Chapter 088 The power of immortal art Changbai Yue is too beautiful, wearing a plain Taoist robe, it is difficult to hide the rippling coquettishness.

Sang Zhiheng only glanced at her, and he had the ** to conquer this woman. Everyone has a love for beauty, and it is normal for a man to like beautiful women.

And Chang Baiyue's expression of wanting to cover up and be ashamed was even more provocative Sang Zhiheng's heart.

"Senior Brother Sect Master, pay attention to the influence ......" helplessly, Feng Wuxian reminded in a low voice.

"Ahem, White Moon Sect Master, let's please!" Sang Zhiheng stiffened his waist suddenly, stretched out his hand and said to Chang Baiyue.

"Sect Master Zhiheng, please!"

So, the two men walked side by side and walked to the backyard.

Soon, the disciples of the three sects sat down in their seats, and then Feng Wuxian spoke: "This time the Three Mountains Discussion is still the old rule, and it is divided into three processes. The first process is for the disciples of each sect to perform the sect's exercises, in the order of Tianding Sect first, Tianyun Sect second, and Tianmen Sect last. The second process is the Sect Leader Tournament. The third process is the Three Mountains Feast. ”

Sang Zhiheng thought to himself, what kind of three-mountain feast, if you don't get it right, you just eat a meal of fruit in the end.

Then, under the auspices of Feng Wuxie, the Three Mountains Discussion officially began.

As for Sang Zhiheng, his eyes peeked at Chang Baiyue from time to time, so that his attention was not in the ring at all.

And Chang Baiyue also noticed that Sang Zhiheng kept peeking at him, and his face was red and purple.

A disciple beside Yu Wenqiang secretly told Yu Wenqiang what he had discovered, Yu Wenqiang looked at it, and said to his disciple with a smile: "Hmph, I heard that Sang Zhiheng is a womanizer, and when I saw it today, it was really the case." I don't know why his master chose such an idiot as the sect master in the first place! I heard that five years ago, his cultivation level had not broken through the first order, and he was a complete fool. ”

The disciple next to Yu Wenqiang is named Ye Long, who is about the same age as Sang Zhiheng, and also has a first-order sixth-level cultivation, which is already good.

"Master, why can't I see what Sang Zhiheng's cultivation level is?" Ye Long frowned.

"He has no rank, of course you can't see it, don't pay attention to Sang Zhiheng, for us, the most powerful opponent of the Tianmen Sect is Feng Wuxie. However, compared to Feng Wuxie, Changbai Yue is indeed a difficult character to deal with! ”

Ye Long nodded and said, "I'm afraid that Changbai Yue's cultivation has already reached the second and fourth levels, right?" ”

Yu Wenqiang shook his head with a smile on his face and said, "No, her cultivation has already reached the fifth level of the second order, but it is still one level lower than my cultivation. This time, the first name of the Three Mountains Discussion Dao must be from our Heavenly Peak Sect! ”

It can be seen that Yu Wenqiang's confidence in winning and winning is still very strong.

The first process of the Three Mountains Discussion ended quickly, and Sang Zhiheng almost didn't look at what the first process did, and then the second process began.

This second process is a fight between the suzerain and the suzerain.

The order of the ring is that the two sect masters who participated in the Donghua Prefecture Sect Conference last time compete first, and then the winner competes with the rest of the one.

In the ring, there are no words in the fists and feet, and there are also cases where people are killed if they are not careful.

However, the relationship between the three sects is relatively good, so it has always been up to the point, and he took the initiative to quit if he thought he couldn't do it.

Feng Wuxian invited Yu Wenqiang and Chang Baiyue to the ring, and said: "The fists and feet have no eyes, the Dao is ruthless, the two sect masters, the battle in the ring will start soon, I don't know if the two of you are ready?" ”

Yu Wenqiang and Chang Baiyue clasped their fists together to the wind and said, "Ready." ”

Then, Chang Baiyue looked at Yu Wenqiang with a soft smile and said, "Sect Master Wenqiang, be merciful to your subordinates." ”

Yu Wenqiang shouted loudly without understanding the amorous feelings: "Changbaiyue, I, Yu Wenqiang, am not a womanizer, let's see the real chapter in the fist and foot Taoism!" ”

After speaking, that Yuwen Qiang took a tiger step, and then swung at Chang Baiyue with a fierce punch.

This punch was wrapped in powerful power, and the fist wind whirred, and it smashed towards Chang Baiyue's front door.

That Changbai Yue, who is not an idle person, how can he be easily hit?

"White Moon be careful!"

As soon as Sang Zhiheng was excited, he shouted out.

However, he didn't call the other party's Baiyue Sect Master, or Baiyue Dao Master, but directly and affectionately called her Baiyue.

This sound was so frightened that Chang Baiyue almost didn't react.

Seeing that Yu Wenqiang's heavy punch was about to hit him, Chang Baiyue was in a hurry, shrank his head, rolled on the spot, and rolled under Yu Wenqiang's crotch.

In this way, although he temporarily got out of the predicament, it was a very embarrassing behavior, which made the entire Tianyun Sect lose face!

"I'm fine!" Chang Baiyue said angrily.

Soon, the two men were entangled.

Although Sang Zhiheng has been a good student since he was a child, he has not participated in fights and brawls. But this is the first time I've seen a fight scene like the one in front of me.

