Volume 1 The Far West 157, The Final with Random Rules

"Yun Yi gloves? Ouyang City Lord really wants to take out such a treasure? That thing can be used even by a Nine Rank Master! Could it be that those disciples and disciples of the Seven Feelings Sect don't have any opinions?" The elder surnamed Hua said in surprise, and he couldn't even squeeze out the patience to wait for Ouyang Huan to finish speaking.

Ouyang Huan smiled, slowly stood up, put his hands behind his waist, flew to the ring, walked to the six players on the right side of the ring, and said in a rare and easy-going manner: "Wushuang, the sect uses Yun Yi as a reward, do you have any obstacles in your heart?"

"Can I, tell the truth?" Ji Wushuang pointed to his nose.

"Hmm!"

"Well, for a moment, I was particularly unconvinced, and I wanted to beat the person who made the decision to death!" Ji Wushuang said hatefully.

"Ahem!" Ouyang Huan coughed twice, intending to say, "Let's get straight to the point." ”

"Oh. It's just a divine weapon with armor and a blade, and I don't lack it. Too much is also a burden. So, I just want that lotus seed. Ji Wushuang said with great confidence.

"Okay! Okay!" Ouyang Huan said yes with great relief, walked to the left side again, and pretended to watch Gao Yuanxin and the others pacing back and forth for two steps, and then asked, "Since you want Yun Yi, you have to show your strength." I also know that the rules of the game are not good, so you can make do with it, after all, the rules are not for a certain person, are they?"

Jian Chen hurriedly saluted and said, "What City Lord Ouyang said is true!" The others even Bai Jiao glanced at him with some unreasonable contempt.

Ouyang Huan smiled: "There are not many young people who know how to be polite now, okay! Okay! Then let's start the game." Wait for a duel in pairs, leaving one on the left and the others watching the stage themselves. ”

"Such a grand event, it's a bit of a joke, isn't it?" said the elder surnamed Hua with a frown, a little surprised.

"Why did Elder Hua say this?" Ouyang Huan asked with joy on his face, not feeling that there was anything wrong with such a bottomless and unruly situation.

"It's only unfair to find opponents on their own, and it's better to draw lots than to be more convincing. Elder Hua pondered for a moment, then cautiously asked an old beggar beside him, "What does Elder Liu think?"

"What Elder Hua said is very true, it should be a lot!" Elder Hua's right is none other than Liu Dezhuang, the senior elder of the Beggar Sect.

"Oh! sounds reasonable. Originally, they were asked to find the left and the right to the right, but they didn't want Elder Hua to be so fair, which was really commendable. It seems that I have accidentally become a wicked person! Shame, shame, shame! This is changed, this is changed. Quick!Prepare to sign the slip!" Ouyang Huan chuckled and instructed the Seven Emotions disciples around him to prepare for the lottery.

"Brother Ouyang, Brother Ouyang, it's slow, it's slow! It's too much time to draw lots, so it's better to follow Brother Ouyang's wishes. It's good! It's good!" Elder Hua's face was flushed, and the temperature on his face was also a little hot.

"Isn't it a bit unfair not to draw lots?" Ouyang Huan said with some concern.

Elder Hua's face turned pale: "Young man, you have to be happy, what are you doing with these small sections?" What does Elder Liu think?"

Liu Dezhuang's face twitched obviously, and it took a while to respond: "It's all children making trouble, it can't be true!

"It's easy to say! It's easy to say!" Ouyang Huan turned around and said, "Since no one took the initiative to go on stage to prepare for the war first, how about letting me assign the first one to come to power?"

"What kind of business is this?" Elder Hua blurted out, but this time he had learned wisely, and asked a little uncertainly, "I don't know which one the Ouyang City Lord wants to assign first?"

Ouyang Huan stretched out his finger, turned around for half a circle, and temporarily pointed at Gao Yuanxin's body, the young master of the Gao family immediately changed color, I don't know how many times he scolded Ouyang Huan in his heart, but he couldn't help but stop scolding.

"Chen Xiaoyou is a good boy, the youngest in the audience, and the most polite and humble, and there will be no opinion when he takes the lead. Ouyang Huan smiled faintly, but then he saw that Chen Jian was a little stunned, and he was still muttering something vaguely in his mouth, so he shouted, "Chen Xiaoyou!

"Huh?"

"You're not against it, are you?"

"No... Nope."

"Well, good boy!" Ouyang Huan didn't know if it was intentional, so he naturally interrupted Chen Jianhur's words.

Chen Jian hurriedly could only ask very depressedly, "Can you rest after the fight?"

"The one on the right side can rest if you win or lose, and the two on the right. Ouyang Huan explained very kindly.

Jian Chen hurriedly turned his head to look at Elder Hua, who liked to fight unevenly. The anticipation in his eyes made the old man bow his head a little embarrassed,

It's so dark! Everyone looked at the scene in front of them gloatingly, and almost no one thought about what they would have done if they had been replaced.

Even Bai Jiao sighed, Zhu Jingci still had a snickering of joy on his face, Shui Yingyi shook his head helplessly, Liu Qing'er choked on a gourd and drank, Zhu Yun turned his head back and forth to look at Chen Jianhur.

