Although Shen Fei's strength is not weak, and his body after the transformation is even tougher, but the blue-clothed monk who still has not fought against the Dragon Valley, while he was seriously injured by having one of his eyes removed, he also suffered a huge humiliation, you must know that Shen Fei is the descendant of Shen Haoyu, the current head of the Purple Flame Sect, and he really can't afford to lose.

Looking at Shen Fei, who was covering his eyes and extremely angry, Lu Tong secretly thought in his heart: "I am really not satisfied, I have lost an eye, after entering the Yuan Infant Period, I can still be reborn and return to the original state, if I lose my life, even if you have a great background and a great anger, it will come to naught." ”

In the competition just now, the blue-clothed monk in Suolong Valley seemed to have received some kind of order, although he made a move to kill, but there was room for death, and he did not necessarily mean to kill Shen Fei, and after Feng Banma shouted the word 'admit defeat', he was also very relaxed, thinking about it, only the reason why Shen Fei was a descendant of Shen Haoyu was reasonable, it seemed that Suolong Gu did not want to do things perfectly, and the relationship with the Purple Flame Gate was stiff.

Seeing that the blue-clothed monk did not use any exercises and spells to defeat Shen Fei, the most powerful Shen Fei of the Purple Flame Gate just based on his physical characteristics, the faces of the old monsters of the Yuan Infant Stage of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, such as Zang Feng and Meteorite, became extremely embarrassed, and after a few words of exchange, Meteor said directly to Lu Tong: "Lu Tong, the people who participated in the Lock Dragon Valley this time are too weird, and their strength is beyond the imagination of the old man, so the old man suggests that you quit directly and don't go to participate in the challenge." ”

As soon as the meteorite said this, Elder Li, Elder Wang and the others let out a long sigh of loss after hearing this, and patted Lu Tong's shoulder again, after all, the strength was there, although they knew that Lu Tong's strength was not bad, and he could defeat the monks of the same level, but this time all the participating disciples sent by the Lock Dragon Valley were too weird, and the strength was even more unfathomable, especially the gray-clothed monk who had not appeared as the finale, was even more powerful and immeasurable, rather than risking his life to challenge, it was really better to quit directly, after all, Lu Tong was not Shen Fei, and he did not have an elder like Shen Haoyu to support him。

However, the cheering monks of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance behind Lu Tong did not understand things like Elder Wang and the others, and when they saw Lu Tong sitting on the chair and not moving, they couldn't help but talk in a whisper, saying everything.

Seeing these different performances of everyone, Lu Tong also had a burst of amusement in his heart, and thought: "This Great Elder of the Meteor is really interesting, just now he said that he could try it, and after seeing Shen Fei being injured, he persuaded himself to quit, this kind of contrary prediction is a bit of a joke." ”

Thinking of this, Lu Tong slowly stood up, and was just about to step forward, but Elder Wang behind him tugged at the corner of his clothes, his face was solemn, and he whispered softly: "Lu Tong, you are not Shen Fei." ”

"Thank you Elder Wang for reminding me, if anything happens to the juniors, Nanyun will take care of it. For Elder Wang's kind reminder, Lu Tong smiled slightly, responded, and then walked towards the high platform.

Seeing Lu Tong say such words, Elder Wang wanted to speak and stopped, so he could only let out a long sigh.

"Lu Tong, just win two games to earn face. Just after Lu Tong walked a distance, the words of the Great Elder Zang Feng came from behind him.

Hearing Zang Feng's words as the Great Elder Zang Feng said this, Lu Tong stopped, turned his head and looked at Zang Feng and Meteor Liu, the two masters who had carefully taught him in the past, and suddenly burst out of his aura, and after a flash, he smiled weirdly, and then turned around and walked quickly towards the high platform.

"Meteorite, Lu Tong really has no chance of winning against the person who locked the Dragon Valley?" Seeing Lu Tong release a fleeting aura, Zang Feng turned his head and asked the meteorite solemnly.

Looking at Zang Feng's questioning expression, and then looking at the monks of the same rank around him, Meteorite's face looked extremely unnatural, but he finally spoke: "This Lu kid is too weird, there are too many accidents when fighting the method, and Meteor can't clearly predict the result, but he is definitely not the opponent of that gray-clothed monk." ”

After Meteor finished speaking, Zang Feng and the other Scattered Cultivation Alliance Elders frowned, looked at each other, and then turned their gaze to Lu Tong, who was standing on the high platform.

