(This is the shortest chapter, people are bad, nothing is good.) ）

Just three tricks just let Chen Tuzhi and Ji Xiaofeng lose, the voice of the needle fell first, and then exclaimed loudly, and they exchanged their heads and ears, Chen Ji and the two people practiced for a few catties and a few taels, not to mention relatives and friends, even if they were strangers, they were all innocent in their hearts, and they could be used as a disciple to meet the competition of people who climbed hundreds of martial arts, and now Nie Zhuang won this competition without any doubt, with his outstanding strength, if he wants to choose a day to become famous, he will definitely be a closed disciple or even included in the list of relatives, so he is curious to guess which door the young man on the stage will apprentice to。 But suddenly a cold sentence came out of Yihe Mountain, which was a bit out of place, and listening to the meaning of that word, could it be that there are still uninvited guests in the Hundred Martial Arts?

And Nie Zhuang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard that sentence, the owner's soul perception ability of that voice was really not ordinarily strong, and the disciples of the two mountains around him were dense, and he could actually find out the clues from it, he was a master of chaos and chaos? Or even a puppet warlock? I didn't expect that the names of these two mountains were strange and had the word "one" in the big mountain, the Hidden Dragon and the Crouching Tiger, no wonder the world called it "Immortal Mountain" , but I don't know which disciple ate the bear's heart leopard dared to come to the master of the hundred martial arts to steal things, Rao is a veteran young man who often does this line of work asked himself, there are a hundred dares and dare not go to the place where there is no return to the idea of playing the secret book of martial arts.

Nie Zhuang casually looked around and didn't pay too much attention to it, but then a strange feeling came to his heart, as if something was staring at him, and at this time, news came from the mountains again: "Xiaoyou be careful behind!"

Nie Zhuang turned around suddenly, only to see a monster covered with purple hair coming up from under the stone bridge, extremely fast, just saw suspended in the air, and the moment it landed, it was close in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The young man was surprised, not the speed of the purple-haired monster, but the fact that he didn't notice anything approaching from beginning to end, what was going on?

The next moment, I was taken aback.

This purple-haired monster is dead, and he has no breath of life, and he is actually dead?!

But without waiting for Nie Zhuang to think again, the purple-haired monster that rushed here had a hideous face, a mouth full of fangs, and it was vaguely visible that there was still flesh and blood between the teeth, and he opened his sharp and long ten fingers to grab Nie Zhuang indiscriminately, there were no rules at all, but he recruited people to death, Nie Zhuang continued to dodge, looking for an opportunity to shoot, but it was surprisingly unexpected, no matter where he hit the purple-haired monster, even if he slapped his palm on his heavenly spirit cover, it was still intact, and the attack became more and more ferocious, as if the body skin was like copper skin and iron bones, but it was invulnerable, and the muscles and veins in his body were not afraid of the dark power of Nie Zhuang's moves, which was unheard of, even Ji Xiaofeng, who had a foreign kung fu when he had a fight with Nie Zhuang before, was not like this.

Nie Zhuang frowned, and then flashed a sharp claw that almost wanted to dig out his heart and lungs, and retreated to the side, seemingly standing aside, but his figure could turn into a ghostly ethereal float, a phantom into three, three lives and nine, and then repeated, a total of twenty-seven, the Taoist figure rushed around the purple-haired monster, and then shuttled through the reincarnation, twenty-seven figures have fists and feet, virtual and real, only one real body.

The illusion of Taoism is undoubtedly revealed.

It was originally intended to be used to deal with Chen Ji in advance, and he didn't want to go in the opposite direction.

But the purple-haired monster saw some oncoming people as if they were blind, occasionally dodging, and their posture was weird, all by instinct.

Nie Zhuang, who was shuttling back and forth, was secretly startled again and felt bad.

Unexpectedly, the purple-haired monster no longer dodged, did not move, its hideous face reappeared, it jumped up into the air rapidly, and suddenly grabbed a figure in the air.

