"Hmph, the disciple of the demon head, it's really not a good thing!"

Seeing that a strange donkey was in the limelight, all the cultivators in the field were also angry and their noses were crooked, especially those Taoist and ancient families in Shenzhou, who originally planned to let their juniors compete for it in the realm of foundation building, and make a show, this is good, all the limelight has been robbed by the strange donkey, so what else is there to rob, I know that I am invincible, because I don't want to let my child lose to a donkey, so many family Taoists, who originally planned to let the child fight, simply retreated, and let the strange donkey go to the field to toss it......

However, this strange donkey is the disciple of the devil after all, such a disturbance, but it reminds everyone in the audience of the little devil who can't come every day, because of the previous incident of the little fairy world and the demon abyss, between Shenzhou and the little devil, the grievances are complicated, according to the meaning of Shenzhou, and even secretly issued a gag order, not to let people mention the little devil, so that he can be forgotten as soon as possible, but this donkey is so big that the martial arts meeting makes the reputation of the little devil sound again, which is contrary to the will of Shenzhou.

"However, the third fight is about to begin!"

Someone also whispered: "A new legend is about to be born, suppressing all enemies, like the first rise of the sun, and dimming the stars!"

Such a sentence made the cultivators of Shenzhou feel a little relieved.

Although the rise of the prince of Fusu made the ancient family of the Central Domain feel a little unhappy, but at all, it is still acceptable in comparison, after all, before this, if you say who is the most famous person in the world, then you don't think about it except for the little devil Fang Xing, especially in the last battle of this devil, he actually fought out the seven masters of Shenzhou alone, which made his reputation spread far and wide.

Since that war, although the little devil has died, his limelight has not diminished for a while, and even overshadowed the young Situ of Fuyao Palace, who has always been known as the first person in Shenzhou's juniors, and more importantly, this matter arose because Shenzhou wanted to sacrifice him, so his name is equivalent to a stain on the reputation of the ancient family of Shenzhou, the louder his reputation is, the more faceless the ancient family of Shenzhou will be!

Rather than covering up this point by blocking some news or even reversing the truth, it is better to bring out a new genius as soon as possible, let his light overshadow that demon, and then make all the cultivators in the cultivation world forget about that demon as soon as possible......

The Yuan family Fusu should be able to do this!

The third fight has been prepared, compared to the first two, the field is undoubtedly wider, and the power of the forbidden runes is also stronger!

At this time, I don't know how many people's eyes are on the Yuan family Fusu Gongzi, but this person is sitting on Xiaohua Peak, the old fairy of the Yuan family, his eyes are drooping, his qi is not obvious, he looks pampered and not surprised, and the countless surprises or enthusiastic eyes of the people around him, he seems to turn a blind eye, just keep his heart, the wind is light, and there is a faint style of the immortals, outstanding!

However, to Zhu Xiuluo's disappointment, this Fusu prince did not enter the ring at the first time, showing his invincible demeanor, but a tall man appeared on the stage, this person is neither a saint disciple of the Zhuzi Dojo, nor a master secretly cultivated in the small fairy world......

This is a little puzzling, who in the world has not heard some ways from the rules of the third ring of the Fuyao Palace, this third ring, in fact, is simply for the disciples of the saints, under the Sanjiazi Shouyuan, can stand up to the high level of the cultivation world, even the Yuan Ying is invincible, except for the hundred saint disciples in the Zhuzi Dojo, who can reach such an amazing realm?

And this man, or loose cultivator, where did he get the courage to dare to climb the third ring?

Is it self-inflicted?

"Hehe, old man, can't you open this handicap?"

Between the mountains and forests, there were already people gathered in front of the big bluestone of the old man who told fortunes, and they opened their mouths to laugh.

"Open, of course, who do you want to buy?"

The old man who told the fortune was lazy, and there was a pile of spirit spirits behind him, all of which were the harvest of this morning.

"It is said that you are an iron-mouthed god, but a certain family wants to ask, who will win the duel between this loose cultivator and the saint disciples in the Zhuzi Dojo?"

All the cultivators came to ask with a smile, and someone had moved their minds to make this old man pay a hand.

"Hehe, I'll bet on this casual cultivation to win......"

The old man's eyes were cunning, and he opened his mouth with a smile.

Zhu Xiu was overjoyed, and they all rushed up, ready to gamble, and at this time, the person who had already gone up to the duel in the ring was a disciple from Penglai Immortal Island in the Eastern Regions of Shenzhou, and he was also a saint disciple who was included in the Zhuzi Dojo by the saint, and all the cultivators rushed up, scrambling to buy the saint disciple to win, the scene was chaotic for a while, and I don't know how many people looked at the spirit of the old man.

It's just that the battle between the fields soon surprised them!

The saint's disciple was really extraordinary, and he controlled the three fire dragons with a shot, showing an amazing fire technique, and wanted to kill the enemy in one fell swoop.

But the loose cultivator opposite him was not in a hurry, he singled out the Fang Tian painting halberd, stepped on it, and struck with the halberd......

"Bang!"

In the stunned eyes of the cultivators, the saint disciple spurted blood in his mouth, and fell straight down from the ring, unable to stand up.

All sides were shocked and silent!

Saint disciples, how can they be so poor?

Even if this son is only the weakest cultivator in the Zhuzi Dojo, he shouldn't be knocked down like this, right?

"A certain Lu Fengxian, willing to draw a halberd in his hand and challenge the saint's disciples, who dares to fight me?"

