"Mr. Du, you are back, and now the prince is ......"

When Dunant left for two or three years and returned to the second floor of the ancient hall, it had completely changed. In addition to Tang Xiaoshan, there are hundreds of large and small teams stationed. Although countless soldiers were carrying resources, in front of the third level of passage at the end of the ancient hall, there was only the leader and the strongest warriors in a large circle. There was only fighting in the circle, not cheering.

The mechanical generals who guarded the passage on the third floor have now been dismantled into large and small pieces.

The only key that opens the door is also hung on the doorknob.

Tang Xiaoshan bowed his head and knelt aside.

Ma Ji and his party of four were covered in blood, and they were now being sat under the butt by a blue-robed grandmaster on a human flesh stool. The surrounding sergeants were busy transporting goods, as if they had forgotten the strongest group of warriors. The blue-robed grandmaster who folded the four of Ma Ji into a stool was a little surprised to see the purple robe on Dunan's body. After taking a closer look, I smiled again after finding that there was no 'imperial belt'.

When the rest of the characters saw it, they also had similar expressions: full of disdain.

"Sixth Prince, what happened?" Dunant walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and pulled Tang Xiaoshan.

Against all odds.

Tang Xiaoshan only half got up, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "Mr. Du, I'm sorry, I can't stand up yet." ”

Dunan was slightly surprised, let go and stopped pulling: "Reason? ”

Tang Xiaoshan laughed bitterly, without waiting for him to speak, Ma Ji, who was being cushioned underneath, spoke first: "Because we ...... I'm sorry, Mr. Du. We lost, ahem, we would have been 'slashed once' and thrown back into the pool of blood for resurrection. Ahem, the six princes are in order to keep us safe. Voluntarily kneel down until the end of the 'Purple Robe Competition'. ”

"Purple robe battle? What do you mean? Dunant asked strangely.

This question was ridiculed by everyone. Looking at Dunant as if he were seeing an idiot.

At this time, a sword-wielding warrior spoke: "Mr. Du, right? I am Tie Feng, a disciple of the sword training field. About the Purple Robe Battle. Please forgive Tie for talking too much...... Do you see that key over there? It is the last floor of this ancient hall, the most important secret room key. Although this is not the Tower of the Gods, according to the rules of treasure hunting, if everyone is fighting over the same thing, then use the 'Purple Robe Battle' method to solve it. Whoever wins in the end gets the key. ”

Dunan didn't understand: "I didn't see the purple-robed emperor playing." ”

Tie Feng smiled: "Mr. Du, they are here, but they haven't appeared yet." If they don't need to do it, they'll just sit on the sidelines. The Purple Robe Fight for Supremacy is just a way of saying it. Including the battle between the green-robed master and the blue-robed grandmaster, it is also called the purple robe battle, as long as it is this kind of rule, it is called so. ”

"The one who wins gets a qiē?" Dunant understood.

"Well, that's generally the case. If the winner doesn't have the confidence to swallow it alone, they can also call for help. Anyway, in the end, the ownership of the treasure is in your hands. Tie Feng explained.

"Thank you for explaining, can you ask a question?" Dunant asked suddenly.

"Mr. Du, please speak, Tie knows everything."

"I've also heard that the people in the sword training field are enthusiastic, Tie Feng, right? You're good. I want to ask, is it against the law for me to force the six princes up? What do I need to do if I'm going to pull him up properly? Also, these people are my teammates. Is there anything I can do to help them get up? Dunan pointed at Tang Xiaoshan, and then at Ma Ji and the others.

"Hmph, the way is to defeat me." Purple-robed 'Your Excellency the Emperor. ”

A cold snort.

The blue-robed grandmaster who treated Ma Ji and the others as meat stools spoke, and deliberately accentuated the tone of the word purple robe. The tone seemed to say: You impostor without an imperial belt. Do you have the courage to fight me?

"Can you guarantee it?" Dunant asked.

