As the only lone seedling of the Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion, Luo Fu successfully survived the fifth round of the Dao Tai Competition.

Promoted to, Inner Sect Dabi, thirty-one strong.

10,000 disciples participated in the Great Contest of the Inner Sect, so far, only the last thirty-one people remain.

It was also in this round of battles that the entire Inner Sect, the second-to-last in terms of comprehensive strength, the Five Elements Immortal Pavilion, was completely out.

Compared with the Great Inner Sect, there is no one of the disciples of the Five Elements Immortal Pavilion.

The chief of the Five Elements Immortal Pavilion, Tan Tao, lost his soul.

His lineage is already the penultimate in ironclad.

And everyone thinks that it is definitely the penultimate Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion, but on the contrary, the more they fight, the more courageous they become!

One by one, the strongest disciples of each sect were beheaded by Luo Fu!

After an hour's rest.

Bai Xianhe stepped into the air and announced: "This chief announces, the Inner Sect Competition, the Daotai Competition, the fifth round is over. ”

"Of the 62 participating disciples, 31 were eliminated and 31 were promoted."

"Next, it's the knockout round, the sixth round of competition."

"The 31 participating disciples will draw lots, and one of them will have a bye and automatically enter the next round."

Immediately.

The 31 participating disciples present each got their own numbers.

Fifteen Daotai groups, Luo Fu drew the number nine.

Among them, Di Yang of the Heavenly Dao Infinite Pavilion unexpectedly drew a bye number, zero.

Subsequently, the 30 participating disciples, after crossing the dragon table for testing, each stepped on their own platform.

The No. 9 Daotai, to which Luo Fu belongs, has once again become the object of attention.

Countless pairs of eyes stared straight at the No. 9 Dao Platform.

Luo Fu stood with his hands in his hands, and his emotions were unwavering.

In everyone's opinion, Luo Fu, as the only remaining seedling of the Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion, was able to break through all the way to the present, which was already an extremely happy event.

But on Luo Fu's face, there was not the slightest expression of joy.

It was precisely his consistent coldness that made the rest of the participating disciples very unhappy.

One by one, they all wanted to compete with Luo Fu in person.

At this time, a contestant turned over and jumped onto the No. 9 platform.

When this person appeared, the disciples in the outer field exclaimed again and again.

"I'm grassy, is this really a coincidence? It turned out to be the strongest disciple of the Wind Thunder Immortal Pavilion, Wei Qiang! ”

"Huh? Luo Fu drew another sect strongest? Could it be that he is going to become the strongest reaper? ”

Wei Qiang.

The strongest disciple of the Wind Thunder Immortal Pavilion.

However, since the Wind Thunder Immortal Pavilion was among the top ten sects of the Inner Sect, the comprehensive ranking was not high.

Therefore, after seeing Luo Fu's strong strength, almost all the viewers in the outfield agreed that Wei Qiang should not be Luo Fu's opponent.

After all, although this person ranked first in the Wind Thunder Immortal Pavilion, he was behind Zhang Baguio on the Heavenly List, ranking seventh on the Heavenly List.

In the outfield, the chief Wen of the Wind Thunder Immortal Pavilion whispered, and suddenly became nervous.

She hurriedly walked towards her most proud disciple on the No. 9 Dao Platform and said, "Wei Qiang, act at the opportunity!" ”

"If you don't fight, don't fight to the death, understand?"

Na Wei Qiang laughed, and said with confidence on his face: "Chief, please rest assured, the disciple has a hundred confidences, and he guarantees that he will be able to be unharmed and end the battle as soon as possible!" ”

"Oh!?" Bai Xianhe, Huangfu Zhennan and other powerful chiefs were all surprised.

Huangfu Zhennan said: "Chief Wen Qingyu, Guige Weiqiang, is said to be ranked seventh in the Inner Sect Heavenly List, but now he has such confidence, is there a killer weapon hidden?" ”

In the battle with Luo Fu, you can retreat with your whole body, and even end the battle with the fastest speed!

This kind of arrogant speech to the extreme, even the powerful opponent Luo Fu had encountered before, had never said it.

After all, at this point, Luo Fu's strength is already well known.

Bai Xianhe nodded slightly: "Chief Ben firmly believes that Luo Fu will die, but his strength should not be underestimated, even if he dies, he should die at the hands of the top three powerhouses on the heavenly list." ”

"Wei Qiang, the chief disciple of Wen Qingyu, must be confident that he can say such bold words in public."

