Chapter 142: A Chance to Shoot with All Your Might

"Don't pick, you ten, let's go together. ”

The clear voice echoed in the huge arena, and the spectators who came to watch the battle in the arena looked at each other, suspecting that they had heard it wrong.

But then the hall burst into laughter, and some even burst into tears.

"Hahaha, I heard you right, he was going to fight ten?"

"I stayed in the Jindan period for two hundred years, just to lay a good foundation in the sequence in the palace, but even so, it has never reached the level of true transmission, this disciple is trying to fight ten as soon as he gets started?"

"What did I think, it's just an uninformed hillbilly......"

"Hahaha, I already knew this was the case, but I didn't know that this fool was so fierce, hahahaha......"

The true biography sequence is rare for the foundation building period, the Jindan period, or the Yuan Infant period, and countless people in the Cangliu Palace are pursuing this sequence, but in the end, counting the true biography of the foundation, the true biography of Jindan, and the true biography of the Yuanying, the total number of people in the final true biography sequence is only a hundred.

And now, a newcomer actually treats the true biography sequence that most people respect and yearn for as a cabbage, and wants to fight ten ......

Not only is this a ridiculous thing, but it's also an insulting thing to them.

Therefore, they made mockery one after another.

"Dead pervert, you can't really fight ten, right? ”

was in the crowd for Li Qingyun to promote "one thousand foreign disciples, one high-grade spirit stone", and when he heard Li Qingyun's words, he was also stunned for a moment and scolded a dirty word.

Immediately afterward, Elder Xiong's strong voice came from the amplification array: "An outer disciple who tried to come in from the back door in vain wants to beat ten true disciples?"

"It's ridiculous, hahahaha......"

"Are you really no one in my Cangliu Palace?"

Li Qingyun shrugged: "If you hit ten, is there ten places?"

As soon as these indifferent words were spoken, Elder Xiong's eyes seemed to erupt with anger, and he turned to the ten True Transmission disciples and said, "Since this is the case, let him suffer more." ”

"To make this grandstanding disciple understand that Cangliu Palace cannot be humiliated. ”

"If you say it, you have to do it, and you have to pay the price for your decision, and when you leave the house, no one will pride him!"

"Yes!" replied in unison.

Elder Xiong waved his hand and unleashed a spiritual power, enveloping everyone except Li Qingyun and the ten True Inheritance disciples, and ascended to the top to watch.

At the same time, the ten true inheritors stood in front of Li Qingyun, and although they were Jindan Great Perfection cultivators, their strength was like the aura of a primordial infant!

Li Qingyun carefully observed these ten people and found that among these ten people, except for a young female disciple of Zi Ling, the rest were full of breath, and they were obviously all monks who had been cultivating for hundreds of years.

The first person was a garlic-nosed young man, his eyes were very impatient, and he said lazily at this time: "The last time the new beginner challenged the true biography, it seems to be a hundred years ago, and I was still in the personal transmission sequence at that time. ”

"That person was shattered on the spot and shattered the meridians of his hands and feet, and it took him a year to recover from his injuries, but he also missed the inner door because of this. ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I would also be challenged by a new junior brother who didn't know whether to live or die. ”

This garlic-nosed young man is named Zhang Yingdong, ranked twentieth in the true biography sequence, and is the strongest of the ten true biography who appeared this time.

"I'm not such a cruel person, but since you have angered Elder Xiong, you can't get along in the Cangliu Palace, so I have to learn from my predecessors and show you the color. ”

Between the words, he was arrogant and arrogant, and he took Li Qingyun's posture at will.

And Zi Ling, who was standing behind Zhang Yingdong, showed Li Qingyun the kind of eyes outside the city gate, disdain, contempt, and indifference...... It's like looking at a clown.

In the face of women's contempt, men often can't be emotionally calm, and Li Qingyun is the same.

This woman's eyes are really annoying.

Li Qingyun said indifferently: "Since you have decided to go all out, then I have also decided not to keep my hands anymore, so I have to make a fool of myself." ”

"Hahaha......" Zhang Yingdong seemed to have heard something funny, and said happily: "Go all out? You look down on yourself too much......

The corners of Li Qingyun's mouth set up an inexplicable arc: "That's right, you don't have to go all out......"

He no longer spoke, but drew the Aomine sword from its scabbard and prepared for battle.

Seeing this, Zhang Yingdong stopped talking and began to confront Li Qingyun, obviously prepared.

The dialogue and scene between the two on the martial arts arena have been spread throughout the audience through the magic circle.

"Fight!" Suddenly, Elder Xiong roared.

"Fight!" shouted the disciples watching the battle in unison.

"Fight!" the ten True Transmission disciples shouted again.

Li Qingyun knew that this was the etiquette before the battle in the Cangliu Palace martial arts arena.

"Then ......"

"Fight!"

As soon as the words fell, the battle began.

Zhang Yingdong saw that Li Qingyun's cultivation was only at the level of the early stage of Jindan, and he looked down on Li Qingyun even more in his heart.

It's ridiculous.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Yingdong flew forward directly from among the ten people, preparing to solve him with one move before this new disciple who didn't know the height of the sky and the earth made a move, so that he could understand what a blow was, what a gap was, and what humiliation was.

But......

The moment he flew out, he felt a sword sound coming from Li Qingyun's sword.

The sound of the sword made him feel a life-and-death crisis...... This feeling he had only felt when he challenged the fifth layer of the Tower of Babel in the face of those fierce beasts!

"Not good!"

Zhang Yingdong retreated from the ten people in general and roared: "Let's shoot together!!"

The other nine people still haven't understood what is going on, Li Qingyun's sword ...... Lifted up.

At this moment, the other nine people's complexions also changed drastically like Zhang Yingdong, and they were almost frightened.

"Let's shoot!!Shoot with all your might!!" Zhang Yingdong roared again.

The corners of Li Qingyun's mouth lifted an inexplicable arc:

"I said, you don't have to go all out......"

"Because, you don't have a chance to go all out!"

Sword Slash!

A fierce and incomparable sword aura, with an invulnerable speed, rushed towards the ten True Transmission Sequences that were standing in a row without thinking about separating.

"No!"

With such a short distance and such a fast speed of sword qi, it was difficult for the ten of them to summon all their strength at all, so they could only rush forward to resist.

"Boom!!"

The sword qi collided with the spiritual power, magic weapons, and spells emitted by the ten people, sending out a huge sonic boom, and a huge light rose up, making it impossible for people to see clearly.

An audience member muttered to the audience: "Why doesn't it look different from what I imagined, why didn't the senior brother of the True Legend sequence directly attack and tyrannize this disciple?"

There was a disciple who had reached the Yuan Infant with a solemn face: "How does it look like the senior brother of the True Inheritance Sequence has fallen into disadvantage?"

"But how could it be......"

But no matter what they said, the scene on the jousting stage gave them an ominous, but crazy, premonition.

They had no choice but to keep an eye on the competition platform and not miss a moment.

Soon, the light dissipated, revealing the true scene in the light.

"This ......"

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