"Haha, of course." The blue-robed grandmaster chuckled. Then he said, "Your Excellency is wearing a purple robe and is so ignorant...... I don't think I can understand it. I kindly tell you that the loser of the purple robe battle for hegemony is dealt with by the winner. You can fight or not, kill or not kill at will, anyway, you can do whatever you want before the end of the battle for supremacy. Since there are six princes kneeling on the ground and pleading, it is okay for me to sit on the meat cushion for a while. However, it is different if you want to challenge yourself. ”

"Can't you challenge it?"

"No, no. Your Excellency is a 'purple robe', a purple robe that scares people to death. If you win, of course I am at my disposal. On the contrary, if Your Excellency loses, hehe, I will not embarrass you...... In this way, the road outside is too difficult to walk, and it stains my shoes, if your Excellency is defeated, as long as you lick my shoes clean, then the qiē will pass. The blue-robed Grandmaster said arrogantly.

Theoretically.

He didn't dare to provoke the purple-robed character he was wearing, but Dunant didn't have an imperial belt and belonged to the ranks of 'liars'.

Now it's humiliating, and it's also helping the purple-robed emperors clean up the garbage.

"How do you get started?" Dunant was not in a hurry or angry.

"You challenge, I accept. As long as that's it, there aren't too many rules. The blue-robed grandmaster stood up and drew his long sword: "Your Excellency remembered when you licked your shoes, my name is ......"

Call!

Dunant didn't wait for the other party to introduce himself, and lightning punched out.

The blue-robed Grandmaster's heart shook violently, and he reacted too late. barely raised his sword to parry, but was hit in the chest by Dunan's punch, and even the person with the sword flew away. The blue-robed Grandmaster slammed his whole body into the wall, creating a deep crack. Dunant's fist was still pressed against the broadsword, crushing him against the cracked wall. Seeing that the other party was frightened and vomited blood, Dunan said slowly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in knowing the name of a little person like you." ”

And then.

Loosen his fists and claws, and threw the blue-robed grandmaster back like a chicken.

Slowly.

Walking up to his side, he raised his foot and stepped the blue-robed grandmaster's legs into flesh, and said, "Now, you don't need shoes. However, one person is too short to stack a stool at all. Hey, you ......."

Dunant turned his head and looked into the middle of the field: "You don't have to fight, I'll challenge you all by myself." About thirty ...... Those who were injured, not counting those below the blue robe, were about thirty-four. You guys go together, I don't want to waste time. To be honest, I wasn't much interested in the 'blue stool' either. At least it's a 'purple stool' to have a little look. ”

In a word, there was silence in the field.

Knock down the blue-robed grandmaster with one punch...... Even if that person is careless. The purple robe of the person in front of him is definitely not a fake.

But.

It is impossible to fight one against thirty-four. Even if it's a purple-robed emperor. It is also impossible to deal with a group of blue-robed grandmasters in a region without divine power. Teaming up and fighting alone are two different things, a group of people can have tactics, cooperation, strange martial arts, and all kinds of insidious tricks...... If you think about it, a war of attrition alone will kill you.

"Your Excellency is too arrogant, isn't it? One person, against a group of us? ”

"Mr. Du, you are the purple-robed emperor. If you lose to our blue-robed grandmaster, your face will be ugly. ”

"We don't dare one-on-one. It's not as good as ......."

When everyone heard the voice, Dunant suddenly interrupted: "Do you only move your mouths?" ”

"Oh?"

Another sentence that aroused the anger of the crowd, and the audience was quieter.

Dunan pulled out the Fire Fang Divine Knife, pressed the blue-clothed iron blade back, and said, "These thirty-four people didn't count you, so you went away." As for these guys who only talk about it......"

Before drawing their swords, the blue-robed grandmasters were not slow to react.

Knives, guns, whips.

Even things like throwing knives are used. One of them beckoned to Dunant. In their minds, being able to work together to defeat a purple-robed emperor is also something worth 'bragging' about. However, they overlooked one thing: the difference between the blue robe and the purple robe was not the same rank. The blue robe only represents force near the apex. And the purple robe is an unlimited force.

