It's not just this master who has murderous intent towards Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party, but the other people of the Scaly Horn Clan are the same, and they can't wait to kill all of Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others to pay tribute to the young masters of the Scaly Horn Clan who were killed.

"What you said is not right, our scaly horn clan is to learn, not to challenge, to learn strength, to make progress together, we are all noble people, there is no need to fight and kill, of course, even when fighting, there will inevitably be accidents, but I believe that the masters of the younger generation of our Dragon League will not let those accidents happen. Yuwen Juyuan said with a faint smile.

"It's good to have self-confidence, but to be overconfident is to be arrogant, and as for the result, it depends on the specific outcome of the battle. The master of the late stage of the True Saint said coldly.

"Hehe, why don't the two of us fight first and have an opening ceremony for a competition?" Yuwen Juyuan set his eyes on him.

Hearing that this master of the late stage of the True Saint hesitated, he already knew from the mouth of the pseudo-immortal realm master of the Scaly Horn Clan that Yuwen Zhouyuan was extremely powerful, and the ordinary peak masters of the late stage of the True Saint were not his opponents, and even some extremely old antique characters were not opponents of Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Although he really wanted to teach Yuwen Juyuan a lesson, there was a certain danger, so he hesitated.

"Forget it! You can't let people say that I'm a senior bullying you a junior. The Scaly Horn Clan, a master at the peak of the late True Saint Stage, smiled and said, his words were awe-inspiring, and he looked like he was thinking about Yuwen Zhouyuan, as if he was really afraid of being gossiped.

"In that case, you should say a few words, and let you young masters of the Scaly Horn Clan fight! Otherwise, I thought you had an itch in your heart and wanted to fight. Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled faintly, looking very peaceful.

Who is idle and has nothing to do will fight with you, this master at the peak of the late stage of the True Saint of the Scaly Horn Clan thought in his heart, but this kind of nature was not said, he knew that he was not the opponent of Yuwen Zhouyuan in words, and then gave the younger generation of the Scaly Horn Clan around him a look and let them go up to fight.

An extremely smart guy flew out at once and landed on the test table, his eyes swept away, looking at the ten young masters of the Dragon League, and he thought he was very imposing and said: "Terran, which of you dares to come up and fight?"

The ten young masters of the Dragon Alliance didn't look at each other, they turned their heads to look at Yuwen Zhouyuan, as if they had let Yuwen Zhouyuan have the idea.

"......" Yuwen Zhouyuan laughed, "With your little cultivation, any of the ten people in my Terran Dragon Alliance would dare to fight with you, if you really think that you can fight with our masters at the peak of the half-step True Saint in Xiliang just by virtue of your cultivation in the middle stage of the half-step True Saint, I will fulfill your wish." ”

After hearing this, the master of the Scaly Horn Clan's face turned extremely red, and he didn't say a word for a long time, looked at the ten young masters of the Dragon League, and hurriedly flew down from the competition platform in shame.

His strength is the middle stage of the True Half-Step True Saint, and among the people in Xiliang, the lowest cultivation is at the peak of the Half-True Saint, and he is simply looking for death when he goes up.

"What a fool, he doesn't have any brains at all, he really deserves to be an excellent young master of the Scaly Horn Clan!" After seeing the young man flying down, Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to be muttering to himself, but the people who are here are all masters, and their ears are amazing, and Yuwen Zhouyuan's words fell into their ears word for word.

The two masters who assisted Yuwen Zhouyuan at the peak of the late stage of the True Saint glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and said in their hearts: Yuwen Zhouyuan, this kid is really too bad.

The faces of the five masters of the late True Saint Late Stage of the Scaly Horn Clan were extremely ugly, and the faces of the others were not good-looking, especially the younger generation masters of the Scaly Horn Clan, Yuwen Zhouyuan was taking the opportunity to mock them just now, and of course they felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

At this time, a master at the peak of the late stage of the True Saint of the Scaly Horn Clan suddenly made a move, and the young master of the Scaly Horn Clan, who had just flown off from the competition platform, was imprisoned.

The powerful power of "Bang ......" burst out, and the young master of the Scaly Horn Clan became a pile of minced meat.

"It's just a madman, I ruined the atmosphere just now, and I hope that the deputy leader of Yuwen can understand. This master at the peak of the late stage of the True Saint of the Scaly Horn Clan said very calmly, although it seemed that there was no problem, but there was a cold light flashing in the depths of his eyes, and he wanted to shatter Yuwen Zhouyuan into ten thousand pieces.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, and a chill inexplicably rose in the hearts of the young masters of the Scaly Horn Clan.

The young generation of masters of the Dragon League admired Yuwen Zhouyuan, worthy of being the first person of the younger generation, not only is his strength extremely strong, but even his eloquence is so good, but he just wants the life of a young generation of the scaly horn clan, a strong man!

Yuwen Zhouyuan was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to be so ruthless, and he didn't give him a verbal advantage at all.

Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled and said: "Admiration and admiration, the Scaly Horn Clan is worthy of being a powerful race, and the death of a young generation master of the Scaly Horn Clan is like a common thing, I think it doesn't matter if it is a few dozen deaths." ”

Hearing this, the master at the peak of the late stage of the True Saint of the Scaly Horn Clan who shot just now hated him in his heart, this kid suddenly pushed him to the cusp, although those young masters now won't say anything, but they must be unhappy in their hearts.

"Which of you went up to comprehend the strength of the young generation of masters of the Dragon League?" Knowing that he couldn't say anything about Yuwen Zhouyuan, he was afraid that Yuwen Zhouyuan would really provoke the contradiction in a few words, so he quickly changed the topic and said.

When his words fell, none of the younger generation of the Scaly Horn Clan moved, as if they hadn't heard it, they were all people from some big forces of the Scaly Horn Clan, and the backstage was very hard, so they were naturally not afraid of offending a master at the peak of the late stage of the True Saint.

"Well, you guys hurry up and let the young generation masters of the Dragon Alliance know the strength of our younger generation of the Scaly Horn Clan, otherwise, they don't know that their strength is in that realm. Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, another master at the peak of the late stage of the True Saint of the Scaly Horn Clan hurriedly played a round and said.

The face of the peak of the late stage of the True Saint of the Scaly Horn Clan can not be given, after all, he has offended them, but the face of this peak master of the late stage of the True Saint has to be given, because as soon as he opens his mouth, he occupies the element of righteousness.

"Hmph. A young generation master at the peak of the early stage of the True Saint of the Scaly Horn Clan glanced at it very unpleasantly, the master of the peak of the late stage of the True Saint of the Scaly Horn Clan who shot just now, then snorted coldly, took a step forward, and suddenly appeared on the test table through the space.

"Badalo, in the late stage of the True King Peak Sixfold, who is willing to fight with me?" Badalo swept his eyes and looked at the ten young masters of the Dragon Alliance and said.

Badalore stood on the test table, wearing black armor, the black light on the armor was circulating, and at a glance, he knew that the defense was strong, and the spikes on the armor made people's hearts hairy.

"......" A sword came out of nowhere, and suddenly appeared on the test table, suspended in the void out of thin air, and a faint light emanated.

At this moment, a figure flew out from among the ten masters of the Dragon Alliance, and fell suddenly, as light as a feather, and his toes lightly stepped on this sword, as if he was afraid of breaking this long sword.

This is a woman, wearing a white embroidered dress, with an indescribable dust, as if she is a fairy in the sky, the kind of foot on the sword, even more fluttering, as if she is going to ride the wind at any time and enter the heavenly palace.

"Xiliang, Feng Jiuniang, come to understand. The woman spoke softly, in a lukewarm tone, looking very serious.

Yes, this woman is the only woman in the younger generation of the Scaly Horn Clan Continent this time except for Yang Liuqing, Feng Jiuniang, her strength has also reached the peak of the early stage of the True Saint, the realm of the two is the same, and no one will say anything when they fight.

"Very good, let me see the strength of your young generation of masters in the Dragon Alliance. Badalo stared at Feng Jiuniang and said.

After finishing the words, the whole person disappeared, and suddenly, he appeared in front of Feng Jiuniang, and punched out, without the slightest fancy, the billowing black gas shrouded his fist, and a powerful force burst out from his fist, this space trembled, and the air in the front of the fist was almost pressed into substance.

Badalo's punch was extremely powerful, and some of the people around him who were weaker in cultivation felt the powerful force blowing, and their faces were in pain, and some of the scaly people actually had blood marks on their faces, which were attacks formed by the powerful force that attracted the air.

Feng Jiuniang stood motionless in the void, the fist wind blew, making her white long dress hunting, and her green hair was a little messy, looking as if a fairy had fallen into the wind and dust.

Seeing that Feng Jiuniang was about to be bombarded into pieces by Badalo's strong punch, suddenly, the sword under Feng Jiuniang's feet disappeared suddenly, as if it had never appeared.

A punch rose in Badalore's heart a warning, he sensed a danger approaching, as if if he really punched out, he would suffer a huge crisis, for his own feelings, Badalo was very convinced, he quickly withdrew his fist, and at the same time paddled backwards with his feet, and suddenly retreated a distance of thirty feet.

Seeing this scene, many people were puzzled, wondering what was going on? Could it be that it was releasing water? This kind of thought actually appeared in the minds of some people of the Scaly Horn tribe.

At this time, an astonishing scene appeared, when Badalor had just left that position, a sword light slashed down directly, and the space was divided into two halves, which looked extremely neat.

Seeing this scene, many people took a breath of cold air, and even cold sweat oozed from Badalo's forehead, if it weren't for his keen senses, maybe the whole person would have been split in half.

The sword light turned and stabbed straight towards Badalor, extremely fast, as if it had passed through space, and suddenly arrived in front of Badalo, stabbing towards his eyebrows.

"With the heart of the sword, at a young age to reach the realm of the heart of the sword, it is really terrifying, the sword trick of the Xiaoyao Sect is really worthy of its name. Yuwen Zhouyuan's side said a master at the peak of the late stage of the True Saint.