Under the blow of Ye Zhenwu, who had already reached the power of the Grandmaster Triple Martial Artist, the figure of the True Martial Immortal Monarch looked so small.

At this time, there are already many people who have noticed the True Martial Immortal Monarch who did not choose to make a move, and they can't help but worry, they are all waiting for the True Martial Immortal Monarch to leave the Dao Gate, and they can pull him to their own Xiao Jiujiu, if the True Martial Immortal Monarch is cool here, then they are still recruiting a fart, and the people are gone, even if they want to solicit, it will be useless.

True Martial Immortal Jun was already ready to cool off, closed his eyes, and prepared to meet the arrival of this blow, since he was no longer able to resist, it was better to enjoy the demeanor of this blow.

"Huh?" But after waiting for a while, the pillar of light that was obviously about to reach his body didn't hit him for a long time, and Zhenwu Xianjun couldn't help but wonder in his heart, that stinky boy wouldn't be a spare, right?

When he opened his eyes, True Martial Immortal Jun's eyes suddenly widened.

I saw a broad figure, standing with his hands in his hands, and catching the blow that had reached the power of the Grandmaster's Triple Martial Artist with one hand.

However, this was not what surprised the True Martial Immortal Monarch, what really surprised him was that this figure was Yang Feiyang, the master of their Dao Sect, and the True Martial Immortal Monarch, who had observed Yang Feiyang's figure hundreds of times, naturally recognized Yang Feiyang at a glance.

"You kid, you're still very young, don't think about being cool so soon, after all. Even if you quit the Daomen, you are still a member of my Daomen. ”

Yang Feiyang turned around slightly, revealing his side face, not knowing at all that he had nowhere to place his charm.

True Martial Immortal Jun's face was slightly red, ah, the side face of Yang Fei Yang at this moment was so charming.

Yang Feiyang waved his hand, and the huge pillar of light dispersed like dust, looking at Ye Zhenwu who had fallen to the ground, Yang Feiyang said.

"You have defeated your master, go down and rest first, there is nothing for you here" Waving his hand at Ye Zhenwu, Ye Zhenwu glanced at Zhenwu Xianjun, who was not in serious trouble, and nodded with a pale face, the blow just now also consumed a lot of his qi.

"Wait."

When Ye Zhenwu was about to leave, a person jumped to the place that had been reduced to ruins, staring at Ye Zhenwu with burning eyes.

Yang Feiyang squinted his eyes, revealing a dangerous light.

"I'm really sorry to disturb the Yang Sect Master, but it is Fang Qian, a person in the Bodhi Temple. This time I came to challenge the True Martial Immortal Monarch who had just succeeded to the throne. If the poor monk remembers correctly, there is another event in this succession ceremony, challenging the immortal monarch. ”

The skin of the visitor is dark, revealing a sturdy upper body, like a quickly polished rock, with sharp edges and corners.

"That's right, our Daomen has this rule. But you have also seen that Ye Zhenwu is already seriously injured, and if he challenges like this, even if he wins, it is not a victory. Yang Feiyang turned around and turned his back to the comer, and his broad back gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

Fang Qian swallowed his saliva, his own figure was much taller than Yang Feiyang, but even if Yang Feiyang didn't release the slightest pressure, Fang Qian still felt an invisible pressure, as if a mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

"We naturally understand this, so we brought Aoki Qisheng Huitian Pill to help Zhenwu Immortal Jun replenish his physical strength, and I don't know if Zhenwu Xianjun is willing to accept the challenge below?"

Fang Qian crossed Yang Feiyang very smartly, because Yang Feiyang put too much pressure on him, he was worried that if he continued to talk to Yang Feiyang, he would fall directly to the ground. Therefore, he pointed the finger at Ye Zhenwu himself.

If Ye Zhenwu agreed, Yang Feiyang couldn't say anything, it was their willingness to accept the challenge, even if it was Yang Feiyang, they couldn't do anything to intervene.

Fang Qian's appearance made the audience focus on Ye Zhenwu, and they were all looking forward to the battle between this famous Bodhi Temple rookie and this Daomen rookie who had just shown his talents.

"Hey, Li Xuan boy, I heard that you have a good relationship with that Ye Zhenwu, who do you think has a better chance of winning if he fights against Fang Qian?" The self-cooked Han Xiuchen came to Li Xuan's side and pushed Li Xuan.

Li Xuan feels that Han Xiuchen shouldn't be this style of painting? Isn't it supposed to be very cold? Why does this guy feel a little enthusiastic?

In the game, Han Xiuchen's voice lines are pitiful, which makes many players subconsciously think that this is a cold character, and he estimates that it is only one or two lines when you say it.

Therefore, it is called cold, high and cold.

But right now, this cold and high cooling is showing a self-familiar appearance in front of him, and to be honest, Li Xuan is a little uncomfortable.

But everyone came over, if he didn't speak, wouldn't he be too domineering and arrogant? In his previous life, he liked his character cards very much, and he had a strong attack power.

"It's not that there are any chances, but I think Ye Zhenwu is ninety percent sure that he can win this time, and the rest of the thread, if you can't say too much, you will be slapped in the face." Li Xuan said this indifferently.

Han Xiuchen: That's not enough? You're afraid you're bullying me, I haven't seen what it means to be full of words.

"Why are you so confident in him? I'm curious, tell me, even if Han Xiuchen owes you a favor, how about it? Although Han Xiuchen had a lot of complaints about Li Xuan in his heart, he patiently continued to chat with Li Xuan.

It's been a long time since I've seen a newcomer who dares to talk like this in front of him, and Han Xiuchen also felt interesting, so he was able to continue chatting with Li Xuan, if it was someone else, Han Xiuchen would have rolled his eyes and left.

Li Xuan glanced at the tall Han Xiuchen, and secretly thought in his heart, this guy looks tall and big, and he also has the title of the first person in contemporary boxing, the martial arts realm of the Grandmaster Triple Martial Artist, not to mention, he is a big guy. Hurry up and lick it!

"Actually, Master Han already knows the answer, why do you still ask me?" Li Xuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, indicating that he was very comfortable with Han Xiuchen.

"I already know the answer?" Han Xiuchen touched his chin and was blindfolded, when did he know the answer?

"You kid talks like a magic stick, show off the truth, hurry up, be careful to wait for the Sprinkler family to give you a big chestnut to taste." Han Xiuchen raised his hand and knocked on Li Xuan, and Li Xuan suddenly cried out in pain.

This guy is muscular, and it hurts to death when he knocks it.

"You've knocked it all, wait? You don't have any points in mind about your own strength? Li Xuan complained to Han Xiuchen, but he was still honest and explained to Han Xiuchen helplessly.

"You said it yourself, I have confidence in Ye Zhenwu, that's right, I am full of confidence in Ye Zhenwu, so I have the confidence to say what I just said." Li Xuan explained, but no matter how he looked at it, it seemed to be fooling Han Xiuchen.