Wen Qingyu, who was complacent because of his disciple's arrogant words, immediately showed an excited expression: "Chiefs, why do you need to ask more. ”

"The disciples of our respective sects have just cultivated the sub-immortal level exercises, and they have come out of the mustard seed space-time tower, and their strength is completely different from before entering the customs."

The other seven chiefs all nodded silently.

Indeed, their understanding of the strongest disciples of their own sect was still before cultivating the Ya Immortal Rank Exercises.

The previous ranking of the heavenly list has little reference significance.

Maybe Wei Qiang's strength can really soar to the sky, maybe he can't say.

At this moment, Chief Wen Qingyu was excited, wanting to see the demeanor of his strongest disciple, so he shouted: "Wei Qiang, since the first time this Chief saw you, until now, you have never said half a lie!" ”

"Since you said that you are completely sure, this chief will believe you!"

"In this way, this chief has given you an order to bring Luo Fu's head to me!"

Even the disciples made bold statements, and Wen Qingyu naturally had to make the posture that the chief should have.

For a while, all the disciples of the Inner Sect in the audience were full of expectations for the mysterious Wei Qiang.

On the platform of the ninth road.

Luo Fu silently observed his opponent Wei Qiang, but a flash of surprise flashed in his calm eyes.

Of course he heard the chatter of the other chiefs.

But, how does this Wei Qiang look......

It doesn't seem to be anything outstanding.

Could it be that this person is really hidden?

Opposite side.

Wei Qiang felt Luo Fu's gaze, he knew that Luo Fu was observing him, and he also looked at Luo Fu at the moment, and smiled faintly: "Luo Fu." ”

"Even if Di Yang, who is the number one on the heavenly list, fights with you, I am afraid that I dare not guarantee that he will be unharmed."

"But I'm strong, I can!"

Hearing this, Luo Fu's eyes narrowed.

He has heard Wen whisper that Wei Qiang never says anything!

Since Wei Qiang can say this, he must have absolute confidence.

Especially......

Luo Fu's gaze looked towards the Hidden Treasure Pagoda.

Especially Wei Qiang, who also did not carry any weapons and magic weapons, and chose to fight with his bare hands!

In the sky, Bai Xianhe's face was solemn, and he shouted: "Good courage, good courage!" ”

Chief Wen whispered softly, and he was even more overjoyed and excited.

Immediately, on the platform of the ninth road.

Luo Fu squinted at a pair of starry eyes, ready to comprehend and comprehend, how many catties and taels does this man named Wei Qiang have.

All eyes and expectations!

Wei Qiang, on the other side, smiled even more, suddenly clasped his fists at Luo Fu, and shouted loudly: "I have seen all your strength!" ”

"Luo Fu, bow down and say goodbye!"

After saying that, Wei Qiang turned around in a dashing manner and walked off the stage.

Well!?

Yes!?

The disciples of the sect in the audience were stunned.

Even Luo Fu is rare, and he was slightly stunned.

It's so fast!

It all happened so suddenly.

Even, even the two female disciples who were in charge of hanging the magic weapon had not had time to leave the No. 9 Dao platform.

The two female disciples, with a blank face, looked at Wei Qiang's back, stunned.

The entire Tenglong Dojo was very quiet.

Bai Xianhe, who was boastful before, and the two chiefs of Huangfu Zhennan, only felt hot on their faces at this time.

Suddenly.

Poof!

The chief of Concubine Nangong couldn't hold back for a while, covered her mouth and laughed, and her delicate body trembled with laughter.

The rest of the chiefs were all stunned.

Wen whispered for a moment, and suddenly reacted to what had happened, she was so angry that she jumped to her feet and scolded: "Wei Qiang, you damn brute, this is what you said was unharmed!" ”

"That's what you say, end the fight as soon as possible!?"

"You, go back to the ninth platform for this chief and join the battle!"

Wei Qiang, who had already stepped off the platform, turned around suddenly, also pointed at Nawen and whispered, and said angrily: "You! Put! Fart! ”

"Then Zhang Biyao, who is fifth on the heavenly list, is outrageously strong, but she was still not killed by Luo Fu, and she didn't even leave a single star of his bones!"

"You asked me to fight with Luo Fu?"

"You chiefs are good, in order to shoot Bai Xianhe's ass, one by one rushed to reward Luo Fu's head, but let Lao Tzu die for nothing!?"

"Why don't you go and fight Luo Fu yourself!"

Tenglong Dojo, because Wei Qiang dared to scold his chief, immediately set off an uproar.

