"Boy, it's your turn, are you still waiting for someone to be invited!"

The four white-clothed cultivators of Xihua Island had quietly surrounded Langyu.

"Hehe, how can I go up if I am not invited? Do you want me to challenge you Xihua Island?" This sentence was not low, and half of the people in the audience looked at it.

The face is white, the face is full of smiles, he is in his twenties, his cultivation is not low, he has reached the level of third-order perfection, and he can be regarded as a genius, and then look at his chest, the small card is marked with a four-digit number - "6000".

Hehe, everyone looked at him, and then at the stage, and immediately many people laughed, why did they designate him? It is also necessary to go on stage, please or not, and the result can be understood without thinking about it. Nine times out of ten, this young man will buy his life with hedrons, even if it is a lesson.

Chang Huaichun, not arrogant, hugged his fist downward, "This fellow Daoist, please." ”

The conditions were finally met, Lang Yu jumped up, was only two feet away from Chang Huaichun, and also hugged his fist back. "Thank you. ”

What? If you want to get 12,000 combat power, it is clearly a battle of life and death, and no matter how you think about it, you shouldn't hear the word 'thank you'.

There was a freak, and someone got up from the cross-seat, and there was nothing to see about the killing, and it seemed that there was some joke.

Chang Huaichun is the party, looking at Lang Yu's very serious expression, for some reason, he couldn't laugh at all. The smiling tiger actually narrowed his eyes, and as soon as the person in front of him came to the stage, he suddenly gave him a sense of danger.

Why? Just because of that smile. He is good at laughing himself, so he has unique insights into each different way of laughing, and Langyu's gratitude is clearly sincere.

In the black hall, there were three old men sitting cross-legged, one of them was a dark-faced old man in the middle, and the corner of his eyes twitched, and someone sent him a message.

"Old black ghost, how are the two of you in the stand?"

"Half a pound and eight taels. ”

"No! Your thirteenth cave has a master. ”

"Hmph, you mean that junior from Xihua Island?" After a long time, the black old ghost seemed to take a closer look at the challenge table in front of the hall, and echoed.

"Wrong again. The young man on the other side,"

The black old ghost frowned, the Venerable's high loftiness made him hate the old immortal in the blood altar very much, and he made a mistake. "Hmph, who will sit in the cave of my Black Tower, how can you speculate. ”

The other party's confident voice sounded again, "Black old ghost, I can't hide it, before the old man messed with the Demon Sea in the future, he had been instructed by an immortal master, if you talk about this art of observing people, I am afraid that it will be slightly better." This son has become an asura, and you and I can't stop it. ”

"Joke, do you still use the old man to make a move?

"Can you afford to gamble?"

"Your blood altar hand is too long. ”

"Hehe, what's the hurry, the old man is just a whim, let me inform you first. ”

It's boring, and it's not interesting to watch killing people all day long. The old immortal of the blood altar is looking for abuse, and the victory or defeat on the Black Tower challenge platform is something he can control. Can he really be hit by that old immortal? Impossible, as long as he wants, he can control the length of the battle at will. The old black ghost thought for a moment and preached, "Bet on what?"

"The result of the first war. ”

"Okay, I want the fairy fruit. ”

"No problem. ”

Lang Yu was miserable, and he fell into the trap of the two overlords without realizing it. The blood altar thief is not dead, and he wants to borrow a knife to kill.

On the challenge platform, Chang Huaichun, who was still afraid that Lang Yu would admit defeat as soon as he came to the stage, and planned not to give him a chance to speak, was silenced by Lang Yu's two words.

'I throw in the towel' becomes 'Thank you.'" Then his words will have to change.

Three breaths of time, killing one person is enough, Chang Huaichun said a sentence: "Do you think you can kill me?" He finally picked out the meaning from Lang Yu's two words.

"Hehe, let's make a move, you invited me to come up. Remember my name - Langyu. ”

In a word, the unbridled laughter in the audience just now stopped abruptly. The four white-clothed people on Xihua Island looked at each other, the procedure was a little wrong, after that kid went up, it shouldn't be this line.

"Shoot, you're the challenger. Lang Yu raised his hand and made a 'please' gesture.

There is no need to talk nonsense, there is no suspense about who these 100,000 combat power is for. Lang Yu has always followed his own procedures, killing the Venerable is like twisting beans, and the butchers who make people talk about it all flee in the wilderness, this Chang Huaichun with 7,000 combat power is not a dish at all, he just doesn't want to take the initiative to kill.

Cultivators also have a temperament, this thing, you can't tell what it is, it's just a feeling, since Lang Yu came to the stage, the smiling tiger suddenly found that the young man in front of him seemed to have changed a person, if he laughed, he couldn't laugh. Before he could reach out, he regretted it. That feeling is that the mouse sees the cat, the sheep meets the tiger, and the person in front of him has a terrible hair on his body, which makes him have a feeling of facing a demon beast. Why didn't you find it yourself at the bottom of the mountain?

I secretly encouraged the sentence in my heart, "Trick the mystery." "Raise your hand and draw your sword, you have to fight, you have no way out, and escaping is also a dead end, this challenge platform is not opened by his family.

