The Protoss boy's face turned cold, and he suddenly suppressed his laughter, and said with great disdain: "I advise you not to compare, because you will lose ugly." ”

The old man of the Protoss rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Since young people want to compare, I have no objection, so let's decide, whoever is not convinced will come up, don't waste time." ”

"Since both the envoy and the player have this intention, let's compare. Situ Yuanzhong's eyes flickered, and he first agreed.

Several other bigwigs had no reason to refuse, so they had to agree. The contest that had already ended, once again ignited the flames of war, this time, the ancient warriors "hated the same enemy" and unanimously supported their own people, for them, the envoy of the Protoss was the outsider who stirred up the situation.

There was only one protoss boy left in the ring, facing all the ancient warriors alone, but the momentum was not lost at all.

"I'll come first. Yuwen Xingjian shook Fang Tian and shouted loudly.

The young man of the Protoss raised his eyes slightly, but he didn't look at him, but his eyes swept around, his fingers came out one by one, and he said coldly and impatiently: "You, you, you...... And you ......."

Every time he points to a person, he says a word of you, and the people he orders are all top nine players, including Xiao Manxue, Ji Zimo, and all the way to Yuntian.

Everyone was puzzled and didn't know what he was going to do, so the Protoss boy finished his name and said his purpose: "Don't waste time, nine of you, let's go together." ”

Wow......

The ancient warriors made a huge noise, the request of the protoss boy was too arrogant, he even wanted to challenge nine, even Ji Zimo, he was not so crazy.

"Protoss, you really think of yourself as a god. ”

"It's too arrogant, you really don't treat us as ancient warriors. ”

"It's crazy, it's either really awesome, or stupid. ”

......

The discussion of the crowd was more intense than any previous time, and the sensation even overshadowed the scene of Xiao Manxue's promotion to the innate, and the discussion was endless.

The expression of the Protoss boy remained unchanged, and his reaction to everyone was still calm and light.

"Lin Tian, is he even crazier than you?" Ling Shuiyao said as she looked at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian spread his hands, looking very wronged: "I have always been a low-key person, when have I ever been crazy?"

The eldest lady and Xiao Manxuan were speechless for a while, thinking to themselves, when have you been low-key?

"In your opinion, should we go up with the nine of us and beat him up?" Ling Shuiyao blinked and asked again, as if another prank had appeared in her heart.

For Little Pepper, there is no difference between one and nine, and for such a crazy person, he should be beaten in a group and give him a lesson that he will never forget.

Xiao Pepper felt that Lin Tian was sometimes quite crazy, but it was pleasing to the eye, and the so-called Protoss boy in front of him was so crazy that he couldn't get rid of his hatred if he didn't beat him.

"It's not up to the nine of you to decide, let's see how the big guy discusses. Lin Tian looked at the expressions of several bigwigs and understood in his heart.

"Envoy, nine to one, is there something wrong?" Ji Wancheng frowned and said cautiously.

The Ji family has always been arrogant, and they can't let go of their bodies, and they still want face.

Situ Yuanzhong also nodded in agreement, his purpose was originally to borrow the hand of the Protoss to frustrate Xiao Manxue's sharpness, if he really fought nine to one, and the Situ family was also involved, he was naturally unwilling.

Besides, no matter what the outcome of nine fights and one is, it is not good, if you lose, you lose face, nine can't beat one, if you win, there are many people who bully few people, and you can't win.

"Hmph!" The old man of the Protoss snorted coldly, looking unhappy: "Don't waste time, nine against one, life and death are self-recognized." ”

Speaking of which, a few bigwigs didn't want to say anything, and once again complied with the request of the old man of the Protoss.

"The top nine in the competition just now are all on stage, don't rub it off!" The old man who presided over the work was also unhappy, and his tone was very bad, of course, it was aimed at the people from the Protoss.

The nine players hesitated, but walked into the ring anyway. Nine people, standing in nine directions, surrounded the Protoss boy in the middle.

In the normal martial arts competition in the ancient martial arts world, the situation of nine to one will hardly appear, and Lin Tian estimates that it is also the first time in history, he noticed that the older generation of ancient martial artists present have no eyes.

"Come, win or lose with one move, take out your strongest strength, and I'll give you time. The protoss boy untied the sword behind his back and simply put it on the ground, the sword was not unsheathed, and the person was very relaxed.

Give you time to charge up and amplify your moves, these words are even crazier than just now, and the faces of the nine players have changed.

"Lin Tian, did you say that sister, they would win?" Xiao Manxuan asked in a low voice.

Lin Tian frowned, was silent for a moment, and then shook his head slightly.

Xiao Manxuan was taken aback: "What...... Possibly?"

The nine players all have their own stunts, and even have town-level weapons. Xiao Manxue Kendo, Shadow Sword, Ji Zimo Emperor's Heart, Tengkong Sword, Ling Shui Yao Mo Evil Sword, Yuwen Xing Sword Fang Tian Painting Halberd, Situ Yufeng Weeping Snow Sword, Huang Xiaopang Kang Dragon Gong.

This force gathered, and among the younger generation, it was almost invincible and could walk sideways, but Lin Tian was not optimistic.

Hum, the eldest lady took the lead in moving, and with a shock of the scabbard, the painting shadow sword flew out, and it seemed to feel the master's mind, and it shook violently.

Then came Ji Zimo, the sword was unsheathed, and the true qi of the emperor's heart trick operated violently, and the true qi condensed on the blade of the sword, shining brightly.

Yuwen Xingjian raised Fang Tian's painting halberd, the blood light flashed, Ling Shuiyao pulled out the Mo Evil Sword, the sword shadow flew, Situ Yufeng was cold, and the yellow fat man's Kang Dragon Gong buzzed and vibrate.

The nine people unreservedly urged their true qi to accumulate strength to the greatest extent, and the momentum of the nine people faintly converged together, like the sea capsizing, all of them suppressed the protoss boy.

Before he started, the momentum was already boiling violently, when had everyone seen such a majestic and spectacular scene, some of them were weak.

They couldn't imagine how much pressure the Protoss boy in the middle of the vortex would be. But they found that instead of being intimidated by the momentum, the Protoss boy was flying in his eyes and fearless.

"Drink ......" Yuwen Xingjian burst into a shout, and finally made a move, Fang Tian's halberd slashed forward, and a huge halberd shadow appeared.

Almost at the same time, Xiao Manxue also made a move, and the sword qi appeared vertically and horizontally, she was promoted to the innate level, and the power of the sword qi was even stronger.

Ji Zimo, Ling Shuiyao, Situ Yufeng, Huang Xiaopang, Liu Xiaoxiao, Yuntian, Wang Lin, all of them used their own tricks, all kinds of true qi energy converged, and there was only one goal, the protoss boy.

The Protoss boy finally pulled out his weapon, a pitch-black long sword, and at the moment when the black sword was unsheathed, it was dark in the ring, as if night had fallen.

He raised the black sword and drew a circle, and a black light appeared, like the sky in the dark night, completely enveloping the boy. The martial arts played by the nine people were all bombarded on the light mask, and the energy on the light mask flowed, swallowing all the attacks in an instant.

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