Chapter 882

Under the Grandmaster, I am invincible!

Above the Grandmaster, I poison...

All the practitioners in the audience were shocked or shocked by these two sentences.

The first sentence was so exciting.

As a result, the second sentence...

Well, the disciple of the God Transformation Realm of Piaomiao Xianzong was poisoned.

No wonder he was about to exert his strength majestically, but suddenly stood there motionless, letting others slaughter him...

But.

How could a practitioner of this level of cultivation be easily poisoned?

What's more, he was protected by strong wind and protective light shield all over his body. What kind of poison could ignore the strong wind and protective light shield and get in?

Everyone was confused and guessed secretly.

Even the practitioners of the three major immortal sects and Dayan were guessing in their hearts.

After a while.

Suddenly someone exclaimed: "So that's it! I know! I know!"

Everyone's eyes immediately looked over.

Some people hurriedly asked for advice humbly.

"Have you all forgotten? That young man from Dayan, after the last competition, sprinkled a lot of powder on the stage. He said it was rouge powder..."

"Maybe it was poison powder!"

"When Xiao Yao from Piaomiao Xianzong went up, Senior Jia hadn't said to start yet, and the formation shield hadn't been covered yet, so he was completely unprepared. The strong wind and shield on his body hadn't come out yet, so he couldn't block the powder at all. He might have inhaled a few times! So he was poisoned silently..."

"This young man In the third round, he used corpse powder to kill the female disciple of Piaomiao Xianzong. In the fourth round, after killing the Taoist partner of the female disciple, he pretended to use corpse powder again, but was stopped by the people of Piaomiao Xianzong and Senior Jia. Then he took the opportunity to say that he would sprinkle some rouge powder. In this way, he began to poison in public, blatantly and logically, and no one suspected that it was poison powder..."

"One ring after another, so amazing!"

After hearing this explanation, everyone's expressions were wonderful.

The main thing was that the boy actually poisoned in front of so many people, and even sprinkled two bags in a row, but no one noticed it...

"No wonder the boy practiced the magic bull technique, this is really awesome!"

Some people couldn't help but exclaim.

Under the stage, Nangong Huoyue's mouth twitched slightly.

At this time, Jia Xun's indifferent voice sounded: "Fifth round, Da Yan wins!"

After saying that, he waved his hand to remove the light shield.

Everyone in Da Yan cheered loudly.

Zhuang Zhiyan rushed forward excitedly, hugged his own disciple, and said excitedly and proudly: "Win three games in a row! My Great Yan won three games in a row! Feiyang, you are the pride of our Lingxiao Sect! You are the hero of our Great Yan!"

Other practitioners also ran up to the battle stage and cheered excitedly around them.

The people of Piaomiao Xianzong had gloomy faces and looked particularly ferocious.

Only one person went up to the stage to collect the body and left with an ugly face.

"Rest for a quarter of an hour."

Jia Xun suddenly said, then turned and left.

Another elder of Penglai Xiandao, Ma Yan, immediately followed and whispered: "Brother, you just... You are not poisoned too?"

Jia Xun's eye muscles twitched, and he looked calm: "Do you think it's possible? I am immune to all poisons, how could I be poisoned by a mere master boy?"

After speaking, he left quickly and said: "I'm going to the bathroom."

The practitioners around were all talking.

No one expected that Da Yan could win three games against Piao Miao Xian Zong!

No one expected that all three games were won by a young man, and the process was particularly easy.

At this moment, the faces of the people in Piao Miao Xian Zong were as ugly as they could be.

Facing the gazes and whispers from all around, Gong Yangyan waved his sleeves and condensed a light shield, covering the people in Piao Miao Xian Zong inside, isolating the gazes and sounds from outside.

"How unreasonable! How unreasonable!"

"That little beast is so despicable and insidious, shameless!"

Zhou Yuanshan couldn't help but curse.

Others were silent.

Those young disciples seemed to have not recovered from the blow just now.

They, the dignified Piao Miao Xian Zong, actually lost three games in a row in front of the world's sects, and three consecutive disciples on the Piao Miao list were destroyed by the opponent.

It was like a nightmare!

Gong Yangyan's face was ashen, and he said nothing.

The faces of Yueyang Tower also turned pale and blue.

Wei Wuchang, whose direct disciple was killed, had a ferocious face and gritted his teeth and said, "I will cut that little beast into pieces, extract his soul and refine his spirit, so that I can relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Gongyang Yan was silent for a while, and finally said with a gloomy face, "We can't lose the next game."

At this time, Lan Ling suddenly bowed his hands and gritted his teeth and said, "Grand Elder, I am willing to go on stage to kill that little beast and avenge my junior sister Shangguan, junior brothers Huo and Xiao!"

At this time, Zhuo Yang, who ranked first on the Piaomiao list, also bowed his hands and said, "I am willing to go on stage to avenge my junior brothers and sisters!"

Then, the second, third, and fourth disciples on the Piaomiao list were all indignant and said, "I am willing to do it too!"

Only Zhu Yufeng, who ranked sixth, bowed his head and said nothing.

Gongyang Yan glanced at them, was silent for a moment, and said: "If his cultivation level is too high, he will just admit defeat and not even go to the fighting stage. Who can do anything to him? In that case, not only will you three junior brothers and sisters be in vain? After falling, the practitioners of other sects will laugh at us behind our backs. So... Zhuo Yang, Fang Renjie, and Zhang Wanyi, you three are not suitable, and I always feel that there are more powerful people behind them. "

Yueyang Tower also said in a deep voice: "What the Great Elder said was that we were too careless before and didn't take Great Yan seriously at all. Now it seems that the other party still has some strength and is full of tricks. That Yue Yao... I'm afraid it's not that simple. Zhuoyang, just concentrate on dealing with Yue Yao. Fang Renjie, Zhang Wanyi, you two should also wait in case there are other great master disciples on the other side."

The three of them said respectfully, "Yes."

Yueyang Tower looked at Lan Ling and the other two disciples, pondered for a moment, and said: "Lan Ling, you are at the middle stage of the Divine Transformation Realm. You should have no problem dealing with that kid. You just need to prevent him. The trick."

Then he looked at another young man: "Zhu Yufeng, you are at the early stage of the Divine Transformation Realm. If you beat that kid..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yufeng hurriedly lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Yue, that boy is despicable and sinister, and he can also use thunder and lightning. Junior Brother Xiao and his disciple have the same cultivation level, they are both at the early stage of the Divine Transformation Realm. The result is direct. He was beaten to the point of being beaten to pieces. Disciple... Disciple is only afraid of..."

"waste!"

At this time, Zhou Yuanshan on the side couldn't help but cursed angrily: "You are as timid as a mouse! Xiao Yao was poisoned by that little beast and fell into his trap! If you were more careful, wouldn't you be able to kill him? You are a disciple of my Piao Miao Immortal Sect, and you are also the sixth disciple on the Piao Miao Ranking, and to be frightened into such a coward by a mere Great Flame Grandmaster is simply embarrassing!"

Zhu Yufeng suddenly knelt on the ground with a pop, his face turned pale, and he said with a cry: "Master Zhou, that boy is really despicable and insidious, and it is difficult to guard against him. Junior Sister Shangguan, Junior Brother Huo and Senior Brother Xiao were all tricked to death by him. , even the soul has been destroyed, disciple...disciple is so scared..."

"Trash!"

Wei Wuchang also gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.

Yueyang Tower closed his eyes and said no more.

Gongyang Yan suddenly sighed and said, "Yu Feng, get up. Since you don't dare, just retreat. I won't force you."

Then he said warmly: "I don't blame you, you are still young, and you should be scared when you see three junior brothers and sisters with similar cultivation levels to you being tortured and killed on the spot. Their bodies and souls were destroyed."

"Thank you...Thank you, Uncle Gongyang..."

Zhu Yufeng kowtowed tremblingly and hurriedly retreated.

Although he knew that his future in the Misty Immortal Sect might be completely gone, but it was nothing compared to being tricked to death by the kid on the stage and having his body destroyed and his soul destroyed.

At worst, he would leave the sect and practice elsewhere.

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"Pooh!"

Zhou Yuanshan glanced at him with disdain, spat, and said, "Great Elder, let Fang Ming go. He majors in the physical body and is in the early stage of the Grand Master's cultivation. He is more suitable than Junior Nephew Lan Ling. After all, that is The boy's thunder and lightning is designed to defeat the soul, and it looks very powerful."

Yueyang Tower also nodded and said: "Fang Ming is indeed more suitable. We must win this battle, and we must kill that kid, otherwise, the face of our Misty Immortal Sect will be completely lost."

Gongyang Yan looked at the tall and thin young man next to him, pondered for a moment and said, "Fang Ming, are you confident?"

Fang Ming cupped his hands and lowered his head and said, "This disciple will definitely come back with that kid's head and bury the three junior brothers and sisters with him! To save the face of our Misty Immortal Sect!"

Gongyangyan nodded and said, "Okay!"

Then he narrowed his eyes, looked at the people in Dayan outside with a gloomy look, and said in a cold voice: "I don't believe it when a grand master is against a grand master. That kid can still win with tricks!"

at the same time.

Here in Dayan, Bai Yishan is also discussing with Zhuang Zhiyan and others about the next competition.

"Feiyang used poison in the last game and won by surprise. I'm afraid this one won't be easy, and the opponent will definitely be on guard."

"It's a pity that our Great Yan doesn't even have a disciple of the Grand Master. Alas... Let Feiyang compete in four consecutive matches, which is embarrassing for him..."

"Dean Bai, what kind of cultivation is Miss Yue Yao? It's enough for us to win two more games."

"I don't know either, she didn't say anything. The Piaomiao Immortal Sect has given her too many restrictions, and the other party will definitely send the most powerful disciples to compete with her, so I'm afraid it will be very difficult for her."

Several people were discussing in low voices outside the tent.

Luo Qingzhou was in the tent, holding his uncle's hand and telling her about the competition.

But even if he exaggerated as much as possible, the emotion on his uncle's face remained unchanged.

The snow-white gauze on his abdomen had been stained red with blood, which was shocking.

Her face was as pale as paper.

Luo Qingzhou did not speak again.

At this time, Jia Xun's voice suddenly came from outside: "Time is up."

Luo Qingzhou paused and stood up from her side.

At this time, she seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, her eyes trembled, and she held his hand tightly.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her eyes, his face was as gentle as water, and he said softly: "It's okay, I'll go kill another person and come back to accompany you, very soon."

After that, he bowed his head and kissed the back of her hand, turned around and walked out of the tent.

Fairy Zixia was standing at the door. Seeing him come out, she hurriedly said: "Feiyang, if the opponent's cultivation is too high, just admit defeat directly. There are also Miss Yueyao and Dean Bai."

Others also looked at him.

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, and walked directly to the battle stage.

When passing by Nangong Huoyue, the Queen of Great Yan suddenly grabbed his hand and whispered: "I'll wait for you to come back."

Luo Qingzhou paused, shook her soft jade hand, and said: "Yes."

After that, he walked onto the battle stage.

At this time, a thin and tall young man from Piaomiao Xianzong also walked onto the battle stage, bowed and said: "Fang Ming from Piaomiao Xianzong, majoring in physical body, early stage of Grandmaster cultivation, majoring in boxing!"

Luo Qingzhou stood opposite him and also said: "Chu Feiyang of Great Yan, majoring in physical body, late stage of Grandmaster cultivation, majoring in boxing."

The two looked at each other and stopped talking.

When Fang Ming came up from the stage, there was always a strong wind around him, and he didn't even breathe.

Jia Xun glanced at the two of them, waved his sleeves, and condensed a light shield.

Then he said calmly: "The sixth match begins."

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Ming almost didn't hesitate, and his fist, which had been full of energy, smashed directly at the opponent!

The fist light was dazzling, like the scorching sun!

Luo Qingzhou's fist also lit up with dazzling fist light, and he didn't avoid it and smashed it suddenly!

Grandmaster and great grandmaster, head-on collision!

Everyone in the audience held their breath and watched this wonderful scene motionlessly.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Two dazzling fist lights and two fists collided heavily.

The fist light burst, and the air wave rolled!

Fang Ming stopped in place, his robe fluttering, motionless.

Luo Qingzhou flew backwards directly, hit the light shield behind him heavily, and then slid down.

Fang Ming looked at him calmly and solemnly, and did not immediately pursue the victory.

He knew that this young man was cunning.

So, he decided to play it safe, step by step, punch by punch, to defeat all his strength and tricks!

Luo Qingzhou stood up from the ground, his blood churning, his arms numb, his throat sweet, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

This is the real gap between a master and a great master.

If it was soul cultivation, even if he was in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, he would not be so embarrassed by this punch.

But the other party was a great master of body cultivation!

The strength of the flesh and the power are incomparable to the master!

But he was not afraid.

In the Danhai, Yuanli continuously flowed into his arms, and then into his fists.

The golden fist light turned into a black fist light.

There seemed to be lightning flashing in his pupils.

He was not afraid, because in this battle, he was fighting for the country, for his uncle and his majesty, and for his family!

He could fight with his life!

But the other party was just fighting for face and to give an explanation to the sect.

The opponent would never dare to fight him to death!

Therefore, the longer he persisted, the more the opponent's will would be shaken, and the more desperate he showed, the more panicked the opponent would be!

Of course he could persist.

Because he not only had the strength of a grandmaster who could maintain the time of an incense stick, but also... the strength of a real grandmaster!

When he was practicing underground, he did not succeed in breaking through.

Just one step away.

It was not because he did not have enough energy in his body, nor because his body had not been tempered.

Rather, he still needed some powerful external stimulation and training.

Now, isn't it free?

However, he did not want to waste his breakthrough on a disciple who was only a grandmaster in the early stage of cultivation.

"Bang!"

He punched out, and the black fist light carried the shadow of the demon bull, and with a "moo", he rushed towards the young man opposite.

The demon bull roared!

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