Qiu Feng was shy, walked forward with square steps, and said arrogantly: "Blind your dog eyes, this is An Xiaoyu, the alliance leader of the Qi Heavenly Alliance of the Yunjian Sect of the Tang Empire, who came here today to challenge your third prince Zi San Saburo, our alliance leader not only wants to challenge Zi San Saburo, but also challenges all the young elites of your Great United Kingdom after defeating Zi San Saburo." ”

Several Sun Gate disciples began to be a little confused, and then someone shouted: "Yunjian Sect! An Xiaoyu! I heard that in the first few days, Elder Yamamoto, Elder Zisan, and the Fifth Prince, Zisangoro, and hundreds of other people, all died outside the Xuanwu Secret Territory, and it is said that they were killed by this An Xiaoyu. ”

"It's him, it's him, it's him. ”

Dozens of Sun Gate disciples drew their katanas one after another.

Qiu Feng didn't care, stretched out a finger, pointed at the disciples of the Sun Gate, and said: "Don't move, your elders and Zi Sangoro are amazing, they have all been slaughtered by us, if any of you dare to move, I can kill you alone without our boss's action." ”

The disciples of the Sun Gate were really frightened, and they talked to each other in the Great Harmony language, and then one of the disciples took a few steps forward and said, "Senior brothers of the Yunjian Sect, you wait here, and I will go in and report it." ”

Immediately, the disciple ran into the mountain gate of the Sun Gate.

Zhu Gangwei said strangely: "These Sun Gate disciples are very strange, we killed hundreds of them, they didn't look for us to fight hard, and they were very polite." ”

An Xiaoyu said: "Hmph, this national character is like this, if you are weak, he will bully you desperately, if you are more ruthless than him, he will kneel and lick you." ”

Yang Erlang said: "Then we will keep letting them kneel and lick." ”

A few people laughed.

The dozens of Sun Gate disciples in the distance didn't know what they were laughing at, and they laughed alongside.

Soon, the gate of the Sun Gate was opened, and several elders walked out.

The chief elder was dressed in a kimono, with gray hair, wrinkles on his face, and a pair of eagle eyes.

"Are you An Xiaoyu?" The eagle eye of the leader swept An Xiaoyu, An Xiaoyu was shocked in his heart, feeling that his soul was stinging, and the Divine Soul Stone Monkey hurriedly waved his palm to smash the Divine Soul Spike.

An Xiaoyu was vigilant in his heart, this is the head of the elder's cultivation to be at least an eighth-order martial artist.

"Hey, yes, there are two hits. The chief elder said in amazement.

"I'm An Xiaoyu, I don't know what my predecessors call me?" An Xiaoyu bowed.

"Old man, Sun Gate Great Elder Yamamoto Twenty-Seven, it was my younger brother Yamamoto Twenty-Eight that you killed in front of the Xuanwu Secret Realm. "Yamamoto Twenty-Seven.

"It turned out to be Elder Yamamoto, and I am fortunate to be happy. An Xiaoyu pretended to be polite.

"I heard that you are going to challenge the third prince Zi Sansaburo?" Yamamoto said twenty-seven.

"At the beginning, Zi San Saburo insulted my senior sister in the Yunjian Sect, and I made a one-year appointment with him, and now it's about to be a year, so I'll answer the challenge of the appointment. An Xiaoyu said.

"I've heard a little about this, when the three princes cultivated too much higher than you, let's listen to it as a joke, now the third prince is already an eighth-order martial artist, and his cultivation is still too much higher than you, the third prince will not compete with you, so there is a ** share, this matter should be a joke, you."

Let's go. Yamamoto Twenty-Seven said arrogantly.

"Did you hear that I beheaded a few elders of your Sun Gate, and the three princes were scared? I want to challenge not only the three princes today, but also all the young heroes of your Great United Kingdom. An Xiaoyu said.

"Hahaha, if you want to live a long life, just come in. When Yamamoto Twenty-Seven heard this, he laughed instead of being angry.

An Xiaoyu and the others, accompanied by the elders and disciples of the Sun Gate, came to a huge circular martial arts arena.

In the center of the arena is a ten-zhang high platform, the high platform can have a radius of thousands of zhang, surrounded by stands, and there can be 100,000 seats on the stands.

At this time, there were two Sun Gate disciples competing on the competition platform, and there were three or four thousand spectators shouting and cheering.

The two disciples of the Sun Gate in the martial arts competition were both middle-level martial gods, and they both used a narrow katana, and the sword was ruthless and merciless.

In the end, the disciple who cultivated weaker was slashed in the shoulder with a knife and almost lost one of his arms, and the competition ended.

Without waiting for the other disciples to take the stage, Elder Zi 327 flew up to the competition platform, his voice was flat, but it reached everyone's ears: "Disciples of the Sun Gate, now An Xiaoyu, a disciple of the Yunjian Sect of the Tang Empire, has come to challenge the third prince Zi Sansanlang, and An Xiaoyu will also challenge all the young heroes of our Great United Kingdom, and the challenge will start in an hour, and any of you who is not convinced can play." ”

The audience under the competition stage was suddenly chaotic and discussed.

"Who is An Xiaoyu, who dares to challenge our three princes. ”

"I haven't heard of it, I don't know the height of the sky, I don't need the third prince to go out for a while, I will kill him when I go up. ”

"It's crazy to want to be famous. ”

"Where are the martial arts cultivators of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Are you short-sighted? ”

"I look very young, not many of them are over twenty years old. ”

This means that the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger, but the horns are afraid of the sheep. ”

An Xiaoyu and the others ignored the discussions of the surrounding audience, and sat quietly in their seats and waited.

