Chapter Eighty-Four: Fighting

The two led their respective camps to the two ends of the high platform above the entrance. In the center, there is a row of seats, which are still empty. However, before they could enter, they saw a dragon martial arts arena leader appear in the stands.

"Hong Chun has seen Lord Vice Deacon!"

The person who came was an old man, and the deacon wearing the golden robe of the dragon martial arts arena walked up to the stands under the protection of eight black-robed deacons.

Seeing Hong Chun, the old man just waved his hand lightly and sat on the main seat.

Seeing that the golden-robed deacon didn't pay attention to him at all, Hong Chun didn't dare to show the slightest displeasure. I just quietly walked to the side and sat honestly in the second row.

Mu Lingxian also hurriedly saluted the old deacon, "Mu Lingxian has seen the deputy deacon!"

The golden-robed deacon obviously liked the wood spirit fairy very much, and smiled at him slightly: "The little spirit fairy is so big now, and he looks so cute and cute. I don't know which guy will be blessed to be the companion of the little fairy in the future. ”

"Grandpa Song!"

Mu Lingxian actually snorted, and his face was flushed with the same as before.

It is not surprising that others have seen this change. Obviously, everyone knew that Mu Lingxian and the golden-robed deacon of the Dragon Martial Arts Arena were familiar with each other.

"Alright, sit down. The lord of the castle is here!"

As soon as the words fell, he saw four silver dragon warriors walking on the passage. These men were dressed in silver armor, with silver helmets on their heads, and a beautiful silver dragon embroidered on their chests. The armor they wore was obviously heavy, and it rattled with every step.

What is even more terrifying is that they stepped on the stands, as if they were about to crush the ground into it. Fortunately, this martial arts arena has the blessing of the formation, so that it can not be trampled on.

Before the four Silver Dragon Warriors was a middle-aged man with a handsome wind god, this person was not only born with a handsome wind god, but also invisibly imposed. The oppression is so overwhelming that others can't breathe at all!

The people on the stage were only afraid that only the golden-robed deacon, the Extreme Heaven Martial Realm powerhouse of Wancao Hall, and Qin Feng could maintain their composure.

"Old Song!"

Even if he is the city lord of Senluo City, this big man is still very respectful in front of Song Lao.

Song Lao was obviously not afraid of this city lord, and only nodded slightly.

After that, Hong Chun and Mu Lingxian naturally had to come forward to greet for a while.

The lord of the castle just nodded. His eyes were actually on himself, which couldn't help but make Qin Feng feel a little pressure!

"I didn't expect Wanmu Thatched Cottage to find such a master, it's really exciting. ”

After saying this inexplicable sentence, the city lord glanced at Mu Lingxian meaningfully, and then sat on the main seat.

"Lord of the City, you're all here. Then declare the battle begins!"

The golden-robed deacon obviously didn't have much patience and said directly to the city lord.

The city lord nodded and glanced left and right.

"Doctor Hong, can you two get ready?"

"Hui Bing City Lord, the villain's Wancao Hall is ready. ”

Hong Chun obviously had a lot of respect for this powerful city lord, and his attitude was extremely respectful.

The Wood Spirit Immortal gave a salute and said respectfully, "The Ten Thousand Wood Grass Hall is also ready, and it can start at any time." ”

Hearing this, the city lord said, "Okay, that's the case. Then I declare that the battle between Wanmu Caotang and Wancao Tang regarding the ownership of medical books and the inheritance of Wanmu Caotang will start now!

"In!"

"In!"

"The two of them are from the same door, and now Wancaotang and Wanmu Caotang are already two extremely important medical halls in my Senluo City. In the opinion of this city lord, if the two of you can keep peace, it will naturally be the best. ”

Hearing the city lord's persuasion of peace, Hong Chun was in his hands to win, where was he willing to give up. Immediately said urgently: "City Lord, no." My Wancaotang has a series of inherited medical books from Wanmu, so my Wancaotang is the true inheritance of Wanmu's medical skills. Mu Lingxian relied on being a descendant of his master, so he wanted to dominate the inheritance. As a senior brother, I have the responsibility to advise, and as a senior disciple, I should also defend the true orthodoxy of my Wanmu medical technique. ”

"Yes, please do it to the city lord!"

