The leader, dressed in a green shirt, held a folding fan in his hand, leisurely and leisurely, like a scholar.
It looks like a spring breeze, but if you think that he has a refined temper, you are wrong.
His name is Duan Zehua, nicknamed Tsing Yi Ghost King, the head of Chi Luo Sect.
Definitely a ruthless person!
There are countless cultivators who died at his hands.
Behind Duan Zehua, followed by two elders, and thirteen contestants who participated in the Tianjiao battle.
The three core players, each eye is higher than the top, and the brows reveal the color of arrogance.
Around them, a mysterious light was emitting and buzzing.
The other ten candidates also held their heads high and their chests high, full of confidence.
Over the past few days, the Chi Luozong's suppression of the Black Yanzong has been comprehensive, and they all understand each other.
It is precisely because they know the current situation of the Black Yanzong that they dare to be so unscrupulous.
Even the name of the first-class sect is almost lost, so what is there to be afraid of?
"Sovereign Cheng, why bother?"
Duan Zehua shook the folding fan in his hand, with a smile that was not a smile.
There is a lot of ridicule in the words.
It is obvious that it is already a stubborn resistance, why bother?
"Liu Muyang, it really is him."
"He has been promoted nine times early, and he is the number one pride of the Scarlet Luozong."
"I heard earlier that he wants to single-handedly fight against the three core players"
"You must not be so aggrieved by defeat!"
The palms of all the disciples of the Black Flame Sect were sweating.
Cheng Shan said indifferently, "It's still not compared, why should you say it so firmly?"
"Actually, there is no need to compare. Who in your Black Flame Sect can be the enemy of Muyang? Huh?"
Duan Zehua smiled provocatively, looking specifically at Chen Qingfeng.
The young master of the ancient Chen clan is indeed powerful, but compared to Liu Muyang, he is still a bit weaker.
Chen Qingfeng felt the provocation from Duan Zehua, and a cold look quickly flashed in his eyes.
Really damn it!
This is, are you looking down on me?
Duan Zehua's words immediately aroused public outrage.
After all, this is the home field of the Black Flame Sect.
"I have never fought before, and I speak so arrogantly!"
"Really think that you Chi Luozong will win?"
"Arrogance!"
The disciples of the Black Flame Sect were excited.
"Brother Chen, do you see if the leader is there? He is Liu Muyang, the number one pride of the Chi Luozong, with a terrifying rushing fist. It is said that he possessed the fist a few years ago. He has challenged many people over the years. Fist masters almost always return with big victories, without a single defeat!"
Yu Luo leaned close to Ye Chen's ear and whispered.
Ye Chen followed Yu Luo's gaze, and saw a man with a stern expression standing in the Chi Luozong queue.
Liu Muyang, the No. 1 pride of the Chi Luozong!
There are three masters in Zhenbei City and the surrounding sects, namely Liu Muyang, Chen Qingfeng and Fu Jiangliu.
Among them, Liu Muyang and Fu Jiangliu are the core players of Chi Luozong this time.
In comparison, the Black Flame Sect looked much shabby.
Chen Qingfeng is not as good as Liu Muyang, and should only be slightly stronger than Fu Jiangliu.
As for Zhang Zong, to put it bluntly, he was much worse than Chen Qingfeng.
He is not bad as a backup player, but as a core player it can only be said that there is no one available for the Black Flame Sect.
As for Ye Chen, Chi Luozong had never even seen him, so naturally he would not take him seriously.
"Take a seat first."
Cheng Shan said lightly.
After all, it is your own home field, so you still have to have the attitude you should have.
Chi Luozong and his party were not polite and took their seats one by one.
Cheng Shan put his hands behind his back, and said word by word, "The competition between you and me has lasted for a thousand years, and the rules naturally don't need to be emphasized, but I don't know if you are ready for what you are about to lose."
Cheng Shan's words immediately caused the members of Chi Luozong to burst into laughter.
"I should tell you this, Suzerain Cheng."
Duan Zehua's mouth outlines a smile, which is really interesting.
Where did Cheng Shan get the courage to ask such a question?
"In this case"
Chengshan will be a saber that symbolizes the identity of the suzerain.??At the desk, this move means that the competition has officially started.
Duan Zehua sneered and also followed.
What he took out was a seal, revealing immortal power.
The status symbol of the suzerain of each sect is completely different, but they all have one thing in common, which has existed since the establishment of the sect, just like the emperor's imperial jade seal, representing absolute majesty and status.
On the ring made of marble, there are four thick stone pillars standing around it.
On this stone pillar, formations are engraved respectively.
The purpose is to fear that if the battle starts, the aftermath will affect the onlookers.
The sum of these four formations can withstand the full blow of the strong person who changes life and death.
It is more than enough for defense.
"Let's place a bet."
Duan Zehua smiled, looking like he was determined.
He flicked his fingers, and a token landed on the desk.
On the token, the word "Seven Spirits" is engraved.
This is the name of a city.
Seven Spirits City is a small city under the control of Chi Luozong.
The first battle was based on the city as a bet.
Cheng Shan did not change his face, and also took out a token.
This token also represents a city.
It is very rare for the two parties to bet against each other with two cities to play so big.
For the two sects, the most profitable ones are naturally the spiritual mines. Each spiritual mine symbolizes infinite cultivation resources. If one more spiritual mine can be mastered, the cultivation resources enjoyed by the disciples in the sect will also increase a lot.
Under the spirit mine is the city.
Every city has huge taxes every year, and the sum of all kinds of profits is also not to be underestimated.
And then, there is the caravan.
Zongmen needs caravans to do business, and caravans need to rely on Zongmen to develop.
Duan Zehua took out a city when he came up, showing that he has absolute confidence in the disciples in his sect.
Chengshan is naturally not afraid, with Ye Chen around, what are you afraid of?
"Okay, have courage!"
Duan Zehua laughed. He thought Cheng Shan, an old fox, would come up with some moths, but he didn't expect him to come to bet against him so readily.
The two sects are incompatible with each other, but no one is willing to go to war in an all-out way.
The purpose of the Tianjiao battle is to take the opponent's cultivation resources as his own as much as possible.
I am not afraid that you have few resources, but I am afraid that you dare not take it.
After the bet is made, the next step is who to play.
Substitute players can play once, and there is no limit to the number of times core players can play.
This is equivalent to the fact that the suzerains of the two parties hold chess pieces and play games on the chessboard.
They want to maximize the strength of their disciples in a limited space.
"Hou Yang, you go."
Cheng Shan took the lead in sending out an alternate disciple.
After the disciple came to the stage, his expression was a little nervous.
Your own victory or defeat is related to the ownership of a city!
How can you not be nervous?
"Before the first battle begins, I will find someone first."
Duan Zehua narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly spoke. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com