Chapter 137 King Xian: Well, is the fight over? Who won and who lost?
"That's great." Cang's name made Bu Yuanting less worried.
"As we are both members of the Taoist sect, let me go and invite Cang." Yuan Wuxiang said proactively.
"I'm coming too." Juanshoutian followed closely.
"You should now recharge your batteries for the coming battle. This battle will not be fought without me." Yuan Wuxiang refused Jushou Tian. After saying this, he said goodbye to everyone and set off.
Left Tianjiang.
"Now that the manpower has been determined, the next step is to agree on the order of fighting the three kings." After Yuan Wuxiang left, Bu Yuanting continued.
Everyone has seen the combat prowess of the three kings. Judging from the previous performances of the three kings, King Xian is the strongest, King Red is second, and King Yama is the weakest. Therefore, it is necessary to choose the candidates for the battle reasonably.
After some discussion, Lunjianhai finally decided that Kushoutian will fight against the ghost Fang Chiming, Mu Shen will fight against the King of Hell, and Cang will fight against the King of Xian. There is no need to win this battle. As long as the three kings can be defeated with a hundred moves, it will be considered a victory.
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For the battle of three kings, Yuan Wuxiang went to the Peaceful Terrace and arrived at the halfway point.
Yuan Wuxiang paused, with a look of helplessness on his face, "Come out."
"I didn't expect to be discovered by you." Juanshoutian appeared from behind a tree with a smile.
"Didn't I ask you to prepare well?"
"It's time to come out and relax. This is also a way to adjust, isn't it?" Juanshoutian said still smiling.
Although Yuan Wuxiang's face was helpless, his heart was actually filled with the warmth of a friend's concern.
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Three days later, in Tianjiang, the huge heavenly protection no longer existed. The once bustling Tianjiang had long since withered away. But today, there are crowds of people outside Tianjiang, and countless heroes gathered here.
A battle to compete for the future of a difficult situation attracted the attention of heroes inside and outside the universe. In the vast expanse of the horizon, three battlefields had long been divided. Everyone was waiting with bated breath for today's protagonist to appear.
[There is no need for seven captures to convince one's heart, but there is no need to work for three arrows to defend against insults; there is nothing to do if you sit high in a secluded window, and Westerners dare not herd the long river.]
[The dragons and tigers are fighting, and the world is changing. We are laughing and talking about the vast land, who is in charge of the ups and downs? The waves have wiped out the heroes, and we will live up to the present.]
[The long day is over, the red sky is about to stand. I sing for thousands of miles, but I am dying!]
The three poetic trumpets fell, the wind and clouds moved, thunder resounded in the sky, and fire emerged from the earth. Three streams of red, black, and green light came in the sudden change of the world. There was a bang, the earth shook, and the mountains shook, and the figures of the three kings were flowing.
Appeared in the middle.
"Today, the realm of suffering will be included in the territory of the Three Realms."
King of Hell, King of Red, and King of Xun each stepped onto the battlefield to wait for their opponents in dire straits.
"King of Hell, today all old and new grudges will be settled."
Seeing that the three kings have arrived, the Goddess of Shepherd flew into the scene, and the Nine Songs of Mutian once again showed their strength to punish the King of Hell for his sins.
"Ha, we'll see."
The King of Hell clenched his right palm, and his power exploded, causing dust to fill the sky.
Outside the battlefield, Cui Luohan and others looked anxious, and Bu Yuanting was pacing back and forth.
"The date for the battle has come, why haven't Shuangxiu returned yet?" Bu Yuanting said anxiously.
"The messages sent to Yuan Wuxiang and Juanshoutian are all in vain. I'm afraid it won't go well for them to ask Cang to take action." Cui Luohan said worriedly.
"What should we do? If Jushou Tian and Cang don't fight, we will definitely lose this battle."
As everyone waited anxiously, time passed by minute by minute.
"What, is there only one person participating in this battle in Jianhai? Or are you cowardly before fighting?"
