Chapter two hundred and sixty-two: Four streams VS Wushenzong
"Hahaha;;" In response to Zhan Wushuang's accusation, Mu Sangtu responded with a burst of laughter. This laughter moved the disciples of Wushen Sect, and the laughter of more than a hundred people suddenly covered the entire square, "
Mu Sangtu! I want to fight you to the death!" Zhan Wushuang, whose face was red and purple, couldn't bear the insult and jumped out. He stretched out his hand to pull behind his back, and crossed two crescent-shaped black scimitars.
Together, looking at the formation, we are already ready to take action.
Mu Sangtu was still smiling unscrupulously. Seeing Zhan Wushuang rushing over, a black light suddenly fell in the air. The light seemed to be lightning. With a "pop" sound, the light thunderbolt Kara extended and formed instantly.
An electric wall was formed that was two meters high and four meters wide. The black power grids were intertwined together. The dazzling light and the tooth-piercing sound of electricity immediately blocked Zhan Wushuang's path.
"Extraordinary thunder!" Ling Feng's eyes changed. In just one day, he had seen the alien fire, the alien wind, and now even the alien thunder had appeared. It seemed that the real world of fighters was far more powerful than what he had experienced.
It's so complicated, "Ghost Thunder Black Rakshasa, very good skills"
Light network." Zhan Wushuang said bitterly. Although he gritted his teeth, he still stopped knowingly. Black Rakshasa stood on the spot, holding a strange gesture with his finger, as if he was using his miraculous fighting skills.
Just bend your fingers.
"Zhan Wushuang, as the Nanmen Yuedao, don't you still understand the rules of the Dragon Gate Formation?" Black Rakshasa rubbed his fingers. If it weren't for the mask, he would have frowned. "Commander Zhan, there is no need to be impatient.
Today, I, Yin Yuanhui, have been entrusted to preside over the Dragon Gate Formation, so I will naturally give you a chance." A woman with a beautiful face stood up, and her voice was like the sound of nature, which caused a lot of exclamations in the stands.
First a slap, then a sweet date. Although there were only three people in the Yin Yuan Hui present, the scene was controlled very skillfully. The disciples of the Yue Dao Sect were excited, but when they saw their leader retreating, they had no choice but to restrain themselves.
Then he returned to the previous place. The stands were filled with the sound of whistles, and Ling Feng couldn't help but frown.
"Hall Master Xu, do you have anything to say?" Black Rakshasa looked at the Seven Temples. Xu Chang chuckled and waved his hand and said, "I was just asked by the city lord to pay homage to you. Just take a look at this Dragon Gate Formation."
Sha nodded and did not worry too much about whether Xuchang and more than 300 people were really watching the fun.
Of the various sects present, the only remaining ones, the Changsheng Sect and the Tao Shen Sect, which had the smallest number of people, did not express their opinions. According to common sense, the Black Rakshasa should ask them, but what surprised Ling Feng was that none of the three people from the Yinyuan Hui even looked at them.
The Changsheng Sect and the Tao Shen Sect, which had only about forty people in total, simply ignored them.
"Master, do you think that priest looks familiar?" Lingfeng was waiting to see how the Immortality Cult was doing. The little fox suddenly frowned and said. Lingfeng didn't pay much attention to the Immortality Cult because there were only ten of them present.
There came a priest wearing a black robe, and the black priest was just one level higher than the deacon in the Immortality Religion, and was not considered a big shot at all. The little fox suddenly reminded him, and Ling Feng looked over.
A dozen or so people from the Immortality Cult were standing alone on the west side of the square, covered by shadows and wearing black robes with hoods. There was nothing special about it, but when Ling Feng saw it, he was facing the priest standing at the front.
His eyes closed, "Su Xiaoqi;" Lingfeng frowned, and the little fox suddenly realized, "Let me tell you, if you are a man, why do you look so unique?"
"Master, will it be detrimental to you if she is here?" The little fox asked immediately. Ling Feng nodded, and then frowned. This woman now wants to eat herself alive in her dreams, and now she appears in disguise.
Here, if she doesn't cause trouble for herself, then she is not Su Xiaoqi.
"Everyone must be aware of the grievances between you, so I won't say any more nonsense. The Martial God Sect will set up the Dragon Gate Formation first, please!" Black Rakshasa stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation. Mu Sangtu smiled coldly, and then led the four
A disciple stood in front of the three people from the Yin Yuanhui.
Slightly arching their hands, the three Black Rakshasa people quickly stepped back and gave up the middle position. Mu Sangtu rubbed his fingers slightly, and a fiery red flame came out. He swept his hands lightly, and a big
The word "武" appeared in the air, and then the five people all made a gesture of invitation.
"Ahu, is this the Dragon Gate Formation?" Seeing Mu Sangtu and the others, five people came out, which looked a bit like a ring. Ling Feng couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Yes, the Dragon Gate Formation means that each side has five people, one round.
To determine the outcome, no matter what the grudges are, the winner can do whatever he wants with the loser, and once the Dragon Gate Formation is set up, no further investigation will be conducted on the matter afterwards." Hu Xiao nodded and explained, Ling Feng was stunned for a long time before accepting the Dragon Gate Formation.
fact.
