"There are still little babies who remember me. Shui Sheng sighed, I don't know whether to sigh for the name of the three defeats, or for his miserable life.

"It's really a request for three defeats!" This time, not only Kong Cang was shocked, but also the Venerables and Giants of the Six Realms and the major sects were surprised.

"The big things of the Tianxin Sect are still the master of my old immortal, don't the Six Realms and the sects want to compete with the disciples of the Tianxin Sect, if the disciples of the Tianxin Sect win, the Nine Domains will leave this realm, and they must no longer interfere in the affairs of this realm, and the major sects of this realm must obey the command of the Tianxin Sect. Shui Sheng coughed, spoke slowly, word by word.

"What if the disciples of the Tianxin Sect are defeated?" Wanhua Venerable's face was ugly, he opened his mouth coldly, Shui Sheng appeared, the Wanhua clan was hit hard, and it was difficult to accept this matter, this strong man was a person who fought with Tianxin, and he was respected for half a lifetime, and his combat power was shocking.

"If the Tianxin Sect is defeated, then move the mountain gate and let the Nine Domains Holy Church build a branch in the mountain gate of the Tianxin Sect, how about it?" Shui Sheng was very direct, and the words he said made Liu Xiyan Yu's face change slightly.

The Six Realms and the major sects all looked shocked, feeling that Shui Sheng's tone was too loud and rampant, and the Venerable of the Po Sa Realm said coldly: "What kind of comparison?"

Without waiting for Liu Xiyan to speak, Shui Sheng said: "The Six Realms and each sect can choose one disciple to fight, and the cultivation years must not exceed twelve years. ”

"Okay, the deity also wants to meet the genius disciples of the Tianxin Sect, without further ado, it will start in two hours. Kong Cang nodded and agreed to the matter, his face was indifferent, and he led the Six Realms and the giants of the various sects out of the Holy Hall to prepare.

After Kong Cang and the others left, Liu Xiyan frowned, and said to Shui Sheng: "Fourth Ancestor, you are too full of words, if the Tianxin Sect is defeated.....

"I have brought Motong, he alone is enough to fight, the disciples of the Tianxin Sect you brought this time are all waste, and none of them can enter my eyes. Shui Sheng stood up on crutches, coughed, and said slowly.

"Fourth Ancestor, you are too obsessed. Liu Xiyan shook her head after hearing this, she knew that Motong was the bloodline of Shui Sheng, this year was sixteen, and his talent was unparalleled, just like when Shui Sheng was young, it was difficult to have opponents in the same realm, but he was proud of himself and could not be a lifetime, some strong people of Tianxin Sect attached great importance to Motong, and felt that this son was the future pillar of Tianxin Sect, Tianxin Ancestor had seen Motong, but he shook his head and said nothing, and he did not make any evaluation of this son.

"I'm going to prove Providence wrong, even once. Shui Sheng knew what Liu Xiyan meant, his eyes were cloudy, like an old man in his last years, muttering to himself.

Outside the Nine Domains Sanctuary, Fang Peng and the other nine people looked angry, looking at Mo Tong who was standing in front of him, wearing a white robe, standing with his hands in his hands, and his face was cold.

"A group of waste, especially you Ji Tai, were defeated by me, and you even have the face to fight on behalf of Tianxin Sect, the third uncle is really blind to pick you. Mo Tong looked at Fang Peng's nine people, and then looked at Yang Xia who was sitting on Ji Wushuang's back, with a look of disdain.

A quarter of an hour ago, Mo Tong came with Shui Sheng, and after Shui Sheng entered the temple hall, this son walked with an arrogant face, and spoke ill to Fang Peng and others, this gesture made Yang Xia shake his head, feeling that this kid was a fool, and he was a fool who ate cow, he didn't even want to pay attention to this stupid guy with his nostrils facing the sky, and sat on Ji Wushuang's back and drank.

"What's the matter! This kid looks like he is not pumping, do you want me to teach him a lesson!" Ji Wushuang squinted his cross-eyed eyes and transmitted the sound of Yang Xia.

"What do you care about this idiot. Yang Xia took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth, and passed on Ji Wushuang, from the beginning of his cultivation, Yang Xia has seen countless powerful people in the world, and everyone thinks that Mo Tong is a waste when he sees it, he is like the reincarnation of a god king, an idiot who is invincible to the heavens, and he doesn't even bother to look at it.

"I just can't get used to seeing this kid's nostrils facing the sky, he scolded me for being a waste before, you are not angry!" Listening to Yang Xia's words, Ji Wushuang held back his anger and passed on Yang Xia unhappily.

"Is it necessary to be angry with an idiot? This kind of person is either dying or on the way to death, if you can't get angry, I'll help you vent your anger and play tricks on this idiot. After drinking a jar of wine, Yang Xia jumped off Ji Wushuang's back, touched his chin, and smiled treacherously.

