This sword was so sharp, so sharp, and so crisp. Everyone who saw this sword mark felt a numbness in their scalp and a cold feeling in their necks, as if the sword had cut into them.
on the neck.
boom!
After a brief silence, the entire martial arts hall was in an uproar.
"How is it possible! How on earth did he do it!"
"Zhu Yong is obviously so much stronger than him, how could he lose to him in one move!"
"We lost, we lost! Zhu Yong couldn't beat a Fu Lu period disciple of Shenxiao Sect!"
"Zhu Yong, you bastard, you are a disgrace to us!"
After a short period of uniting to "share the same hatred and hatred", the ten overseas sects instantly split from "one faction" into "ten major sects". Many masters of overseas sects were so angry that they wanted to teach Zhu Yong a lesson.
"Damn it!"
On the side, people from the Tushita and Tai'a factions were also furious with their faces.
People from both groups originally hoped that this disciple of the Voodoo Sect could defeat Lin Xi. Unexpectedly, they were overjoyed.
In the center of the martial arts arena, Zhu Yong turned his ears to nothing and heard "what happened outside the window." His eyes were bloodshot, and only Lin Xi could be seen in his eyes. He didn't even care about the wound on his neck.
"It's impossible, I can't lose to you!"
Zhu Yong's voice was hoarse and his whole body was trembling. He clenched his fists hard and couldn't control himself: "Come again, let's come again. Let's fight again!"
Zhu Yong's crazy roar startled everyone.
"This guy is having trouble again!"
People from the ten overseas sects were familiar with Zhu Yong. One look at Zhu Yong's appearance and they knew that his problem of thinking with only his fists had recurred.
"useless."
Lin Xi shook his head: "Your attacks are of no use to me. I know your flaws. If we fight again, the result will be the same. And, our battle is over."
When Lin Xi said this, he looked at a disciple of the Xianluo Sect on the sidelines.
This Daoguo strongman from the Xianluo Sect understood, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice: "Zhu Yong, don't be ridiculous. Your duel will be won or lost in one round. You have lost now. If it hadn't been for Senior Brother Lin to stay,
Hand, you have lost your head and body. If you lose the bet, you should hand over the lottery as agreed. Your Voodoo sect is a major overseas sect. In front of so many comrades, your overseas sect will not have this little credit, right?"
The battle has ended. As the host and notary, the Xianluo faction must maintain the fairness of the fight.
Zhu Yong took a deep breath and wanted to say something else. The disciples from the other ten overseas sects on the edge had already gathered around him. The disciples from the Xianluo sect were serious and surrounded them from other sects.
Thirty pure Yang elixirs are indeed precious, but if for the sake of thirty pure Yang elixirs, the reputation of the ten overseas sects is ruined on land and people look down upon them, then they will probably all be killed by their respective ancestors after they return.
"Zhu Yong, you are crazy. If you lose, you should accept the punishment. Give him 30 pure Yang elixirs!"
"The Voodoo Sect mainly knows that what you say here does not count. If you ruin the reputation of the Voodoo Sect, they will probably kill you!"
"Yes, yes. Give the things to him. Otherwise, even we will be in trouble."
A disciple from one of the ten overseas sects said one after another. What is "loyalty"? He lost it long ago!
"Don't misunderstand Brother Zhu, he just wants to fight. He doesn't mean to break the promise."
"Three Immortals Island" Luo Jinghai suddenly spoke and walked out of the crowd: "Brother Zhu, hand over the three pure Yang elixirs to him."
This sentence made Zhu Yong almost burst into tears with gratitude. He just wanted to fight, and he didn't want to break the appointment.
"You bastards, where did I say I was going to break the appointment?"
Zhu Yong flicked his wrist, and thirty golden "Pure Yang Elixir" immediately flew out from the small dimensional fairy bag he carried with him, and flew towards the Xianluo Sect disciple with a swish.
"Yes, it's three pure Yang elixirs."
The Daoguo expert from the Xianluo sect who presided over the fight counted them and nodded.
Zhu Yong didn't say much and walked angrily. When he passed by a disciple of the ten overseas sects who had just made the most noise, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a jet-black "Voodoo Qi" without any warning.
.
"Wow!"
Unexpectedly, this elite disciple of the ten overseas sects let out a loud scream, and a black air filled his body. He couldn't breathe, and fell on his back.
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
Several disciples from the ten overseas sects were shocked.
Zhu Yong, however, snorted and walked over without paying any attention.
Zhu Yong was relieved when he saw a breath of zhenqi knocking down an elite disciple of the ten overseas sects. But he still didn't understand that his poisonous zhenqi was effective, so why was it useless to Lin Xi?
In the center of the martial arts performance hall, the people of the Xianluo sect were flawless to pay attention to the farce of the ten overseas sects, and handed over the elixir in their hands: "Brother Lin, here it is."
"Senior brother, thank you very much.
Lin Xi nodded and unceremoniously put three round, shining pure Yang elixirs into the "Dimensional Fairy Bag".
Working as a companion for others? Fighting on a voluntary basis? Sorry, he doesn't have this habit.
In one fight, he could easily collect 30 "Pure Yang Elixir", so why not? He was lacking immortal energy now, and these 30 Pure Yang Elixir came at the right time.