"I originally thought that the battle between the sects would be a sea of blood and never-ending, but it could be resolved with such a simple method." Ling Feng was quite incredible, because almost all the cultivation sects he had experienced in his previous life were
They will fight to the death for the slightest grudge, and can even become mortal enemies for thousands of years, and the fighters in this world are really simple and bold.
Aside from being incredible, Ling Feng had to admire the wisdom hidden behind the Dragon Gate Formation. Fighters were already rare. If the various sects fought bloody battles all year round, I am afraid that all the fighters in the world would be dead, and this
The Dragon Gate Formation not only allows both parties involved in the dispute to vent their anger, but also allows the conflict to be resolved smoothly, and it can also minimize the damage to the Fighter World. It has to be said that the Fighter World here is better than the cultivation experience that Ling Feng experienced in his previous life.
There is more love in the world.
"Although I am not a fighter, I think that personal conflicts can be involved for several generations. How can such sect interests be resolved by just ten people fighting? It seems a bit absurd no matter how you look at it." Situ Qingyang took a sip.
Purse your lips and express your own opinions.
"Miss Situ, you are an ordinary person and cannot understand it, but this is the survival rule of the Fighter World. If you don't abide by the Dragon Gate Formation, the entire Fighter World will be your enemy. What's more, the Dragon Gate Formation has been around since there were Fighters.
It already exists." Hu Xiao's explanation was a bit unceremonious, and Situ Qingyang's face changed slightly, becoming a little unhappy.
Ling Feng glanced at her, and then shook his head at Hu Xiao. Hu Xiao suddenly realized that what he just said had unintentionally hit Situ Qingyang's heart. As an ordinary person, she extremely hoped to become a fighter, and
Both the men and women around him were fighters, so Situ Qingyang was naturally particularly sensitive to this. Although Ling Feng had never disliked her for this, once such things were said openly, it would be very hurtful.
Hu Xiao didn't mean it, and Situ Qingyang couldn't be said to be stingy. It can only be said that as an ordinary person, with so many powerful people around her, the invisible pressure was a bit too much.
Just when Ling Feng and the others had this accident, the Dragon Gate Formation below the square had already begun. Si Liuliu, who had a life debt with the Martial God Sect, naturally had to do his part to fight in this first Dragon Gate Formation. The leader of Si Liuliu was Qing Shui.
The current leader Mo Qianxu, Mo
Qianxu is probably in his early fifties. His hair is neatly combed. The high crown on his head makes him look like a fairy. As one of the leaders of Siliu Liuliu, Mo Qianxu became famous earlier.
, according to seniority, Mu Sangtu should be his disciple and grandson.
It's just that the world of fighters doesn't care about seniority, what matters is strength. Mo Qianxu looks like a master, but in fact he is just a sky fighter. He is better than Mu Sangtu only in rank, and Mu Sangtu is
What they control is the strange fire, so neither the three people from Yinyuanhui who are watching the match nor Ling Feng who is standing in the stands are optimistic about Mo Qianxu who is going to fight.
"Master, do you think he can win?" The little fox lay half on Ling Feng's body, twirling his fingers around Ling Feng's long hair, and asked with big eyes flickering, "If he can win, I will become his disciple."
." Ling Feng was very dissatisfied with Mo Qianxu, not because Mo Qianxu was too weak, but because Mu Sangtu was too strong. Even someone like Ye Wushang didn't dare to fight Mu Sangtu head-on, let alone Mo Qianxu.
Without any preamble, the enemy was extremely jealous when they met. Mo Qianxu swiped the fan in his hand, and more than ten water arrows were immediately shot at Mu Sangtu and others. As soon as the water arrows were shot out, the stands started to boil.
After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to see fighters competing. Such magical scenes appearing out of thin air are really a feast for the eyes of many women.
"It's such a waste of energy. What's the use of these water arrows?" Ling Feng couldn't help but said impatiently. Since it's the Dragon Gate Formation, you should be cautious when you come up. Shoot more than ten water arrows. What else can you do besides looking good? Maybe Mu Sang
Tu Neng was knocked out by this water arrow!
Sure enough, before more than ten water arrows reached Mu Sangtu, they were rolled into a ball of steam by a thin stream of fire. With a slight curl of the corner of his mouth, Mu Sangtu sneered and said: "Mo Qianxu
, you better be more serious, if you die in
You Four Waters of Waters will never show up again on this stage." A strong sense of ridicule came out of Mu Sangtu's mouth, and Mo Qianxu was immediately furious. Before the four Four Waters of Waters behind him could catch up, he was alone.
People had already rushed out.
"This man can't even save his life." Ling Feng concluded with an ugly face. He didn't mean to belittle Mo Qianxu, but it was because Mu Sangtu was also his biggest enemy. If he could be killed by others in the Longmen Formation,
This is what Ling Feng is most happy to see
However, Mo Qianxu was extremely incompetent. He was already very old and was laughed at by others, but he rushed over like a dumb boy of 18 or 19. In the arena of ten people, you rushed over to one person,
That's not what you're doing to seek death.
Not only was Ling Feng particularly disappointed, Zhan Wushuang also sighed and shook his head at the same time. The middle-aged man from Nanhuang Island also frowned and turned his head away, almost not wanting to watch it anymore. Just this opening scene
With his actions, almost everyone can determine Mo Qianxu's fate.