"Sect master, the disciple has gone up. ”

A burly horse-faced young man with an honest face respectfully walked in front of the Yellow Dragon Sect.

"If the disciple ...... Defeated, I ...... I am also willing to accept the punishment of the teaching. The horse-faced young man paused, his face turned red, and he lowered his head and stammered.

This horse-faced young man with an honest face is called Nong Changshan, and among the eight people selected to fight in the Taichu Sect, his strength is not the weakest, but he is the most honest and honest one.

No matter what you do, you will follow the rules and never transgress.

This kind of honest person, Huanglong Zhangjiao originally wanted to encourage two more sentences, but he didn't expect that Nong Changshan would be honest as soon as he opened his mouth, and he would bear the punishment on his head first.

Obviously, seeing the previous few brothers who were stronger than him go up, they all encountered rapid defeats, which greatly affected Nong Changshan's confidence.

Huang Longzhangjiao's face suddenly darkened, and when he looked at Nong Changshan, he was a little speechless in his heart, and secretly wondered: "Is it too much?"

At this time, Qin Haoxuan, who had been silent beside him, suddenly walked over and patted Nong Changshan on the shoulder: "Senior Brother Nong, in the next game, you will win." "There was a lot of certainty in his voice.

Nong Changshan was slightly stunned, scratched his head, didn't understand what Qin Haoxuan meant, and there was still a trace of apprehension in his eyes.

The little fat man Ge Ducan hurriedly answered next to him: "Hall Master Qin, how do you say this?"

Qin Haoxuan secretly glanced at the little fat man approvingly, what he was waiting for was this!

He hugged Nong Changshan's shoulders tightly, "Senior Brother Nong, wait for the opponent you want to fight against, it's that skinny monkey-like guy, right?"

As Qin Haoxuan spoke, he secretly pointed to the thin young man who was about to fight in the Zhenyue faction's camp.

Nong Changshan followed the direction of Qin Haoxuan's finger, looked at it fixedly, and then nodded violently, "Yes, it's him." ”

"He is the weakest of the people sent out by Zhenyue to fight. Qin Haoxuan said confidently.

Huang Longzhang listened to it beside him, his eyes were surprised, "Qin Haoxuan, this kid, you can even see this...... It's getting harder and simpler......"

"How did Hall Master Qin see this?" Nong Changshan perked up when he heard this. Although he was a little bottomless in his heart, after all, he had also fought in the Youquan Demon Abyss for many years.

Hearing that the person he was going to face later was the weakest of the Zhenyue faction, he couldn't help but look hot.

"Among the eight people, it is his breath that is the most scattered. Qin Haoxuan said seriously.

Although Nong Changshan is simple, he is not stupid. I heard something strange at once.

Immortal cultivators, the more they cultivate to the depths of the essence, synchronize with the sun and the moon, and merge with heaven and earth. The breath is becoming more and more restrained, implicit but not revealing.

The more scattered the breath, generally speaking, it is a sign of inferior strength.

"Moreover, as long as Senior Brother Nong is not afraid of death. You can definitely win him. Qin Haoxuan patted Nong Changshan on the shoulder.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Nong Changshan was slightly stunned.

"Wounds for injuries, quick fixes. Qin Haoxuan smiled indifferently.

Hearing this, Nong Changshan blinked his eyes, thought about it, and slowly came up with a vague doorway by him, and the brightness in his eyes became more and more intense.

Immediately smiled at Qin Haoxuan: "Hehe, I'm ...... I kind of know how to do it. ”

Nong Changshan's expression was filled with a strong sense of war, and he looked at the thin monkey-like young man of the Zhenyue faction opposite.

"Well, that's what I told Hall Master Qin...... Get out of the way!"

After speaking, Nong Changshan walked into the ring in high spirits.

“...... This kid is really good. Seeing Nong Changshan walk out of his frustration and unconfidence so quickly, Qi Yu got into the ring with a high spirit.

Huang Long looked at Qin Haoxuan and nodded secretly in his heart. Qin Haoxuan's actions are becoming more and more like a hall master.

The seventh inning begins.

The thin disciple of the Zhenyue faction who fought arrogantly came to the stage.