When he landed, Nie Zhuang's blocked arm was pierced by a blow through the barrier formed by the True Yuan, scratching two bloody scars, which were shocking, and the white bones were visible, making his face very embarrassed.

Nie Zhuang never expected that the general facial outline of the purple-haired monster was actually the third person at the bottom of the river!

The surrounding disciples scattered in panic.

From the very beginning, the purple-haired monster was his prey Nie Zhuang, and he didn't pay attention to the scattered people around him who fled, he shook his hands and turned to rush towards the young man.

"Bastard, you dare to come here to make trouble, the sin is unforgivable!"

There was an angry shout from Taiyi Mountain, and a big bell flew in, and the purple-haired monster wanted to hide but couldn't move, and a coercion trapped and restrained it.

As the thousands of catties of the bell covered the purple-haired monster, the whole ring was torn apart, and the figure falling from the sky slapped angrily, shaking the slightly trembling bell, and the bell buzzed, and after a long time, the purple-haired monster inside was no longer moving.

The young man knelt on a big stone cracked in the ring with one foot, his slightly trembling hands were in the air, dripping blood, the blood was not stopping, Nie Zhuang's facial features were crooked, his teeth were grinning, it was just so painful that he couldn't do anything else, this kind of injury was too commonplace for Nie Zhuang, who stayed in the huge sinister beast forest for most of the year.

It's rare to quit and let yourself go out, I wanted to eat, drink and have fun, but this time it's too fucking unlucky, I almost died not long ago, and now my hands are almost crippled. But it's strange, why haven't you seen it for many days, at that time, the appearance of the third person who "met on the narrow road" at the bottom of the river has become so uninhabited and ghostly, and it has become a monster in Liuyuan City that is well-known as the legendary night grudge that specializes in eating people, and what is even worse is that I don't know what evil door crooked secret method he used to make his body like this, not only is he not afraid of the dark power of the true element, but he can also clearly see the true body in the illusion phantom that he casts, the evil door and the evil door, if he uses the Thousand Shadows Divine Technique, there must be another result. Alas, aggrieved, empty of a body of ability, but can not be as desired, but also have to hide and pinch, this can not be used that can not be used, stinky monks have handed over to themselves some bullshit is not something, too unreasonable at all, although he usually likes to do it with that serious child of the void in the open and secret, but if he has a solemn warning, he will still follow, many years of getting along, some things are more important, clear in the heart, the most important thing is that their relatives are not only two in the temple, there are gone.

Until today, Fang has really done the first thing well, to kill or not to kill, between a thought, not to mention that there is no difference between a third person and a dead person.

The second thing is just a matter of time, and the third thing is a bit inexplicable, I really don't know what the stinky monk is thinking.

The boy looked up in deep thought.

In front of him, a stinky foot girl came over in a strange frost-haired person, pointed at the two acupoints of Nie Zhuang, stroked the young man's shoulder with one hand, and then said with a smile: "Young man, welcome to the Hundred Martial Arts." ”

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The next day, early in the morning.

Nie Zhuang, who bandaged his wounds at will, slept in an uninhabited house at the foot of Taiyi Mountain, and woke up naturally early in the morning, and found that there was a lot of noise outside the house. Nie Zhuang was horrified and hurriedly closed the door.

But the door was not closed, a hand reached in, carried the young man out, a group of people around like a monkey staring at Nie Zhuang, asking this and that, most of them came with the idea of recruiting disciples, there were a few disciples standing outside, thin-skinned, not good at words, more shy, and other disciples squeezed their heads into the crowd, broke the casserole and asked in the end, and most of them came to ask Nie Zhuang for guidance. In the outermost part, it can be seen that there are many warblers and Yanyan, who seem to have rushed over early in the morning to take a look at the disciples who have newly entered the Hundred Martial Arts last night.

Nie Zhuang, who had completely accepted his fate to be slaughtered, wanted to cry without tears and was disheveled, and he suddenly understood what a sentence meant.

People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong.