Chapter 403: Broken Arm Mingzhi
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I saw that the eagle-hook-nosed old man's sleeve robe was turned over, and a pitch-black bamboo tube appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand, and only two bamboo sticks were inserted upside down in it, like sharp daggers, surrounded by pitch-black evil qi!
Evil energy is a completely different breath from demonic energy, demonic energy, popularity, etc., and can affect willpower.
There is no doubt on the demon clan's side that the representative sent is Wutian, his face is gloomy, the corners of his mouth are pursed like ice, people dare not look directly, everyone knows, this is a crazy beast on the verge of rage, this time it was stimulated!
On the Terran side......
Who is represented?
Everyone's eyes fell on Wu Feng in unison, the principle of respecting the strong is rampant everywhere, although many sects are not convinced, such as the young man of the Shenyang Sect, he is very reluctant to be robbed of the limelight by the Moon Washing Sect, but he has to recommend Wu Feng.
Because entering first means being able to get more treasures, this is an opportunity for everyone to profit, and he will not be stupid enough to go against himself.
Wu Feng didn't procrastinate, in fact, he didn't wait for everyone's recommendation at all, he had already stood up and came to the demon clan elders.
The strength is here, although it is arrogant, but no one dares to speak out.
The lottery method is very simple, one of the bamboo sticks has red at the end, and if you can draw the red bamboo sticks, you will be the first to enter the Heavenly Demon Valley, although the red bamboo sticks are in the bamboo tube, but you can see clearly with the strong divine sense, even if you don't use the divine sense, you can see it keenly by vision alone, the key is ...... Who can grab it!
It is said that it is a lottery, but in fact it is a lottery grab! The previous demon clans were able to grab it from the hands of the human race and be the first to enter the Heavenly Demon Valley.
Although the overall strength of the human race is far superior to that of the demon race, in terms of individual strength, the demon race is much higher than the same level of the human race, this is common sense!
The elder of the demon clan glanced at the two of them, these two are the new stars of Shenyin Island, and they will be famous all over the world in the near future, this level is the transit of the two, whether it is a dragon or a worm, it depends on this trip to the Heavenly Demon Valley, but unfortunately, before entering the valley, Wutian's side has fallen into decline.
The hope of this demon clan was originally born out of thin air and ruled with the power that shocked the world, but now it has been stifled by life!
His only hope was to restrain his demons.
The elder of the demon clan sighed in his heart, and only hoped that Wutian could cross this day, geniuses are often very fragile, because they have been strong since childhood, so they rarely suffer blows and injuries, but this time the spiritual blow is not trivial.
"Let's draw lots. He sighed, his voice filled with melancholy.
The corners of Wutian's mouth twitched, and in an instant, he stretched out his palm, like a touch of snow-white light, and grabbed the bamboo tube.
Wu Feng's expression was calm, and he also reached out to grab it.
At the moment when he stretched out his hand, Wutian's palm froze inexplicably, and almost no one noticed this short pause, so fast that he couldn't breathe a thousandth, and the onlookers of the human race and the demon clan powerhouses were not aware of it, but the demon clan elders saw it.
His cold and hard face instantly folded together, and he instantly seemed to be dozens of years old.
It's just a short pause, Wu Feng has already grabbed the red bamboo stick, but Wutian's palm is stiff in mid-air, his gaze is a little dull, dazed, his gaze does not fall on the bamboo tube, but on his palm.
Seeing Wu Feng get the red bamboo stick, the Terran powerhouses cheered excitedly, while the demon clan's side was deadly silent, and all the demon clan powerhouses opened their mouths and looked at Wutian silently.
Thundered~~
The Heavenly Demon Valley opened, and I saw that in the center of the two pitch-black magic tablets, the enchantment of the eternal blockade gradually opened, and the void rippled out of a twisted spiral nest, slowly opening the picture scroll of ten thousand years, that scene, the vicissitudes of the primeval breath came from the spiral nest and swept the earth.
That depressed history, that sleeping land, unfolded again in front of the world.
"Let's go inside. The two Terran elders had a smile on their faces, especially looking at Wu Feng's gaze very kindly.
Wu Feng was not polite, and directly took the lead in entering, followed by Ruoshui and other people from the Moon Washing Sect, no one dared to laugh at the Moon Washing Sect at this moment, and no one dared to grab the position, including the previous Lihuo and others, who were also silent.
At this moment, how could they not understand that they had been fooled by Dan Lingzi, compared to a peerless genius like Wu Feng, what kind of son was Dan Lingzi?
It's just that there is no regret medicine in the world, and those who are deceived often lack a pair of wise eyes, and ignorance is a sin!
So they have to bear.
As the Terran powerhouses entered, the entrance gradually closed, and with so many people entering at once, it had reached its limit, and it was necessary to wait for three days before it could be opened again.
Burst!
At the moment when the entrance was closed, suddenly a sound of flesh and blood separation pulled back the angry eyes of the demon clan powerhouses, and all the demon clan powerhouses fled to the prestige, and immediately saw in horror that Wutian was holding a pitch-black and dull thin sword in his hand, and at his feet, lying the other arm!
His arm!
He actually cut off his right arm!
All the demon clans looked at him in shock, shock and puzzlement.
"Young master!"
"Your Excellency!"
"You ......"
As soon as everyone came out of a syllable or two, they were interrupted by Wutian's cold gaze, which was not angry, but very calm, but it made them feel creepy, and under those calm eyes, there was a violent and murderous aura hidden for thousands of years!
It's like a sleeping beast, truly enraged!
"I've been practicing swords all my life, and that's all I end. Wutian gasped slightly, staring at his sword blade, his face was reflected on the snow-white blade, and he said softly: "It's not that I'm not talented, it's not that I'm not good at swords, it's not that I'm not good at blood...... It's just that I'm not trying hard enough!"
"With such good blood, resources, and a sound body, but I don't work hard, it's a capital crime!" he seemed to say to himself, as if to warn everyone.
The demon clan powerhouses were speechless.
Not trying hard enough?
Bullshit!!
They have never seen anyone who works harder than Wutian, whether it is windy, snowy, downpouring, or hail that is rare in a hundred years, this young master with a golden spoon has never given up practicing swords, and under the plane trees in the barren mountains, there is always that figure waving a sword, swinging a sword, and constantly waving a sword.
From three-year-old toddlers, wielding swords.
By the age of ten, he was still wielding a sword.
His childhood was spent in swinging a sword, such a person is not hard enough, what kind of person is considered hard?
You must know that the environment in the border wilderness is harsh, which is completely different from the birds and flowers in the Central Plains, but in this harsh environment, the young master can persevere.
Looking at Wutian's calm and somewhat terrifying expression, the demon clan powerhouses felt that their eyes were moist, God is unfair, such a proud son of the sky, with such a unique talent bloodline, and so hard-working, why is it still like this?
Broken Arm Mingzhi!
Wutian used his actions to move all the demon clan powerhouses, although this was not his purpose, but at this moment, his reputation had surpassed that of the old patriarch, the terrifying father who had commanded eight hundred miles!
Wutian looked up at the sky, there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching him in the inky dark clouds, and he smiled slightly, relaxed and calm.
With his left hand, he clenched the sword in his hand.
From now on, he will not be afraid again!