Oni Fang Chiming was the first to wait impatiently and began to mock, while King Xian on the other side was calm and calm.
Outside the battlefield in Hongmian Border City, Shen Yifei stood in the Qiyuandui, frowning and looking towards the Sea of Swords, while secretly activating his secret technique to inquire about the situation.
Shen Yifei: What happened? Why didn't the other two show up?
Cui Luohan: Tiangshou Tian and Yuan Wuxiang went to invite Cang and they haven't returned yet. I'm afraid there was some kind of accident. What should I do next? If not, what will happen to me and Mo Fuluo?
Shen Yifei: Wait a moment, don’t be impulsive.
After cutting off the secret connection with Cui Luohan, Shen Yifei frowned and began to think about countermeasures. Thoughts in his mind were racing but he couldn't think of a way to deal with it. Originally, the personnel arrangement in his plan was just right, but he didn't expect tiredness.
Something happened to both Shuotian and Cang.
At this time, Shen Yifei couldn't help but secretly regret not leaving any backup plans, but he couldn't be blamed for this. Time was really tight, and even if he wanted to do some backup plans, it was too late.
While Shen Yifei was thinking, the battle on the King of Hell's side had already begun.
Since both the King of Hell and the God of Shepherd were very familiar with each other, and the King of Hell was still hiding his incompetence and not using his full strength in this critical battle for unknown reasons, the fight between the two was inextricably linked, and neither side showed signs of defeat for a moment.
After fighting for more than thirty rounds, the King of Hell and the God of Shepherd distanced themselves, and the ultimate move appeared.
"Fangtian flows across Xuanfeng together."
The two swords of the Shepherd came together, and the sound of Mu Tian's Nine Songs trembled, and the white sword energy turned into a chain to kill the King of Hell.
"Well done, you will be punished by the gods."
Upon seeing this, the King of Hell turned his palms into fists and mobilized all the evil power in his body to defeat the God of Shepherd. Suddenly, evil energy surged around the King of Hell, and a terrifying power came out of his body. The terrifying pressure that surpassed the innate pressure made everyone outside the venue unable to breathe.
Stop.
"What a terrifying power."
"The power of the King of Hell is even better than before." Mofuluo and Sagas commented in amazement, and at the same time they were glad that they no longer had to face such an opponent alone.
Everyone outside the field felt this way, and the pressure faced by the Shepherd, who was facing the power of the King of Hell, could be imagined. Just when the ultimate move was about to be completed, the King of Hell had a thought in his mind, and his Yuan Gong was reduced by three points, weakening by 30%.
The fist blasted towards the sword energy sent by the Shepherd God.
The fist force collided with the sword energy, and the explosive power directly blasted a large crater on the ground beneath the two men. After the smoke and dust cleared, the Shepherd and the King of Hell faced each other in the air, and the battle stopped briefly.
The Shepherd God was also a little puzzled at this time. Judging from the momentum that King Yama had just exploded, his sword energy should not be able to stop King of Hell's ultimate move. However, the results were almost the same.
Outside the field, everyone in Lunjianhai breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Mu Shen was fine. Just now, they all thought that Mu Shen was going to lose.
"It seems that there is great hope for the shepherd to drag down the king of hell with a hundred moves." Bu Yuanting said.
Cui Luohan and others also nodded.
And the King of Hell, who was on the battlefield, had a panoramic view of the expressions of everyone in Lunjianhai after the battle, and he sneered in his heart: You are happy too early, and you don’t know the outcome of this battle. I don’t care about it, so I just took advantage of this.
Bidou Zangzhuo reduces my sense of existence. As long as I perform normally, Zhengdao's attention will no longer be on me after the battle, so that he can gather the remaining strength unexpectedly.
Obviously, the King of Hell has his own plan. In addition, he only needs to remain undefeated in this battle. For King Xian and Chiming, he is confident that even if they cannot win, at least they will not lose.