The people in Wancaotang below also followed suit.

"Shut up!"

As soon as their mouths stopped, the people who were originally coaxing below were immediately frightened and stopped talking.

As an enemy of the city lord of Senluo, they don't have the courage yet.

The City Lord of Senluo looked at Mu Lingxian and said, "Doctor Mu, what is your opinion?"

Mu Lingxian immediately clenched his fists and said: "Lord of the city, Hong Chun took my grandfather's medical book and betrayed the Wanmu Thatched Cottage. As a successor, it is my responsibility to clean up the portal. Today's battle is inevitable!"

"Really?"

The city lord of Senluo still gave Mu Lingxian a chance, obviously as long as he said a word, Wancao Tang would be in full swing even if it was now in full swing. But he didn't dare to question his orders as a city lord.

"Yes!"

Faced with such an opportunity, Mu Lingxian was a little hesitant. But when he saw Qin Feng, for some reason, another force was born in his heart, and he said resolutely.

"Well, both of you feel that this battle is inevitable, the lord of the city declares. The battle between Wanmu Thatched Cottage and Wancaotang starts now. The two sides of the battle send their own fighters, and the winner will be determined in a battle! The loser should abide by the agreement. ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Let's go!"

With the order of the city lord of Senluo, I saw the Extreme Heaven Martial Realm and the Extreme Heaven Realm martial artist who followed from the side of Wancao Hall stroked his beard and smiled. Jumped up, threw out a whisk of dust, floated up lightly, and came to the center of the battlefield.

On the fighting platform, this person cast a Taoist name: "Poor Dao Dead Wood Dao people, on behalf of Wanmu Thatched Cottage to fight!"

"What, Deadwood Daoist. This person turned out to be the Deadwood Daoist......"

When he heard the words "dry young Taoist" on the stage, he immediately opened the pot.

"Is it that Deadwood Daoist, it is rumored that he inadvertently obtained a copy of the "Deadwood Dafa", and since then he has practiced diligently and eventually become a generation of grandmasters. Later, he cultivated the deadwood Dafa to the extremely deep realm, and finally entered the Extreme Heaven Martial Realm, and entered the Small Extreme Heaven Realm after forty years. It is rumored that he is one hundred and twenty years old, but because of this dead wood Dafa, which takes yin and supplements yang, he looks like he is only fifty or sixty years old.

Later, he called himself a deadwood Taoist. Over the years, he has traveled all over the kingdom of God and killed many monks of the same rank. Legend has it that this man was extremely cruel and extremely greedy for money and lustful. This time, Wancaotang was able to invite him, but I was afraid that he would pay a great price. ”

Hearing the words in the stands, the corner of the dead wood Taoist smiled evilly.

"Yes, this way is for the wood fairy. Ben Dao has been lonely and helpless all these years, and he accidentally saw the appearance of the wood fairy, and boasted that he was worthy of the wood fairy with this skill. If this battle is won, there are no other requirements, as long as the wood fairy is alone. ”

As soon as these words came out, the abuse continued.

"Damn the old way. For the old disrespect, obviously an old immortal, he dared to fight the idea of the wood fairy!"

"Yes, the Wood Fairy is not worthy of someone like you. ”

But as soon as these words came out, I saw that the face of the dead wood Daoist turned cold. Glancing at those people, he saw that the scolding people fell to the ground namelessly, and died with black blood flowing from their mouths.

"It's not up to you shitty to say whether you're qualified or not!"

As for the stands, the city lord of Senluo and the golden-robed deacon treated him coldly.

It's no wonder that some young men with poor strength dare to humiliate a Extreme Heaven Martial Realm powerhouse. Wherever this is placed, it is not in accordance with the rules!

With this, the other originally indignant people did not dare to talk any more, and the entire stand fell silent.

However, at this moment, I saw a voice in the main stand.

"That's right, who is the wood fairy, you are not ashamed to dare to eat swan meat!"

(End of chapter)