Wen whispered, and his face was even more angry, and he screamed: "You brute, you are so bold, you dare to insult your chief!" ”

Wei Qiang, who was even angrier than Wen Qingyu, roared: "What dare Lao Tzu! ”

"Fighting against Luo Fu is a dead end."

"Disobeying your orders is also a dead end!"

"In that case, why should Lao Tzu suffer from your evil anger, you should get out of your way for me!"

"Stinky Shabi, do you want to use Lao Tzu's life to accomplish your great cause?"

"Lao Tzu is also raised by his parents, not more humble than you, and he has no obligation to die in vain!"

"Do you want him to let Lao Tzu go to Deluo Fu's head, Lao Tzu mentioned your ancestor's tombstone is almost the same!"

All the Inner Sect disciples, chiefs, and elders were shocked.

One by one, they looked at Wei Qiang in disbelief.

Crazy, this man is crazy!

He actually scolded his chief, and the scolding was so ugly!

Suddenly!

Wen Qing's forehead jumped violently, and she rose into anger, holding a flying sword in her hand, she stepped away from the Wind Thunder Immortal Pavilion Tower, and roared, "Damn beast! ”

"You dare to speak disrespectfully to this chief, this chief, today on behalf of the Wind Thunder Immortal Pavilion, clean up the portal!"

"This chief has slaughtered you great rebel thief!"

The palace god is perfect, Wen whispers, and takes action in person!

As the chief of the Wind Thunder Immortal Pavilion, she wants to clean up the portal, and any other chief of the inner sect has no right to interfere.

And Wei Qiang, who was far away under the platform of No. 9 Road, seemed to have expected that he would be such a result.

It was precisely because of his determination to die that he dared to express his dissatisfaction in his heart before he died.

Now, in the face of Wen Qingyu's anger, Wei Qiang's face turned pale, showed a miserable smile, and he even opened his arms, waiting for his death.

"It's worth it, before you die, scold you for being a poisonous woman, even if it's worth it." Wei Qiang smiled miserably and closed his eyes.

That's when it happened.

On the ninth platform, Luo Fu, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Wei Qiang, you are rare to be sober-minded, and you are a person of temperament. ”

"Would you like to invest in my Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion?"

Suddenly, Wei Qiang opened his eyes.

A pair of eyes that had been shattered were resurrected, and he hurriedly said, "Is it okay!?" ”

"Yes!" In the distance, Concubine Nangong nodded with a smile: "What Luo Fu means is the opinion of my Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion. ”

At this moment, Wen whispered, about to arrive at the No. 9 Dao Platform!

Tremble in the balance!

Wei Qiang suddenly turned his body, facing in the direction of Concubine Nangong, and knelt down: "Disciple Wei Qiang, I am willing to leave the Wind Thunder Immortal Pavilion and ask to join the Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion!" ”

"Good! Ben agreed! Concubine Nangong smiled slightly, raised her sword!

She didn't hesitate for a moment, and when she agreed to accept Wei Qiang, she was already holding the immeasurable Seven Absolute Swords, stepping into the air and rushing to the infield.

"Wen whispered, stop!"

Before the words arrived, Concubine Nangong rushed into the infield at a faster speed than the speed of sound, blocking Wen Qingyu's way.

Seeing this, Chief Wen Qingyu felt a ruthless itch in her heart, but when her eyes caught a glimpse of the immeasurable Seven Absolute Swords in Concubine Nangong's hand, she knew that she was by no means Concubine Nangong's opponent.

"Concubine Nangong, you dare to obstruct this chief from cleaning up the portal!" Wen whispered hysterically, quite unwilling in his heart.

Concubine Nangong held the immeasurable Seven Absolute Sword in her hand and smiled slightly: "Wei Qiang, he is already a disciple of my Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion, you are not qualified to move him!" ”

Tenglong Dojo, there was an uproar!

Since the Eight Great Sects, after a complete break with the Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion and the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Source Pavilion.

The two camps can be described as sabre-rattling, never dying!

Luo Fu even killed the strongest disciples of many clans one after another.

But everyone, the only thing they didn't expect was that someone would mutiny and join the Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion!

The strongest disciples of the eight major sects, in the hands of Luo Fu, died and fled, and suffered heavy losses.

And Wei Qiang's temporary refuge seems to represent ......

The weather vane of the inner sect is changing direction!

This is undoubtedly an extremely heavy blow to the Eight Great Sect Alliance headed by Bai Xianhe.

Wei Qiang's defection was even more devastating than the loss of a powerful disciple.

The hearts of the people have fallen.