Lin Xi packed up three pure Yang elixirs, turned around, and was about to leave the martial arts hall.
"Wait a minute!"
A loud shout came, and in the direction of the ten overseas disciples, the crowd parted, and a young man wearing a navy blue robe with several ancient and mysterious giant ocean turtles tattooed on it came out.
"oh?"
Lin Xi narrowed her eyes and stopped: "What's the matter?"
"We have ten overseas sects, and Voodoo is just one of them. If he loses, it doesn't mean we lose. In the next game, I will fight you!"
The young man in navy blue robe said.
"Voodoo does not represent the ten overseas sects, but why should I agree to it?"
Lin Xi sneered.
"Hmph! Isn't it just a lucky draw? I have thirty Pure Yang elixirs here!"
The young man said proudly, and with a flick of his palm, he threw a bag made of plain cloth and 30 "Pure Yang Elixir" to the disciples of the Xianluo Sect on the side, who were obviously well prepared!
"Hmph! I hate people like you the most. You just relied on trickery to defeat Zhu Yong. I'm going to beat you back to your original shape now!"
The words of the young man in the navy robe actually represent the thoughts of many people from the ten overseas sects.
There is "no doubt" that Zhu Yong's strength should be greater than that of Lin Xi, a disciple of the Talisman Stage. Lin Xi's ability to defeat Zhu Yong was not due to how powerful or powerful his Qi was, but because he relied on certain skills to bypass Zhu Yong.
Zhu Yong's attack wiped a sword on his neck.
"Zhu Yong" is extremely famous among the ten sects overseas, but most of this reputation is due to his feared "Voodoo Qi", which is like a poisonous scorpion and cannot be matched at all.
He fights.
Luo Jinghai initially encouraged Zhu Yong, mostly because of his poisonous skills.
However, regardless of this point, Zhu Yong himself is not very powerful. His fists are straight and there is no skill at all. Among the ten overseas sects, there are many people who surpass him in terms of the power of Qi.
This is also the reason why everyone was ready to take action as soon as Zhu Yong was defeated. Instead of being discouraged, they were eager to try, trying to suppress and defeat Lin Xi.
"Ah!"
Lin Xi sneered and looked at the talented disciple of the ten overseas sects in front of him: "It's not impossible for you to challenge me. However, when did I say that if you want to challenge me, 30 Pure Yang Immortal Pills are enough.
Already?"
"What do you mean? Isn't it 30 pure Yang elixirs?"
The young man in navy robe shrank his pupils and said.
"Huh, that was before. Zhu Yong is Zhu Yong and you are you. I set the rules. You want to challenge me? Yes! However, the price this time is 60 Pure Yang Elixir. And every time you challenge, you will
double!"
Lin Xi said coldly.
Wow!
The crowd was in an uproar.
"You grab it!"
"60 pure Yang elixirs, are you kidding me?"
"That's outrageous! Who do you think you are, challenging me once and asking for so much money?"
Everyone yelled angrily.
When Zhu Yong challenged, there were still 30 pure Yang elixirs. This was already a bit unbearable for everyone. But now it has doubled. Lin Xi's words immediately aroused "the anger of heaven and the resentment of people".
"Ha ha……"
Ouyang Nahai laughed loudly at the edge of the other side of the martial arts hall: "I knew it was impossible for the junior brother to just grab 30 pure Yang elixirs and leave. That is not in line with his temperament at all."
"I'm afraid these people from the ten overseas sects are going to shed some blood."
Bai Yuan said calmly.
"Yes. If these people had changed their minds before Zhu Yong challenged him, that would have been fine. But now, that Zhu Yong has lost. It is impossible for the ten overseas factions to retreat."
Ouyang Ganghai said with a smile.
Just like the challenge from the ten overseas sects, Lin Xi couldn't refuse.
Now it is impossible for the ten overseas sects to let Lin Xi just win and leave. They initiated the challenge, and now it involves the face of the ten overseas sects!
If word spreads, the most elite genius disciples of the ten overseas Qi refining realms take the initiative to challenge the Shenxiao Sect. As a result, the Shenxiao Sect randomly comes out and kills the elite disciples they are proud of.
Already.
——When such news spreads, the reputation of the ten major overseas sects will be ruined, and the leaders of each sect will go crazy!
"Junior brother, you should be feeling very happy now."
Ouyang Nahai smiled secretly in his heart.
All in all, this is all because Lin Xi's cultivation level is too deceptive. A talisman-level cultivation level is considered good in other places. But in a place like this, no one will take him seriously.
"Persimmons only pick out the soft ones" The ten overseas sects chose Lin Xi because of his low cultivation level. But who knew that Lin Xi's "talisman stage" was not an ordinary talisman level at all.
The disciples of the ten overseas sects were sent to Lin Xi's knife without even knowing it!
Over there, Lin Xi really spoke.
"The challenge was initiated by you. It's up to you whether you agree or not. Also, don't feel unconvinced. If I lose, I will still give up my position in Qianyan Hall, and I will give you the same 60 Pure Yang Immortal Pills!"
Lin Xi's expression was very calm, but her words were very domineering.