"Mochizuki Pavilion vs. Cold Water Pavilion!"

The words of the Sect Master of the Red Sky Sect quickly made the square boil. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, Mochizuki Pavilion was fourth in the last session, and Hanshui Pavilion was ranked fifth in the last session, the strength of the two is equal, but Mochizuki Pavilion seems to have a better chance of winning. ”

"That's not necessarily, the last session was ten years ago, and now that so much time has passed, it has long been a matter of fact, and the Decepticon Pavilion was still at the bottom of the existence, but now people are the top three contenders this time, and I heard that the Cold Water Pavilion has also grown up a few masters recently, and the combat power is not weak, so it is difficult to predict the outcome of the battle." ”

"Haven't you heard that this time the Moon Pavilion is fighting, and that White Tiger Descendant Yi Qiu? I heard that this kid is very strong. ”

"How strong can a martial artist who has just stepped into the Blood Sect realm be less than two years old? I really can't find a decent person in the Moon Pavilion, so I sent him up, so once Xiang Shaoran, the chief disciple of the Moon Pavilion, is defeated, the Moon Pavilion will definitely be defeated. ”

Amid the discussion of everyone, the six deputy sect masters had already returned to their respective stands.

Chu Mei returned to the stands, her beautiful eyes flashed, she looked at the many disciples of the Moon Pavilion, and said, "Xiang Shaoran, Mo Wu, Yi Qiu, the three of you will fight for our Moon Pavilion." ”

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, Yi Qiu and the other three swept out of the stands, and soon appeared on the side of the bluestone battle platform, and from the direction of the Cold Water Pavilion, three martial artists also swept out, and the two sides looked at each other, each with a lot of hostility in their eyes.

Yi Qiu's expression was flat and abnormal, his eyes swept away, and he found that the strength of the three martial artists on the opposite side was indeed not weak, two of them had the eightfold cultivation of the Blood Sect, and the other was slightly weaker and had the sevenfold cultivation of the Blood Sect.

At this time, Xiang Shaoran whispered to Yi Qiu and the others: "Two junior disciples, the two strongest people in the Cold Water Pavilion, one is Xun Ye, the chief disciple of the Cold Water Pavilion, and the other is Yang Tianyu who is wearing blue clothes, the strength of these two people is not weaker than mine." ”

Yi Qiu nodded and didn't speak, and the Mo Wu standing beside him spoke: "Senior Brother is right, this Cold Water Pavilion is not weak, it has two Blood Sect Eightfold Martial Artists, when the competition will take place, the opposite side will definitely send the weakest martial artist to the field first, and we will send Senior Brother Yi Qiu to take the lead, even if we can't win, we can also lose some of the opponent's vitality, in this way, it will also create a chance for me and Senior Brother to win." ”

Mo Wu's words obviously regarded Yi Qiu as cannon fodder.

When Xiang Shaoran heard this, he was amused in his heart, and coughed dryly: "Senior Brother Mo Wu, you are wrong, even if it is cannon fodder, it should be us, Senior Brother Yi Qiu is the last to appear." ”

Mo Wu was quite dissatisfied and said: "Senior brother, Senior Brother Yi Qiu has only been in the Blood Sect for two years, and his cultivation must be very low, you let him finale, aren't you looking for defeat?"

Xiang Shaoran was about to speak again, but Yi Qiu smiled and said, "Senior brother, what Senior Brother Mo said is, I will be the cannon fodder, you will be the finale, if I lose, you will be on the field." ”

Xiang Shaoran pursed his lips and said in his heart: "Ya, you can't beat the person, I will definitely be more bullshit." ”

But although he thought like this in his heart, Xiang Shaoran didn't say anything more.

At this time, after the two sides discussed for a while, the Chitian Sect Master glanced at both sides and said, "The rules, the six of you all understand, you must defeat all the participating martial artists of the opponent to win, okay for the first battle, whoever you send on the field will be on the battle platform." ”

As soon as the words fell, from the camp of the Cold Water Pavilion, a figure flashed out and immediately jumped onto the battle platform.

