Ah Fu's shout was clearly heard by everyone in the audience.

Everyone looked towards the high platform, and then they saw that the situation on the stage seemed to be different from what everyone imagined.

Huang Boyuan's sword flew out and indeed hit the small fireball sent out by the dragon. It's just that the small fireball the size of an egg was not shattered or extinguished by the flying sword, but collided with the flying sword and hung in the air, burning the flying sword with a sizzling sound.

The two in the stands, Long Chuan's right hand was stretched forward, swaying up and down, as if trying to control the speed and direction of the small fireball's flight. Huang Boyuan's face turned pale, and his hands pinched the magic trick. Looking at his stance, it didn't seem like he wanted to continue to let the flying sword shoot forward, but he wanted the flying sword to fly to the side or behind to get rid of the small fireball.

But such a small, crumbling fireball was tightly attached to the flying sword like a maggot on the tarsal bone. No matter how the flying sword shook, the little fireball just stubbornly fixed the flying sword in place, and then slowly and firmly burned forward along the body of the flying sword, inch by inch.

When the small fireball burned forward a few inches further, everyone saw that where the fireball passed, the body of the flying sword had actually been burned. After the small fireball scored another point, Huang Boyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the sky, and the remaining half of the flying sword also fell on the stage with a clatter.

The ancestor sat still, stretched out his hand and fished it out, fished out the small fireball that was still floating forward in his hand, put it on his fingertips, and sighed lightly: "The old man has really seen a lot when he returned home this time. Little friend, you won. ”

On the side, after the middle-aged man surnamed He was swept away by Ah Fu, he only took a few breaths on the high platform, and he could already see that things were not good. Huang Boyuan fell back to the sky, and the middle-aged man surnamed He immediately dodged, and he appeared behind Huang Boyuan and held him up.

Seeing that Huang Boyuan's face was pale and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, the middle-aged man surnamed He stuffed a pill into Huang Boyuan's mouth, and shouted at Long Chuan: "You doll, why are you so vicious?"

Long Chuan's eyes widened, and he said in an extremely speechless tone: "This Immortal Chief, you are also from the Jade Sword Sect, right?

After that, Long Chuan shouted towards the audience: "Grandparents, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, and all the immortal elders, please give me a testimony to the boy! It's because he's working too hard to put himself like this. How can you blame me?"

Immediately afterwards, Long Chuan shouted at the ancestor of the platform: "Ancestor, you always testify to the kid, you have to say a fair word to the kid." You can't let the immortal chief of the Jade Sword Gate wronged the boy!"

A smile flashed in the corner of the old ancestor's eyes, and with a slight flip of his palm, he held the small fireball on his fingertips in his hand, and asked lightly: "He Zhenren, Tu Zhenren, what do you say?"

Hearing the question of the ancestor of Tangtai, the middle-aged man surnamed He and the old man surnamed Tu Fang Zi were slightly stunned, Huang Boyuan was already struggling to stand up straight, bowed to the middle-aged man surnamed He, and said: "Uncle Ancestor, it is the disciple himself who is in a hurry, has excessive luck, and has lost his true qi. It's none of Long Gongzi's business. ”

The middle-aged man surnamed He nodded with satisfaction when he heard Huang Boyuan say this. In the current situation, this can be regarded as the most favorable statement for Yujianmen and Huang Boyuan himself. In any case, under the watchful eye at this moment, Huang Boyuan's injury must not be counted on Long Chuan's head. The Jade Sword Sect can't afford to lose this person.

After Huang Boyuan finished speaking to the middle-aged man surnamed He, he preached to Long: "Young Master Long, today's discussion, Huang was careless, self-harmed and rested, and he was unable to fight again." That's all for today's discussion. With that, Huang Boyuan stared at Long Chuan with a pair of eyes.

Long Chuan let out an "oh" and said, "That's the case, since Huang Gongzi said that he didn't have the strength to compete, then he wouldn't have to compete." After that, Long Chuan seemed to remember something, and then said: "Huang Gongzi, we have something to say first." If Huang Gongzi still wants to ask the three ancestors of my Long family for advice one day, he still has to defeat me first. Don't be discouraged when the time comes. ”

When Huang Boyuan heard this, his heart swelled with blood, and he almost spurted out another mouthful of blood.

The middle-aged man surnamed He stretched out his hand, grabbed Huang Boyuan, moved his feet, and supported Huang Boyuan off the high platform.

