An hour later, the competition between the Ancient Sword Sect and the Juxian Sect continued.

When the people watching the battle were almost here, Jun Mo Dao flew up in the air and shouted: "The competition between the Juxian Sect and the Ancient Sword Sect continues, Juxian Gate, this time you will send people first, and then the Ancient Sword Sect will select the people who will fight." ”

This time, Juxianmen didn't say anything, and one person walked out of their group. The crowd of onlookers were stunned, this person was obviously not from Juxianmen, judging from the costumes, it should be a person from Julong Mountain in the Northern Han Kingdom.

Jun Modao was also stunned, and then said, "Juxianmen, don't you have an explanation?"

Before the person from Juxianmen could speak, the person from Julong Mountain said: "No need to explain, I am Wanguanfu of Julong Mountain, and I really can't get used to seeing the ancient sword sect bullying Juxianmen, so I discussed it with Juxianmen, and this one will be fought for Juxianmen." ”

This kind of thing of fighting on behalf of others is also a common thing in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it is even more common in Junjiabao, so Jun Modao didn't say anything, turned his head and asked the Ancient Sword Sect: "Fellow Daoists of the Ancient Sword Sect, do you have any opinions? If not, you can send someone to fight now." ”

At this moment, Zhang Philosophy suddenly jumped into the middle of the field and said loudly: "I will come to this battle, in the Xia Yuan Extreme Sect Zhang Philosophy, since there are people from the Juxian Sect who will replace the battle, then I will also replace the ancient sword faction to fight, Your Excellency has no problem, right?" Without waiting for Wan Guanfu to answer, he turned his head and asked the people of the Ancient Sword Sect: "I am willing to fight for your sect, there is nothing wrong with your sect, right?" As he spoke, he had already sacrificed the hidden killing, made a big circle, and flew behind Wan Guanfu.

A few people in the Ancient Sword Sect had heard of the name Zhang Philosophy, after all, there were also rumors in the Ancient Sword Sect about saving the Qiu Feng and Qiu Yu sisters. Therefore, the people from the Ancient Sword Sect discussed in a low voice, and the person at the head said: "Zhang Daoyou is fighting for my Ancient Sword Sect, and there is naturally no problem for us to wait." ”

Zhang Zhe hugged his fists and smiled: "That's good." ”

The reason why he wanted to fight was because the dragon bone carving that had been standing next to him and watching the excitement suddenly transmitted to him, saying that the person in the Dragon Mountain had the breath of a real dragon, and it was extremely strong, which was emanating from the storage bag.

Zhang Zhezhi believes in the dragon bone carving, because the dragon bone carving has real dragon blood, and it should not be mistaken. Since that person has the breath of a true dragon, no matter what, we have to get him in our hands. Therefore, he didn't have time to say hello to Jun Modao, so he jumped out directly.

The feeling of the dragon bone carving is not wrong, Wan Guanfu's storage bag is indeed a real dragon corpse. It was also his luck that not long after he arrived in the small world, he was flying in the mountains, when suddenly there were a few sounds like a bull roaring in the sky, and then a real dragon rolled and suddenly fell from the sky, falling only a dozen miles away from him.

Wan Guanfu had also seen in the classics before that the true dragon traveled from all walks of life and had the ability to shuttle through the boundary wall, so he was not surprised that there was a real dragon entering the small world. But the real dragon hadn't moved since it fell, and he was wondering if the real dragon was seriously injured, so when it fell, there was only a loud sound of landing.

So he thought that this real dragon must have fled here after being injured and fighting others outside the small world. He hesitated for a long time, feeling that this risk was worth taking, with this thing, he would definitely become a disciple of the personal transmission when he returned to the Dragon Mountain, and get the true inheritance of the Dragon Mountain.

Dragon Mountain, can you imagine how much significance a real dragon will have to Dragon Mountain?!

When Wan Guanfu made up his mind and rushed over to take a look, the real dragon had already died. He was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly packed up the real dragon that had shrunk to a dozen zhang in size with a storage bag, and then found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and hid until the bell rang, and then rushed back to the meeting place of the passage.

Jun Modao saw that the wood was already in the boat, and he couldn't stop it if he wanted to, so he raised his hand and said: "Since both sides have no objections, then the competition starts now, the sword has no eyes, and each has a destiny." ”

"You dare to jump out to block arrows even if you are a mid-level foundation-building, and you have a lot of courage. Wan Guanfu sneered.

Zhang Zheye also smiled: "I guess that Juxianmen must have given you a lot of benefits, and you have gained too little in this small world, and I want to get some back from you, otherwise there is no way to explain to the mountain gate." ”

Wan Guanfu patted the storage bag, smiled hideously, and said, "The things are here, and you have the ability to take them." ”

Zhang Zhezhi didn't answer, the twelve tiger kills and the tiger mountain shield were sacrificed at the same time, with a light drink, the purple qi mad demon sword technique was unfolded, and the twelve tiger kills were like twelve lightnings, strangled towards Wan Guanfu, and it turned out to be a full force, if he hadn't used the secret method to forcibly suppress the cultivation to the middle level of foundation building, this sword speed could be faster by three percent.

Wan Guanfu was taken aback, he didn't expect that he underestimated Zhang Philosophy, and as a result, he lost the first move, and when he sacrificed the flying sword and the protective shield, Zhang Philosophy's tiger kill had already flown ten zhang in front of him. When his three flying generals were just about to collide with Zhang Zhe's Tiger Slayer, the twelve flying swords suddenly scattered in all directions, like a firework that suddenly exploded, causing his flying swords to swoop into the air.