The sword light flashed, one sword and seven drops of water, and seven hydration needles. The same combat skills are only different in energy, Lang Yu is not like the man in yellow, the Xuan Qi has not been consumed at all, Chang Huaichun can't help but do his best.

The other party is Lei Xuanqi, and he is Shui Xuanqi, and he still has a certain amount of restraint, and there are not a few cultivators who have died under this combat technique. How will a young man in his twenties crack it?

Seven needles arrived in front of each other without blinking, and the distance between the two people was not far. However, it didn't hit, Lang Yu's figure fluttered for a while, he didn't dodge or dodge, but directly retreated three feet, and the afterimage left behind had not disappeared, and a thick giant tree turned out in place, without branches and leaves, but full of life.

None of the seven needles were nailed to it, and they came out of the wood.

Wood, there is no gold profit, there is no thickness of the soil, how can you stop the sharp seven needles, Chang Huaichun was startled at first, and then the corners of his mouth hooked, and smiled. The other party didn't play a thunder beast or anything like that, but just made a piece of wood, hum!

"Huh?" the smiling tiger's expression was colorful in an instant. As soon as the smile flashed, it turned into doubt, and then closed its eyes. The water needle went out of control, and he lost contact with his own consciousness.

And the needle did not disappear, under the eyes of everyone quickly from the back of the log through the eyes, the muddy giant wood lifted up seven big bags, "poof" tree bag breaking, when it came out, it was seven branches magically stretched out a zhang long, open, scattered leaves, circling and circling, twisting and rolling, in an instant, the log was wrapped, into a lush bush, dozens of green vines, as if alive, spiritually like quickly rolled back to Chang Huaichun.

The word recipe can also be regarded as Lang Yu's self-created technique, but this method has been greatly improved compared to the Necronomicon Castle. Chang Huaichun is not worthy of his Shura's slash, it can also be said that below the Venerable, Lang Yu can play casually, and such a thick water Xuan Qi is not used in vain.

Water and fire want to overcome the tip of the needle against the wheat mang, and the coexistence of water and wood is a kind of imperceptible, in the silence, killing the enemy invisibly.

Spectacle, spectacle of the world, the audience was shocked. This kind of combat skill is rare, and only a few people probably see that this is a way to kill the enemy with the enemy, and they can't help but shake their heads.

This is the art of Shengke in another world, they don't understand it, although the combat skills are also derived from this, however, they can't understand it until it is at the level where they can create the magic trick.

Chang Huaichun panicked, "puff puff" is another seven needles, and it disappears when it is injected into the rattan group, and after seven more needles, the rattan group has grown a little stronger. He didn't dare to fight, and retreated again and again. Until he reached the edge of the challenge platform, with a strange cry of "Ah!", Chang Huaichun, who had no way to retreat, could only swing his sword and slash into the giant vine.

As soon as the rattan group was packed, even the spectators in the audience retreated, and a third-order consummation warrior with 7,000 combat power disappeared like this. It's like a magic wow, in a big change of life.

Devil!

Ah——?h

The audience booed.

Is a low-level combat skill so powerful? That was all destroyed by Chang Huaichun himself. The reason is that his divine sense is insufficient, otherwise, his Xuan Qi would not be so easy to dissolve, at least it could explode. He doesn't have the speed to the left, and he doesn't have a spiritual weapon in his hand. Although he didn't have a wooden combat skill, this time there was an accident.

Lang Yu beckoned, and the Xuan Qi that had not exploded was retracted. A silent corpse was left on the side of the stage.

It's really too simple, and Langyu himself feels a bit too much. Pushed his nose, shook his head and smiled, walked over, took off Chang Huaichun's badge and pasted it on his badge.

100,000, it's so easy. So who should we go to in the next nine games? Lang Yu turned his face to look at the four white-clothed people in the audience.

"The four, even if you come together, I don't know if you are avenging him, or are you carrying him away?" Lang Yu squatted down and smiled kindly. The people present, he could only think that these four people should be killed.

Arrogant! Extremely arrogant.

A string of disdainful eyes from the audience looked at Lang Yu. Can you be so crazy when you kill a warrior by chance! But they also hope that Langyu will come to invite, not on their own.

The four people on Xihua Island were a little stunned, and the scene in front of them was very unreal, so Lang Yu didn't react after asking for a long time.

One person picks four, what Lang Yu said seems to mean this. Someone is shaking their heads left and right looking for the answer, one against four, yes, it's not a violation, if you can, you can directly challenge ten people, a decisive victory, as long as you win, the opponent is all a corpse, then you will immediately become a Shura. It's the fastest way to do it, but so far, no one has been so successful.

Is Lang Yu going to be sensational, when you look back at the road he has walked in the Chaotic Demon Sea, you shouldn't doubt it. The three statues who fought alone against the Iron Brake Gang did not fall behind, they didn't borrow any strength at all, and they also let the Razer out. On the way to the Shura Palace, two gangs were wiped out in a row, and the opponents were all at least third-order existences. Is it a trick to kill Chang Huaichun, that is strength, so the four people in front of him are four radishes and cabbages in his eyes, and two more people will be invited to come up.