When the two of them left the high platform, Long Chuan reached out and patted his chest, muttering loudly: "I told you to be careful." Luckily, I controlled it well. Otherwise, if Huang Gongzi was really hit just now, it would be unclear. ”

Huang Boyuan stepped down with a gray and sloppy injury, and the mortals in the field were inexplicable. This competition is really weird. The small fireball sent out by the dragon was weird, and Huang Boyuan's injury was also weird. How could such a weak little fireball be able to burn the Immortal Family's flying sword to the point that only half of it was left? How could Huang Boyuan's power hurt him?

Some of the people in the immortal sect who had a high level of cultivation in the field had solemn faces. The people of the mortal world and some people in the Immortal Sect with low cultivation did not know why Huang Boyuan was injured, but these people in the Immortal Sect with higher cultivation could guess it.

Although it is true that Huang Boyuan has transported the true yuan by himself, it is more likely that the flying sword has been refined by him and is connected to his mind. The flying sword was burned by the small fireball, and even Huang Boyuan's mind was damaged. That weird little fireball actually had such power, which was really beyond the expectations of these people in the immortal sect.

Could it be that the exercises of the Dongsheng Divine Palace were really so magical? The small fireballs emitted by the Fireball Technique were actually able to burn the Immortal Flying Sword that had been refined? At this moment, most of the people in the Immortal Sect present, even including some disciples of the Jade Sword Sect, had already made up their minds to go and practice the basic exercises announced by the Dongsheng Divine Palace.

After the results of the next few battles came out, the people in the Immortal Sect who heard the news, even those monks who had long passed the realm of Qi cultivation, began to practice the exercises of the Dongsheng Divine Palace. This was something that Long Chuan had never expected. However, this incident also became a big boost to the rise of Dragon Chuan in Dongcheng in the future.

Seeing Huang Boyuan being held off the high platform, many mortals in the audience immediately began to discuss: "That's the end of it?

"You pig brain! If you run against people and you vomit blood and you can't run anymore, who do you say wins?"

"Needless to say, it must have been the opponent's victory. Who do you say vomits blood? You vomit blood! You are the pig's brain!"

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble! Didn't you hear what the ancestor of Tantai had just said, it was Long Gongzi who won. ”

"Yes, hey, did you hear that, just now the old immortal and the ancestor of the platform were all calling Xiaoyou. It's a shame that I thought it was calling Huang Xianchang, but it turned out to be calling Long Gongzi. Tut-tut! Long Gongzi is really amazing! He actually made the old ancestor of Lantai and the old immortal call him a little friend, and even made Huang Xian Chang vomit blood. ”

"Don't talk nonsense! Why did you call Young Master Long to make Huang Xianchang vomit blood? Huang Xianchang himself said that he was angry and injured himself. ”

"Tut-tut, it seems that cultivating immortals is not an easy task. If you practice yourself to the point of vomiting blood at every turn, how can you stand it?"

"That's it, that second boy in my family, now practicing blindly at home all day long. No, I have to teach him a good lesson when I go back, and let him stop cultivating immortals. Honestly marrying a few daughters-in-law for Lao Tzu and letting Lao Tzu hold a few more grandchildren is a serious matter. ”

"Hey, the second child of your family is not too young, and it is indeed time to marry a daughter-in-law. Is there a girl in the picture?"

"Well, not yet. It's sad to die. That little bastard, it used to be fine. After those immortal exercises appeared in the city last year, that kid followed as if he was confused, locked himself in his room every day, practiced blindly, and asked Lao Tzu to find those immortal things for him. What can I do?"

"Hey, hey, that's easy. Hurry up and marry him a daughter-in-law and come back. hugged his daughter-in-law, are you still afraid that the gentle township will not be able to rub off his thoughts?"

"Well, yes, yes, yes. When I turned around, I asked the matchmaker to find it. ”

"What are you looking for? The daughter of Lao Huang's family seems to be about the same age as the second child of your family. My mother-in-law has seen it, and said that she looks smart and has a big buttocks, and she looks like a child who can give birth. Hurry up and find someone to come to the door to propose. The daughter-in-law hugs, the baby will live for a lifetime, and I guarantee that the second child in your family will never mention the matter of cultivating immortals again. If that's done, you'll have to treat us to a drink. ”

"Really? If this thing really comes to pass, it will bring back the heart of that little bastard in my family, and Lao Tzu invites you to go to Qunfang Building for a drink. ”

"Okay! I haven't been to Qunfanglou for a while. I heard that there is another girl named Yi Niang in the building, and the long one is called a **. It's a pity, the girls in Qunfanglou can only watch and can't move. ”

"Really, it's as good as you say, and it's fun to watch the drinking. Tell me about it, what's the best way to do it?"

"Hey, hey, I'll tell you......"

A few big men got together to chat, and they couldn't say a few serious words, and when they talked, they naturally went astray.