"Hehe, the palace master is still in retreat, and today's competition between the two is presided over by the old body."

Elder Nangong said slowly: "My Kunlun Immortal Palace, handed down since ancient times, there is a rule that there can only be one disciple of the palace master, and this person is the Holy Maiden of the Immortal Palace. ”

"However, by mistake, the palace master accepted a total of two disciples, Nangong Wan and Li Hanqiu."

"In!"

Li Hanqiu and Nangong Wan responded with their fists clasped at the same time.

"Today, the two of you will have a competition, and whoever wins will be the Holy Maiden of Kunlun Immortal Palace." Elder Nangong said, "But in order not to hurt the peace, you two don't have to do it yourself, just let your respective follower teams go out." ”

"Yes, according to the orders of the elders!"

"Everything is up to you, Elder."

The two of them have long known the rules, and their moods naturally have no ups and downs.

"Senior sister, I heard that among your followers, a master came yesterday, which really makes senior sister look forward to it." Nangong smiled and said to Li Hanqiu.

Li Hanqiu shook his head slightly: "I can't compare with my senior sister's followers, even if I have him, it's just that I don't want to lose so ugly." ”

"Hehe, it seems that you are really confident in that master." Nangong Wan said softly: "In that case, Jia Ziyang, you should go and meet this master." ”

"Yes."

A strong man walked out.

This person was one of the three people in Nangong Wan's follower group who had reached the half-step enlightenment.

Just standing there gives people an aura that will explode at any time.

"Hehe, for this master invited by my junior sister, you have to take good care of it." Nangong said in a deep voice.

Jia Ziyang nodded slightly, stepped out suddenly, and stretched out his hands forward: "Jia Ziyang, lead Your Excellency's high moves." “

"Cut." Wang Yang said directly: "Hey, that Nangong Wan, otherwise let's discuss something, let the three of your subordinates come out to fight with me, and decide the winner in one game, how about it?" ”

Wang Yang's words were amazing.

Everyone looked at Wang Yang in surprise.

This kid, want to pick three?

Nangong Wan's brows moved slightly: "Hehe, if you ask for this, then I can't meet you." ”

"My Kunlun's rules, how can you change them if you want to?"

At this moment, Elder Nangong said in a deep voice.

"Mother?" Nangong Wan was a little curious, since this kid was so careless, why didn't he let his three half-step Dao powerhouses go up together, and they would definitely be able to kill him.

Three half-step Dao powerhouses together, unless the powerhouses of the Dao Realm make a move, otherwise absolutely no one can beat them alone.

Elder Nangong shook his head: "Do things according to the rules." ”

As the so-called people become old and refined, Nangong Feng is old, and he naturally considers the problem in more detail than ordinary people.

Since the other party dares to say such a thing, maybe there is really some strange trick?

Even if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance of failure, Nangong Feng doesn't want to take risks, three against three, Nangong Wan is already a sure win.

And after hearing Elder Nangong's words, Li Hanqiu also breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Wang Yang, and said softly: "Wang Yang, are you crazy?" There are three half-step Daoist powerhouses on the opposite side, are you looking for death? ”

"Sister Hanqiu, I just want to help you fight." Wang Yang said in a low voice.

Li Hanqiu shook his head: "The position of the saint is really not important to me, and I can't risk my life." ”

At this time, Jia Ziyang laughed loudly: "Haha, I didn't expect that I, Jia Ziyang, would be looked down upon, clean you up, why do you need three people?" I'm enough! ”

After speaking, Jia Ziyang stepped on his feet.

The whole person flew towards the ocean.

At this time, everyone noticed that on Jia Ziyang's wrists, there were two black iron creations, like handcuffs, but they were many times thicker than handcuffs.

"What's that?"

"Looks like it's heavy?"

A group of female disciples discussed in a low voice.

And Nangong Wan also said ostentatiously: "Those two balls of black iron, one alone, both weigh a thousand catties. ”

"Wow, a thousand pounds?"

"With that, can you still fight?"

"Hehe, for others, those two pieces of black iron are shackles, but for Jia Ziyang, they are the best combat weapons. Except for the powerhouses of the Dao Realm, no one could take his punch hard. Nangong Wan looked at these junior sisters with the eyes of a hillbilly.

Indeed, Jia Ziyang was born with divine power, and with the increase of these two black irons, the power of one punch was unimaginable.

Nangong Wan's words are not exaggerated.

"Monk, hurry up and hide."

The female disciples who supported Li Hanqiu couldn't help but shout at this time.

I saw Jia Ziyang's big fist swing over.

Many female disciples even covered their eyes.

"Hehe, can't you force the next step?"

Wang Yang smiled disdainfully.

Boom!

A sound like an old monk striking a bell rang.

"How's it going?"

The female disciple who had covered her eyes before let go of her fingers and looked at it quietly.

I saw Jia Ziyang's fist stopping two centimeters from the door of Wang Yang.

This stop, but it is difficult to make any progress.

At this time, outside Wang Yang's body, a golden transparent copper bell appeared.

"The talisman that the old bald donkey gave me, you can fight it casually, if it is broken, I will lose." Wang Yang said with a relaxed face.

"Look at my might, invincible!"

Jia Ziyang sighed in a deep voice.

The two balls of black iron in his hands emitted a dark glow.

Jia Ziyang kept waving the black iron in his hand and smashed it at the bronze bell in front of Wang Yang.

The fight was loud, but there was no sign of shattering.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Wan's heart tightened, what kind of treasure is this? Unexpectedly, Jia Ziyang attacked like this, and he was not damaged in the slightest.

With this thing alone, that Wang Yang can be invincible, no wonder, just now dared to say that one person fights three people alone.

"Doesn't it mean that except for the powerhouse of the Dao Realm, no one can take that Jia Ziyang's punch?"

"yes, it seems that it is nothing more than that."

Although the voice was low, it still made Nangong Wan listen to it sincerely.

She has been proud since she was a child, gritted her teeth tightly and said: "This is also called a frontal hard joint?" That monk is just relying on the treasure to shrink, if he fights Jia Ziyang head-on, can he withstand the power of a punch? ”

Hearing Nangong Wan's words, those junior sisters who were discussing in a low voice suddenly didn't dare to speak.

For fear of offending Nangong Wan.

It's just that they are afraid of Nangong Wan, but Wang Yang is not afraid.

"Oh? Isn't it interesting to blow like this? ”

Wang Yang said: "If I punch him down, how embarrassing are you?" ”

"Hmph, just stay in your turtle shell honestly." Nangong Wan glanced at Wang Yang with disdain, she didn't believe Wang Yang's words at all.

"Well, this kind of slap in the face, I like to do it the most."

Wang Yang stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The voice fell.

The bronze bell in front of him suddenly dissipated.

(End of chapter)