"You'd better jump out of the ring by yourself, lest I do it...... It's going to be ugly. ”

With the six consecutive victories of the Zhenyue Sect in the front, the momentum of the entire Zhenyue Sect was like a rainbow, and even the disciples of the Zhenyue Sect who came to power felt that they would win, and looked at the horse-faced Taichu Sect disciple in front of him, his face full of disdain.

Unexpectedly, the horse-faced disciple roared, and as soon as he lowered his head, his body was like electricity, and he rushed towards him quickly.

"What......? You're foul!" As soon as he saw the disciples of the Taichu Sect rushing over, the thin disciple of the Zhenyue Sect was taken aback, and hurriedly said loudly.

Seeing that the horse-faced disciple came to him a foot away in an instant, feeling his amazing momentum and determination, the thin disciple of the Zhenyue Sect didn't know why, and suddenly became a little flustered, and hurriedly resorted to a defensive spiritual technique.

Boom –

A lightning bolt descended from the sky, casting a thick lightning net in front of the thin young man.

Unexpectedly, the horse-faced disciple of the Taichu Sect actually didn't dodge or dodge, and got into the lightning net at once, getting closer to the thin young man.

At the same time, a dazzling golden light burst out from the palm of his hand......

Suddenly, the horse-faced young man was bombarded by the lightning net and turned into an African chicken, his whole body was black, and his body bounced a few times.

But the thin young man of the Zhenyue Sect in front of him had a bloody hole in his body.

Kicking and staring, he took a few steps back, and the spiritual power in his body surged, and he forcibly healed the wound and flesh. But his face turned pale, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of injuries just now.

When the people of the Zhenyue faction saw this scene, they were all stunned. They wanted to call the horse-faced young man who had just taught him to cheat, but the young man clearly didn't cheat.

Because his fist was still half a human width from the opponent of the Zhenyue faction, he just used the golden sword spirit method to brutally injure the thin young man of the Zhenyue faction.

And the horse-faced young man, his body was slashed like a frog by the lightning net, the muscles of his legs twitched again and again, and he bared his teeth and grinned, and he was obviously injured a lot.

Obviously, the goal of this primordial sect is very clear - to exchange injuries for injuries!

No one had any hope for the seventh game of the Taichu Sect.

But from the very beginning, this seventh game was completely different from the previous games.

Although the disciples who came up from the Taichu Sect were still those few spiritual methods over and over again, this time they were extremely ruthless.

Nong Changshan, an honest person, has an advantage, as long as he identifies something, he will definitely do it to the end.

He figured out Qin Haoxuan's words, and as soon as he got into the ring, he began to find the thin young man of the Zhenyue faction desperately.

This desperate end, the ending is completely different.

It was a big surprise to the Zhenyue Sect, and it was also unexpected by the people of the Taichu Sect.

Boom! Boom!

In the ring, the Lingfa battle was very fierce and cruel.

Nong Changshan is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, always keeping close to the man. It's not defensive at all, it's completely you who hit me, and I hit you.

The thin disciple of the Zhenyue Sect was completely shocked by Nong Changshan's lifeless fighting style, and actually began to desperately flee around the ring.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

As soon as the momentum is weak, the combat power will be greatly reduced. In addition, one of the weakest disciples of the Zhenyue Sect was originally inferior to Nong Chang Mountain, although there were endless spiritual methods, but he was forced to retreat by Nong Chang Mountain's simple spiritual methods.

Rumble!

Nong Changshan was covered in blood, and it was another "earth prison cage", thick earth thorns drilled out from under the ring, completely enveloping the two of them, and the thin disciple of the Zhenyue Sect was temporarily blocked from his way, and there was no way back.

Nong Changshan played a murderous shot, laughed fiercely, and a monstrous firepower poured out of his hands......

In the narrow dungeon cage, boom boom, all kinds of spiritual methods were full of bangs and screams.

Blood burst out inside, and the thick smell of blood filled the audience.

Seeing this scene, the people of the Zhenyue Sect, who were still elated just now, were stunned, and through the gap in the spiritual method of the earth prison, they could clearly see that the disciples of the Taichu Sect who looked like beasts inside were beating the disciples of the Zhenyue Sect with their spiritual methods......

