Wu Shidao sat in the dark hall, stared at the boy in purple, and said with a smile: "Dragon Hui Messenger, I am the master of the Emperor Demon Palace. You invite me to participate in the Longhui Island World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association? Isn't that inappropriate?
Do you think I will go?"
There were more than a dozen powerful Saint Lord masters standing in the Emperor Demon Palace, but the purple-clothed boy smiled without changing his expression: "Master knows what the palace master is worried about. Before coming to the Emperor Demon Palace, the master has already ordered that the palace master does not need to
We are worried that the righteous sect will set up an ambush in Longhui Island. The battle for the best in the world on Longhui Island does not ask about good or evil, only about cultivation, only about strength! Anyone who comes to Longhui Island, we can guarantee that it will be unavoidable except in the battle.
There will definitely be no casualties or other accidents. If the Righteous Sect dares to set up an ambush, the master will not sit idly by and watch."
Wu Shidao lowered his head and pondered, undecided for a long time.
The purple-clothed boy smiled and said: "Of course, if the palace master does not want to participate, we will also take back this quota and give it to other masters in the Mowu Sect."
Wu Shidao pondered for a while, then raised his eyelids, "Okay! I'm going to see what kind of evil characters appear in this so-called No. 1 Martial Arts Association in the world!"
"Palace Master, farewell!" The boy in purple smiled slightly and headed to the next stop.
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Bai Teng Empire, a splendid palace bathed in starlight.
A man whose face could not be described as handsome, but who made people feel particularly approachable and approachable, stood under a towering tree and gazed at the stars. Behind him stood a beautiful girl with a stern face and watery eyes.
Young Master Zhaixing looked back at the girl who was as motionless as a puppet, and said with a smile: "Zhou Yuchen, it has been five years, but I never thought that your resentment towards me is still so deep. In these five years, I have given you countless gifts.
I gave you the opportunity to escape, but unexpectedly you had no intention of escaping. Do you really want to kill me so much?"
Zhou Yuchen said coldly: "I want to kill, I think about it all the time."
"But you can't kill me after all." Young Master Zhaixing said with a smile.
"Just because you can't kill him now, doesn't mean you can't kill him in the future." Zhou Yuchen said, "If you are afraid, kill me as soon as possible. Otherwise, one day, you will die at my hands."
Young Master Zhaixing laughed and said, "What a joke. Everything about you is under my control. I'm still afraid that you can turn the world upside down?"
Zhou Yuchen said: "Your arrogance will one day cost you your life."
Mr. Star Reaching smiled and said: "If I didn't have this self-confidence, I wouldn't be the Mr. Star Reaching I am today."
"It's better to be famous than to meet him. Young Master Zhaixing is indeed extraordinary!" A voice of laughter came, and the boy in purple hurriedly arrived at Zhaixing Palace.
Young Master Zhaixing's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled slightly and said, "Why do you want to come to my Star-Zhaing Palace?"
The purple-clothed boy smiled and said: "My Lord Longhui Island sincerely invites Young Master Zhaixing to participate in the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament on July 7th next year!"
"The best martial arts club in the world?" Young Master Zhaixing said with a smile, "I'm not interested in any martial arts club."
The boy in purple said: "With this title of number one, Young Master Zhaixing may be able to disrupt the world and make the entire nebula fall into violent turmoil. This should be what Young Master wants, right?"
Young Master Zhaixing was shocked and said with a smile: "It seems that your master really understands me. However, I still won't go to the No. 1 Martial Arts Association in the World. I don't like people who know me well."
The boy in purple smiled and said, "That's such a pity."
As soon as he finished speaking, the purple-clothed boy left the Star Picking Palace directly.
Zhou Yuchen smiled and said: "You are afraid."
Young Master Zhaixing sneered: "Am I afraid? What am I afraid of?"
"You have made countless enemies in Nebula Continent, so you don't dare to join the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association. You are afraid of meeting strong enemies there and being killed there." Zhou Yuchen said with a smile, "On the surface, you are extremely confident. In fact, you are extremely confident.
You are nothing but a coward."
Young Master Zhaixing's expression changed, and he stepped in front of Zhou Yuchen in three steps. His five fingers dug directly into Zhou Yuchen's neck, and bright red blood immediately flowed down between his fingers.
"Say one more thing!"
Zhou Yuchen's expression was filled with contempt, "You are nothing but a coward!"
"Bitch!" Young Master Zhaixing slapped Zhou Yuchen on the head, but he didn't use any force.
He paused with his right hand and laughed loudly, "Zhou Yuchen, I will not let you die so quickly. You killed Li Hanxue's family. If this sin cannot be washed away, how can you die so easily?
But it is a pity that you will never be able to wash away this sin with my blood. I will let you live forever and let you live in guilt and hatred."
Zhou Yuchen's complexion suddenly turned as white as paper.
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The boy in purple breathed a long sigh of relief after leaving the Star Picking Palace.
There was only one invitation left in his hand.
The purple-clothed boy was relieved, with a look of satisfaction on his face. Although he was a master of the Holy King, he was very tired from traveling all over the Nebula Continent non-stop these days.
If the master of Longhui Island hadn't given him a large number of secret treasures that could travel through space, he might not have been able to deliver all the invitations even if he spent ten years with his cultivation.
"Finally, we have reached the last person. After sending this invitation, we can return to the dragon island. I don't know who the last person is."
The boy in purple opened the front of the invitation and looked at it. His hands trembled inexplicably as if they were electrocuted. The relaxation and comfort on his face was immediately replaced by a panic.
"Ghost... Oniwu Shengjun! Why is it him?" The purple-clothed boy was filled with fear.
Lord Oniwu is famous for two things. One is his martial arts cultivation. This person has reached the pinnacle of the realm of Saint Lord. Looking at the entire Nebula Continent, almost all Saint Lords agree that he is the number one person in the Saint realm. Other giants, monsters and geniuses, no matter how strong they are.
No matter how famous you are, no matter how impressive your achievements are, you will always have to step aside.
The second thing is his temper. This person is moody, unscrupulous, and has devil-like persistence and execution. No one can stop him from doing what he wants to do.
If Lord Oniwu wants to kill someone, even if there is a god standing behind the person, Lord Oniwu will not hesitate to draw his sword!
The purple-clothed boy was well aware of the strangeness of Oniwu Shengjun, so he was even more afraid. He knew that he must not offend Oniwu Shengjun, otherwise even with the reputation of Ryuhui Island Master, he would not be able to save his life.
As soon as Lord Oniwu has thoughts of killing, the boy in purple will be a corpse.
"Master, you are trying to push me into the pit of fire." The boy in purple walked tremblingly into a dark cave where he could not see his fingers.
Lord Oniwu practiced in this cave.
The boy in purple held his breath and walked into the cave cautiously, not daring to use his magical power to light up the surrounding field of vision.
"It is said that Lord Oniwu doesn't like servile and fawning people. You should talk to him in a tone of equal to him so that he won't be displeased."
The purple-clothed boy lowered his voice and asked, "Is Lord Oniwu here?"
The sound echoed endlessly in the dark cave, empty and unanswered. The heart of the boy in purple was also empty, like a frightened bird with no support.
"Is Lord Oniwu here?" the boy in purple asked cautiously.