"How do you play tricks?" Ji Wushuang became interested.

"Watch the master put on a show for you. Yang Xia smiled faintly, and after transmitting the sound to Ji Wushuang, he slowly came to Mo Tong's side, circled around him, and Rao, who circled left and right three times, stared at him up and down.

"What do you see?" Motong frowned, waved his robe, and said in disgust.

"This senior brother, you are really a natural genius, with unparalleled roots and bones, depending on the bottom, he will definitely be able to achieve immortal Dao in the future, and he will be the only one!" Yang Xia stopped, slapped his face, and his face was full of amazement.

"What do you know, you shit. Mo Tong smiled disdainfully, but narrowed his eyes, and was extremely complacent in his heart, being praised by Yang Xia like this, it was fake if he was not used.

"Who in the Tianxin Sect doesn't know that Senior Brother you are a genius, no, genius is not enough to describe you, you are simply the future hope of the Tianxin Sect, maybe you can be as invincible as the Ancestors. Yang Xia rubbed his hands and looked at Motong with a look of "admiration".

"You're not bad, you know people, I think you're quite pleasing to the eye, you will follow me as my follower in the future, and when I become enlightened, I will have your own benefits. Mo Tong was fluttering by Yang Xia's boasting, and stretched out his hand to pat Yang Xia on the shoulder, his arrogance was enough to break through the Nine Heavens.

"Great, brother, I need your help in a difficult matter, and I hope you can help me. Yangxia chicks nodded like a meter by meter, with a glorious face, and Ji Wushuang and Fang Peng and the others who were watching were stunned here, inexplicably.

"Speak!" said Motong proudly.

Yang Xia smiled, took out a large piece of Shenhai Essence Iron and put it on the ground, making the earth tremble slightly, he said with a rao: "Senior brother, this piece of Sinking Sea Essence Iron was found in Xia Jiu Death, and he was originally going to refine a magic weapon, but his junior brother's cultivation is low, and he can't cut this piece of Sinking Sea Essence Iron, can Senior Brother help cut it?"

"It's not easy!" Mo Tong shook his head, stretched out his hand, and slashed at the Sinking Sea Essence Iron, a sharp mang flashed, and this Sinking Sea Essence Iron was stripped in half.

"Okay! Senior Brother is amazing, please trouble Senior Brother to divide the Shenhai Essence Iron into forty-nine pieces, so that I can refine the magic weapon, such a great grace, it is unforgettable!" Yang Xia clapped his hands and applauded, and asked Motong to divide the Shenhai Essence Iron into forty-nine pieces.

Motong didn't talk nonsense, he raised his hand to split, every time he split a piece, Yang Xia clapped his hands, and turned around to wink at Fang Peng and the others, they came back to their senses and came forward to clap with Yang Xia.

In the midst of the shouting and tsunami of the mountains, the monks of the Six Realms and various sects all gathered around, looking at Motong who had slashed and sunk the sea essence iron with his bare hands, inexplicably.

"What are you doing in a daze, senior brother is so powerful, isn't it worth your applause!" Yang Xia shouted hard, the monks of the Six Realms and the various sects, you look at me, I look at you, after a few breaths, he began to clap his hands and applaud.

"Senior Brother Li, is this a street performer? Don't break a big stone in your chest?

"How do I know, it's just a good time, this kid is so hard-working, let's reward him with a few spirit stones after chopping. Senior Brother Li shook his head, clapping his hands and applauding, and said as he spoke.

"This is a monk from the Tianxin Sect! Poor like this, here to sell his art and split fine iron, as for it?" There is a monk in the Posa Realm who is unknown, and it feels incredible.

"Whew! Under the witness of thousands of monks, Motong enjoyed the applause and applause as he neatly split the Shenhai fine iron into forty-nine pieces, he exhaled, clapped his hands, and let Yang Xia inspect the goods.

Yang Xia walked over, gave a thumbs up, and glanced at Ji Wushuang, this fighting holy chicken covered his chest with chicken wings at the moment, and rolled on the ground with a smile.

"Well, the senior brother is worthy of being a genius, the senior brother admires it, come, there is still a piece of black light iron here, and the trouble is that the senior brother will also split it into forty-nine pieces. Yang Xia put away the Shenhai Essence Iron, and took out a large piece of Wuguang Iron, allowing Motong to continue chopping.

"How can there be, what kind of magic weapon do you want to refine?" Motong frowned, it was troublesome.

"The magic weapon refined by the junior brother is very complicated, you can only trouble the senior brother, what are you doing in a daze, applaud the senior brother, to show encouragement!

"Split, split, split!" the monks laughed and clapped, and it was only then that Motong came back to his senses, and he glanced at the monks gathered here, and saw that the monks here were all mocking and laughing at him, completely taking him for an idiot.