In the sound of the sword, the severed limbs were covered with blood.

Dunant is like a willow branch in the wind.

Walking at will, the strong enemy has been maimed and fallen to the ground in the sword light. There was no bloody look on it. On the contrary, there is an indescribable beauty and magnificence, like a peerless painter. I am painting a world-famous painting with the blood of the crowd.

Less than half a minute.

The thirty-four blue-robed grandmasters all fell to the ground and were defeated, leaving only panic.

The imperial leaders sitting on the periphery stood up one after another. Behind them, a purple-sleeved palm pressed against them.

"This key, we let it."

Dunant retracted his sword lightly.

At this time, an old man in a purple robe wearing a cloth hood walked out slowly, his hood covering his face, and only a few white beards were seen. He seemed to represent the purple-robed crowd, and said loudly: "This purple-robed battle for hegemony was won by Tang Xiaoshan, the sixth prince of the Iron Horse Military State. The rest of the people must not make any more plans, otherwise they will be punished as the public enemies of the world. ”

"Old Yu, give me a reason?" Behind the purple-robed old man, a militaristic prince roared slightly.

The face was full of unwillingness, and it seemed to be a scolding question.

The purple-robed old man turned to the side, with a strange smile on his face.

Then he slowly explained, "I can give you three reasons. The first reason is that Mr. Du is a pair of people, and there is no sound of exchange of knives during the swing of the knife. The meaning is that his sword did not touch anyone's weapon, and he killed thirty-four people purely as a child. The second reason is that Mr. Du has no injuries on his body, not even his clothes. And as he walked slowly, he didn't retreat a single step. Thirty-four people besieged him, and he was not even qualified to touch the corner of his clothes. And finally the third ...... You look on the ground, what is that? ”

Everyone hurriedly bowed their heads.

I was surprised to find that on the ground where blood was splashed, there was a blood painting of a 'dragon flapping its wings'.

In a sword fight.

In the midst of the fluttering blood, someone actually painted a blood dragon in this 'chaotic array'. This is no longer a teacher beating a disciple, but a big man beating a group of ants...... Not only are they powerless to fight back, but even the splattered blood has to be obedient and turned into a picture of blood under the control of the enemy.

"I don't have the confidence to win."

The purple-robed old man did not shy away from saying anything, looked at the prince with a pale face and said, "Your Highness wants to fight, and I can also fight." It's just that this battle is a miserable victory even if it can be won. Does His Royal Highness really want to let the old man rest and recuperate for a few months for the sake of an ancient hall on the road? It's rare to open the treasure of the craftsman god once, and His Highness plans to fight here? ”

"No, no, no. As Elder Yu said, we gave up. The prince quickly shook his head. He spent such a large amount of money, just to compete for the final treasure, and an ancient palace on the side of the road could not 'lose' a purple-robed reinforcement.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm cheaper for you."

"Smile, you're in luck."

"If you talk to the old Iron Horse Emperor more, maybe you can mix a piece of land. Smile and work hard, we are optimistic about you. ”

The battle for hegemony was won, and the imperial leaders slowly left.

Some people saw that Tang Xiaoshan was still kneeling on the ground, and they smiled and congratulated. In their minds, no matter how much they benefit from this kind of waste that is not qualified to succeed to the throne, it is always a commodity that cannot be put on the table.

"Hahahaha......"

Everyone left, but Tang Xiaoshan suddenly stood up laughing.

But...... Tears splashed from his eyes in the wild laughter, and the laughter was worse than crying, as if he was singing the praises of the injustice of fate.

The sergeants were sympathetic and numbly opened the last floor and went inside to retrieve resources.

Tang Xiaoshan laughed for a while, and finally stopped.

Staggered through the crowd and found Dunant alone, the first sentence: "I'm going to kill the Iron Horse Emperor, my honorary 'father'." (To be continued......) R1292