Ding Baiwen is a person with a stable temperament, and when Bao Zhongguan made a move, he knew Jun Wuxie's intention to say so much nonsense, but it was too late to stop it, and now he persuaded Bao Zhongguan to say: "Third Senior Brother, that thing is jealous of a few of us joining forces, he is not our opponent, so he deliberately provoked you to do something with him, so that we can defeat us one by one, you must not act rashly."

Jun Wuxian listened to Ding Baiwen's words, and couldn't help but stare at him for a while, as if the prey of a hunter had been cut off, and then sneered, and said: "I didn't expect you to understand, but the dignified Wuji Palace turned out to be a waste of fame, and he likes to bully others to win more and less."

Bao Zhongguan listened to this conversation and knew that he had been fooled, he was guilty and angry, and scolded Jun Wuxi: "To deal with a demon like you, what else do you need to talk about?"

Jiang Litian also smiled and said: "The rules of Wuji Palace are to treat gentlemen with gentlemen's courtesy, treat villains with villains, and treat demons with no need to be polite."

As soon as Jun Wuxian heard this, his brows furrowed, and a murderous aura of wanting to eat people suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a black aura appeared on his face, and he said in an unceremonious tone: "It's better to say than to sing." You think I'm a devil, but I'm going to be a gentleman. Aren't you Wuji Palace always boasting that you take the common people in the world as your responsibility? I have a thousand ghost troops here, and thousands of disciples of your Wuji Palace, if you fight, you will definitely lose both. I have an idea to avoid a lot of casualties. What kind of head of the family are you, and your two juniors can fight with me at the same time, but you must first send three disciples to fight with my three subordinates, two wins in three games, if your disciples win my men, I will let you three old men go up at the same time, as long as I lose to the three of you, I will take my thousand-person ghost army back to the Netherworld Ghost Realm, and never damage the grass and trees on Kunlun Mountain, how about it? ”

Jun Wuxie's words hit the worry in Jiang Litian's heart, although he didn't know that since the Ghost King Jun could come up with such an idea, it would definitely be beneficial to him, and his subordinates were probably not trivial, but this was also a way to save thousands of disciples of Wuji Palace, not to mention that the top ten disciples of Wuji Palace were not decorations, if they were allowed to make a move, there should be a chance to win, so he nodded and agreed: "Whether it is a single fight or a solo fight, I Wuji Palace will accompany me to the end, but, Since we are fighting on the territory of my Wuji Palace, as the home field, we should give each other a point or two, how to fight, I will listen to you ghost king. ”

Jiang Litian's words were both overt and secretly meant to show that Wuji Palace was letting Jun Wuxie be on the side of Jun Wuxi, but when Jun Wuxian heard these words, he was not angry, and said happily: "Okay! In that case, I'll let this first one—"

At this time, a ghost in tattered clothes standing behind Jun Wuxian stood up, one of his calves was only a skeleton, but he had two right hands, one right hand was no different from a normal person, but the other right hand was made of steel, stained with a thick layer of crimson blood, and he didn't know how many lives he had in his hands, and it looked like a murder weapon.

When some disciples in the Wuji Palace saw this, they couldn't help but have some fear in their hearts, and even their legs and feet moved slightly.

The three hands saluted Jun Wuxie, glanced at the people in Wuji Palace, and said to Jun Wuxie: "Your Majesty, these bold fanatics of Wuji Palace broke into my territory a few days ago and robbed important people from hell, I want to settle accounts with them, let me come to this first competition."

This three-handed is one of the gatekeepers of hell, Zhu Yighost, because Wen Yixian broke into hell and rescued Gongsun Zhen'er and Jiang Lianshan, these hellish ghosts were all beaten into the dark forest to kill each other, and Zhu Yighost was the soul that survived.

At this moment, a man with a jade tree standing behind Jiang Litian also stood up, he was holding a long sword with transparent ice crystals in his hand, this person was Hu Bandong, the head of the top ten disciples of Wuji Palace, he was the first among the disciples of Wuji Palace, and he was the first personal disciple of Jiang Litian, he had been serving by Jiang Litian's side since he was a child, only ten years younger than Ding Baiwen, but his cultivation was on par with Ding Baiwen, he played a good hand of chess, and when it came to the layout of chess skills, even Ji Xuan'er was not his opponent, so he was also the most scheming of the top ten disciples, If he makes a move, he will definitely not disappoint everyone.

Jiang Litian nodded, but still ordered: "Bandong, don't underestimate the enemy." ”

Hu Bandong agreed: "Yes." ”

Zhu Yangui "snorted" and said: "Nonsense! Look at the moves! ”

As he spoke, his left and right hands grabbed Hu Bandong's neck and chest, Hu Bandong held a long sword against his chest, and blocked Zhu Bandong's two hands in front of his chest, only to see a light smile in Zhu Bandong's eyes, and his ghost scratch hidden behind him suddenly grabbed Hu Bandong's top of his head.

When the many disciples of Wuji Palace saw this, they all exclaimed: "Senior brother, be careful! ”

When Hu Bandong saw the light smile in Zhu Yanghost's eyes, he had already thought that he must have a back hand, so he was extremely vigilant in his heart, and when he saw his iron hand grabbed out, he immediately pulled back, and when Zhu Yanghost's iron hand was caught, Hu Bandong had already withdrawn from the distance of three feet.

The disciples of the Wuji Palace, who had just mentioned their throats in their hearts, breathed a sigh of relief, and even Jiang Litian exhaled a long breath, only to see Jun Wuxian sitting leisurely on the chair brought by the ghosts, holding a bowl of tea in his hand, drinking slowly, as if this fight had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, those Wuji Palace disciples who had just breathed a sigh of relief became nervous again. In the fighting field, the Zhu Yighost grabbed Hu Bandong's chest again, the claw could be extended, Hu Bandong's body was still standing on tiptoe, and he went into the air, and the sticker was grabbing three inches against the soles of his feet.

Hu Bandong's crystal sword cut down on the iron gripper, only to force Zhu Yangui to take the iron gripper back, although it was successfully resolved, Hu Bandong's eyes were also full of surprise, thinking of the master's sentence "Don't be underestimated", I admired the master's foresight very much, I didn't expect that there are people in the nether ghost world who are really good at kung fu, and the idea that I thought that these demons would only use three indiscriminate means is really wrong.

After losing two moves in a row, Jun Wuxian didn't seem to be able to drink tea calmly anymore, handed the teacup in his hand to the attendant next to him, his voice was cold, and he laughed at Zhu Yangui and said, "Zhu Yanghost, didn't you come back from the dark forest?" How can you do this? I see, you're going to die here. ”

Everyone in Wuji Palace was taken aback when they heard Jun Wuxie's words, this Zhu disgusting ghost was obviously their person, Jun Wuxian saw that he had lost two moves, why did he say such sarcasm?