"You, what do you want to do? Don't mess around!"

When Zhang Dong saw Wu Heng's appearance, he thought he was going to eat himself, so he shouted inwardly:

"I warn you......! Cultivator of the Transformation Realm, you ...... You'd better be honest!"

Wu Heng was already in a very bad mood, and that Blood Demon Ancestor kept bewitching him in his mind, he was already feeling extremely irritable, and now this guy was chattering and insulting.

Rao is Wu Heng has a good temper, and he can't help but be on the verge of breaking out at this moment......

With one step, Wu Heng released a terrifying rage all over his body, as if a bloodthirsty ancient beast had awakened......

"You, give me, shut up!"

A furious roar shook like a torrent.

Wu Heng vented all his negative emotions through this roar, and the object of receiving it was Zhang Dong.

After a moment of silence......

"Plop"

That Zhang Dong was paralyzed, but he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and his whole body was trembling......

Just now, he clearly felt that some terrible beast was approaching him, roaring at him angrily, as if it was about to devour him in one bite!

The momentum exuded by that fierce beast made him terrified and frightened him!

He had never felt such a terrifying momentum, not even the elders and sect masters.

It seems to come from hell, as if it is above the common people, as if it does not belong to this world.

"You...... Don't come here......! Help!"

That Zhang Donggang wanted to escape, but found that he was weak, so he had to tremble and shout desperately incoherently.

......

"What's going on? What's going on?"

The onlookers were in an uproar, they just wanted to watch a wonderful game, but unexpectedly, the two on this stage just had a war of words.

At first, everyone only listened to one side of the scolding, while the other party just kept silent. Then maybe the other party was scolded fiercely, and he suddenly roared angrily.

Everyone can also understand that it would be strange if they were scolded so miserably and not angry, although the voice was a little louder, but it wouldn't be so scary, right?

"Is there a mistake? It's a shame to scold people and scare yourself like this!"

There were constantly disciples around, but they came to watch the game, not to see the war of words. They don't buy this kind of ridiculous scene that insults Sven and slips the world.

Okay! Other rings are in full swing, but you two are here to scold people in public, you are not ashamed, I am ashamed!

"Go down, go down, don't be embarrassed here, I can't stand it!"

"Go down, go down!"

A group of onlookers shouted dissatisfiedly.

At this time, after hearing the noise, the referee walked up to the stage with a strange face, looked at Wu Heng and the two stammered and asked:

"You, you're still ......"

It's just that when he saw the appearance of the other player, he immediately stopped.

"You, you won?"

The referee asked Wu Heng uncertainly.

Wu Heng didn't answer, just stared at Zhang Dong tightly, his eyes still red.

Just when the onlookers were about to get impatient, and the deacons and elders were about to intervene, the referee quickly announced the result of the game:

"Fall, fall, Wu Hengsheng!"

......

"Cut ......"

A sigh sounded, and the onlookers were all dissatisfied and angry......

On the viewing pavilion, Sect Master Ye Xiaochuan touched his chin and said thoughtfully:

"Is this the power of the Excalibur? Just a slight release of momentum can instantly break the opponent's will?"

Sikong Mingyang sat on the side and said:

"What Brother Xiaochuan said is very true, this young man can't control the divine sword now, and he needs to have more experience. ”

Ye Xiaochuan nodded slightly, frowned and said:

"Having said that, that disciple just now is too vicious to speak, which is really shameful for people in my generation!"

Seeing that this real leader was a little unhappy, Sikong Mingyang hurriedly said:

"Brother Xiaochuan, don't worry, that disciple will never be reused in the sect in the future!"

After hearing Sikong Mingyang's words, a rare smile appeared on the face of this Ye sect master, and he patted Sikong on the shoulder and said:

"I'm very relieved that the affairs of the sect are taken care of by Brother Mingyang, speaking of which, you and I haven't had a good drink for a long time, why don't you take this opportunity to get drunk today?"

This Sect Master Ye looked amiable, without the slightest hint of the Sect Master's shelf, he put his arm around Sikong Mingyang's shoulders, and the two of them talked and laughed all the way and left the Viewing Pavilion.

......

Looking at Zhang Dong, who was dragged off the field like a dead pig, Wu Heng's mood finally stabilized.

Ever since he saw Rong Rong, his mood had begun to become particularly bad, and he felt confused about everything today, and after the repeated bewitchment of the Blood Demon Ancestor, he almost lost his mind.

Fortunately, after venting just now, the haze in his heart has been dispelled a lot.

"It seems that this Blood Demon Ancestor wants to control my mind, it was really dangerous just now, I have to be careful in the future......" Wu Heng thought in his heart.

"Hey...... Xiaoyou misunderstood, Ancestor, I see that you are sad and helpless, I just want to help you, and I have no other intentions!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor grimaced again, and his voice returned to normal.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're up to, if you want to harm me again, I'll find a way to destroy you!"

Wu Heng snorted coldly, and his tone was cold.

"Oops...... Xiaoyou, what are you doing, Ancestor, I can only survive by relying on you now, how can I harm you!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor was really a little scared, his plan had been exposed, and he had to be careful in the future.

"The best!"

......

While communicating with the Blood Demon Ancestor, Wu Heng also withdrew from the competition field and left under the disdainful gaze of the disciples.

After this incident, a piece of gossip immediately spread within the sect:

It is said that a disciple of Luo Yuefeng only scolded each other when he competed with his opponent, and in the end, his opponent was scolded by him and trembled and was unable to fight, but this disciple of Luo Yuefeng returned with a big victory.

As soon as this news came out, it immediately caused an uproar, and people denounced these two Sven scum one after another, and the losing side was simply disgraced and thrown home.

And the winning side is no better, and the one who can scold the opponent as that virtuous is simply an anomaly and a stranger.

People can't help but think in their hearts that they must not offend him in language in the future, otherwise they will be scolded with blood.

So, Wu Heng has another nickname: Hit the street, NO.1......

......

"What's wrong with this world? People who don't even have magic swords come to participate in the competition, not to mention, they can even scold their opponents and lie down, what's the reason?"

Some disciples who had not broken through the realm for a long time kept complaining after hearing the news.

There was a beautiful girl in the crowd, and after hearing the discussion of the disciples, she glanced at her mouth with disdain and said to herself:

"Hmph! A group of villains with mortal eyes, others are clearly imposing!"

There are two small pear nests on the girl's round face, and the moment she pouts, the whole person adds a bit of cuteness and playfulness.