As soon as these words came out, almost everyone in the Thousand Machines Sect showed an angry look on their faces, this kind of serious provocation of Chiguo Guo, even the outer disciples who did not have a strong sense of belonging to the sect could not bear it. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The four ancestors of the Thousand Machines Sect were even more angry, but the sect had no one to send at this time, and several people were so suffocated that their lungs were about to explode.

Wu Nianzi suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly looked around in the crowd, but unfortunately he looked several times and didn't find the person he was looking for. He sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but say to himself: "If this son is here, he will definitely not let the children of the Ten Thousand Treasure Sect be so arrogant." ”

Yunhe Zhenren was already sick and rushed to the hospital at this time, and his ears were extremely strong, and when he heard Wu Nianzi's muttering, his eyes lit up, and he immediately sent his voice over and asked, "Senior nephew just said that my Thousand Machines Sect still has someone who can compete with that Min Sword?"

Wu Nianzi didn't expect that he could attract the attention of the head of the family by saying it so casually, so he hurriedly passed the voice back and said: "There is indeed such a person, it is Mu Yi, the newly acquired personal disciple of Wu Shunsheng's junior disciple of Fu Seal Hall. This son just won the first place in the Inner Sect Disciple Competition with an absolute advantage a few days ago, and even if he is not the first day since the founding of my Thousand Machines Sect, he can definitely enter the top three!"

What is Wu Shunsheng's strength, Yunhe Zhenren knows very well, his cultivation is only barely reaching the fourth layer of the foundation, I am afraid that even if he personally comes to the stage to fight with that Min Jian, it will be a fierce and auspicious rhythm, and how strong can the combat power of his newly recruited disciples be? Even if he relies on the Fu Seal given to him by Wu Shunsheng to win the first place in the inner disciple competition, he is nothing more than a monk who has practiced qi and attained great perfection, and such a disciple will definitely be killed by one move. Yunhe Zhenren was first surprised and then disappointed when he heard it, as for what Wu Nianzi said later, he didn't hear what he said later that he could enter the top three in terms of genius since the opening of the sect. Which of the Thousand Machines Sect disciples who fell in the battle with the core disciples of the Ten Thousand Treasure Sect this time was not a genius who was amazingly talented?

What's more, the Thousand Machines Sect has been open for thousands of years, and countless outstanding disciples have emerged, even if he has no thoughts, Chong Xuanzi, who is recognized as the number one master of the Jin Kingdom, does not dare to boast that his genius level can enter the top twenty since the founding of the Thousand Machines Sect. This nephew has always been very steady, how could he make such a false statement today? Presumably he was too angry with that carefree son.

Wu Nianzi saw Yunhe Zhenren's disappointed face, and he was helpless in his heart. In a moment of depression, the whole person suddenly stood up from his seat, staring straight into the distance with his eyes straight into the distance, and his face showed a look of ecstasy.

Following Wu Nianzi's line of sight, it could be seen that Mu Yi, who was the first disciple in the Inner Sect of the Thousand Machines Sect, was slowly entering the disciple area in the stands.

Seeing that suddenly so many people were looking at him feverishly, Yang Feng looked at his left and right with some innocent eyes. It can't be that I happen to be walking next to some big person.

"Enlighten all senior uncles, there are still people in my Thousand Machines Sect who can fight, it is a matter of the bet of 1 million spirit stones and the reputation of my Thousand Machines Sect, and I also ask you senior uncles to allow him to fight!" Wu Nianzi had already turned around at this time, and said to the four Jie Dan Masters in an excited tone.

"That's great. I don't know who my nephew is talking about?" Kong Luo had been out of the customs for a few days, so he naturally didn't know who Wu Nianzi was talking about, but when he heard that he could have a chance to avenge his favorite disciple Sun Li Minning, he was naturally quite looking forward to it.

"It's my Thousand Machine Sect's inner disciple who is the first in the big competition-Master Mu Yi's nephew!" Wu Nianzi pointed at Yang Feng, who looked a little confused, and said excitedly. With his incomparable eyesight, he felt that even if Yang Feng couldn't crush Min Jian, he still had a great chance of winning. As for Yang Feng's cultivation of only the sixth layer of Qi cultivation, since he pretended to be 13 all the way and won the first place in the Inner Sect Disciple Competition, he had already been automatically ignored by Wu Nianzi. Except for Cui Hai, who saw Yang Feng enter within a thousand steps of the Absolute Spirit Sword, Wu Nianzi could be regarded as the person who had the most confidence in Yang Feng's combat power in the Thousand Machine Sect.

In an instant, he was repeatedly probed by the divine senses of several old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years, and Yang Feng suddenly felt quite uncomfortable in his heart. Especially under the wanton scanning of Sanssouci with a malicious divine sense, the qi and blood in his chest surged, and a mouthful of blood almost couldn't suppress the surge.

"The sixth layer of Qi training?" Yunhe Zhenren was not calm at all at this time, and couldn't help but send a voice to Wu Nianzi again: "The master and nephew have a grudge against this Mu Yike?

Zhuo Mengqing simply snorted coldly, obviously very dissatisfied with Wu Nianzi's child's play.

"A few uncles and uncles, don't believe the impulsive words of Senior Brother Wu Nianzi, I am still shallow in Mu Yi's cultivation, and I must not go to the stage to compete with that Min Jian!" Wu Shunsheng immediately shook his head like a rattle as soon as he heard that Wu Nianzi strongly recommended Yang Feng to compete on stage. It was not easy to receive such a baby bump, even if he was killed, he would not agree to let his lover go to death.

