Chapter Eighty-Three: The Fluorescence of Forgiving Rotten Grass, How Can It Be Connected to the Bright Moon of Heavenly Heart!

Sikong Zhao's body shook, and between the agitation of the aura, he unloaded the inexplicable force, and turned to look at Gu Beichen, who was standing with a free and natural expression, his eyebrows furrowed.

He originally thought that the victory would be decided by one punch, but at this time, he had completely put away his contempt, and said in a deep voice:

"Although you are my opponent in the love field, I have to admit that you are indeed a good opponent of my cultivation."

When Gu Beichen heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he thought about it in his heart.

Originally, if he just admired his second wife, and thus had a dispute with himself, Gu Beichen would be able to accept it, after all, everyone has a love for beauty, and since he practiced the genealogy of a hundred wives, he needed to have a relationship with these many heavenly women.

He knew that one day, he would definitely arouse the hatred of other heavenly pride, and he was also prepared for this.

Now that the other party has been facing each other in life and death, Gu Beichen no longer cares about the identity of the other party, and naturally he will no longer save face for him.

At the same time, he is also ready to take this opportunity to neutralize the entire sect of the Heavenly Palace.

When this decision was made, Gu Beichen smiled slightly, his eyes swept over the Heavenly Palace monks playfully, and finally landed on the body of Sikong Zhao, the Holy Son of the Burning Sun, and said proudly:

"Whether it's love, or the path of cultivation, be the opponent of this son, you? Is it worthy? ”

As soon as the words came out, it was like three spring explosions and thunder resounding across the earth.

"Hahahaha!"

Sikong Zhao's expression lagged for a short time, and he suddenly laughed out loud, and then his eyes were split, and he shouted coldly:

"Good! Good! Good!

Since I was awarded the title of Son of the Burning Sun, I have fought and competed with the other three sons and daughters, but I have not tasted defeat, so I have the title of invincible among my peers among the sons of this holy son.

Today, the words of your Wuji Holy Son are really deafening, and I will fight with you to win or lose, and fight for life and death! ”

"It's so lively!"

Just as he was about to make a move, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky above everyone.

Everyone looked up and saw the old man in black and white robes with a childish face, and immediately said respectfully:

"See, Infinite Palace Master!"

Palace Master Zhou Chongming bowed his head slightly and said in a deep voice:

"This kind of war can be regarded as a grand event for the younger generation of the sect, how can it be in this remote place, the newly built martial arts arena is just taking shape, you two holy sons, let's open it for it."

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a huge spiritual power light cluster enveloped everyone here.

When he reappeared, Gu Beichen found himself standing on a stone-paved martial arts arena, and all around, the audience was like a cloud.

A monk said blankly:

"What's the situation, I'm looking for spirit grass, why did I suddenly get here?"

"Look below, that's"

"Sikong Zhao, the Holy Son of the Burning Sun, and Gu Beichen, the newly entered Holy Son of the Wuji Heavenly Palace, how many meanings does this mean?!"

"Can you use your brain? The martial arts arena is naturally going to fight! ”

……

Zhou Chongming waved his hand again, and a sound-transmitting conch appeared in his hand, and then the voices of Sikong Zhao and Gu Beichen sounded in the entire martial arts arena:

"Although you are my opponent in the love field, I have to admit that you are indeed a good opponent of my cultivation."

"Whether it's love, or the path of cultivation, be the opponent of this son, you? Is it worthy? ”

……

"Oh my God...... This is crazy! ”

"I actually asked Senior Brother Sikong, who is invincible in the same generation among the Holy Sons, are you worthy?"

"Crazy...... Absolute! ”

Yue Lingbing stood beside her sister, frowned, and said secretly:

"He's obviously not in the Jindan realm yet! How could there be such a wild word! I used to act clearly when I was in my chest, so why today?

Is it for the sake of that girl! ”

Nie Xiaoqian's figure appeared in front of her eyes, and the originally locked brows slowly loosened, and then continued to murmur:

"For the sake of a woman, can you fight to the death...... My choice is really good, it's just that you're still too weak......"

Yue Lingbo looked at the situation at this time and found that it was already out of his control, and it was worth sighing softly:

"I just hope he can get out of the way, how can his reputation and that woman compare to the great future prospects......"

Zhuo Xingran, the Holy Son of Xingyao, stood beside the palace master Zhuo Tianlang, and couldn't help but think of Zhuo Tianlang's words in the secret room that day, and secretly said in his heart:

"Hmph, it seems that after today, there is no need to have a good relationship with him according to my father's words, after all, he may have left the martial arts arena today, and he is already a dead man."

Xie Hongling stood beside Zhou Chongming, originally wondering why she was disturbing her alchemy, but at this time, listening to the voice in the gramophone conch, she opened her mouth wide for a while, and whispered:

"Are you crazy......"

Then he suddenly shouted aloud:

"Gu Beichen, you are insane! What are you competing with Sikong Zhao, hurry up and come up for me. ”

Zhou Chongming stretched out his hand to interrupt Xie Hongling's words, glanced at the other palace masters of the four palaces, and after each bowed slightly, he then said loudly:

"Today, our Heavenly Palace martial arts arena has just been built, and it just so happens that my Wuji Heavenly Palace Holy Son Gu Beichen has a heart to compete with Sikong Zhao, the Holy Son of the Great Sun Heavenly Palace.

Peer rivalry, they are inevitable, for you juniors, this is indeed an opportunity, so let's watch it. ”

Gu Beichen secretly rolled his eyes and said in his heart:

"The newly repaired martial arts arena, I have to open a bag for him, it seems that if I don't take this blood, I'm sorry for the audience present."

But at this moment, Sikong Zhaolang spoke:

"Today, the Holy Son and the Wuji Holy Son are fighting, and since the seniors in the palace are present and the juniors and sisters are witnessing, the Holy Son has made a statement here:

This battle is a matter related to the Dao of the Holy Son, so it is not only a matter of superiority but also life and death! ”

Gu Beichen looked at him looking at his eyes, and the corners of his mouth gently provoked:

"The robbing wife said so high-sounding, so fresh and refined, this is the first time I have seen it.

Since you have already put down your words, this son will satisfy you.

Moreover, since you have always claimed to be invincible in close combat, although this son is not good at melee combat, he will fight melee with you today, so that you can understand what it means:

Forgive the fluorescence of the rotten grass, how can it reach the bright moon of the heart of heaven! ”

Zhuo Tianlang's eyes froze, and he praised:

"What a fluorescence of rotten grass, how can it be as bright as the moon of the heart of heaven, it has won my heart!"

The monks were in different moods:

"Although our Blazing Sun Holy Son is unparalleled in combat power, but listening to the words of the Wuji Holy Son, this matter of robbing his wife is hissed...... It's not authentic......"

"Hey, to be honest, I admire the Holy Son of Wuji, who actually lives and dies for a relationship."

"Hmph, arrogant to the extreme, since ancient times, treasures and beauties, all capable people live in ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt several cold lights coming straight towards him, and he quickly closed his mouth.

Yue Lingbing retracted Fang Cai's cold gaze, looked at Gu Beichen and said:

"Since you dare to say so, let Bingbing see what kind of confidence I fancy you!"

Xie Hongling frowned, but did not speak, and muttered in his heart:

"You're going to be strong!

Forget it, you'd better save your life, and my sister will save you when the time comes, just treat your injuries!

Let you owe me a big favor, and worry that you won't call me sister in the future! ”