But at this time, the tall man in the field waved the Fang Tian painting halberd, and shouted towards the surrounding void, with a slight sadness on his face, as if there was a wave of anger in his chest and abdomen, and such a loud shout, but also with a sense of absolute determination, the momentum on his body was erected, and a flowing cloud in the air was dispersed, and the whole person seemed to be much taller, standing proudly in the middle, challenging the enemies of the Quartet!

"Lu Fengxian, that person is the abandoned son of the Lu family, Lu Fengxian, who once had an invincible name?"

The surrounding cultivators were stunned, and some people remembered this abandoned son of the Lu family, who was once also famous.

And looking at the loose cultivation, the fortune teller old man smiled and muttered to himself: "This guy seems to have suffered a lot......

"Bold, dare to offend the divine power of the Zhuzi Dojo?"

After that loud shout, soon someone came on the field again, and he was also a saint disciple in the Zhuzi Dojo, from Bai Yujing in the southern region of Shenzhou, carrying a long sword, obviously angered by the words of this abandoned son of the Lu family, the Zhuzi Dojo can be said to be extremely sacred in Shenzhou, and these saint disciples are all proud of their own identities, of course, they can't be despised by others......

"What kind of Zhuzi dojo, the world's pride, a certain family is a casual cultivator, who is afraid of coming?"

Lu Fengxian didn't say much to him at all, shouted loudly, held the halberd in both hands, and rushed forward with a bang.

A halberd was in the air, and the arrogance was monstrous, and he didn't even care how the opponent responded, and directly hit it with a frenzied force.

"Kara"

The opponent had just sacrificed the magic weapon, and he didn't even urge the divine power in it, so he was knocked out of the ring by this halberd and treasure.

Kill the enemy with one blow, and the gods will be powerful.

Whether it is the cultivators of Shenzhou or the big figures of other Taoist systems, they have been shocked by this person, and it can be seen that this person's cultivation is only the Jindan Mahayana, and he should have entered the realm of cutting me, but his cultivation does not seem to be too much higher than the opponent, but the strength is infinite, and the momentum is invincible, and more importantly, this person looks full of resentment, every time he strikes, it is a full blow, leaving no way back, but it makes him almost exceed the strength of his own realm as soon as he makes a move, and knocks the opponent directly off the ring.

If it is a life-and-death fight, the opponent may still have the possibility of winning a game, but in the ring, you can't go on stage and fight again, right?

"Hahahaha, the saint disciple is just like this, Lu is here, who else dares to fight me?"

After defeating two opponents one after another, Lu Feng stood on the field, brandished Fang Tian's halberd, and shouted angrily to the surroundings.

"Hugh is going to be rampant, I'll fight you!"

After being silent for a long time, someone shouted and rushed to the stage, but it was not a disciple of a saint, but a true lineage of another Dao Tong.

"Get out!"

Lu Feng shouted loudly first, and the heavy halberd swept through the sky, sweeping the mountains.

He seemed to be holding back his anger, and ran here to vent, and he was ruthless, and in less than half an hour, he actually lost eight opponents in a row, these eight people, there are saint disciples, and there are also true legends of the Great Dao, it can be said that all of them are vulgar, but under his one-shot Fang Tian painting halberd, there is no triad, everyone was crushed by him, and he smashed the ring mercilessly, losing face......

"Enough of the limelight, let me send you off the stage......"

Finally, there was still a first-class master who couldn't sit still, and in the cold cheer, he stepped on the stage, and it turned out to be the god son of the Meng family, an ancient family in the Middle Regions.

"Come on, then!"

Lu Feng looked at this person first, and didn't see the solemnity and awe of the ancient family at all, it was no different from treating the invincible, the other party had just stepped into the ring, he directly waved the halberd and rushed up, Fang Tian's halberd crossed the void, tearing the void into a huge opening, like a black lightning out of thin air, rumbling towards the Meng family's divine son who was a hundred zhang away.

"There is a brute force ......"

The god son of the Meng family was slightly surprised, took a step back, pinched the seal with both hands, and laid down a pattern to block the blow.

After a deep drink, he was about to take the opportunity to fight back, but he didn't expect that after Lu Feng's first blow, the second blow followed and smashed over.

Rumble!

This blow was even heavier, and the god son of the Meng family was surprised, so he could only close his mouth, take a hard blow, and take half a step back.

"Come again!"

Lu Feng roared first, and the third blow followed, without any time for respite and condensation in between.

The Meng family's face was solemn, and he could only hold up his mana, eat him again, and take two steps back.

But he didn't expect that Lu Feng was unforgiving, one blow after another, and every blow was as heavy as a mountain.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Connected to the nine schemes, he had already retreated to the edge of the ring, his face was pale and terrible, and his face was full of grievances, but Lu Fengxian became more and more courageous, and a halberd smashed over, the power was heavier than the previous halberds, and the Meng family god who smashed directly roared, and the power exploded, exhausted all the mana, and broke Lu Fengxian's Fang Tian painting halberd, but he could no longer stand on his feet, and fell straight down the ring.

Win another battle, and have won nine in a row!

The expressions of the surrounding cultivators were already shocked, and their faces were full of surprise and incomprehension.

And Lu Fengxian was arrogant, and shouted loudly: "What Zhuzi Dojo, what saint disciple, is praised so highly, but there is no real arrogance, it's just a pity, the only opponent worthy of Lu Mou's attention can't get into this ring......"

With that, he turned pale, took a bottle of wine from his bosom, and poured it into the ring.

"Adversary, it's a pity that you're dead......" (To be continued.) )