Chen Zhidong is used to standing tall and seeing far away in the Daomen, and the difference in identity and status makes him can't remember how long no one in the Daomen dares to talk to him like this.

I am also an old acquaintance with Jian Chen, and I know Jian Chen's temper, but I have always been docile when I talk to him Chen Zhidong. Now he actually pointed out that Sang scolded Huai, and almost scolded his nose. This is already completely not taking Shushan and Chen Zhidong in his eyes.

Looking at the few door masters sitting around Jian Chen, all of them had mocking eyes, where is there still the previous respect?

With anger in his heart, Chen Zhidong smiled, looked at Jian Chen with a slightly cold look on his face, and said, "It's better for the Sword Sect Master to be careful." Although the mouth grows on you, but the misfortune comes out of the mouth is always justified, don't wait until the bad luck is haunted by regret but it's too late. ”

Jian Chen nodded, seemed to agree with Chen Zhidong's words, and said, "Sect Master Chen is right. But bad luck doesn't just come from words, it's more often from here. In other words, not self-sufficient. Jian Chen said, pointing to his head, the meaning is obvious, that is, Chen Zhidong's brain is problematic, and he is too naïve and too simple. Speaking of bad luck, Jian Chen didn't feel entangled with himself, but felt that he was entangled with Chen Zhidong or their ridiculous human-beast alliance.

It doesn't matter if it's-for-tat, or if it's a mutual test. The verbal confrontation is actually meaningless, and there is no other use except to feel more comfortable. In the end, you have to go through it in your hands to know who is more correct.

The bell continued, and the Shushan disciples who read out the rules in the audience had finished reading them. Each mountain sect sent a representative to draw lots, catch and fight, single cycle, and eliminate the system. And there are no restrictions on the number of participants, from the master of the sect to the disciples, as long as you have the guts.

Therefore, there are a total of five people from the Dragon Tiger Mountain Gate this time, including Jian Chen, two elders, two disciples, and Jian Chen. And the two elders and the two disciples were ready to play.

What is strange is that Guo Tianjian, who has not been a newcomer for a few years but is old enough, is also on the list. Many monks in the field were puzzled, thinking that Longhu Mountain was preparing to clean up the portal? Otherwise, wouldn't it be a donkey to kick a new disciple in the head?

Facing the gloating or unexplained gazes around him, Guo Tianjian was calm. He will naturally have confidence if he can come. As the first monk in the Dragon Tiger Mountain Sect to receive Xue Wushuan's Dao Technique, can he compare with ordinary new disciples? He came here to kill people. He felt that he had to find it in this big competition for the first time he saw blood.

"Phew!"

A gong sounded, and the competition officially began.

In the first round, there was some uproar. Because the Bohai Sect, a small sect that was recognized as being about to fall out of the Dao Sect, actually wiped out a disciple of the Mountain Sect who was fighting against him with just three spells. It was really extinguished, clean, and there was no soul left for others. The ferocity of the means has already crossed the bottom line. Naturally, it is a lot of deep cold.

"Sect Master Liu, is it too much for your disciple to act?"

The destroyed Mountain Gate Master stood up and asked loudly to Liu Tianlang, the master of the Bohai Sect.

Liu Tianlang didn't get up or look back, and said: "Why be excited, if you die, you will die, and if you are not convinced, you can avenge your disciples." If you open your mouth, I will accompany you. How?"

"You!"

The words of the Bohai Sect Master were almost exactly the same as the words that Jian Chen had sneered at Wu Nannan, the Master of the Maoshan Sect before. The only difference is the extreme sense of abruptness. Jian Chen's old mouth has always been stinky, and he is notoriously faceless and skinless in the Daomen, so it is not unusual to say any kind of words. But the Bohai faction is different.

I think that the Bohai faction used to be the pillar of the Daomen, but now it has long since fallen to the extreme. It has been almost 40 years since Liu Tianlang took over as the head of the door. has always been quiet and does not dare to squeak, and welcomes everyone with a smile for fear of offending. Even if someone sarcastically takes two sentences, they only dare not refute it.

Such a waste-like master in everyone's minds, today he actually opened his mouth to go to the ring with others to discuss life and death without saying a word? Where did this temper rise so fast? Where did he get the confidence?

"Okay! Liu Tianlang, don't blame me for finding your own death!"

Wu Nannan was afraid of Jian Chen and did not dare to fight, but the master of this big faction was not afraid of Liu Tianlang. It's just a small role, even if he gets the guidance of the surname Xue, but how much time is it?

This sect master is also a member of Shushan and Kunlun and the Demon Alliance. The peaches are pinched softly, Jian Chen is not easy to mess with, what is there about Liu Tianlang's soft peaches that can't be pinched?

Chen Zhidong and other alliance masters were silent. I also want to use this to try what kind of confidence these Xue Wushu doglegs in Longhu Mountain have.

Liu Tianlang's expression at this time has never been more ruthless, he also has a temper, he has been angry for decades, in order to protect his mountain gate from being destroyed in his own hands? Now that he has taken refuge in Mr. Xue, everything has become different. Even though there are still few people in the mountain gate, the way back is to see hope. Not only has the strength increased greatly, but when it is time to target, what kind of bear is he pretending? Naturally, he wants to fight happily to vent the depression in his heart for many years.

Therefore, Liu Tianlang understands the feelings of his own disciple who hurt the killer just now, after holding it for a long time, how can there be half a point of leeway?

did not answer, Liu Tianlang flew directly off the field. did not occupy the ring, just in an open space not far below the stands, with a sword in his hand, he looked coldly at the master of the big sect who was clamoring for revenge.

Liu Tianlang set up a momentum, and it was impossible for this door master to flash his strength, so he also jumped down. He took out a pair of short knife magic weapons from his waist and said in a loud voice: "Today, I will kill the pillar of your Bohai faction and avenge my disciples!"

The two in the audience confronted each other, and Jian Chen on the stage took the time to turn his head to Chen Zhidong and asked, "Master Chen, Master Liu, do they duel privately, is this in line with the rules of the Daomen Competition?

Chen Zhidong smiled when he heard this: "I'm afraid the master of the Sword Gate has forgotten that the Daomen Dabi can be added." Aren't they just playing in the extra game at this time? ”

Jian Chen nodded, smiled and stopped talking. He just wanted to stop Chen Zhidong's mouth, so as not to talk about the rules of the competition later. As for winning or losing, a true monk in the early stage of the Dan Realm can deal with an opponent who is only in the early stage of the True Realm and relies on Dao Techniques to support him, so the odds of winning are useful?

Sure enough. Liu Tianlang didn't avoid the opponent's Dao technique at all, and directly took the mana shield of luck, and at the same time exerted force under his feet, the speed exploded instantly, and he approached the opponent one meter in front of him in the blink of an eye, and then simply swung out a punch, blasting away the emergency means that stirred up the magic weapon in the opponent's hand, and finally the understatement sword slashed through the neck.

A good head, the head that was still shouting a moment ago, fell to the ground with a pop, and the fountain-like blood on his neck drenched Liu Tianlang's body, but he seemed to enjoy it, with a strong smile on his face.

I secretly said in my heart: This is the life of a monk. Happy revenge, kill with a sword, cool!

(End of chapter)