Chen Jian hurriedly saw that he had no allies, and remembered Wang Chen's words a few days ago, and said extremely unhappily: "For the sake of the two of you, you don't want to lose your face! ”

Since then, Chen Jian has learned from Ouyang Huan that being thick-skinned sometimes makes a lot of bargains. Naturally, I also understand, money, sometimes it really hurts feelings!

Although Gao Yuanxin lost to Chen Jianhur in the preliminaries, he was the oldest of the few people on the left, and he didn't practice the iron skills like Ouyang Huan, so he simply stayed in the ring.

Historically, the finals of the All-Star Game have been simple and much less time-consuming than other rounds. What you want in the game, you can play on stage, if you don't have any appeals, no one will laugh at you when you stand aside and watch the excitement.

Chen Jianhur and Gao Yuanxin fought extremely hard, an ugly sword and a black knife. The moves of the two are completely different, but they are strangely different, and they always anticipate each other's moves, and they fight for more than half an hour, and the two of them are like brothers who are polite to each other, without the slightest anger.

Elder Hua in the audience nodded and said: "Yuanxin has won the essence of the beggar's sword technique, coupled with this wisdom to see the opportunity, the future achievements are limitless. It's just that the swordsmanship used by the young man surnamed Chen is rare, and the body technique is also unique, can Elder Liu know the origin of these exercises?"

Liu Dezhuang groaned slightly, then shook his head and said: "My old body can be regarded as traveling all over Bazhou, but I have never seen such a sword technique. And the sword in that kid's hand doesn't match any famous sword at the time, is it really an ordinary blunt sword?"

Elder Hua smiled: "It's not that all of them don't match, and there is also the one who can wantonly transform but is not on the Divine Soldier List!"

Liu Dezhuang sneered and said, "That thing is as famous as Yun Yi, is the Seven Feelings Sect so generous?"

The two laughed, not taking Ouyang Huan in their eyes at all.

Ouyang Huan pursed his lips, put away the doubts in his eyes, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

The other people on the rostrum were not mediocre hands, and the gray-robed man in the Golden Dao Gate who often advised Xiao Yuanba snorted coldly, obviously hearing the conversation between the two Elder Hua.

After Gao Yuanxin's powerful blow, he stood still from afar, it was not the first time for the two of them to make a move, and they were extremely familiar with each other's moves and fighting styles, "It seems that if you don't come up with some special means, I'm afraid you won't be able to tell the difference." It's a pity that you didn't have a chance to use poison this time!"

Looking at the other party's confident appearance, Chen Jianqian frowned slightly, the reason why he was able to succeed last time was mostly because of Gao Yuanxin's negligence, this time, I am afraid that the poison will not have any effect.

Gao Yuanxin raised the Demon Cloud Knife, for today's game, he is bound to win!

Chen Jianhur's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt a little strange feeling of the cold power that was constantly sweeping up around him, and the disciples of the Beggar's Sect actually understood the exercises of the Seven Feelings? The perception spread around his body, and after the coldness, the air seemed to be pouring out some things: there was embarrassment, timidity, and depression and sadness, which made people so low that they didn't want to look up. This desolate aura soon invaded his bone marrow, and even his entire body.

This is not the Seven Emotions Exercise! Chen Jian hurriedly looked up at Gao Yuanxin in horror, he actually knew how to use this kind of power, and his consciousness was completely autonomous?

He had no choice.

The jade pendant with the word Yuhua written on it was the nemesis of such energy, but he didn't want to give it to the enemy.

Gao Yuanxin saw Chen Jian flying back in a hurry, and the corners of his mouth smiled coldly. The Demon Cloud Knife changed its previous low-key and wrapped Chen Jianjian with the wind.

Ouyang Huan, who was closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, opened his eyes suddenly, and the gray-robed elder of the Golden Sword Gate also stared at the black knife in Gao Yuanxin's hand incredulously. The Demon Cloud Knife, the momentum generated by different people using it is different, but the current situation is far beyond their understanding. Yuan Hu scattered that kind of small box in the ring, and unexpectedly launched an attack on Zhu Jingci, but after all, there were still traces to follow, Gao Yuanxin's attack could be said to have no warning, even if Chen Jianhur's superb perception was not discovered, he didn't find out where that energy was.

Icy cold, thicker!

Chen Jian's eyes widened, and Chen Yuhua's words flooded his mind. Since you can't find the source, don't look for it!

Gao Yuanxin and Chen Jianxuan's bodies were confronted together in an instant!

The yin in the crowd sneered, originally worried about this young man's superb figure, but now he felt a little worried. No matter how talented the young man is, after all, he is still young and shallow, so close to the head-on collision, hum!

It's not as one-touch as expected. The Demon Cloud Knife and the blunt sword slammed together, Gao Yuanxin and Chen Jian hurriedly blushed, and when they met in a narrow way, the two of them no longer had the intention of retreating half a step.

After walking in the East Absolute Forest, he was not afraid of cold. What made it difficult for him was the sad breath, like a mass of gelatin, wrapping his will without any gaps.

I can breathe, but I feel suffocated!

He didn't know if if he allowed this kind of energy to erode, it would really be as Chen Yuhua said. And at this moment, he didn't have even the slightest desire to be confirmed!

Dust Road Sword, the edge pours out!

The obstacle is scattered, and the magic barrier is broken.

The sword in Chen Jian's hand was still a blunt sword.

Elder Hua put his hands behind his back and slowly stood up.