The righteous way has its own plan, and the King of Hell naturally has his own plan. In his opinion, the result of this battle is not important, because no matter who wins, the losing side will not fulfill its promise. How to gain anything in this battle?
The best interests are the key.
This is also the reason why the King of Hell agreed to this play-like battle. He believed that after this battle, the fighting prowess of the Red King and the King of Xun would definitely become the focus of Zhengdao's attention.
When the battle on the King of Hell's side was raging, Guifang Chiming was already itching and unbearable. He said impatiently: "I'm giving you ten breaths. If the opponent doesn't show up, it will be regarded as the right way to give up the battle."
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
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After Guifang Chiming's words fell, as time passed quietly, some idle people outside the battlefield who were concerned about the future of the difficult situation began to become anxious.
"What the hell is Lun Jianhai doing? You haven't sent anyone to the scene yet, are you going to hand over the plight to the three kings?"
"Let me see, maybe there are already people in Jianhai who have secretly joined the two kings."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately became excited.
"What, how can such an argumentative Jianhai decide the future of Misery? What qualifications do they have to bet on the entire Misery?"
"Yeah yeah......"
Some people who didn't know the truth were led to the rhythm and echoed.
"We need Lunjianhai to give us an explanation."
"Give us an explanation..."
When the onlookers were noisy, Cui Luohan shouted: "That's enough. If it weren't for Jian Hai, do you think the current plight can be so peaceful under the flames of war between the three kings? It's not Jian Hai's turn.
It’s up to you to judge. As martial arts practitioners, you don’t think of countermeasures when you are in a difficult situation. Instead, you are here barking and screaming, and the green flowers are ashamed to be with you.”
Those who can come here to watch the fight are basically some martial arts people. Now that they are being insulted like this by a female prostitute, some people who are ashamed have lowered their heads, but some people are still talking nonsense.
"You are so righteous and awe-inspiring. Why don't you see your people fighting? I think it's just like what the Red King said. They are just timid."
"Yeah yeah......"
However, Cui Luohan's next move gave them a big earful of melon seeds. Cui Luohan no longer paid attention to those people's words and stepped into the battlefield of Guifang Chiming alone.
"Nine Needles in Jade Hands. Cui Luohan, please enlighten me!"
"Oh? Is there no one in the sea of swords? I actually asked a woman to join the fight." Guifang Chiming sneered, but the fire in his eyes had already been drawn out by the fighting sounds from the King of Hell. However, he didn't know that he was
There was a gaze behind him staring at him.
Guifang Chiming, you'd better not hurt her.
There were so many people present that Shen Yifei couldn't help but stop Cui Luohan. He just turned his attention to the battlefield and unconsciously grasped it with his right hand.
However, at this moment, a golden front fell from the sky.
[The river and the sky are the same color without any dust, and fish and dragons are lurking and leaping to see the body of the Tao; how can heaven and man have two meanings? Only humans can practice the Tao in vain.]
Accompanied by the sound of the poetry trumpet, the majestic figure descended, and Shen Yifei couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he caught up.
"Swordsman, please give me your name."
"The famous sword has no name. When I am tired of collecting the sky, I pay my respects."
Juan Shuotian stood up in front of Cui Luohan, raised his hand and summoned him, and the famous sword Jin Feng came into his hand handsomely.
"very good."
Onigata Chiming had the experience of fighting against Kushouten, and knowing that this man was not bad at strength, he was already filled with fighting spirit. When he saw Nie Zhan materialized, he immediately swung his sword around, and death fireworks surrounded the two of them.
"You retreat first, I will fight this battle."
Juanshoutian said hello, and ten suns appeared behind him.
Tiangshou Tian arrived in time, Cui Luohan nodded to him, and left the scene lightly with lotus feet. When she returned to the camp, she found that Yuan Wuxiang had also returned, and was telling her experience of going to Peace Platform.