Yi Qiu looked at it at a glance, and sure enough, it was the weakest martial artist in the Cold Water Pavilion.

With a faint smile, Yi Qiu's figure flickered, and he also appeared on the battle platform.

Yi Qiu's appearance immediately caused quite a stir in the square.

"You see, that guy is the rumored White Tiger heir Yi Qiu, I heard that this kid is not only very ambiguous with our Xuanzong Holy Maiden, but also lives with the Deputy Sect Master of Chu, it is really a blessing. ”

"Hmph, so what? The first people to step into the ring were just cannon fodder. ”

"That's it, a cannon fodder, no matter how good his talent is, how strong can he be, I think this kid will be bombarded off the battlefield by the people of Hanshui Pavilion in less than three moves. ”

At this moment, Zuo Qianqiu, who was sitting in the stands, also flashed a touch of contempt in his eyes, a cannon fodder, who dared to challenge him in front of everyone and make him pay the price, it was really ridiculous.

On the battle platform, the warrior of the Cold Water Pavilion couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he saw that the person who was fighting against him was Yi Qiu, the heir of the White Tiger who was now famous.

Although he also came up to be cannon fodder, he didn't want to be a green leaf, and he also wanted to show off in this martial arts.

And obviously, this is the perfect opportunity!

As long as he can defeat this White Tiger Descendant, then doesn't it prove that he is stronger than the White Tiger Descendant?

Thinking of this, the martial artist of the Cold Water Pavilion was secretly proud in his heart, and at the same time, a gloomy color flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Yi Qiu and said: "Yi Qiu, although you came up to be cannon fodder, I advise you to go down obediently, don't wait for me to do it, otherwise it will be difficult to protect Senior Brother, I will accidentally blow you into a serious injury or something." ”

Salute first and then soldier, if he can scare Yi Qiu away, it will naturally prove his strength even more.

And he can also leave some blood and gas, and fight with the second martial artist of Mochizuki Pavilion, if he can win again, who dares to say that he is cannon fodder?

But of course all this is just whimsical, how could Yi Qiu surrender?

With a faint smile, Yi Qiu said, "Senior brother is wrong, who told you that I am cannon fodder?"

The Cold Water Pavilion martial artist was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "You are the first to play, what is it that is not cannon fodder?"

Yi Qiu shook his head and said, "Is the first one to play cannon fodder?"

The Cold Water Pavilion martial artist sneered: "Then what do you think you are?"

Yi Qiu took a step forward and said, "I am Yi Qiu, the descendant of the White Tiger, but I am not cannon fodder, but the person who cleans up the cannon fodder. ”

"Arrogant! I'll let you know today how powerful our Cold Water Pavilion is!"

The martial artist of the Cold Water Pavilion naturally felt the contempt from Yi Qiu, his heart was furious, his left foot kicked the ground, and the whole person swept out in an instant, appearing in front of Yi Qiu in an instant, bending his fingers into claws, and his fingertips scraped a black paw print in mid-air, towards Yi Qiu's face claw.

The paw prints had not yet arrived, but the fierce wind was blowing in front of you.

"Black wolf claw!

Yi Qiu snorted coldly, slowly raised his palm, and slapped it towards the martial artist of the Cold Water Pavilion.

"Tarzan Seal!"

In an instant, three golden palm prints burst out, condensing into a huge palm print in mid-air, meeting the black paw print in mid-air.

Rumble!

A thunderous sound sounded, and everyone saw that under the bombardment of the golden palm print, the Cold Water Pavilion martial artist was immediately blasted out, and fell directly out of the battle platform from the bluestone battle platform, and there was a dead silence in the square in an instant.

Yi Qiu stood on the bluestone battle platform, looked at the other two people in the Cold Water Pavilion, and said, "Okay, the next cannon fodder can be played." ”