Everyone in the Sword Dao Sect looked at each other, lowering their heads and not daring to look at Yuwen Zhouyuan. This scene was exactly the same as the disciples of the Wuguang Sect just now.
Seeing this, all the inner disciples of Wuguang Sect got excited at this moment and shouted loudly: "You rubbish from Sword Dao Sect, why don't you dare to come out when you see how powerful our senior brother Yuwen Zhouyuan is? You were so arrogant just now.
, come out!”
"Where did your energy go? Send someone up quickly to teach us, Senior Brother Yuwen Zhouyuan, a lesson. You grandsons, let me let you be arrogant again!"
"Mu Taiyu, weren't you very powerful just now? Come out, do you dare to compete with my senior brother?"
"The rest of the Sword Dao Sect are all trash. No one dares to come out. Senior Brother Yuwen Zhouyuan is invincible!"
"Feng Zhiyi, you are a villain. You have no good intentions when you sell 'Yellow Tang Wanli Xiang' to Junior Brother Wang Zhonghui. In fact, our Senior Brother Yuwen Zhouyuan has noticed it a long time ago. Now you know the lesson, bitch!"
"Did you see it? The Sword Dao Sect was so scared by Senior Brother Yuwen Zhouyuan that they didn't dare to show up!"
"Elder brother, you will be my boss from now on. If you ask me to go east, I don't think I can go west!"
The scene became very lively for a while. The inner disciples of Wuguang Sect were all extremely excited and shouted at the top of their lungs.
The first few matches between the two factions today were too depressing for them, reaching the point of despair.
The emergence of Yuwenzhouyuandi immediately gave them hope.
"Brother Yuwen! You are so great!" At this time, two female voices came.
It turned out that Nangong Dai and Bai Suya had arrived. Since they had just entered the True Yuan stage, their realm was not yet stable, so their master asked the two girls to retreat to stabilize their realm. They did not participate in the two days of competition.
The two of them came out of seclusion today and heard that the fight between the two sects has reached a fever pitch. The two girls know that with Yu Wen Zhouyuan's personality, he will definitely not be missing in the fight!
Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived, I heard the disciples of Wuguang Sect calling Yuwen Zhouyuan as their senior brother. It seemed that Yuwen Zhouyuan was outstanding again!
So when the two girls saw Yuwen Zhouyuan on the stage calling for war majestically to the Kendo Sect, they coincidentally started shouting along with everyone else.
The old man Dongfang of the Kendo Sect turned red and white. At this moment, he felt what Zheng Dongjie felt just now. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Liu Mingzheng, get up here!"
A thin, tall young man reluctantly walked out from among the disciples of the Sword Dao Sect. Before he could take the stage, suddenly a disciple of the Sword Dao Sect shouted loudly: "Second Senior Brother, come on! Go up and kill Yuwen Zhouyuan..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly noticed that all the fellow disciples around him were looking at him with strange expressions, especially the second senior brother Liu Mingzheng, who turned back and glared at him fiercely, which frightened him and he quickly shut up, not daring to
Talk again.
Liu Mingzheng cursed in his heart: "This idiot! Yuwen Zhouyuan is so strong. Even the senior brother was knocked down with one move. Elder Dongfang asked me to go up. Isn't that embarrassing? And that bastard Feng Zhiyi didn't know how much he sold him."
Yellow soup is as good as ten thousand miles of fragrance. This Feng Zhiyi, I must deal with him well when I go back!"
Thinking of this, he glared at Feng Zhiyi fiercely, walked up to the stone platform, immediately clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Senior brother Yuwen, I am Liu Mingzheng, senior brother Yuwen is handsome and unrestrained, and his cultivation is amazing. In the future, senior brother Yuwen will definitely become famous in the cultivation world of Dongyang Empire.
, to shine a bright light on the world of Dongyang Cultivation. Today, Mingzheng can compete with my senior brother. It is a blessing in my life, I can't help but be happy."
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the other party and said nothing.