"Juan Shoutian and I went to Jingping Terrace but did not see Cang. I heard from the spiritual healer that Cang had been out for business a few days ago and had not returned, so I stayed at Jingping Terrace with Juan Shoutian and waited. Unfortunately, we waited until the date of the battle.
The time is up and I haven’t waited for Cang to return." Yuan Wuxiang sighed.
After understanding what happened, Cui Luohan comforted: "It doesn't matter, as long as Juanshou Tian and Mu Shen can win one and draw one, even if the battle with King Xian directly admits defeat, the final result will be a draw."
Yuan Wuxiang nodded, "Then let me take over the battle with King Xian."
Cui Luohan wanted to say that she could do it, but Yuan Wuxiang continued: "I will try my best to survive a hundred rounds."
Seeing this, Cui Luohan didn't insist. King Xian and the others were already familiar with each other, and the results would be similar for everyone. They couldn't win, but nothing would happen.
At this moment, what is King Xian doing? Cast the screen to the last battlefield, and see King Xian standing alone in the field, with his left hand crossed over his chest and his right hand on his forehead, his eyes slightly closed, as if waiting for someone to challenge him, as if waiting for someone to challenge him.
It didn't bring any bad influence to him.
"King Xian's demeanor is much better than that of Oni Fang Chiming." Yuan Wuxiang said as he walked towards the battlefield.
"Neither arrogant nor impetuous, and the bearing of a king." Bu Yuanting echoed.
"Really?" Cui Luohan had doubts.
Just when Yuan Wuxiang was about to step into the battlefield, the breeze blew and butterflies danced all over the sky.
[Drunken in the mountains and forests, I am leisurely in the white clouds, laughing at the world of mortals, always loving, hating, greedy, angry and foolish. If you ask about the freedom of the world, in the valley of the wind, guests come from the mountains.]
The elegance poetry trumpet sounded, and I saw a person strolling down from the sky with a beautiful figure in white, shaking a folding fan in his hand, very elegant.
"How about leaving this battle to me?"
After Shang Qingyi entered the room, he looked at Yuan Wuxiang with a smile.
Yuan Wuxiang didn't fight with him, he just nodded to him and left the field.
"Be careful." Qi Liao said concernedly and then drifted to the sidelines.
After watching Qiliao Yuan leave the battlefield, Shang Qingyi turned around and looked at King Xian with a focused gaze.
"Visitor from Fenggu. Shang Qingyi, Dailu Jianhai came to ask for advice."
However, King Xian still stood there motionless and did not respond.
"The visitor from the Wind Valley fights instead, and may be able to defeat King Xi." Outside the battlefield, Bu Yuanting said with a smile, seeming to have unusual confidence in the visitor from the Wind Valley.
The others didn't know what Shang Qingyi could do. They were all curious. Leng Biefu asked for everyone, "Since the chairman said so, then there must be something extraordinary about this visitor from the Wind Valley?"
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Bu Yuanting laughed, "The visitor from Fenggu is a swordsman with a name on the Hall of Fame. Needless to say, he can do so with his five sword skills: to be self-respecting, to be famous, to win, to be fond of killing, and to be conceited.
Characteristics, I can’t say if I can win, but I can still be somewhat sure of defeating the King of Xian after a hundred moves.”
On the battlefield, Shang Qingyi shouted again when he saw that King Xian was not talking to him.
"Visitors from Fenggu. Shang Qingyi asked King Xian for advice on the sword sea."
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There was no sound in the field, King Xian still stood there motionless like a concave figure, and the scene suddenly seemed a bit awkward.
Shang Qingyi was embarrassed, and the divine right of kings outside the court was even more embarrassing.
Helpless, the divine right of kings had no choice but to shout in a low voice: "King Xian, King Xian..."
"Huh? Well, is the fight over? Who won and who lost?"
When someone called him, King Xian opened his eyes and looked around blankly. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his right hand without leaving any trace.