Chapter Twenty-Six: The Battle of Wu Zong

"Tang Liyang, the head of the Tang family, invites the Martial King of Ten Thousand Families!"

A thin young man walked out, without monstrous anger, nor amazing killing intent, only a peerless edge.

Yu Minghong looked at the young man and nodded, agreeing, and appreciating this transformation. Not long ago, he was still shouting one by one, not long ago, he also told himself that he wanted to be a rich young master, and now, his home is gone.

If you don't kill the enemy, he will come back and destroy everything you care about.

When the prosperity comes to an end and the wings are smoothed, this former Tang family nine young people will start to show their swords against the enemy.

What a teenager!

Wan Jia, it's going to be unlucky.

Everyone knows, Wanjia, this is absolutely provoking a person who shouldn't be messed with. Wang Ti, that's still second, this one is not shocked, if it is not erased, then ten thousand families can only be reduced to ashes!

"Okay, then, let the battle begin. ”

The old lady looked at Tang Liyang and nodded slightly.

Among the enemies, some people were also observing Tang Liyang and Yu Minghong, and they were groaning in their hearts, not knowing what they were thinking.

"The old man is not talented, take the lead. ”

The first one to appear was really the old lady.

The old lady was hunting in green clothes, her clothes fluttering, her white hair flying, and at this moment, she seemed to have regained her youth, and burst out with an amazing might. Won the applause of the Zhou family.

"It's you?!"

It was a one-armed old man who came out of him, which shocked the old lady.

"It's me!"

"Two hundred years ago, one person destroyed the entire Qingshan Empire's three factions and eighteen villages with the power of the Martial Sect, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye for two hundred years, I didn't expect that you would come back one day. ”

"It's useless to talk too much, let's do it!"

The two of them moved together under the horror of everyone, but what was even more shocking was that the two of them used all the simplest moves.

The old lady used a sword, just to slash.

One-armed with a knife, just chopping.

Both of them are old monsters, and the duel has long been unusual, back to basics.

There is not a trace of flashy martial arts!

Three hundred moves, one-armed defeat!

It's not that one-armed is weak, it's really the old lady who is strong. In the original realm, the old lady took another step forward because of the guidance of the monkey and became a half-step martial artist. Martial Sect and Martial Sect, the difference between cloud and mud!

"I didn't expect you to take this step. ”

In the direction of the ten thousand families, a man in black walked out.

"Wan Tongtian! It's been a long time. ”

The old lady broke out the name, which shocked everyone for a long time.

Speaking of which. This is the real old immortal, the former master of the Wan family, and the current ancestor. Back then, he was also a famous person, as his name suggests, his strength is all over the sky, and he doesn't know how much blood and rain he has stirred.

"You can't stop me, King Zhou Yan!"

"But I have to try!"

......

After being silent for a long time, the old lady spoke: "Let's fight next!"

When the monkey appeared, he stood there silently, without saying a word, and the other party walked out of a man in Tsing Yi, with a gentle and elegant appearance, holding a jade fan, with the word "Confucian" written on it.

But when the man saw the monkey standing quietly, his heart set off a monstrous wave, and there was an invisible sense of oppression that kept suffocating his chest, and he couldn't breathe, which felt like pressing a mountain. He thought that he had a supernatural ability that could sense good luck and evil. And now, he has an intuition that as long as he does it himself, there is a ninety percent probability that he will fall, and the remaining one percent will also be defeated. There was a wave of uncertainty on his face.

"I am not defeated, this battle, I am defeated. ”

After speaking, he ignored the eyes of others and walked straight off the stage.

"You have the vision, let you go for the time being!" the monkey also walked down.

Yu Minghong was admiring the strength of the monkey, but when he glanced at it, he found that Wan Tongtian was staring at his own martial kings, and he couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

Wan Tongtian saw Yu Minghong seeing him, and smiled weirdly, so frightened that Yu Minghong shrank his head.

This old man, why don't you look at Brother Monkey and look at me? I have to be careful, what if his target is me, but I heard that swallowing celestial bodies is in the eyes of some people, but it is the object of life and death.

There will be no suspense in the next competition.

First of all, Long Yaotian, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, tried his best to make a move Dragon Dance for Nine Days, but he was still torn by a man in yellow and his arm was almost hated.

Then the Holy Mother of White Bones made a move, at the beginning, relying on a strange evil skill, she had the upper hand, but then she fought more and more, the other party's palm in one hand was full of toughness, and the Yuan Force was never exhausted, and in the end, the Holy Mother of White Bone was defeated.

In the last battle of Wuzong, it was the leader of the Tiesha Gang who shot out, known as Mr. Baili, formerly known as Baili Lonely City, and later because Mr. Baili's name was too loud, so there was no lonely city in the world.

This battle was particularly tragic, with a total of 1,300 moves, and the moves were fatal and dangerous. However, Mr. Baili deserves to be Mr. Baili, and at the last moment, he actually pulled back the disadvantage and won the battle with only one move.

"What a hundred miles!"

Not only on their own side, but also on the enemy side, there are people who admire.

At this time, the battle of Wuzong was already coming to an end, with a total of five battles, and Yu Yinghong's side won three, that is to say, the remaining battle of the Martial King must be won four battles.

Yu Minghong's eyes always fell on Wan Tongtian, the biggest variable was definitely him, this person never made a move, and then he sent a message to Brother Monkey and asked Wan Tongtian what his strength was, but he came up with a reply of "I can't get on the stage, I can kill him with one finger".

Yu Minghong is also full of black lines, Brother Monkey, you used to be a great sage, as far as you can see, who must be a scumbag, but now that your realm has fallen, you won't know it.

Then Yu Minghong sent a message to the old lady and told him that Wan Tongtian had been watching him.

As a result, the old lady smiled and looked obscene, and only told Yu Minghong to be extremely careful, saying that Wan Tongtian might have taken a fancy to his celestial swallowing body. After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at him, which made Yu Minghong's heart gallop with 100,000 grass and mud horses.

Disrespectful for the old!

But then the old lady was not calm, she was like eating fly, jumping like thunder, scolding Wantongtian.

In fact, it's nothing, Yu Minghong just said: "Old lady, be careful, that old Bangzi must be interested in your Zhou family's twin stars, especially the Oneiroi God, even himself and Zhou Yi can only be a draw." ”

You can imagine what has become of this cute old man who cares for his shorts.

"Martial King Battle, begin!"

Wan Tongtian glanced at the old lady who jumped lightly, with a look of disdain, but just spit out these words.

Immediately after, five teenagers came out of the other party, with extraordinary momentum and a rebellious face.

"Interesting...... monkey said softly, and then transmitted a voice to Yu Minghong: "These juniors are not simple, the battle will be dangerous later, it is estimated that you will decide the victory in the end, and I will pass you a method." ”