Coming to the high platform, Lu Tong looked around, he saw the nervous faces of Elder Wang, Elder Li and others, and also noticed the grim expression of Lei Kun hidden in the crowd of the Purple Flame Gate, and also saw the resentful face of Jin Huan, without too many words, without too many shapes, Lu Tong just hugged his fist slightly at everyone, especially Long Jiangyu, who had been watching him for a long time: "Scattered Cultivation Alliance, Lu Tong." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a deafening cheering sound from the position of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, while there were bursts of discussion in the camps of the Feiyun Sect, the Purple Flame Sect, and the Locked Dragon Valley.

"He's Lu Tong, haven't you heard of it?"

"Where did the monk come from? When did there become such a monk in the Scattered Cultivation League? And put it in Zuihou, is it the most powerful person?"

"You don't know that he was the one who played with the Golden Ring and forced the Silver Ring to death in this city a few days ago. ”

"That's not right! He only has the Great Perfection cultivation in the foundation building period, and the gold and silver two rings are a monk of the Jiedan!"

"It's not like you don't know ......"

......

Lu Tong didn't seem to hear the cheers of his fellow disciples and the voices of everyone's discussions, but just waited there quietly with a cold face.

Just when the gray-clothed monk in Suolong Valley wanted to get up, Long Jiangyu signaled him with his eyes not to worry, take a look, and the gray-clothed monk just smiled, and then sat down casually, also quietly staring at Lu Tong on the stage.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by a wild scream like a wild beast: "Ahh ”

With this wild shout, a burly, sturdy black-faced monk from the Purple Flame Gate stood on the stage with a 'bang' in his hand, holding an iron spherical quasi-magic weapon in his hand, and the entire table was 'buzzing'.

The Purple Flame Sect monk had just stood up, Lu Tong raised the corner of his eyes slightly and looked at it, this person actually looked two points similar to the gold and silver two rings, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart.

"Boy, you humiliated my Uncle Jinhuan and forced my second Uncle Yinhuan to death, and the master will definitely skin you and cramp you today to comfort my second uncle's spirit in the sky. Seeing that Lu Tong was just standing there quietly, the Purple Flame Sect monk pointed at Lu Tong with the iron ball in his hand and shouted hoarsely.

"Uncle Ling's death does have something to do with Lu, but it was definitely not intentional by Lu, please forgive me, but Lu wants to remind you that your two uncles are not Lu's opponents, so don't be reckless, otherwise you can only bring humiliation on yourself. Hearing the Purple Flame Sect monk on the other side shouting like this, Lu Tong was also extremely angry in his heart, but he still maintained great restraint and kindly reminded the Purple Flame Sect monk.

"Fart, my two uncles are both Jiedan monks, if you are outside the city, even ten or eight, you are not their opponent, and now on this stage, the master is also confident that you will die without a place to be buried, you take your life. After finishing speaking, the Purple Flame Sect monk let out a strange cry with his wild voice, his body suddenly soared into the air, and he raised the iron ball-shaped quasi-magic weapon in his hand with one hand, and the red light around his body was sheng, and he smashed it towards Lu Tong who was standing on the stage with all his strength.

Seeing that this Purple Flame Sect beating monk did not listen to the advice, and spoke wildly, the corners of Lu Tong's mouth were slightly raised, and he snorted coldly: "Don't be ashamed of your face." ”

Facing the Purple Flame Sect monk who was surrounded by red light and smashed the iron ball into him in the air, Lu Tong didn't seem to have the slightest worry, just stood quietly in place, waiting unhurriedly.

Seeing this scene, the low-level monks of the various sects watching from the periphery all exclaimed, I don't know what happened to Lu Tong, he didn't even open his defense, he didn't even hide, what was the difference between this and looking for death?

But what happened next made everyone's eyes widen.

At the moment when this Purple Flame Sect monk volleyed up in the air to reach the highest point, and then fell at an extremely fast speed, he saw that Lu Tong didn't even look at it, and he turned his hand to the Purple Flame Gate monk who was still in the air and sent out a black flame arrow and a red illusion arrow.

I saw two plump and sharp shadow arrows, one black and one red, with faint water lines, flashing in front of Lu Tong, and shooting extremely quickly towards the Purple Flame Sect monk who was falling extremely quickly in the air.