Mayweather boxing is very exciting on TV, but compared to the two in front of him, it is simply pediatric.

Sang Zhiheng watched it very enjoyable, and Yu Wenqiang and Chang Baiyue fought for a full hour, and they still hadn't decided the winner.

However, it can be seen that Changbai Yue is already at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength.

The principle of selecting players to participate in the sect conference is as follows: the two sect masters who participated in the sect conference last year will fight first, and then the winning party will fight with the rest of the party, and the winner of this game will directly qualify for the qualification. And the second defeat and the first defeat fight, the winner will be qualified for the sect conference.

In other words, if Sang Zhiheng defeats the winner between Chang Baiyue and Yu Wenqiang in the second game, he will directly qualify for the sect conference, and if he doesn't win, he will have to play another game.

was watching the excitement, and suddenly Chang Baiyue fell from the ring and said, "Baiyue lost." ”

Looking at Yu Wenqiang again, he was very proud, and laughed: "In the three mountains, my Cloud Peak Sect will always be the first!" ”

When Sang Zhiheng heard it, he was not happy!

Phew, I haven't been in second place since I was in kindergarten, and now you're going to grab the first place?

Grandma's, the sofa is Lao Tzu's!

Sang Zhiheng stood up with a thud, then trotted to the edge of the ring, and climbed into the ring with great difficulty.

While climbing, he also shouted: "Elder Feng, you are really, such a high ring, you don't know how to build a ladder!" ”

Just now, Yu Wenqiang and Changbai Yue both flew into the three-meter-high ring, and the scene of Sang Zhiheng climbing up along the wooden pillar directly made the disciples of the Cloud Gate Sect and the Cloud Peak Sect present very happy.

"Hahahaha, I'm afraid that the Cloud Gate Sect's sect conference this time will be no longer a show!"

"At this level, we can't even take off, it's not as good as us!"

"That's it, Sang Zhiheng is a well-known idiot, and no matter how he cultivates, he can't achieve any results."

"Pitiful, the Tianmen Sect may not even have enough twenty people in the future."

Sang Zhiheng heard the discussion next to him clearly, but he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Feng Wuxian stroked his beard with a calm face.

And the disciples of the Cloud Gate Sect were also frowning, staring at the ring, full of confidence.

"Sect Master Zhiheng, why don't you let me build a ladder and let my disciples carry you down?" Yu Wenqiang pretended to look at Sang Zhiheng with a concerned expression.

His meaning was obvious, meaning that he would beat Sang Zhiheng down later, and then let his disciples carry him down.

Yu Wenqiang was quite rude to himself just now, which already made him feel a little angry, and now he is even more angry with such a provocation.

"Bad pen, you are not my opponent, the acquaintance obediently kowtows to me, and then I will spare you if you call me an ancestor!"

Sang Zhiheng had already been angry, so he didn't have the slightest mercy towards Yu Wenqiang. But such an unabashed scolding of the street is somewhat excessive.

However, Sang Zhiheng likes it!

Haha, this sentence can completely anger Yuwenqiang!

When he fought with Changbai Yue just now, he obviously regained his strength. After all, his strength must be above Changbai Yue, and he can defeat her without going all his strength!

However, this time, in the face of Sang Zhiheng, facing an opponent whose cultivation was even lower than Chang Baiyue, Yu Wenqiang had to use all his strength!

Just because he scolded himself for being bad just now!

"I don't know whether I live or die, if I don't kill you today, I will dissolve the Heavenly Peak Sect in the future!" Yu Wenqiang also said cruel things this time!

Seeing that the other party pounced like a hungry tiger, Sang Zhiheng did not panic, folded his hands, and said something in his mouth.

Suddenly, the sky was covered with black clouds, and the surrounding light suddenly dimmed.

At this moment, Yu Wenqiang, who had some knowledge, was greatly shocked in his heart!

"Could it be that Sang Zhiheng has comprehended the Dao Law?"

Because of the distraction, Yu Wenqiang's strength was much smaller, and the speed was much slower.

There was a loud click, and a bolt of lightning slashed across the sky, and with a bang, it hit Yu Wenqiang hard.

Yu Wenqiang's fist just touched the tip of Sang Zhiheng's nose.

Sang Zhiheng was actually taken aback, the speed of the opponent's punch was too fast, and he didn't seem to have a chance to dodge at all. Fortunately, the release speed of his immortal art was a little faster than his punching speed, otherwise he would have been hit by the opponent's punch, and he would have flown out immediately.

Looking at Yu Wenqiang, whose hair stood on end, his skin was black and scorched, and who was still flickering and cremated, Sang Zhiheng gently pushed it and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I, I didn't know this thing was so powerful." ”

Yu Wenqiang was gently pushed by Sang Zhiheng, and he fell straight back and fell to the ground.

Feng Wuxian was shocked, hurriedly flew into the ring, ran to Yu Wenqiang's side, touched the other party's snort, and announced loudly: "The fists and feet are speechless, the Tao is ruthless, the sect master Wenqiang, unfortunately died, the winner of this ring match is the Zhiheng sect master of the Tianmen Sect!" ”

Everyone present was stunned, the powerful move that could summon thunder and lightning to hit the enemy and kill the enemy turned out to be a spell comprehended by Sang Zhiheng, the sect leader of the Heavenly Gate Sect that they had always looked down on before!

This is really, ten years in Hedong, ten years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor!