This time, everyone thought that this promotion tournament was very ordinary, but the shocking combat power of the mid-level masters, who were rarely seen in the past hundred years, and the shocking combat power of being stabbed by a sword, attracted the attention of the outer sect of the Tianyan Sect.
The three masters of the outer gate, the first and second deputies, together with many deans and hall masters such as the Danding Academy, the Zongwu Yuan, the War Hall, the Torture Hall, and the Law Enforcement Hall, together with the heavyweight elders, came to inspect this peerless contest between the two prides.
Even the inner gate alarmed an elder surnamed Luo to accompany a mysterious person to come and observe.
Half an hour before the game, Gou Cheng stepped into the ring early, pulled over a waiting chair and sat down upright, smiling honestly at the audience.
This laugh suddenly frightened countless audiences in the audience and instinctively shrunk their necks.
The senior brother of the Miscellaneous Academy, a generation of Tianjiao Luohong, was beheaded in this laugh.
There are also three geniuses of the miscellaneous service house who fought bravely after coming to the stage, or raised their hands to surrender, or immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and it was in this laughter that their heads were cut off.
"This son is simple and honest, and he is highly cultivated, condescending but humble."
Elder Neimenluo couldn't help but praise Shangguan Yun, the master of the outer gate, "Gou Cheng is really a Dao saint talent who has come out of my Tianyan Sect once in five hundred years."
"It's just that the cultivation time is a little longer."
Shangguan Yun smiled lightly, "He has been in the Miscellaneous Courtyard for forty-three years before he is about to emerge, and his sharpness has passed early, and he is afraid that he will not have enough stamina, and it will be difficult to become atmospheric." ” "Wrong, the master of the Shangguan Sect is fallacious," Elder Luo said loudly, "Presumably the master of the Shangguan Sect is optimistic about Ye Feng, who has only been cultivating for more than a month, but I am not very optimistic about this kind of fast-growing wood.
Like the kind of willow and fir that can be grown in three or five years, the texture is too loose when used to make benches, and there are even some giant bamboos that can grow into buckets in a year.
Ye Feng's son is seriously aggressive, and the foundation scum must be rare, I dare to conclude that he can only rush to the triple peak at most, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be promoted to the nineteenth intermediate level. ” As soon as Elder Luo's words fell, Ye Feng came.
"Oh my God, at the age of fourteen and a half, the early stage of the quadruple is even more awesome than the Akamatsu Ancestor back then" Ye Feng traveled all the way, no longer hiding his cultivation, causing a series of exclamation points around him: Your sister, Lao Tzu has been cultivating for more than 150 years, and he is still spinning in the late stage of the second stage, and he has lived to a dog in vain for so many years.
"The faster you rush, the more scummy the foundation, and the narrower the back road" Elder Luo's face had just been beaten, but he didn't care, but said louder, "This son is incorrigibly scum."
Ye Feng's eyes glanced obliquely over there, remembering the image of Elder Luo, he couldn't help licking his lips, and secretly said in his heart: This dead old man deliberately poured sewage on Lao Tzu in public, he must be an opponent who deliberately came to find fault, and he had to find a way to kill him directly "Alas, it's a pity."
Dean Qin said with a gloomy face, "Fourteen and a half-year-old intermediate alchemist, the true supreme alchemy genius in the cultivation world."
"It's a pity," Elder Luo said with a disdainful expression, "Alchemy also has to be cultivated to be able to keep up, his foundation is so scummy that he cries ghosts and gods, and he is only an intermediate alchemist at most in this life, is my Tianyan Sect very lacking?"
"Elder Luo, don't be prejudiced when looking at people."
The master of Shangguan Sect said slightly angrily, "I feel the breath of this son, at least none of the surrounding people and myself, none of them are as pure as him, if such a foundation is considered scum, then do we have to find a trouser belt to hang ourselves simply, so as to save ourselves from embarrassment."
"Hmph, no matter how talented you are, what can you do," Elder Luo said angrily, "It's not that a genius who is about to be hacked to death by a knife is a genius, and a genius who is dead is not even a dog so proud and complacent, he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and he is stupid."
When the originally angry bigwigs of the outer sect heard this, they were all dumbfounded, the rules of the Tianyan Sect have not changed for millions of years, and no one has the ability to change this fact, everyone can only hope that Gou Cheng can understand the general situation and understand the righteousness, and wait for Ye Feng to be let go.
But all the bigwigs in the outer gate are all human spirits, and they have already vaguely guessed that this Gou Cheng is not the head of Qi or the chess pieces laid by Elder Luo, and the thing Gou Cheng cares about most now is probably not the champion of the promotion match, but whether he can complete the task assigned by his master: kill Ye Feng.
"A pseudo-genius who relied on his own alchemy to pour water on his own, if he dies, he will die, what a pity."
Beside Elder Luo, a young man with extraordinary heroism but a hawkish nose and a gloomy temperament, his mouth was neither salty nor indifferent.
When the big guys heard this, after thinking about it for a while, they suddenly felt that their mood was no longer so heavy and depressed.
All of you here, none of you have relied on your own cultivation to come up by practicing it yourself, you are all taking pills for many years, and they are all eclectic, whatever quality of pills you have, you will take whatever quality of pills.
This is the current situation of the Nine-Stream Sect, and it is also the sorrow of the Nine-Stream Sect, there is a serious lack of good resources.
But like Ye Feng, who is irrigated with water and uses pills in one breath in more than a month, from the early stage of the first layer to the early stage of the fourth layer, don't say that he doesn't dare, he doesn't even dare to think about it.
Of course, even if you think about it, let alone more than a month, even if it is more than a year, no one can do it at all, which makes everyone instinctively dare not think about Ye Feng's true foundation, because everyone doesn't want to be ashamed to take a piece of tofu and kill himself.
The following are the best pills, all of which have erysipelas, and the best ones are negligible because of their toxicity.
Therefore, every time you take an elixir, you have to spend a lot of time refining the mana in the elixir, but you also have to spend a lot of time washing and refining the erysipelas in the elixir, otherwise once the erysipelas precipitates in the meridians, it will form an elixir that hinders cultivation.
The worse the quality of the pills, the more erysipelas, the longer the refining time, in their imagination, like Ye Feng poured so many inferior pills in one go, the meridians may have been accumulated into a dammed lake, even if the foundation of the Great Dao is good, I am afraid that it is really weak, and it is difficult to make an inch.
In this way, this Ye Feng died when he died, and there was really no pity.
"This is" The Shangguan Sect Master glanced at the Yin Owl young man who had made the final decision just now, and turned to Elder Luo and asked.
"This is my nephew, the third prince of the Luoyu Dynasty, Luo Yufei."
Elder Luo said with a kind face.
Luo Yu Dynasty is only a third-rate dynasty in the world, and the big guys suddenly have no interest in this person, even if it is a first-class dynasty in the world, it is just a minister under the knees of my Tianyan Sect, and it is nothing more noble than his own minions
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