Chapter 268: Tough vs. Strong

That night, Feng Wuji found Manman, explained a fact to her in a serious tone, and asked her to wake up Su Han, who was in retreat.

"Miss Manman, although the Sword Sect Poplar was not killed by you personally, but died because of you, this news must have already been transmitted back to the Sword Sect, I'm afraid ......" Feng Wuji sighed sadly, "His master is the third elder of the Sword Sect, and he is definitely the top three masters, so hurry up and ask Su Gongzi to go out of the customs and think about it in the long run!" ”

In the Blood Moon Continent, the Ten Martial Dao Sects are pinnacle-like existences, with a majesty that no one dares to refuse, the Extreme Fire Sect, the Immortal Heaven, and the Sword Sect.

If you talk about strength alone, the Sword Sect is also a top-ranked sect, compared to the Extreme Fire Sect before the birth of the Fire Baby, it is only high, not low, the third elder Bai Jian is famous for protecting his shortcomings, and now that his disciple has died in Qihuang City, it is really a resounding slap in the face.

Moreover, there are rumors on the rivers and lakes that Baiyang is actually Bai Jian's illegitimate son, and Feng Wuji felt pressured and was forced to find the vine in desperation.

Hearing this, Manman's brows tightened, and he also realized the seriousness of the situation, and he could probably feel the intersection with the Extreme Fire Sect and the people of the Immortal Heaven earlier, these sects are high up on weekdays, and they are used to commanding people, just like the second generation of officials and businessmen on the earth, who have always been able to bully people.

"This ......" Manman was also embarrassed, pondered for a moment, and said, "Wind City Lord, it's getting late, let us discuss it, and reply tomorrow morning, okay?" ”

"Yes." Feng Wuji nodded, got up and wanted to leave, his figure paused, and smiled mysteriously, "Actually, with the identity of Young Master Su and Miss Manman's strength, as long as you can win the championship of this competition, Immortal Heaven will never tolerate the Sword Sect coming to this extreme northern land to spread wild." ”

"The Lord of Windy City has a heart." Manman nodded slightly, and put on a posture of sending off the guest.

Manman is not stupid, Feng Wuji will never be idle to come here to make a speech about "the Sword Sect is very dangerous", she has also seen the methods of this city lord, and it is by no means an idle role.

The purpose of this trip is nothing more than two, one is to confirm the contradiction between the vines and the Sword Sect, it should not be difficult to resolve it with Su Han's strength, and then Qihuang City will be red through half of the sky of the Blood Moon Continent, and his Feng Wuji's benefit as the city lord is undoubtedly the greatest.

The second is that the above Immortal Heaven, the strong relationship between the ten sects of the martial arts is based on interests, if there is an entanglement of interests, your sect will be destroyed in minutes, and the vines are the fuse that will cause the contradiction between the Immortal Heaven and the Sword Sect in the future.

defeated, Feng Wuji has no responsibility; If he wins, he can instead post it and share the spoils together.

To be able to be the lord of a city in the Blood Moon Continent, where the strong are respected, and the city of Feng Wuji is very deep!

Manman didn't tell Tu Hao and the Dull Overlord about this matter, he sat on the side and thought about it carefully for a long time, and took advantage of the night to come to the room where Su Han was retreating.

She didn't dare to disturb Su Han's retreat, but now that the situation was urgent, she had no choice.

Knocking softly on the door, Manman's mood was very rough, and after a while, she heard a voice.

"Come in."

The voice does not come out of the mouth, but directly in the brain, cordial, solemn, solemn, tall.

This is soul transmission.

The vine was taken aback.

You must know that Lu Dao, soul transmission and thousands of miles of transmission in martial arts novels are the same concept, and all those who can be made are peerless masters, and I feel a little excited when I think about it.

In fact, this is not the real meaning of soul transmission, Su Han just relied on the surging soul power, as well as the perception after breaking through the life and death tribulation, as well as the intimate relationship with the vines, barely managed to do it.

Moreover, the distance should also be controlled within 10 meters, and more than a fraction of the slightest will lead to the inability to communicate.

In the house, it can be said that it is a mess, under the dim light, Su Han sat cross-legged among a large pile of dead bones, unkempt, and a piece of embarrassing stubble on the side of his mouth, which was like a cloud of mud from the previous image of a beautiful young man.

"Sit." Su Han dropped a dead bone in his hand, pointed to a fairly empty place, and said, "Is something wrong?" ”

"Yes." Manman nodded and said, "Xiong Haiwei presided over the selection of Changshengwei, and the first place was rewarded with a pill weapon, I took Tu Hao and the Dull Overlord to participate, and I accidentally killed an important person of the Sword Sect during today's competition, Feng Wuji looked very entangled......"

Manman's description was very short, but it was very concise, and he reported the current situation to Su Han almost without nonsense.

When Su Han heard this, he thought about it sideways, and said, "Dan weapons still have to be done, and this competition is just right to precipitate the things you have accumulated." As for what Sword Sect disciples, if they kill them, they will be killed, who can be blamed if their skills are not as good as others? The sky is falling, I'll help you carry it. ”

For a long time, Manman thought that he was domineering, but he didn't expect that he was still far from Su Han.

This is called domineering!

The vines who listened directly were excited, their hearts were full of joy, and they forcibly pressed their patience so that they did not shout out the urge to give birth to a child for Su Han.

Indeed, this sentence is too lethal to women.

