"Senior, don't you still admit defeat?" Fu Chenxue pressed her palm weakly, as if the gods had descended into the world.

Taiyi God will spit out another mouthful of blood, his head is inch short, his spine makes a terrifying popping sound, his knees are completely sunk into the dirt, he still refuses to admit defeat, holding up the dragon stick, desperately resisting.

Fu Chenxue was unmoved, and a cold glow shot in her purple eyes: "The predecessors would rather die than admit defeat, and they really live up to the name of the gods, very good-you can die." ”

The divine yuan in the body was surging, and the handprint skyrocketed again, pressing down on the Taiyi God.

Click, the dragon stick couldn't withstand the heavy pressure, and broke into two on the spot.

Burst...... The Taiyi God will be connected with the heart of the dragon stick, and he will be hit hard, and the blood arrows will spray wildly.

"Boy, don't you want me to admit defeat...... Taiyi God will have his hair furrowed, his body is shaky, and blood seeps out from every pore, soaking through his battle armor, like a bloody man.

The seven Vajra monks were all stupid, as if they couldn't believe the scene in front of them: "Fu Gongzi, he ...... Is it true that he actually defeated the Taiyi Venerable? ”

Xuan Zhen reacted first and exclaimed: "It's not a defeat, it's a kill, it's completely crushing with absolute strength...... Tsk, Fu Gongzi is like a dragon in the sky, unthinkable, we are fortunate to follow him, it is really a blessing for three lives. ”

Seeing that Taiyi God was on the verge of death, the golden-winged Dapeng puffed up his wings and rushed towards Fu Chenxue regardless of his serious injuries, trying to rescue his master.

The Red Claw stopped the Golden-winged Roc head-on, and a big battle broke out between the two sides again.

The red cockroach was baptized by the divine thunder, and was able to worship the soul of the ancestral dragon, the dragon was mighty, and the combat power soared geometrically, and the golden-winged Dapeng was seriously injured, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, how could it be the opponent of the red cockroach?

The golden feathers flew away in the air, and the mournful cry of the golden-winged roc resounded through the clouds.

The Taiyi God was worried about the safety of the Golden-winged Dapeng, and his mind was divided, and he was severely pressed down by the big handprint that covered the sky, and blood sprayed wildly.

The nine "Ancestor ......" real apologists turned back with the seriously injured Yunyangzi, and when they saw this scene, they were so frightened that they knelt down one after another.

Mu Yangzi knew that relying on a few of them to rescue the Taiyi God General was simply to hit the stone with an egg, and it was far from quenching the thirst of the Daomen to rescue the soldiers, so he rescued the Taiyi God General with a heart, regardless of the pale face and white hair, and the prestige of the Daomen, he kowtowed to Fu Chenxue Jiu and begged: "Fu Shaoxia, we are blinded by traitors, we have eyes and no beads, and we deserve death." Although Xiaodao is dull and talented, he is willing to bear the responsibility of the crime and let him be killed, and Xiaodao will never complain. The ancestor has lived in the back mountain for a long time, and has nothing to do with this matter, so he has to take action, and he also asked Fu Shaoxia to raise his noble hand and let go of the Taiyi ancestor. ”

Other apologetics followed up one after another, grabbing the ground with their heads, and wailing in grief.

The Taiyi God burst the leopard's eyes, blood splattered, and roared, "Don't ask him to ...... This will be the world's five hundred years, standing up to the heavens and the earth, how can it be humiliated by the hands of mortal children? ”

Fu Chenxue laughed: "Senior, you beat me three times, and I gave you back a palm, and the two don't owe each other, what are you still clinging to?" With a shock of the palm, the Taiyi God will fly out for dozens of feet, and blood will be spilled into the sky.

"Ancestor ......" all the real people flew up and helped the Taiyi god general, mixed with joy and sorrow.

Taiyi God will be cracked all over, bleeding like an infusion, he fiercely pushed away a group of apologetic real people, staggered to his feet, and looked at Fu Chenxue for a long time: "Boy, in the past five hundred years, I would have ruled the heavens and the earth and Kyushu, I originally thought that there was no one in the world who was worthy of my action, but I didn't expect to lose so badly today-you are very good!" Ben will not be a person who breaks his word, and from now on, as long as I am alive, Daomen will not hunt you down again. ”

"Old Ancestor......" The Taoist priests wanted to speak and stopped.

