Lu Ming had already greeted Wei Zhixing's whole family in his heart. Zheng Shiyi had lacked a straw when he was more than ten sticks. Let alone straw now! Those sticks and sticks were all smashed down the mountains! But he was still alive!

Wei Zhixing patted Lu Ming's shoulder with comfort and said earnestly: "Xiao Lu, don't worry! Look... It's really surprising that the little beast can hold a hundred sticks. But he challenged three hundred sticks! There is no possibility of success..."

The more the stickman Hao Dong was, the more frightened he was. The new rookie in front of him could not be beaten to death no matter how hard he beat him! I'd better start a little lighter... If he holds over, he will also miss me.

Wei Zhixing's heart had long lost the calmness on his face, and he kept scolding in his heart, "It's three hundred! Do you really think you can hold on?"

"Call to stop quickly! Beg for mercy!"

"If you can't hold on for less than three hundred sticks, even if you can hold on for 299 sticks, you won't be judged as successful! Hurry up and give up!"

Although the weight of the soul-destroying rod is not heavy, even if the player has a hundred rods, he will not be able to bear it even if he has strong strength.

The stickman Hao Dong was also praying in his heart, shouting to stop quickly! You shouting to stop... I don’t need to be so tired!

"One Hundred and Thirty Rods!"

"One Hundred and Thirty-one Rods!"

“…”

"Two hundred and one stick!"

When the stick fell, the onlookers even forgot to breathe, and they opened their mouths and burst into surprise.

In the Sanguantang record, people who can persevere in one hundred pokers are rare! Two hundred pokers? This record is about to follow hundreds of years ago!

Three hundred sticks... Maybe it can be really done! Many people's eyes ignited. That was not the look of hope that supported Zheng Shiyi, but just... they just wanted to witness the success of a legendary record!

Panic, unprecedented panic!

Wei Zhixing's temples were soaked in cold sweat. He rushed to the person who cast the stick and reached out to seize the soul-destroying stick. He took it himself!

Hao Dong held the soul-destroying rod tightly and pulled it hard into his arms. He competed with Wei Zhixing for control of the soul-destroying rod and said, "Elder... is this... unruly?"

Wei Zhixing's eyes were filled with murderous light, and his voice was very low: "Hand over the stick... I will carry it myself if there is anything!"

Carry it? Resist your sister! Hao Dong really wants to spit on the other party’s face. The rules of the sect are not like this. If you don’t protect the stick, you will let go and punish the elders to appear... It will not be as simple as breaking your legs! It will definitely kill people!

"Elder... break my arms..." Hao Dong said helplessly: "In that case, I can explain to the elder who punishes me..."

The elder of punishment? Wei Zhixing shivered, and the hand holding the soul-destroying rod subconsciously released at this moment.

Punish the Elder! That is the real pillar behind Sanguantang! It is also the real ruler of Sanguantang! Even if the leader comes in person, he will give him enough face!

Breaking the rules of the Sanguan Hall? Even Wei Zhixing, the elder of the Sanguan Hall, would be killed without mercy!

"Useless thing!" Wei Zhixing raised his legs and kicked Hao Dong hard, throwing the soul-destroying rod to another short and fat disciple of the Nine Wheel Realm and shouted: "Yan Su! Come on! Beat him to death!"

Yan Su took the stick into his hand with a sad face. Who can't see the scene just now? Zheng Shiyi is simply an unbeaten monster! Now that I'm hitting people with a stick, wouldn't that make me offend people?

Wei Zhixing's almost murderous eyes almost touched Yan Su's face and said, "If I see you let go of water, I will not beat you to death!"

"Yan Su, right..." Zheng Shiyi spat a bloody saliva weakly and chuckled: "It should be that I can pass the three levels, I won't blame you..."

Yan Su suddenly closed the eyes on his face, which were not much bigger than soybeans, and raised the stick high and smashed it down...

"It hurts!"

Zheng Shiyi screamed immediately, and blood flew out of the wound on the spot. Cold sweat flowed out in the violent trembling of his body.

"There are less than ninety-nine sticks..."

Zheng Shiyi was smoking a cold air between his teeth, calculating the numbers in his heart, and at the same time activated his true energy, stimulating the soul seeds to beating violently for treatment.

"Xu Sa, the person from the Law Enforcement Hall, Elder Wei, no one of you wants to run away!"

Under Wei Zhixing's fierce look, Yan Su did not dare to keep his strength at all. He used one stick more force than another, and beat Zheng Shiyi to pieces and died.

But no matter how hard he tried, Zheng Shiyi, who was hit by the soul-destroying rod, was like a special god protecting him and preventing him from dying immediately!

As he got closer and closer to the three hundred sticks, Lu Ming's face became increasingly ugly...

A straw can indeed crush a cow to death! But in front of Zheng Shiyi, this move seems to be unhealthy. It’s only 290 sticks, and this guy shows no sign of death! In the end... which stick is the straw that really crushes the cow to death?

If this guy is still in the remaining ten sticks and has not died, he will be successful in the challenge, and then...

