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www.xSHUOTXT.Com said this, the Venerable Yuba suddenly looked up at the sky, and said without sorrow or joy: "Don't say no, as long as you dare to say no, we will let him die without a whole body." ”

"Jiao Xiong, Lei Huo, Hong Aya, Wu Qing, Tang Miaosheng, Nangong Xiao, Wan Lingbo, the seven of you and the old man have the right to be the adjudicators!" He glanced at a few people unscrupulously, without the slightest humility.

The four hall masters named by him are usually also selected objects, and they have long been accustomed to this, and they don't show much of a strange god when they are suddenly named. They strode out, standing in an orderly manner on either side of the man on the bean curd bamboo.

The other three were named for the first time, and they couldn't help but be horrified. However, they did not dare to complain, and although they were reluctant, they had to walk out of the crowd and come to the side of the Yuba Master.

The Venerable Yuba glanced to the side, and he snorted, and said with a cold face: "On your side, in addition to a few old guys in the altar, according to the old man, the bitter water master of the Buddha Yuan Sect, the dustless old Dao of the Daoxu Sect, Dongfang Wenzhou, Ximen Qian, and the sum of you are exactly eight people. It's not too early, so let's make it a decision, don't waste everyone's time. ”

There was a stir in the valley camp, and the heroes were in an uproar. There are foul words that angrily reprimand the people on the bean curd bamboo, caring remarks that kindly remind several masters, and ridicule that is full of laughter...... It seems that this qiē is so fresh and exciting.

"Haha......" Suddenly a burst of wild laughter broke through the air with great penetration, and all the noise came to an abrupt end. The heroes were stunned and couldn't help but cast their eyes on the place where the laughter came from.

The target was a white-haired sword-wielding veteran, who was none other than Qianlingzi. I don't know why he is so out of shape, which is very different from his original calmness, and everyone here is puzzled.

Qian Lingzi didn't care about this, he cleared his throat and said without being humble or arrogant: "Although Lao Dao is not good at martial arts, he is also a member of Jingnan Martial Arts. Wouldn't you Tobu Alliance consider including Lao Dao in your so-called 'Mandate of Heaven Verdict'? Anyway, Poor Dao is quite happy to try. ”

The Master of Yuzhu looked stunned, and secretly cursed a few times in his heart, and then he cleared his throat and said loudly: "That's really embarrassing, I actually forgot your Taishan Beidou in Jingnan Martial Arts." Well, since you can't think of it, let's get involved. ”

Several masters on the side of the valley who were named by the master of the bean curd bamboo couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing what medicine was sold in the other party's gourd, and it was still difficult to choose.

They had to turn their eyes to the sallow and dull old face of Tianion, looking like a horse looking at the valley with a mist.

Tian Ion shook his head silently, the situation at this time did not allow him to say no, but it was still difficult for him to make a decision about this kind of thing that would put his own people in danger. It is still unknown what the martial arts of the few people brought out by the other party are, and it is nothing more than a reckless move to rush into battle.

What's more, since the other party has this kind of system, the martial arts of these people who are often challenged must be very powerful, otherwise it will be difficult to stand tall in the Tobu League.

As soon as he thought of this, his brow furrowed, and he glanced at his brothers, constantly thinking about what to do.

The Master of Yuba was impatient, he gently waved the long whip in his hand with one hand, and said disdainfully: "I wonder which of these masters of your side is willing to be the first to come out to fight?"

Tian Ion once again glanced at the place where the people of the Jingnan faction were standing, and his eyes flickered and it was difficult to choose.

Thinking that the three brothers behind him were all seriously injured, how could Tianion be relieved. The loose people have not recovered from their serious injuries, Mei Lingxuan can't just put down the lyre in her hand and can't participate in the battle, and the Qingfeng monk is even more unconscious. This situation could not be worse.