The Taiyi God General ignored them either, turned around and summoned the Golden-Winged Roc, and strode away.

A group of real people followed one after another, miserable. Who would have thought that they would come with such a storm and end up like this?

The seven Vajra monks looked at Fu Chenxue, their eyes were extremely reverent, and they all clasped their palms together and chanted: "Amitabha!" ”

On the third day of the Daomen competition, 20,000 disciples fought to the death, and the situation gradually became clear. The pattern of the seventy-two peaks has not changed much compared with previous years, and the only variable is the Nine Lotus Peak, which counterattacked with the ranking of the bottom of the Dao Gate, and made great progress all the way, breaking into the top ten again after a lapse of one hundred and seventy years.

The audience was stunned, and the Daomen was extremely shocked.

The news came again, this time there were one hundred and eight disciples participating in the Nine Lotus Peak, which was the least among the seventy-two peaks, and after three rounds of fighting, no one was damaged, and all of them entered the semi-finals.

This achievement set a new record of 5,800 years in Daomen, and the audience was amazed and amazed.

The happiest is Changchunzi, who has been smiling since the beginning of the game, and his hands and feet are trembling. That smug man, no matter who saw it, wanted to rush up and stomp on his face hard.

What Changchunzi was proud of was not only the unprecedented achievements of the Nine Lotus disciples, but what made it difficult for him to calm down was that Qinghuang hit Zixiao Peak hard, cut off the arm of the Empty Immortal with a sword, and shocked the Great Elder Sang Ram of Zixiao Peak - he was born as a disciple of three generations, causing a generation of elders to sink into the sand, what an amazing achievement is this?

Once the snow washed away the shame of a hundred years, Changchunzi's eyes were smiling and his eyebrows were flying, he just wanted to drink and sing, not on the flying boat, and there were so many famous places in the cultivation realm, he had already danced and drank three hundred jars of lotus brew to celebrate.

In previous years, although Changchun Zi was the lord of a peak, he could only live in a corner of the flying boat, and no one cared about it. Now the situation is completely different, many peak masters and sect masters of the Xiuzhen sect continue to come over to say hello, and the envy and friendship are fully revealed.

Changchun Zi was in a good mood, and couldn't help but drink a few more glasses, and the wine was hot and drunk.

Sikong Tu has already been reported, and his face is green and miserable. There is no doubt that Zixiaofeng was disgraced by a girl and became the biggest joke in Daomen.

For one hundred and seventy years, Zixiao Peak has always been an invincible existence of the seventy-two peaks of the Daomen, and even Haotian Peak, where the sect is in charge, is afraid of three points, which has also developed the character of Sikong Tu flying and domineering. If there is a teacher, there must be an apprentice, the peak master is like this, Zixiao Peak is arrogant and domineering since the elders.

Back then, the genius Dao Yunzi of Zixiao Peak fought with Wuweizi, the great disciple of Nine Lotus Peak, and Wuweizi was defeated and sent to Wudang Mountain in the mortal world. After that, Yu Zhenzi broke into Zixiao Peak with a sword, and was seriously injured by Dao Yunzi, and the two peaks formed an indissoluble enmity. If it weren't for the repeated suppression of the sect, Sikong Tu had destroyed the Nine Lotus Peak a hundred years ago, how could he let those few wastes survive until now?

Unexpectedly, one hundred and seventy years later, the salted fish of the Nine Lotus Peak, which was at the end of the road, turned over, hit Zixiao Peak hard, and went all the way to the top ten of the peaks, making Sikong Tu beat his head and jump like thunder.

Sikong Tu knew that the Sang Ram would arrange everything, and this time Dabi would drive out the Nine Lotus Peak no matter what, so that they would never be able to turn over. He just said lightly to the elder who sent the message: "Let Dao Yunzi come back-the bell must be tied to the bell to untie the bell, and all grievances will end here." ”