Chapter 152: The One Who Defeated You, Ancient Evil

"If I can't defeat you within one move, I will walk down the stone platform on my own and take the initiative to admit defeat. ”

"Let's shoot!"

"You only have one chance!"

Zhang Ping's voice was serious and confident.

In his eyes, the ancient evil seemed to be vulnerable.

Ancient evil rumors, no fluctuations.

He had long been accustomed to such blows and ridicule.

Even Liu Infinite contempt can endure him, let alone an outsider.

"Poof!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the ancient evil did not explain a word.

The footsteps flashed, and the golden mangs were blooming, like flower buds blooming, blooming in all directions.

When the golden mangs began to bloom from the body of the ancient evil.

Luo Changsheng and Liu Wuji, who were in the audience, looked shocked.

The two of them could feel the charm of the breath of destiny from the ancient evil, which was the power of the law that belonged to the Great Emperor.

This kind of power is not yet powerful due to the limitations of the Ancient Evil Realm.

It can be used to deal with Zhang Screen, which is enough.

"Boom!"

The golden rays flickered, and the long sword in the ancient evil's hand turned into hundreds of sword rays and slashed towards Zhang Ping at the same time.

In the face of this suddenness, like the majestic force of the storm, Zhang Pingfeng has completely lost his previous composure and arrogance.

The sword came out, and the thick wall of ice was directly in front of Zhang Ping.

However, in the face of the power containing the laws of the Great Emperor, the ice wall raised by Zhang Ping was destroyed and broken.

"Bang!"

The sword slashed directly through the ice wall and hit Zhang Ping's body.

Zhang Pingfeng let out a heavy muffled snort from his mouth, and the blood sword was like a pillar, spilling across the air, and the whole person flew directly out of the Red Refining Stone Platform.

Seeing Zhang Ping flying out of the stone platform, Luo Changsheng looked at him coldly, and rolled his hand to catch it.

And the ancient evil obviously grasped the size.

At this time, Zhang Pingfeng was only shocked by his internal organs, and the injury was not serious.

But Zhang Ping would rather faint to death now, defeated by a person he despises with one move.

This made Zhang Ping's face red.

I don't know if it's because of the injury or because he feels embarrassed.

On the Red Refining Stone Platform, the long sword in the ancient evil's hand had already been put into the sheath, and he slowly walked to the edge of the Red Refining Stone Platform.

From the stone platform, the ancient evil looked condescendingly at Zhang Pingfeng.

The voice was extremely resolute: "The Huangquan Holy Sect is not only Yan Chuge. ”

"Remember!"

"Whoever defeats you, ancient evil!"

After speaking, the ancient evil turned around and flew directly in front of Liu Wuji.

Hugging his fists, he said: "The disciple is evil, fortunately he is not dishonored." ”

Liu Wuyin looked at Gu Evil at this time, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, Liu Wuji's face became more and more smiling, and he shouted: "Good, good!"

"It's worthy of being my true martial arts!"

"True Martial Saint Sect should be rejoicing!"

"Qingxiao Peak, be happy!"

"This time I returned to the sect, this sect allows you to enter Qingxiao and pass it on. ”

There is only one word difference between the true biography and the personal biography, but the meaning that can be represented is a world of difference.

As soon as it enters the family tradition, it means that you can control a peak by yourself and be the master of the peak.

More importantly, the Holy Sect's personal lineage has the qualifications to compete for the position of the Holy Sect's Holy Master.

In this generation of the True Martial Saint Sect, only Yan Chuge is a personal disciple.

And the ancient evil is about to become the second.

Hearing that Liu Wuyin actually let himself directly become a disciple of the sect, Gu Wei couldn't help but be a little excited.

"Thank you, Holy Lord!"

Liu Wuyin nodded to Gu Evil with satisfaction, and then looked at Ao Bei again.

At this time, Liu Wuyin knew that Ao Bei had not lied to him.

But when did the Holy Sect produce so many powerful disciples, why didn't he know at all?

First there is Han Ming, and then there is the ancient evil.