Liu Mingzheng did not feel embarrassed, and said: "Brother Yuwen, our two factions are just communicating after all. We can finish this in a while! What do you think? We will use one hundred interest time as the deadline. If you can't win
, then consider me winning.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it and said quickly: "No, fifty breaths, this, let's thirty breaths... let's twenty breaths!"
At this time, the inner disciples below quit. They all knew in their hearts that they must flatter Yuwen Zhouyuan now, otherwise they would not feel at ease.
"Get out of here, you are the second senior brother of Huanjian Dao Sect. You are too shameless. How can you compete like this? Senior brother Yuwen Zhouyuan, don't listen to him."
"Liu Mingzheng, are you a man? From one hundred breaths to twenty breaths, you go down and change! You are not worthy to compare with our senior brother!"
"Why did the Kendo Sect send such a person? It's so embarrassing!"
Zheng Dongjie was smiling. The more he looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, the more he liked him. He whispered to Jiang Qingsong not far away: "Junior Brother Qingsong, you are such a good apprentice, good! Good!"
Jiang relaxed shook his body and suddenly felt a few kilograms lighter. He said proudly: "That's the kid Yuwen Zhouyuan. I took a fancy to him as soon as he went up the mountain. Hehe, luckily none of you competed with me!"
Master Zheng Dongjie said to Jiang Qingsong kindly: "Junior brother Qingsong, you have done a great thing for our Wuguang Sect. Don't worry, senior brother will definitely give you an explanation in the future!"
On the stone platform, Liu Mingzheng had no time to pay attention to the other disciple's sarcastic words. He looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan cautiously, for fear that the other disciple would not agree with his proposal.
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at Liu Mingzheng, raised his head and said, "Okay!"
Liu Mingzheng was immediately overjoyed. He was a calm person, completely different from Fu Jiangtao's arrogance. At this time, he secretly thought in his heart: "Yuwen Zhouyuan, your 'Tiger Binding Hand' is indeed powerful, but I am not better than Senior Brother. I am good at it."
What's important is speed, hum, I'll see how you catch me later, once twenty breaths pass, I will win!"
He cupped his fist at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and without saying a word, he immediately took a white jade talisman and crushed it quickly without hesitation. Suddenly, a white light appeared around him, and his speed immediately increased greatly. At this moment, Liu Mingzheng quickly moved toward
Rush aside.
He deliberately avoided Yuwen Zhouyuan and did not come into direct contact with him. Liu Mingzheng's calculation was clever. He did not seek to attack, but only relied on delaying time.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes showed a sarcastic look. He had recognized the opponent too many times. With one sweep, he immediately locked onto Liu Mingzheng who was moving quickly. He moved his heart at will and slowly took out a "Yellow Soup Wanlixiang".
As soon as Liu Mingzheng saw this "yellow soup with ten thousand miles of fragrance", his expression immediately changed and his speed became a little faster.
Feng Zhiyi in the audience stared blankly at the "Yellow Tang Wanli Xiang" in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand, and murmured to himself: "Brother Yuwen, eldest brother Yuwen, Grandpa Yuwen, please don't use it.
I have already offended the senior brother, if the second senior brother gets tricked again this time, I will be doomed!"
Unfortunately, his prayers had no effect. Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, and the giant surgery was performed immediately, turning into an invisible big hand and grabbing Liu Mingzheng who was running. The "Yellow Tang Wanli Fragrance" in his hand floated in the sky
It drew an arc and hit Liu Mingzheng on the head.
Liu Mingzheng felt his body tighten, and the space around him seemed to be suddenly pulled away by some magical force and collapsed, squeezing tightly against him, and he watched helplessly as the "Yellow Tang Wanli Xiang" fell.
There was a bang, and Liu Mingzheng's hair was disheveled, his face was covered with yellow soup and excrement, and the stench was overflowing.