At this time, what Wan Guanfu could do was to protect himself tightly with the shield, and his entire body retracted into the shield, letting Zhang Zhizhi's flying sword rain hit the plantain like a banana, crackling and slashing on the shield.

At this time, Zhang Zhe took out a big sword from the storage bag, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, roared, rubbed his body and rushed up. The big sword in his hand was not a tiger roar, but a magic weapon-level big sword he found from the Holy Beast Palace, although it had not been cultivated yet, it was best to hold it in his hand for close combat.

The siege of the twelve tiger kills made Wanguan Fugen tired of coping, and he couldn't care about Zhang Zhizhi who rushed up.

The distance is just the blink of an eye. Zhang Zhezhi, who rushed in front of Wan Guanfu, jumped up, raised his big sword with both hands, and split Huashan with one force, and used all his strength to slash on Wan Guanfu's tightly wrapped shield.

With a loud bang, Wan Guanfu's shield was shaken open a gap, although it was not big, only the size of three fingers, but it was enough for a few tiger kills to drill into. I heard a wail from inside the shield, and then the shield spread out in all directions. Wan Guanfu fell to the ground, and saw that he had been hit with a sword on his head and neck, chest, back, and lower abdomen, and after falling to the ground, he only struggled twice, and then there was no sound.

Three breaths of time, just three breaths of time, a foundation building middle level will slash a foundation building high level under the sword.

There was silence all around.

Jun Modao asked Niu Bu in a low voice, and said, "Senior brother, how many moves do you think you can take under the third brother?"

Niu Buhui shook his head and sighed: "At most, three moves, your third brother is too fierce, the foundation building is high-level, under his attack, he doesn't even have a chance to fight back, this is still the case that he is in the middle level of foundation building, if he also breaks through to the high level, I am afraid that no one under this golden pill will be his opponent." ”

Jun Modao said with a smile: "There is no need to build a high-level foundation, now he is already an invincible opponent under Jindan, I estimate that I will go through five moves at most under him, and this is still in the case that he has no backhand." ”

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhang Zhe walked unhurriedly to Wan Guanfu's body, untied the four storage bags on his body, and then put them in his arms. He turned his body upside down and pulled out three more storage bags on his waist. Even so, he was not at ease, and touched his whole body again, even the crotch, until he was sure that it was really gone, and then flew back to the crowd in Junjiabao.

It was only at this time that there was a burst of cheers from the martial arts arena, all of whom were people from the Ancient Sword Sect, the Yin Yang Sect, and Junjiabao.

The dragon bone carving came over excitedly, and just as he was about to speak, Zhang Zhe transmitted his voice: "What's the hurry? Now that it's in hand, can you still be missing?" Go back and stay well, and wait until you go back to the Yuan Ji Sect." ”

The dragon bone carving was drunk by Zhang Philosophy, and knew that he was a little out of shape, so he hurriedly restrained his excited demeanor, and hugged him with his wings as if he welcomed Zhang Philosophy's victory.

"Third brother, what good things do you like? Otherwise, you won't make a move easily, tell the eldest brother. Jun Modao took the opportunity to hug Zhang Zhezhi and said in his ear.

Zhang Zhezhi laughed in a low voice: "Good thing of fart, I think that Juxianmen must have taken out a lot of spars when he invited this guy, when will he not make a move at this time?"

Jun Modao put his arm around Zhang Zhe's shoulders and said with a smile: "If it's a brother, half of it will be divided when we meet." ”

Zhang Zhezhi pushed Jun Modao away, raised his head, and said with a smile: "Come less, if you want something, you can do it yourself." ”

Seeing that he couldn't get any benefits, Jun Modao turned around and stood up in the air, shouting: "This ancient sword faction wins." After speaking, he turned his head to look at both sides and asked, "Do you want to continue?"

The Ancient Sword Sect stood up first and said, "Don't fight, it's boring, let him go of the Immortal Sect." "The main reason why the Ancient Sword Sect is so happy is that the second senior brother of Juxian Gate smashed the spar, and the eleven people from the Ancient Sword Sect each received a lot of hush money, so they have no will to fight, not to mention that they also won a game on their side, and they also have an explanation when they go back to the mountain gate.

The second senior brother of Juxianmen also stood up and said: "If you don't fight, it's really not interesting to fight senselessly." ”

Jun Mo Dao saw that there was no spar to fish, and he was somewhat regretful, but neither side wanted to fight, and he had nothing to do, so he couldn't pinch the necks of both sides and let them continue to fight. Therefore, the stupid announcement that the competition is over, and then each goes back to his own house and finds his own mother.

Zhang Zhe quietly sent the storage bag with the breath of a true dragon directly to the Holy Beast Palace, and took out a storage bag to pretend to be the one he had just obtained from Wan Guanfu, so as not to be discovered by others. Out of the passage, every sect has the power of Yuanying, if you don't hide the storage bag with the breath of a true dragon, those Yuanying monks will definitely find out.

The dragon bone carving suddenly lost the breath of a true dragon and was busy looking at Zhang Philosophy.

Zhang Philosopher smiled and said, "Don't worry, master, I'm hiding, so as not to be discovered by those old things when I go out." ”

When the keel carving heard this, he was relieved.

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