With Wei Lanying's order, in that huge space, the ground on both sides of the stone gate quickly bulged, and a huge throne was formed in a short time.

When you look closely, the huge throne is carved with a huge phoenix motif. The phoenix wings that cover the sky are raised high, as if to envelop the whole world under its wings.

And above the armrest of the throne, there is a huge phoenix claw, powerfully grasping a fire-breathing fire bead.

As the huge throne rose, a huge formation appeared in the center of the entire space. In a matter of moments, the ground covered by the formation turned into a huge martial arts platform.

Looking at the rising martial arts platform, Wei Lanying laughed and said, "This martial arts platform has been raised, let's get ready to draw lots!"

With that, Wei Lanying walked to the throne, turned around and sat down.

At this moment, Chen Yuan, whose wings had disappeared, glanced at Wei Lanying, and then said loudly: "Everyone, please hand over your invitation!"

As he spoke, Chen Yuan pressed the token in his hand on the stone pillar on the side of the throne.

With Chen Yuan's movements, the invitations in the hands of the four patriarchs flew towards Chen Yuan as if they had received an attraction.

A moment later, the four gilded red invitations sent by her floated in front of her.

The invitation swovered and rotated, and beams of energy shot out of it. Finally, a crimson curtain was formed above Chen Yuan's head.

When I looked up, the curtain was showing the information of each family.

Meng's, Wutong Ling three, the existing quota four;

Xue family, two Wutong orders, three existing places;

Zhang's, two Wutong Orders, three existing places;

The Yang family, a sycamore order, and there are two places.

...

Chen Yuan, who put the token into the stone pillar, although he did not look up at the moment, he could feel the information received on the curtain through the stone pillar.

After pondering for a while, Chen Yuan said to everyone: "This is the quota of the town guard family now. Then please lead the Meng clan, let's draw lots now!"

As he spoke, Chen Yuan raised his hand and waved, and saw three red balls of light emerge from the curtain. In a moment, the ball of light flew in front of Meng Bihua.

Looking at the red ball of light in front of him, Meng Bihua hesitated for a moment, then reached out and crushed the ball of light on the far left.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, the red ball of light instantly collapsed and dissipated in a short time. At the same time, Zhang Zhao's name also appeared behind the curtain behind Chen Yuan.

Looking at the names that appeared on the curtain, Meng Bihua smiled helplessly: "Hehe! My luck is really not ordinary!"

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Seeing this, Chen Yuan raised his hand to cover his red lips and chuckled: "Patriarch Meng's lottery is really good!"

While talking and laughing, Chen Yuan turned his head to Zhang Zhao and said, "Patriarch Zhang, please!"

As Chen Yuan's voice fell, Meng Bihua and Zhang Zhao both flew onto the stage.

Meng Bihua, who landed on the Yanwu platform, said with a smile to Zhang Zhao: "This battle of Shangxuan is the opening battle of the patriarchs of all clans! Brother Zhang, please!"

Looking at Meng Bihua's eyes, a middle-aged man with a lean figure but no loss of strength stood opposite Meng Bihua.

"Hehe! So I'm disrespectful! I haven't talked to Brother Meng for a long time, so I'll stand up for a good time today. Now that Meng Tao is here, the Meng family is like the momentum of the first family of Cangwu. Today, I'm going to see how much your Meng clan patriarch's combat power is!"

Saying that, Zhang Zhao stepped on the ground and threw himself at Meng Bihua.

Seeing this, Meng Bihua at one end smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "Then I will accompany Brother Zhang to fight with you today!"

While talking about Meng Bihua, he mobilized his own strength, but with the continuous mobilization of power, the momentum surging around his body became stronger and stronger.

"Brother Meng, eat my punch first! Qingyang Duel--Sanyang Stack!"

With an angry roar, three phantoms like the scorching sun appeared behind Zhang Zhao's speeding figure. And the three phantoms are one green, one red, and one gold.

The three colors of blue, red, and gold are intertwined, and they all merge into Zhang Zhao's pair of iron fists.

Looking at Zhang Zhao, whose momentum had reached the peak after the three-color energy was injected, Meng Bihua couldn't help but say with emotion: "Brother Zhang, I didn't expect that your 'Qingyang Duel' had already cultivated to the realm of the Three Yangs, although this Yang looked a little weak. ”

"Raptor Duel - Wild Lion!"

I saw Meng Bihua condense the energy of his body, turned into a golden haired lion that looked up to the sky and roared, and slammed into Zhang Zhao fiercely.

"Boom !!"

A roar like a sky collapse resounded through the space, and the energy blasted out by Zhang Zhao's iron fist had already turned into a three-color iron fist.

At this moment, the golden retriever lion, who was a little sluggish in the collision, seemed to feel the power of the three-color iron fist, and forbiddenly let out a heaven-shattering lion roar.

Looking at the roaring golden retriever lion, Zhang Zhao laughed and said, "Roar? What is the use! My 'Three Yang Stacks' are not over yet!"

"Stack for me! Stack!

With Zhang Zhao's roar, the energy around his body was frantically mobilized. At the same time, the muscles and blood vessels in his body seemed to expand a little with the energy. And the three-color iron fist with distinct colors is also integrated with the convenience.

After a few moments, the most colored trace of gold on the iron fist disappeared, and it was replaced by an all-over blue appearance.

The iron fist that was integrated into one slammed into the golden mad lion's body. I saw the figure of the mad lion, and then shot out backwards like a kite with a broken string. Along the way, Meng Bihua's figure gradually emerged.

Looking at Meng Bihua who fell to the ground, Zhang Shao couldn't help but say in surprise: "Brother Meng, I know that you are not only capable of this!

As he spoke, he mobilized his own strength here, preparing to punch him.

However, before Zhang Zhao's strength was completely condensed, he saw Meng Bihua, who had fallen to the ground, slowly occupying it.

Looking at Meng Bihua, who had already stood up, Zhang Zhao found that in addition to the energy color of the golden mad lion on his body, there seemed to be a layer of cyan energy under the broken energy layer.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the energy of the golden mad lion around Meng Bihua was completely shattered like glass. And underneath that, a layer of energy like a tortoiseshell emerges.

Seeing that there was such a thing behind the golden energy, Zhang Zhao couldn't help but say with disdain: "You cunning guy!"

Meng Bihua, who was safe and sound at the moment, gently flicked the dust on his clothes, and said with a smile: "This... When people are old, they should pay more attention to their bodies!"

Seeing this, Zhang Zhao said teasingly: "You are old? You are not a few years older than me! It seems that you still have to be beaten a little harder! Look how I break your turtle shell!"

As he spoke, he gathered the strength of his body and turned into a huge cyan sun behind him. And Zhang Zhao's energy fluctuations are also approaching the disciple's high level.

"It's... I'm R!"

Saying that, Meng Bi also gathered his strength with all his strength and prepared to defend with all his might. After all, if he attacks, he is really not as good as Zhang Zhao.

However, Wei Lanying, who was sitting on the throne, did not look at the two people who were acting on the martial arts platform, but at Meng Ze behind Meng Tao...

...... To be continued