He ignored the yellow soup and smell on his body, his face was horrified. At this time, he felt the squeezing around his body slightly loosen. He immediately used all his spiritual power to struggle, and finally got free. His heart was beating wildly, and he thought to himself: "This bondage
Tiger Hand is so powerful! No matter what, you lose, let’s fight!”
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the other party with a half-smile, and said: "There are still about ten breaths left, you can continue."
Liu Mingzheng gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spat out a ray of red light. The red light immediately grew bigger when facing the wind, and finally turned into a rainbow, carrying a strong sword energy, and quickly stabbed Yuwen Zhouyuan.
At the same time, he moved his body, took out a large number of spiritual talismans from his arms, and threw them into the sky. Various spells appeared from these spiritual talismans, and they were thrown overwhelmingly at Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered, and with a giant surgical sweep, he turned into an invisible big hand and slapped it casually. All the jade talisman spells immediately exploded and dissipated. As for the cold Changhong, his eyes flashed and he was doing two things.
The giant surgery turned into another big hand and grabbed Changhong.
The rainbow dissipated, revealing its true appearance, a red flying sword!
The flying sword stopped in mid-air, struggling constantly. When Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness took a look, he found that this flying sword was the same as "Yellow Tang Wanli Xiang", with the opponent's spiritual consciousness on it. He melted it easily, and the giant surgery was done.
, with a "click" sound, the flying sword broke from it and fell to the ground.
Liu Ming's face changed drastically, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and took a few steps back. He cupped his fists bitterly and said: "Senior Brother Yuwen's ancient magic technique of 'Tiger Binding Hand' is really powerful, but if I don't accept it, I won't lose."
In your hands, I lost to this ancient magic!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan was startled and said with a smile: "The ancient magic technique 'Tiger Binding Hand'? This is the first time I have heard of it!"
"Hmph! You don't have to admit it, my uncle has noticed your 'tiger-binding hand'!" Liu Mingzheng said angrily.
When he walked off the stone platform, the disciples of the Kendo Sect all avoided him. After all, the smell on his body was too unpleasant.
The old man Dongfang's face was slightly red. He coughed dryly and resisted and said: "Nephew Yuwen, what you are using is indeed the tiger-binding hand. The power of this ancient immortal method is unpredictable. It is not trivial. I also read it in the ancient books of the sect.
I have seen some introductions, but I didn’t expect that the Wuguang Sect still has records of this magic that has been lost for thousands of years. It is indeed a great sect from five hundred years ago, I admire it!"
As he talked, he believed it to be true, secretly thinking that even if this spell was not a tiger-binding hand, it must be an ancient immortal spell! Otherwise, it would not have such power.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was indeed a huge surgery. The only difference was that the technique was more mysterious. He had only practiced for a few days. If it weren't for the support of his powerful true energy, I believe he wouldn't have been so powerful!
Master Zheng Dongjie narrowed his eyes and said kindly to Yuwen Zhouyuan: "Junior Brother Yuwen Zhouyuan, is this technique you used really the tiger-binding hand?" He didn't have the time to find out what this technique was called right now.
name, but he is focused on sacrificing the reputation of the Sword Dao Sect.
Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Sect Master, the huge surgery that my master passed on to my disciples a few days ago is not the tiger-binding hand. The disciples of Lao Shizi's tiger-binding hand have never heard of it."
Master Zheng Dongjie secretly praised Yuwen Zhouyuan's intelligence, so he smiled at the three elders of the Sword Dao Sect and said: "Fellow Taoist Dongfang, I can tell you that this spell is not the 'Tiger Binding Hand', but the most basic immortal spell of our Wuguang Sect.
Surgery! Several disciples of your Kendo Sect can't even withstand the most basic immortal techniques of our Five Lights Sect, and they actually managed to create the 'tiger-binding hand' that didn't exist. It's really ridiculous!"
The old man Dongfang was embarrassed in his heart, but he could only resist on his expression and said: "Fellow Taoist Zheng Dongjie, you don't have to admit it, huh, I have long seen that it is the 'tiger-binding hand'!"