Of course, this is not a foul, after all, there is no hand-to-hand combat. The disciples of the Zhenyue Sect had nothing to say.

After a while, the dungeon dissipated.

Nong Changshan's burly figure stood upright in the ring, tall as a gun, and there was no good meat on his body.

And at his feet, there was also a thin disciple of the Zhenyue Sect, who was like a puddle of mud, covered in blood, and completely fainted.

Everyone present was shocked, and actually ...... The Primal Sect actually won!

"Hah, give them a win. But I think this fool wants to fight seven at all, it's impossible. ”

"There's still a kid in the Taichu Sect, right? But it's estimated that he will lose. This seventh kid can win, and he has been seriously injured, hehe, now the money is in hand. ”

On the mountain peaks, some gamblers were overjoyed in their hearts, and they didn't care about the Taichu Sect's victory. In their opinion, this could not change the outcome of the failed gambling battle of the Taichu Sect at all.

More and more people who are secretly unkind to the Taichu Sect are a little shocked in their hearts: "The people under the Huanglong madman are really so murderous......

In the Taichu Sect camp, a trace of excitement finally appeared on the faces of the disciples, and they finally ...... Finally won a game.

The other disciples who had lost in the previous were a little remorseful, why didn't they use this kind of fighting style in the first place? As long as they didn't fight hand-to-hand, such a close range of spiritual methods to bombard, exchanging injuries for injuries, was completely in line with their fighting style.

In the seventh game, Lingbao Zhenren solemnly announced in the ring that Taichu Sect had won!

"Master Qin...... Sure enough, that man was very weak. Thanks to the Qin Hall Master for guiding me. Nong Changshan came over, the fierce aura on his face was clean, and he walked in front of Qin Haoxuan, with a smile on his face, and looked at Qin Haoxuan very gratefully.

The other disciples of the Taichu Sect, of course, also knew that Nong Changshan won this time, largely because Qin Haoxuan's guidance had played a role, and it had also inspired Nong Changshan's confidence.

is even more impressed with Qin Haoxuan.

"Hall Master Qin, it's time for you...... But in the second round, there are seven opponents, can you hold on?" The little fat man came to Qin Haoxuan's side with some apprehension, and there was some concern in his questioning.

In his heart, he had already automatically sent Qin Haoxuan to the second round. He naturally felt that Qin Haoxuan and the others had no possibility of losing against their opponents at all.

"It's going to make you win. An indifferent smile escaped from the corner of Qin Haoxuan's mouth.

The strong self-confidence in him has an inexplicable contagion, and the little fat man's heart suddenly warms up.

"Hall Master Qin will win!" the little fat man shouted at the sky.

The voice reached the Zhenyue faction on the other side, and everyone in the Zhenyue faction looked at it in unison.

Finally, it condensed on Qin Haoxuan.

"Cheap boy, it's finally your turn. I'll cripple you later!"

"Haha, I finally saw him on it. What else is there to win...... Senior Brother Wen Jun, give me a hard beating later. ”

"Senior Brother Wen Jun is the top five in the strength of the Immortal Miao Realm I have sent, and I will definitely win! Senior Brother, I will unload all the bones of that person later. This man is abominable!"

Some disciples of the Zhenyue Sect remembered Qin Haoxuan's words just now, and encouraged Wen Jun, the young man with a white face but a hint of ruthlessness, on the side.

Wen Jun's gaze was looking at Qin Haoxuan unscrupulously.

Qin Haoxuan also showed no weakness, and his fierce gaze as sharp as a knife met him.

The gazes of the two seemed to stir up bursts of electric light in the void.

"Give me a way to kill him. I don't think he's feeling well. At this time, I saw Wang Shou, a middle-aged man with a white face, walk in front of Wen Jun, stand side by side, and say quietly.

The cold gaze shot towards Qin Haoxuan.

"Good. A word popped out of Wen Jun's mouth, with a strong self-confidence.

Qin Haoxuan smiled faintly at this time, but he glanced at Wang Shou.

"Don't worry, if you want to be beaten, take your time. The words were mean and sharp, and Wang Shouzhi rolled his eyes.

Wen Jun is also full of murder.

After Qin Haoxuan said this, his figure had already floated into the ring.

Eighth inning.