial sect.
Qin Hai looked at Cheng Mo and said with a resentful expression: "Which of you is in charge?"
Cheng Mo was stunned, he was sitting like this, wasn't it like?
So with the eyes of an idiot, he looked at Qin Haidao and said, "This seat is not like it, or do you have bad eyes and are a little blind?"
"You!"
Qin Hai didn't expect Cheng Mo to be so arrogant, and then said: "Old man, the Great Elder of the Yunxiang Sect of Yanyang County, and our Yunxiang Sect is a fifth-rate sect, and behind it is the third-rate sect Shura Sect. ”
Qin Hai paused slightly, stretched out his hand and pointed to the painting Jiangshan and said, "Just now, this guy from your sect slapped the old man and killed the old man's mount, do you want to give the old man an explanation?"
Cheng Mo said interestingly: "What do you want to say?"
"You, slap yourself a hundred times, and you are offering all the female disciples you sent to the old man, and the old man can consider not reporting these things to the sect. ”
Qin Hai's gaze swept over the poems and ice, Fang Lingxi, and Xiaowan and others, revealing a lustful look.
And the group of disciples behind him said, "Great Elder, leave a few for us!"
"Direction, the old man has finished eating, it's all yours. ”
Qin Hai smiled strangely, as if the arrogant female disciple was in his bag at the moment.
Cheng Mo glanced at Qin Hai in disgust, then looked at Ji Shutu and said, "It's just a disciple competition, right." ”
"Yes!"
After getting the confirmation, Cheng Mo said lightly: "Painting hall master, this old man is useless, let's kill it directly." ”
After thinking for a while, he added: "I don't want to see his corpse, take it away and kill it, don't dirty the sect's environment." ”
"You dare!"
Qin Hai originally thought that the arrogant head would be jealous of the strength behind him, but he didn't expect it to be even crazier than painting the country, so he just said a few words, and he was going to kill himself.
Painting Jiangshan stepped forward, directly lifted Qin Hai up, and left the arrogant immortal faction with a flash.
It's too simple for a Martial Emperor with a domain to kill a Martial King, and it's also a kendo realm.
The current painting of rivers and mountains, even if Chu Yao breaks through to the fifth stage of the Martial Emperor, Chu Yao will not be his opponent, because Chu Yao's domain is an auxiliary domain, and the domain of painting rivers and mountains is the main killing and attacking extreme sword domain.
As for how to kill Qin Hai in the painting of Jiangshan, Cheng Mo didn't care at all, it would be miserable anyway.
Because Qin Hai's lewd gaze had swept towards Hua Xiaowan just now, who was Hua Xiaowan, that was the daughter who was quite indebted to Hua Jiangshan's heart, it is estimated that it is not so easy for Qin Hai to die now, if Qin Hai is not tortured, Hua Jiangshan will not kill him.
Cheng Mo suddenly changed his face, with a warm smile on his face, and looked at the twenty disciples of the Yunxiang Sect and said, "Jun Chang smiled and said, "Meet friends with martial arts, discuss the Tao, and welcome." ”
These twenty disciples felt their hearts twitch slightly at this time, their own great elder was taken away like this, could they still live?
"Now, there are two choices before you. ”
Cheng Mo looked at them and said solemnly: "One, one-on-one with this group of disciples behind me, the winner can leave alive." Two, die!"
The twenty disciples of the Yunxiang Sect looked at the disciples behind Cheng Mo in unison, and found that the strength was just like that, only three of them had a higher cultivation, and the others were all junior and intermediate martial artists, and the martial arts, exercises, and equipment of the Ninth Rank Sect were definitely not as good as those of the Fifth Rank Sect.
So, the Yunxiang Sect disciple who had a section of the Martial Sect looked at Cheng Mo and said, "I hope you are the talker." ”
"Of course, this seat is a talker. ”
Cheng Mo smiled kindly, and then said to the twenty disciples behind him, "Wang Lingxuan, you go to fight him." ”
"Yes!"
Wang Lingxuan had been holding his breath for a long time, and all morning, he was frantically targeted by the painter in the gym, Wang Lingxuan couldn't understand what was wrong with his arrogant eyes, why he was crazy about him.
Actually, the reason is very simple.
Wang Lingxuan is too handsome, and he is worried that he will arch his good cabbage and paint Xiaowan in the future.
If Wang Lingxuan knew that Hua Jiangshan thought so in his heart, he would definitely vomit blood, he was an existence that wanted to reach the peak of martial arts, and it was impossible to arch his cabbage, woman, it was a burden.
With a spear in his hand, Wang Lingxuan came to the front of the Martial Sect disciple and said proudly: "Trash, if you can hold on for ten seconds without dying, I will spare you." ”
"You!"
The Martial Sect disciple probed Wang Lingxuan's cultivation and the eighth stage of the Martial Master, so he said angrily: "Miscellaneous, die early." ”
Cheng Mo looked at Ji Shutu on the side and said, "City Lord Ji, how about you be a referee?"
"Yes, Master"
Ji Shutu liked this kind of work, agreed and took a step forward.
Cheng Mo turned his head to look at the group of disciples and said, "The fifth-rate sect came to our ninth-rate sect to discuss martial arts, and the city lord gave us a referee, so that the arrogant immortal sect flourished, and the little ones, don't you applaud and welcome?"
"Bang bang. ”
Hearing this, all the disciples applauded in unison to show their welcome, but they were muttering in their hearts, the head is so shameless.
The corners of Ji Shutu's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly said: "The competition between the Yunxiang Sect and the disciples of the Arrogant Immortal Sect will start in the first game. ”
Not to mention, Ji Shutu looked serious at this time, and he looked presentable.
This is the first time Ji Shutu has presided over a martial arts competition, and he is still hosting the arrogant immortal faction of his own sect with unlimited potential, and he also has a little honor in his heart.
Long before this group of people came in, Cheng Mo gave a death order, and not a single person was allowed to stay.
Wang Lingxuan's fighting spirit was high at this time, and he had a kind of posture of sweeping the battlefield with a spear in his hand, showing my arrogant and majestic posture.
Looking at the Yunxiang Sect's Martial Sect disciple, he said disdainfully: "Trash, don't say I didn't remind you, you'd better make a move first, otherwise, you won't even have a chance to make a move." ”
"Humph!"
The Yunxiang Sect disciple said disdainfully: "How can I, Xia Fengle, be scared? A garbage martial artist, I'm afraid you don't know what the power of the Martial Sect is. ”
"Poof!"
"Hahaha!"
Cheng Mo burst out laughing when he was in the chair, scared crazy, isn't this name terrifying?
Shi Ran Bing couldn't help but wonder, this name is too subtle.
Wang Lingxuan said: "Very good!"
After speaking, he shot directly, he had already reminded this Xia Fengle, but he didn't know how to cherish it, so no one wondered.