And those audience disciples of the Sun Gate kept sending messages to their brothers, friends and acquaintances, many people wanted to see who was so arrogant in the Tang Empire, and even some martial arts cultivators were gearing up to compete on the stage and beat the arrogance of the challengers of the Tang Empire.

In less than an hour, the seats in the stands were full.

It seems that the disciples of the Sun Gate are no less than those of the Yunjian Sect.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the audience: "Look, the Black Dragon Nine Evils are coming." ”

"This time there is a good show, the Black Dragon Nine Demons are the nine masters of the Black Dragon Society, which is the third of the top ten gangs in our Sun Gate, and the lowest cultivation is the third-order martial gods, everyone is invincible at the same level, the Black Dragon Society is said to be the power of the Three Princes, it seems that this time there is no need for the Three Princes to make a move, just come out with a Black Dragon Nine Demons can defeat those arrogant and rude Tang people. ”

The nine young people walked into the martial arts arena, and the audience was suddenly boiling, and more diligent disciples gave up the middle position to the Black Dragon Nine Demons, and the Black Dragon Nine Demons all bowed and thanked them, and then sat down solemnly.

Ann small

Yu looked in the direction of the comers, the sun had nine sons, six men and three women, the oldest of whom was in his early thirties, and the youngest was twenty-three or fourteen years old.

Those with high cultivation have already reached the second-order Martial Venerable realm, and those with low cultivation have also reached the third-order Martial God realm.

When an hour came, the old nine of the nine sons of the sun boarded the competition platform, and the person who came was a big black man, holding a ghost head knife more than two meters long, with muscles on his arms, and his body was full of strength.

"The challenger of the Tang Empire, I am the old nine of the Black Dragon Nine Evils, the sword is well side Masao, our three princes have a noble status, not all Mao and a dog can challenge, if you want to challenge the three princes, pass me first. Masao Inobe looked arrogant and said in stiff Tang language.

"Third-order Martial God Realm, if you use a sword, I'll cut him. When Qiu Feng saw that the well was holding a ghost head knife, he couldn't help but feel competitive, said to An Xiaoyu, and boarded the competition platform.

"Are you An Xiaoyu?" Masao Inobe saw a skinny fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy ascend to the martial arts platform and cultivate to a first-order martial god, and immediately wondered.

"I'm not An Xiaoyu, An Xiaoyu is my young master, and I'm his scholar Qiufeng. Qiu Feng said as he gestured.

"I don't kill the nameless, you go down and let An Xiaoyu come up and die. Masao Inabe said.

"Killing chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife, a small third-order martial god, it's not worth my young master's hands, I can cut you with one sword. Autumn Wind said-for-tat.

"Bage Yalu, you're dead, you're dead. Masao Inobe scolded angrily.

Immediately brandished the ghost head big knife, and a thick knife more than three zhang long swept towards Qiu Feng's head.

"Bage tooth road fart, the master pulled out all your teeth today. After Qiu Feng finished speaking, a blood-colored long knife more than a zhang long slashed towards Masao by the well.

The blood-colored long knife exuded a domineering aura like a powerful ghost, which was breathtaking, and the knife more than two zhang long smashed the knife of Masao on the side of the well, and then cut off the head of the ghost head knife.

"Ahh

Masao Inobe was shocked and hurriedly dodged backwards, and then saw a headless man on the competition platform holding a half-cut ghost head knife, standing on the spot.

The blood light collapsed, and the headless man fell straight down on the competition platform, and then a big head also rolled down next to the corpse, and the two frightened eyes were still wide open, and he didn't believe this amazing knife until he died, how could it be so fast!

The disciples of the Sun Gate, who were preparing to watch the joke, suddenly froze with smiles on their faces, and suddenly fell silent.

There was silence for a few seconds, and suddenly several sad and angry voices sounded: "Lao Jiu, you died too miserably, I want to avenge you!"

The remaining few people of the Black Dragon Nine Demons stood up and were about to rush to the competition platform.

Countless disciples in the stands also stood up and rushed to the competition platform in anger.

"Stop!" Elder Yamamoto twenty-seven shouted with a pale face.

The Black Dragon Nine Demons turned around and looked back at Elder Yamamoto Twenty-Seven, their eyes full of incomprehension.

"What about your bushido spirit? Why is it gone? As a samurai, dying in battle is the best destination, and what you, as the elder brother of Masao Inobe, have to do is use the sword in your hand, light

Ming Zhengda slashed the enemy, not beat them like gangsters in the underworld. Elder Yamamoto Twenty-Seven said in a thick voice.

The entire stand fell silent, and everyone pondered the words of Elder Yamamoto Twenty-Seven.

The Black Dragon Eight Demons were also full of shame, and they bowed to Elder Yamamoto Twenty-Seven together, "Hey, what the elder has taught is. ”

An Xiaoyu and the others also nodded secretly, "The spirit of bushido is exactly what makes the Dahe nation terrifying. ”

Masao Inobe's weapons and Na Ring were picked up by the tip of Qiu Feng's knife and put away.

The autumn wind took it when it saw it, and had already slipped back to his seat while he was in chaos.

"Qiu Feng, this knife is too domineering, Masao Inobe didn't expect your knife to be so fast when he died, it is estimated that he hung up without using a lot of stunts. Zhu Gangwei gave a thumbs up and praised.

"Hehe, deputy alliance leader, I know that I weigh two pounds myself, so I will pick a soft persimmon and pinch it first. Autumn Wind smiled slyly.

"The little thin man who used the knife just now, I will challenge you without a trace. "Shadows were empty-handed, with a wide belt around his waist, bulging inside.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Supreme Demon Saint of the Other World" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~