Yin Tianxiao didn't know what he could say, searching for sarcastic words everywhere in his mind, but unfortunately he usually didn't read much, but he couldn't find it for a while, and when he was anxious, Jiang Xiaobai said: "Do you like to chat with him very much?"

Yin Tian smiled and said, "I don't like it at all, I even hate it!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Then what do you do with him? It's just a dead man, I want to say it in front of the grave in the future!"

Yin Tian smiled and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, it makes sense!" turned his head to Wu Bozhi: "Brother Wu, I'm sorry, I'm very busy, you want to chat with me, I'll go to your grave tomorrow and talk to you slowly, goodbye!" Without waiting for him to reply, he turned around and took everyone away.

Wu Bozhi's face was pale, and when he saw them walking away, he turned to the eight Purple Dou Monks and said, "If they really dare to go into the ring, they will definitely be broken into pieces!"

The eight of them responded in unison.

These people were in front of the Yuan Stone at that time, and when they saw that Jiang Xiaobai and the others had broken through the Great Perfection in less than a hundred years, they were indeed a little taboo in their hearts, and then they heard Wu Bozhi say that the most powerful person couldn't even beat Mu Wanxin, so they were relieved. Although Mu Wanxin herself thinks that her swordsmanship is very superb, no one else thinks so.

There are already a sea of people on the Earth Spirit Peak, and the people of the One Hundred and Eight Immortal Islands have basically arrived, and the tables and chairs are full of tables and chairs under the ring, these people are eating melon seeds, eating fruits, and bragging, which is really like watching a play, and it is extremely comfortable. Originally, many people didn't plan to come, because it was close to the conference, and only nine talented monks led by Wu Bozhi participated in the competition for the nine sons, which was equivalent to a one-man show, and it was boring to watch, until later I heard that the son of the King of Daming was involved in the competition for the nine sons, and everyone felt that there was something to see, and they hurriedly came.

Seeing Yin Tianxiao appear, these people hurriedly threw down the melon seeds and fruits, came over to greet them warmly, and slapped a couple of sycophants by the way, after all, he had half a chance to become the future King of Daming, and he couldn't be alienated. Although he has just broken through Zidou now, and his cultivation is shallow, but the competition for Jiuzi relies on the strength of the team, and one person's cultivation is not enough, just like Utan, whether it is now or back then, he is the best in the same cultivation, just because his teammates are like pigs, or he lost to Yin Buchou, so that Yin Buchou sat in the position of King Daming.

It's really a trick, and a thousand years later, their sons met again, so the highlight of this scene is even stronger.

Yin Tianxiao couldn't break through Zidou for a long time, for fear of being ridiculed, he didn't even dare to go out of the door these years, and today he seems to have found the meaning of life again, listening to everyone's flattery, his body of hundreds of catties is about to float up, his face is full of red light, and he replies to everyone one by one.

When Wu Bozhi appeared, these people continued to surround and flatter, anyway, bet on both sides, and they will never suffer.

On both sides of the ring, there are two small stands, close to the ring, each with nine positions on it, Yin Tianxiao led eight people to the left stand, and Wu Bo's nine people walked up to the right stand, sat down, and Yin Tianxiao across the ring, face to face.

At the back of the ring, there is a large grandstand with hundreds of positions on it, but all the figures with heads and faces in Daming Xiandao have come today, and the stands are full, leaving only nine positions in the front row. And Mu Wanxin walked up to the grandstand and sat down beside his father.

At this time, nine streamers crossed the sky, and the nine sons of the Ming Dynasty fell from the sky and landed on the ring, all with extraordinary momentum.

Everyone got up, clasped their fists and said in unison: "I've seen the nine sons of the Ming Dynasty!"

The nine sons of the Ming Dynasty returned the salute.

Yin Buchou because of the poison, lifting the true yuan, the dantian pain like a knife, a little breathing, only to make the face calm, scanned everyone, Lang Lang said: "Today, is my Daming Immortal Island once in a thousand years of nine sons to compete for the grand event, thank you to the friends of the hundred islands for their hard work, come to observe and witness! We are old, the future belongs to the young people, I hope that the ancestors of Daming Immortal Island have spirits in the sky, bless Daming Immortal Island today can select excellent new nine sons, Yongchang Daming Immortal Island 10,000 years of foundation!"

The audience echoed.

After Yin Buchou finished speaking, there was no more nonsense, so he led Bazi to fly to the stands and sat down.

Yin Tianxiao whispered in Jiang Xiaobai's ear: "Brother, have you seen it, the nine sons of the Ming Dynasty have a lot of scenery! As long as you can help me win the position of the ninth son today, you will be like them, with infinite scenery and make Wandao surrender!"

Buxiu heard it and interjected: "Isn't it only a hundred islands?

Yin Tian said with a smile: "A hundred islands are just big islands, and there are countless small islands, and ten thousand are less." ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "It's a pity that I'm not interested, I only take what I need!"

Yin Tian smiled and said, "Why are you so short-sighted?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "No matter how short-sighted I am, I won't commit suicide!"

Yin Tian choked on laughter and rolled his eyes.

