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The first thousand one hundred and eighteen chapters won the first place(1/2)

This white-bearded elder of the Qilian Sect is fake and wears a human skin mask.

No wonder no one recognized him, but now he was exposed and was trampled under the feet by Taoist Priest Aoyama.

The entire martial arts venue was boiling again, and many people gathered around.

Tietou San also gave a sigh and laughed loudly:

"Look, I just said I read it right. He is a demon, he is a demon."

The demonic path, who was pressed to the ground, was frightened and seemed very scared at this moment.

"I, I don't know."

"I don't know? Then why are you pretending to be my junior brother? If you don't say it, I will stomp your head."

After saying that, Taoist Master Qingshan used force to step on his feet, and the demonic face was deformed.

The demon was really scared, trembling all over and stammeringly speaking.

There is no useful information at all.

There are too many people, and I can't squeeze through.

There are also lessons from the past, so everyone is wary of whether there are still demon accomplices around.

If there is a talisman fire, the tongue of the Sun and Moon cult will be missing.

After a while, several Dao Alliance bosses gathered together. After saying a few words, Qingshan Zhenren directly knocked him out.

Zhenren Bai Yue personally cast three talismans on the demonic path.

I thought I was afraid that this guy would be assassinated again, so after casting the talisman, several disciples of Jiuxiao Temple quickly looked up.

Obviously, it is necessary to imprison and protect it to avoid being assassinated again.

This way, he could get more information about the cult from him.

During this process, I met with Lao Feng and others again.

I didn't say much, just silently paying attention to the current situation.

After all, our status in the world is too low and we are not qualified to involve and participate.

After the demonic path was taken away, the disciples of Jiuxiao Temple began to maintain order.

The competition was arranged to proceed, and I was called to the ring again.

Now that I have been resting for so long, I have completely recovered.

At this time, I am not afraid of any challenges.

The sound of drum beats again, and the sound of "dongdongdongdongdong" resounded through the entire Jiuxiao Temple again.

The referee also shouted:

"Challenge, start again."

I am now on the ring, motionless, wanting to wait for another challenger.

But when everyone saw this, they rolled their eyes.

"Take it down, who can beat him now?"

"That's right, he is so strong and has been paying attention for so long. Who can challenge him as a younger generation in the world?"

"There is no need to fight at all. He can fight to the level of the Taoist sect..."

“…”

Many people were talking about it, but no one came on stage to challenge me.

The situation is very obvious now. I, who have won ten consecutive victories, have three-color Taoist energy, strange and powerful martial arts, and attribute power.

Now among the younger generation of Taoism, no one is my opponent.

Now that I have been resting for so long, I can’t even cut leeks.

Therefore, the younger generation of strong people had the idea of ​​challenging me at this time.

They have seen the gap in strength.

They are all prides of heaven, and they are all in the competition to compete for the first place and defeat their opponents.

Who would like to be beaten or even killed instantly when he went on stage?

In this way, even if there are still a few young and powerful masters in the Taoist sect who have not appeared, there is no intention of ending up challenging this time.

As for the rest, I don’t want to come out and show off my ugly face.

Amidst the waves of discussion and noise, time passes by little by little.

Five minutes passed quickly.

However, no one came to challenge me.

In this case, the referee took the stage again, glanced at the martial arts venue, and then spoke loudly:

"Is there anyone challenging Ding Fan? If there is no more than ten times, Ding Fan will win the first place in this Dragon and Tiger Championship."

As the referee shouted loudly, I couldn't help but feel nervous.

The old Feng Yang Xue in the audience also looked quite expectant.

The first person in the younger generation of Taoism is not a joke.

Not only will you make a big splash, but you will also get quite generous rewards.

The audience kept shouting:

"Go, go all!"

"Oh my god, is this the first name, a casual cultivator?"

"Hahaha, in the future, we will have signature figures in our wandering roads."

"Disciples of major sects, are you eating shit? Do you want a casual cultivator to suppress the majesty of our sects?"

“…”

Although the noise is coming one after another, no one challenges it.

The referee is counting down here:

"ten……"

"Nine……"

"eight……"

“…”

The sound of numbers sounded one by one, and my heart gradually became a little excited.

I am not interested in anything that is not the first or the first.

Only the purple gold treasure realm and the Hundred Flowers Liquid made me feel moved.

One is a super magic weapon in the Taoist sect, and the other is the supreme potion known as the flesh and bones of life and death.

Getting any one is a great fortune.

If you can get these two, then your luck will be really good.

I took a deep breath and calmed my heart.

The referee has already counted to the end.

"three……"

"two……"

"one……"

When the word sounded, the sound of gongs and drums sounded again.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

With this voice, the battle for the arena was settled.

The referee also shouted:

"I am now announcing that the top spot in the fifth Taoist Younger Dragon and Tiger Competition, Ding Fan..."

When talking about the word Ding Fan, the other party's voice elongated, which was extremely loud.

Cheers and shouts sounded around in an instant.

"Ah, the first one appeared."

"Niu Pi, the top ten masters in a row, and the strong man."

"I deserve it, the strongest generation of the younger generation in history.

“…”
To be continued...
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