"Hahahaha! The Thousand Machines Sect is really empty. A mere sixth-layer sloppy disciple who practices qi can actually win the first place in the inner disciple competition?" This voice was very harsh, and it was like a whip slamming into the hearts of the people of the Thousand Machines Sect.

Yang Feng hadn't rested all night, and he had been using his true yuan and energy to refine the talisman seal. At this time, his expression was indeed a little tired, and he looked a little decadent to outsiders.

Yunhe Zhenren looked at Wu Nianzi's eyes with a little more resentment. Originally, Qianjizong was already very passive, and now let Wuwuzi seize the opportunity to laugh shamefully, I am afraid that this matter will become the laughing stock of the whole Jin Kingdom in a few days.

Wu Nianzi was already difficult to ride a tiger at this time, and when he saw that Yang Feng was silent over there, he suddenly had an idea in his heart. Turning around, he said aloud to Yunhe Zhenren with a solemn attitude: "Dare to ask the master, if there are disciples who can turn the tide this time and even win this core disciple competition for my Thousand Machines Sect in the end, how should I be rewarded?"

Yunhe Zhenren really had the intention of strangling Wu Nianzi, and this Y's words were tantamount to taking him to the fire to roast. What are you kidding, and you still try your best to turn the tide and win the last big battle for the Thousand Machines Sect? Please, senior nephew, do you have a little brain, okay! Take 10,000 steps back and say that there are really genius disciples who can barely knock down Min Jian by luck, and it will inevitably be a lose-lose situation. There were still six core disciples left on the other side, and there was another fourth-layer foundation building master like Min Jian, how could the Thousand Machine Sect still have a chance to win this big competition?

However, Wu Nianzi's words were all said about this, and Yunhe Zhenren could only bite the bullet and say: "If there is really such a disciple, the old man is in charge, and he will reward him with 1 million spirit stones for gambling, plus meet the requirements of the three old man's abilities that he put forward." ”

Sure enough, Sanssouci once again erupted in contemptuous laughter. In his opinion, these two people have not lost their minds and gone crazy because of the lesson of the tragic loss of their core disciples? If they are crazy, they can't talk so funny, do they want to laugh at the dead and not pay for their lives? He has lived for hundreds of years, and he has never been so happy as he is today. No, if you laugh any longer, your old waist will have to be pumped.

Wu Nianzi secretly observed Yang Feng's expression after Yunhe Zhenren said the promised reward, and sure enough, he saw that the other party's eyes lit up, and his decadent expression had been swept away, and he immediately knew that there was a door now.

After the end of the Inner Disciple Dabi, Wu Nianzi conducted a secret investigation on Mu Yi, and learned that Mu Yi was unwilling to fight the Inner Disciple Dabi, and it was only after Cui Hai introduced him to the considerable reward for the first place that he was tempted. Obviously, this Mu Yi is a person who can't afford to be profitable, and if he wants to be mobilized to fight, the promised benefits must be able to touch his heart.

Yang Feng was indeed impressed by the huge reward, 1 million spirit stones plus the fact that he could ask the head to do three things, which was too attractive to him.

"Is it just to fight him?" Yang Feng asked, pointing to Min Jian on the stage who looked sarcastic at him.

"It's not enough for him to beat the six guys over there. Wu Nianzi reminded.

"Can I use the talisman seal?" Yang Feng had already discovered the existence of Sanssouci, not to mention that there were also four masters of the Thousand Machines Sect present, and he didn't want to expose too many hole cards.

"You can use up to three third-level sigils in each fight, regardless of quality. Wu Nianzi knew that Yang Feng was good at using talismans to control the enemy, so he hurriedly explained.

Yang Feng nodded, hugged his fists to Yunhe Zhenren and several other ancestors, and said: "Disciple Mu Yi invites to fight, life and death do not matter, and I hope that the head of the sect will be fulfilled!"

"No!" Wu Shun was in a hurry, and hurriedly got up and bowed to Yunhe Zhenren again: "Please forgive me, my disciple made talismans all night yesterday, his body and mind are exhausted, and his mind is already a little unclear, don't take what he said seriously." ”

Yunhe Zhenren groaned for a moment, and couldn't make up his mind for a while. He could see that Wu Shunsheng loved this disciple very much, obviously this son should also be a talented person, rather than letting him go to power and die in vain, it was better to leave a little more fire for the Thousand Machine Sect.

"Yunhe old monster, you are going back more and more, aren't you, your nephews and grandnephews are not afraid of death, what is your mother-in-law and mother-in-law? Finally, Qianji Sect has produced a bloody man, you, the head of the family, don't want to admit it, right?" In his heart, he wished to kill a few more genius disciples of the Thousand Machines Sect, although that kid's cultivation was too poor and would make Min Jian a little invincible, but since he was able to win the first place in the Inner Sect Disciple Competition, he still had outstanding talent. The more the other party's master was reluctant to let him fight, the more he wanted to kill the other party, and he couldn't wait to see the sad expression on his master's face after the kid named Mu Yi was easily killed by Min Jian.

"Since you insist on going to war, the old man will not stop you, be more careful, and come back alive!" Yunhe Zhenren said a few words to Yang Feng, sighed in his heart and closed his eyes. As soon as Sanssouci's words came out, he knew that this battle was irreparable, what could be more worrying than watching the genius disciples of the sect go to his death and he had nothing to do?

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