"Alright." Su Han's voice pulled the vines back to reality, "My side has already reached the halfway point, and I will be able to get out of the customs in three days at most, and when the time comes, I will personally sit in charge, and this Dan Vessel will already be surnamed Su!" ”

With the accumulation of his previous life, Su Han was quite accomplished in alchemy, and he knew very well how great the influence of a good pill on the phase of the pill was huge, and it was simply an unavoidable opportunity.

"Yes." Manman, like a little woman, obeys in front of this domineering man.

"It's not early, go to bed." Su Han said, picked up another piece of dead bone, and closed his eyes.

Manman stepped back lightly, touching his hot face, and his face was full of happy smiles.

On the third day of the competition, a huge wooden plaque was erected on the martial arts arena, and a wooden waist card was hung on it, representing 512 contestants.

From this moment on, every game is to be recorded, as long as you win one and enter the next round, it is equivalent to half an immortal guard.

This time, Xiong Haiwei briefly read out the rules of the preliminaries, and reiterated that the point is to stop, after all, those who can come to this point are all good players, and they can be on their own with a little training.

The first was the Dull Overlord, and his opponent was a man who looked very intimidating, at least two hundred kilograms, and his body was full of explosive muscles.

A man's muscles are like the blade of a sword, strength and weakness can be determined by just looking at it, and this man is undoubtedly the kind that makes people's hearts tremble at a glance, and anyone with a sandbag-sized fist will brow at a glance.

"Qi Huangwei, Hu Si!" The man hugged his fist at the dumb overlord, full of anger.

"Yes." Dull Overlord just symbolically pronounced a syllable.

Hu Si didn't pay too much attention to it, grinning, revealing a mouth full of big yellow teeth, "Boy, you're finished today!" Grandpa, I passed all the way just to be able to kill a few of you and avenge my brother! ”

With a look, Hu Si said what he was thinking.

Hu Si is a small centurion of Qi Huangwei, with strong strength, and the two guards who were killed by Su Han in one move in Tianwailou that day, one of them was his own brother.

Later, Su Han frightened the city lord Feng Wuji, Hu Si thought that he was a mere centurion and had no possibility of revenge, but he didn't expect Xiong Haiwei's appearance and this competition.

Revenge, Hu Si also crushed all the way, it was really an eye-opener, let him face the dumb overlord in the first game of the preliminaries, seeing the hope of revenge, Hu Si couldn't help but feel excited anymore, and simply said it.

"The Buddha said that hatred can never dissolve hatred, and only compassion can completely dissolve hatred." The Dull Overlord said slowly.

"Humph! Come on! ”

Hu Sicai didn't eat this set, and attacked the dumb overlord with a roar, his weapon was a pair of stainless steel bracers on his wrist, which was actually a magic weapon!

The rarity of magic weapons in the Blood Moon Continent is self-evident, and auxiliary magic weapons like this kind of wrist guard are even rarer, which was pulled down by Hu Si from the corpse of an evil demon outside the sky with his own hands, and it was also in that battle that he was promoted to centurion.

Since then, this pair of King Kong bracers has been put on Hu Si's hands, cracking tigers and leopards, invulnerable, invulnerable, invulnerable, and invulnerable, relying on this pair of bracers alone, Hu Si has entered the ranks of Qi Huangwei masters, and there are few opponents.

The dumb overlord originally wanted to use Buddhism to purify this man who was blinded by hatred, but he never thought that people would not eat that at all, so he shook his head slightly, and the dumb overlord sighed.

"The Buddha said: The sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

The last byte spoke, and Hu Si's attack was also in front of him, this man took the fierce route, opening and closing, even if he slashed Huashan with a single blow.

It's just that the power of other people's envoys to split Huashan is with the help of weapons, such as knives, axes, and at the worst, a wooden stick.

This Hu Si is extremely violent, his force splitting Huashan is to smash people with the tiger's mouth, Huo Huo is windy, and he really has the power to split stones and gold.

If it were someone else, this move would be semi-crippled if he didn't die, but if it was more tenacious than his body, only in this martial arts arena, the Dull Overlord claimed to be the second, and no one dared to say the first.

Slightly wrong half a step forward, the dumb overlord didn't dodge, nor attacked, but just used his shoulders to resist this force to split Huashan.

"Boom!"

This was a muffled sound, and the people who listened to it were shocked, as if a person had fallen from a height of 100 meters on the hard concrete ground, and the real collision seemed to be accompanied by a slight golden sound.

After a move, Hu Si took a few steps back, both of them were not red and panting, but they could find that Hu Si's hands were trembling slightly.

"Donor, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore!" The dumb overlord is serious.

"Go back to your grandma's legs!" Hu Si spat fiercely, fit and rushed towards the dumb overlord again.

Being able to overcome all the obstacles to come here, Hu Si's limbs are very developed, and his mind is not necessarily very simple, as soon as he looks at him, he knows that it is impossible for Lu Dao to break through the defense of the dumb overlord with brute force, and he changes to the route of close short, and the slap the size of Pu Fan keeps greeting the dumb overlord.

And the dumb overlord, this nerd frowned slightly, standing proudly in place, not dodging, not attacking or defending, but just opening the empty door and letting Hu Si attack like a storm.

Tough against tough! Mars crashed into Earth!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

One after another, wave after wave, and in a short time, Hu Si had already slapped more than a hundred palms, and the sound of Jin Ming became clearer and clearer.

It was a lengthy sound, solemn, distant, solemn.

This is the bell.