The entire altar was once again silent, and no one dared to make a loud noise at this time, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"It seems that there is really no one in Jingnan Wulin! Since none of you are willing to come out, as long as a few of you commit suicide and apologize, the old man promises not to kill the rest of the people. The Master of Yuba spread his hands in disappointment, his shoulders shrugged slightly with contempt.

Tianion frowned, the other party was so persistent in asking for a fight, and seeing that the opponent's battle had almost reached the point of not dying, it seemed that he had a deep hatred.

In this case, if you defend without fighting, it is not a good strategy to retreat from the enemy. In the case that several brothers are injured, they may even end up in the end of the total annihilation.

However, the other people outside the valley all took a wait-and-see attitude, and only Qian Lingzi looked positive and abnormal. However, Tianion still couldn't fully trust him, and after thinking about it, he still didn't have an idea.

Just when a few people were at a loss, a thunderous roar came from nowhere, and the anger in the roar was indescribable: "Your Excellency is so big, you don't even put the world's martial arts in your eyes, don't you feel that your eyes are above the top?"

Everyone was stunned, and at some point, a middle-aged man in a purple robe stood at the entrance of the altar. He was scanning the Tobu heroes in front of him with a complex and angry gaze, as majestic as King Kong.

The Venerable Yuzhu also involuntarily looked sideways, and a wave of anger arose, but that trace of reason still made him keep calm.

He looked coldly at the showman's posture, and the colorful whip he held suddenly flickered, and a restless restlessness spread.

When he saw everyone's stunned looks, the purple-robed man couldn't help laughing. He was holding a turquoise long sword, and there was a faint pale green flame flickering on the sword, and he was also a little restless.

After stopping at the mouth of the valley for a while, the purple-robed man suddenly jumped towards the crowd with his feet on the ground, as if the roc had spread its wings.

The purple-robed big man was in mid-air, but a strange one turned over and slashed forward with his sword, and a light green ribbon of light dragged up with a flickering "green fire".

The green fire hissed softly, and the surrounding air flow instantly became cold.

The ribbon of light swirled in the void, and the momentum circled towards the master of the bean curd bamboo.

The man on the bean curd stared intently at the attacking green ribbon of light, and suddenly a cold smile appeared on his face.

I saw that his wrist moved upwards and flicked the colorful long whip, and the long whip between his hands in a circle instantly brought up a burst of colorful phantoms.

At the same time, a subtle crackling sound also sounded with the dance of the whip, and it brought up a colorful whip shadow that did not shy away from wrapping around the attacking green ribbon of light.

......A series of collision and crackling sounds spread throughout the four fields, and the light bands and colorful long swords intertwined in mid-air, and green ripples continued to erupt on the colorful long whip.

The ripples shattered one after another, and the colorful long whip was even more shocked by the residual force of the burst, as if the long whip would fall off if it was not careful.

The crackling sound also stopped abruptly when the green ribbon of light collapsed, and the purple-robed man fell to the ground, his long sword leaning on his side. His eyes squinted at his turquoise sword, as if there was nothing left in the world between him and the turquoise sword that had collapsed with green light.

The Master of the Yuba turned his slightly numb wrist slightly, and he savored in amazement the cold and astonishing destructive power above the other man's sword shadow. Although Fang Cai himself only showed part of his strength, the feeling of danger was indeed real.

He was sure that the person who came would not be able to strike with all his strength, and he couldn't help but compare his long whip with the opponent's Green Shadow Sword.

After a moment of contemplation, the Master of Yuba glanced at the colorful long whip in his hand, and laughed ecstatically: "You are the iron-faced ruthless Ji of the Seven Scattered Immortals, right? The height of your sword intent is rare in the world, and now you can really live up to this trip for a while. ”

Ji Wuwu was also frightened, and there were two completely opposite energies faintly coming from the other party's whip shadow, and they were so evil that they could even smell the breath of death. This feeling is the only one he has seen in his life, and for a while there is an unbearable feeling.