And what's going on with that aura of destiny on Gu Evil's body?

Liu Wuyin actually had a lot of questions in his heart at this time, but none of them mattered.

As long as you can win the battle, it will be the best result.

For Liu Wuji's gaze, Ao Bei directly ignored it.

In Ao Bei's eyes, there is no suspense at all in this gambling battle.

The only thing that interested Ao Bei now was the broken sword divine weapon on the Yuan Weapon Throne.

Only Ao Bei could feel that it was a divine weapon with life.

A divine weapon with life is far more interesting than the current gambling battle.

In the distance, Luo Changsheng looked at Liu Wuyin, who was laughing loudly, and said with a gloomy rain in his voice: "Holy Lord Liu is really a good means, he actually deceived the sky and the sea, and arranged such a disciple to become a palanquin man. ”

"I really underestimated the mind of Holy Lord Liu. ”

"This time, I didn't lose unjustly. ”

Regarding Luo Changsheng's misunderstanding, Liu Wuyin did not deliberately explain.

said: "Holy Lord Luo, don't delay time, this last battle, this sect is still sending Gu Evil to play." ”

"Lord Luo, please!"

Hearing this, Luo Changsheng's face was very ugly.

The rules of this bet do not limit a person to how many times he can make a move.

Liu's approach is not a violation.

But it stands to reason that Liu's approach is a scoundrel.

Luo Changsheng said: "Holy Lord Liu, you are the master of the Holy Sect, you really don't want any cheekiness?"

Liu Wuyin smiled lightly: "It's all femme fatales, why are they kind-hearted people." ”

"Lord Luo can't afford to lose, right?"

......

"Click!"

Just when the two were arguing.

The sudden crisp sound suddenly came into everyone's ears and attracted everyone's attention.

Looking at the voice, everyone's faces changed suddenly.

On that throne.

The Emperor's Secret Treasure, the Floating Butcher Knife, which was originally inserted on the throne of the Yuan Weapon, suddenly broke under the eyes of everyone and split into pieces of crystal pieces.

Seeing that the floating butcher knife was inexplicably broken, he fell into a brief silence from the fire cave.

Then, a burst of shouts came from Luo Changsheng's mouth: "Liu Wuni, you actually took a fake floating butcher knife to bet against me." ”

"It's really shameless!"

"Do you still have a little bit of the wind of the Holy Lord?"

Hearing Luo Changsheng's voice, Liu Wuyin didn't react for a while.

He looked at the shattered floating butcher knife on the throne in a daze.

After a long while, Liu Infinity's face changed sharply, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of the throne.

Pick up the fragments of the butcher knife and look at it carefully.

But after looking at it for a long time, Liu Wuyin didn't see any clues.

He was sure that the floating butcher knife he took out was real, and the fragments in front of him were also real.

But why did it suddenly shatter?

Liu Wuyin looked at Hua Yuan.

Hua Yuan was also in a state of confusion at the moment, and explained to Liu Wuji: "Holy Lord Liu, the floating butcher knife has always been here, and it has never left, everyone can see it clearly. ”

"As for why the floating butcher knife suddenly shattered, Xiao Lao doesn't know what's going on!"

"Could it be that this floating butcher knife is really fake?"

In the end, Hua Yuan instead stared at Liu Wuni.

It seems that he wants to hear an explanation from Liu Infinity.

Facing Luo Changsheng and Hua Yuan's questioning at the same time, Liu Wuyin faintly sensed that something was wrong.

Just as he was about to speak, on the rattan sedan chair, Ao Bei's voice came.

"The Floating Butcher Knife is real!"

"However, the Heavenly Mandate Pattern on the Floating Slaughter Knife was suddenly absorbed, and the Floating Slaughter Knife lost its toughness, and it was no longer called the Emperor's Secret Treasure. ”

"It's a sharp blade at best. ”

"Such a blade could not withstand the erosion of the Yuan Force on the throne, and it suddenly shattered. ”

"It's common sense!"

"As for what the Heavenly Dao Yunwen is, you can let this Pavilion Lord explain it!"