Thinking of this, Lu Ming's face became as dark as the bottom of the pot.

Wei Zhixing's face was not as good as that. Since he took charge of the Three Pass Hall, few people have been able to pass the Three Passes.

Like Zheng Shiyi, he passed the Knife Qi Pass, passed the Gravity Pass of the Ninth Chakra Realm of the Qi Hunting Realm, and passed the 300 Soul-Destroying Rods. This is definitely the first person in history!

Which of these three levels, if it were someone else... Not to mention this life, even ten lives! It is impossible to complete! But... this kid has completed all three levels!

If that's the case, he will be completely trapped here today!

The others were like fools, staring at Zheng Shiyi who was beaten by the Soul-Destroying Stick for nearly 300 times, but still not dead.

"Bang!"

A light blue current, accompanied by the drop of the soul-destroying rod, hit Zheng Shiyi heavily.

The unprecedented severe pain, Zheng Shiyi was about to bite off his teeth, fortunately, because the beating of the soul seed quickly relieved the pain.

The soul-destroying rod was no longer as dazzling as before and calmed down.

Three hundred sticks are completed!

"Peng!"

A stone door not far from everyone was pulled open to both sides, revealing the old man sitting cross-legged, with white hair, hair falling off his head and a head rope tied in front of his forehead.

Perhaps few people in the Xuanming Sect have seen this old man!

But the two vigorous and powerful words [Punishment] on his chest! No one would misunderstand!

Just these two words have already shown his identity!

"Punishment of the Ancestor! It's really a punishment of the Ancestor!"

If the challenger can pass three hundred soul-destroying sticks, the punishment ancestor will come out in person to uphold justice for the challenger.

No one can survive the three hundred soul-destroying sticks!

In the eyes of everyone, all this was weak and ethereal, and I didn’t expect that the punishment ancestor would really appear.

The old ancestor of punishment has a profound cultivation level and is the only one. He has a very high status among the sects. When the leader sees him, he will give him some thin face and be responsible for the implementation of all the sect rules in the sect.

If he comes out to uphold justice, wouldn’t the person who framed Zheng Shiyi be over?

Everyone was secretly worried about the person who framed Zheng Shiyi, "The person who framed this kid is pitiful, now he hit the knife."

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The four men suddenly ran in from the door, and everyone turned their eyes to them.

The man running in the front had his eyes dissipated, his mouth was a little crooked, and his face was filled with anger. It was Xu Sa who was rushing to run over after receiving a message from Lu Ming's subordinates.

Behind him were the three law enforcement disciples who went to pass the message.

"Why is he here?"

Xu Sa is notorious among the outer disciples, and almost no one does not know him. Everyone is full of doubts about his arrival.

Xu Sa looked around and saw the familiar figure opposite Zheng Shiyi, and said happily: "Uncle, why are you here?"

Wei Zhixing and an elder of the Xu family are brothers. Xu Sa has met him a few times. On weekdays, Sanguan Hall is relatively deserted. Xu Sa doesn't know that he is in charge of this place, which is normal.

Wei Zhixing explained without much spirit: "I am the elder in charge of Sanguan Hall, so I naturally have to be here."

"Ah? So you are the elder of Sanguantang!" Xu Sa's joy was even better than before.

He glanced at Zheng Shiyi, and quickly walked to Elder Wei, pointed at Zheng Shiyi and said, "Then why did he come here?"

Elder Wei gave Zheng Shiyi a blank look and said, "He said he was framed and sent to the prison cell. He wanted to clear his grievances by challenging the 'pass of three levels'."

"So that's the case!" Xu Sa suddenly realized, walked to Zheng Shiyi, and smiled proudly, "Do you want to challenge the 'pass three levels' and wash away your grievances?"

"Do you know whose territory is here?"

"It's my uncle's territory! Everything is up to my uncle and grandpa!"

"Don't you want to pass the 'three levels' and clear your grievances?"

"I will explain it to you today!"

"That head is indeed yours, I just want to frame you!"

"You were caught in a cell, and I was framed!"

"The torture you have suffered was also what I arranged for the law enforcement hall to do!"

"But even if you know all this, what can you do?"

"This is my uncle's territory! Even if you kneel in front of me today, you will break your head!"

"How should I mess with you or how to mess with you, I want everyone to know that this is the end of my troubled Xu Sa!"

Everyone next to them was so scared that they were trembling a few times by these powerful words, "It's worthy of being Xu Sa."

"It's a ray of life that has tortured people to this end. Don't you leave a ray of life for others?"

"This guy is indeed not the one who can provoke him. Poor that boy provoked him. It seems that in the future, when we see Xu Sa, we have to walk around him!"

Xu Sa's uncle was in charge of Sanguantang, and his elder brother was in the inner sect again.

Even if the punishment ancestor comes forward, they don’t believe that the punishment ancestor will not give them face.

Looking at Zheng Shiyi again, they all sighed for the punishment Zheng Shiyi was about to be punished, "Oh..."
Chapter completed!