At this time—

After losing his instinct for a short time, Wang Peng finally felt the heart-rending pain.

"Ah......h

Wang Peng let out a miserable cry on the spot, and also presented a difficult dance for everyone.

Spinning, jumping, I close my eyes......

"Senior Brother Wang Peng......" The Wuji Sect disciple hurriedly stepped forward and helped Wang Peng up.

"Brother Potian, this kid has just started cultivating, and he doesn't know much about what martial arts he is, you adults have a lot of them, don't be like him. Wudao apologized, but he couldn't be happy in his heart.

Let you continue to be nervous, this egg is gone!

Lan Potian took a deep breath and said, "Of course my brother won't be as knowledgeable as a junior, but this result is ......"

"Who said I don't have martial virtue!?"

Luo Yang immediately opened his mouth and interrupted: "He asked me to do it first, and I also greeted him and said that I was going to do it, so this is not a problem of martial arts, it is a problem of tactics!"

"It seems to make some sense!" the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples thought for a moment.

"There's a!"

The disciple of Wuji Gate said angrily: "Who is trying to fight there!?"

Luo Yang asked rhetorically: "Then who stipulates that you can't fight there!?"

"You're arguing with reason!" said the Wuji Sect disciple angrily.

Luo Yang argued: "I'm expounding the facts!"

"You ......"

The disciples of Wujimen were angry, and they rolled up their sleeves and wanted to beat people.

"Hey, what do you mean by that!?"

Luo Yang immediately shouted vigilantly: "Can't you afford to lose!?"

"Who says we can't afford to lose!"

Lan Potian really didn't want to quarrel with a junior in public, so he hurriedly waved his hand and took out a jade box to send away this shameless thing.

"Thank you, Lord Blue Gate!"

Luo Yang took the jade box and opened it, and inside was a white and tender ginseng like a lotus root, and you could vaguely see gold threads flowing through it.

"Really give!?"

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect looked envious, and the door to the new world was also opened.

It turns out that their cultivation is slow to improve......

It's not that they don't work hard enough, it's that they're not shameless enough.

"Ding Dong, the host was detected to bring bad juniors, and 330,000 points were obtained!"

Big bang!

Big bang!

330,000 points!

Luoyang's 24K titanium alloy dog's eyes immediately lit up, and he vowed to participate in more large-scale activities in the future.

"I found out that the little junior brother is a talent!" said the sixth senior brother with a smile on his face.

Lin Ruoxian rolled her eyes and said, "What kind of talent, obviously shameless as always!"

"Agreed!" Several other senior brothers, senior sisters nodded again and again.

Luo Yang happily put away the jade box, and stepped forward again and asked, "Blue Gate Master, I don't know if you still have that apprentice who wants to compete with me?" The color head is about the same as this 10,000-year-old ginseng king, I'm not a picky eater." ”

it!

Chi Guoguo's provocation!

The disciples of Wujimen were angry, and they shouted that they wanted to fight.

"I found out that what you said is right, this little junior brother is indeed shameless!" The sixth senior brother couldn't help but let out an emotional voice, saying that he had never seen such a shameless person.

If you have one and want it, it's insatiable!

"Luo Yang, don't be rude!"

Wudao couldn't help but reprimand, but in his heart he wanted to drag Luo Yang over and beat him.

How much ability do you have, don't you have a little pressure in your heart!?

You really think that people are idiots, send them to the door and let you beat them!

"Oh......"

Luo Yang reluctantly retreated, still thinking about those natural treasures in his heart.

Lan Potian's eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "Brother Wudao, since the disciples on both sides are interested in learning martial arts, then why don't we hold a martial arts competition, how about you and I each take out some treasures to make colorful heads!?"

"Hmmm......"

The eyes of all the disciples present lit up instantly, and they were obviously very interested in this kind of martial arts competition.

You must know that there are more than 100,000 disciples in the entire sect, and even if they are talented, they may not have the opportunity to meet those elders, so only this kind of martial arts competition can better show themselves.

Once they are favored by a certain elder, they can be directly promoted to the third generation of disciples, so that they can obtain rich cultivation resources and cultivation environment, and they will not have to climb up the level by level that requires so much hard work.

"Tournament!?"

Wudao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he always felt that the previous Ten Thousand Years Ginseng King was just a bait, and Lan Potian's real purpose was to hold this martial arts competition.

Lan Potian smiled again and asked, "Brother Wudao, how do you feel!?"

"When the time comes, your disciple loses, don't cry your nose!" Wu Dao stroked his beard and laughed, ready to make a move.

"I think it's you crying ......"

Lan Potian and Wudao walked to the palace side by side, ready to discuss the details of the martial arts competition.

"Why do I feel that these two people are so shameless!?" Luo Yang scratched his chin and wondered.

it!

He still dares to say that people are shameless!?

The surrounding disciples looked at Luo Yang with shocked expressions, as if they had discovered some new continent.

That's when —

A disciple of the Wuji Sect stepped forward and saluted, "I heard that the five elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect are proficient in medical skills, I wonder if they can help my junior brother Wang Peng treat it!?"

"I can't cure that place!" the fifth senior sister refused with a red face.

Senior Brother turned his head and asked, "Little Senior Brother, your medical skills are also very powerful, can you help Little Brother Wang Peng treat it!?"

"Of course the treatment is no problem!"

Luo Yang looked embarrassed: "I just want to recover as before, this price is a bit big!"

"I don't know what price I need to pay to treat my junior brother Wang Peng!?" a middle-aged man strode over, giving people the feeling of walking in a dragon.

"Great Elder of Wuji Gate, Su Liang!" the second senior brother frowned and muttered.

Senior Brother smiled and hugged his fists and said, "It turns out that Brother Su is also here, it's really rude!"

"Brother Chu, you're welcome!" Su Liang nodded and saluted back.

At this time—

Luo Yang said seriously: "If you want Brother Wang to regain his majesty, you need ten, not twenty thousand-year-level heavenly and earthly treasures to make medicine, and more than 800 other miscellaneous thousand-year-old spirit grasses, by the way, a few thousand catties of spiritual liquid will be almost the same, remember, don't give more, giving too much is an insult to my medical skills." ”

it!

Your uncle's!

And insult your medical skills!?

You're insulting our intelligence!

Is this Nima healing!?

This is clearly taking advantage of the fire to rob!

The disciples of Wujimen were angry and angry, and they couldn't suppress the urge to beat people.

"Does this little junior brother really know what his face is!?" Several senior brothers and sisters were completely speechless, and Luo Yang refreshed their cognition again and again.

"The weather is so nice today!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect looked up at the sky one after another, indicating that they didn't know Luo Yang......