At this time, a master of ceremonies walked into the ring, cleared his throat, said a lot of nonsense, looked back at the past, looked forward to the future, and introduced the two teams of monks competing for the nine sons, after all, this master of ceremonies is Yin Buchou's person, when it comes to Bai Xiaojiang and others, they say that they are the henchmen of the son Yin Tianxiao who have been secretly cultivated over the years, and then praised Yin Tianxiao, of course, Yin Tianxiao, saying that he is obscure, long-term, and has the style of a king.

Hearing this, Wu Bozhi gritted his teeth, and secretly swore in his heart that he would be the king of Daming one day, and the first thing he would do was to slaughter this master of ceremonies, and he didn't know that by the way, he would die if he praised him!

Yin Tianxiao is proud, he has been scolded by his father as a waste in the past few years, although the other eight sons did not scold him for being a waste on the surface, but looking at him with the same eyes as looking at waste, today someone finally praised him, and praised him in front of so many people, and even he saw King Daming sitting in the stands and nodded vaguely, looking at his eyes full of approval, he couldn't help but nod his head, very useful.

After the master of ceremonies praised Yin Tianxiao, the conversation changed and he cut to the chase: "The rules of the Nine Sons Competition Conference are very simple, but after all, thousands of years apart, many young people don't know much about it, so I'll briefly talk about it here." This year, there are two groups of monks participating in the competition for the position of the nine sons, one group is headed by Yin Tianxiao Gongzi, and the other group is headed by the son of Wubo, under the ring, everyone is a brother, but once in this ring, there is only a sword, no feelings, the sword has no eyes, life and death, winning, it is the king of this vast sea, if you lose, you may be in a different place, I hope that the monks who are competing for the position of the nine sons can understand the cruelty in the ring, don't be lucky, it's too late to withdraw from the election now, and you can't help yourself in this ring. As for the rules, in fact, there are no rules, knives, guns, sticks, bright weapons and hidden weapons, except for poisoning, the rest of the eighteen martial arts are displayed. Five wins in nine games, one person can only come up once, and the one who wins is the next Ming Jiuzi. If someone on the winning side dies in battle, they can make up for it themselves in the future, and they will not decide today! The monks of the two sides competing for the Nine Sons, is there anything they don't understand?"

Yin Tianxiao said loudly: "Understood!"

The master of ceremonies nodded and said, "Okay, the ring will be handed over to you, which of you goes first, there are no rules, you can decide for yourself!"

Yin Tianxiao replied loudly: "Okay!"

Wu Bozhi sneered, and said to himself: "Jumping beam clown!" When the master of ceremonies stepped out of the ring, he turned his head and said to Qi Zhantang: "You have the best swordsmanship, you fight the first battle, play majestic, and extinguish the opponent's arrogance!"

Qi Zhantang hugged his fists and said: "Don't worry, son, I'll come when I go!"

Since the stands were next to the ring, Qi Zhantang jumped into the ring, hugged his fists at the left stand, and said: "In the lower Qi Zhantang, please teach Yin Gongzi!"

Yin Tianxiao pointed at him, sneered, and said, "I can recognize you even if you don't report your name, and I can recognize you if you turn to ashes......"

Jiang Xiaobai poked him and whispered: "A bit of a king, say something about the scene, don't be petty, make people look down on you!"

Yin Tianxiao was reminded by him, and suddenly woke up, so many people looked at it, and he couldn't seem narrow-minded, so he swallowed the second half of the words into his stomach, laughed, changed his words, and said: "It turned out to be Brother Qi, I almost didn't recognize you, you know that Brother Qi's swordsmanship is superb, but you are not worthy of fighting me, don't be impatient, I will send someone to take your head now!"

After all, Yin Tianxiao is the son of King Daming, and Qi Zhantang didn't dare to be too rampant, so he hugged his fists and smiled: "Wait!"

After all, Yin Tianxiao had never seen Jiang Xiaobai's strength, and he said it easily, but he was nervous in his heart, and turned his head to ask Jiang Xiaobai: "Brother, this guy has the best swordsmanship among the nine people opposite, and he was cultivated by my father, what should I do?"

Bu Xiu stood up and said, "Joke, such a little miscellaneous is also worthy of our alliance leader to take the lead? Our alliance leader is a figure who precedes the formation! Every time it is Fengyan and Xiao Chen who are in the limelight, today it is finally my turn, and I am so excited when I think that I am going to appear with a coquettish appearance now!"

Yin Tianxiao obviously didn't trust him, looked at him with his eyes, and said, "Are you okay?"

Bu Xiu said: "What are you kidding? You can also say some auspicious words, this battle is the first battle in my life, in the true sense, the first battle must be won, there should be no doubts!"

Yin Tianxiao hesitated: "Are you completely sure?"

Buxiu smiled: "It must be full, there is no moisture at all!"

Yin Tianxiao gritted his teeth, nodded and said: "Okay, Brother Hugh, since you are completely sure, you must help me kill this person in the ring, he is the one who took the lead in betraying my father and son, no matter whether I win or lose today, as long as I can kill him, even if I die, I will be much more down-to-earth!"

Buxiu said: "You have to spare people and spare people, I have no grudges and no hatred with him, why do you have to kill them all, just win!"

Yin Tian said with a smile: "Have you forgotten what the master of ceremonies said just now? As soon as you get into the ring, the sword has no eyes, if you don't kill him, he will kill you, don't give your life in vain because of the kindness of your thoughts!"

Bu Xiu sneered and said, "If you want to kill me, you have to see if he has the ability?"