Chapter 289

"Brush..."

Thousands of old monsters moved together.

They, like wolves and tigers, rushed into the people near Dilong.

Before they react, they raise their fists impolitely.

"Bang..."

"Dong..."

"Boom..."

All around, there was the sound of this fist hitting the flesh.

It's really fist to flesh, foot to bone.

"Oh, don't hit the face!"

"Oh, I'm wrong. I'll go down by myself, OK!"

"Who killed thousands of knives kicked my root!"

Screams kept ringing.

Such a scene directly stunned everyone in situ. I couldn't believe it.

Didn't they kill each other?

Why did you do it all of a sudden?

They murmured that they had not returned to God for a long time.

On the stage.

The most miserable is Dilong.

He was surrounded by dozens of old monsters and punched and kicked.

In particular, Bai lixiu and Ning lanhui are so cruel that words can't describe them.

"Ouch, I admit defeat, elder, stop fighting, just fight again... Ouch... Ouch, I'm dying!"

"Don't hit your face, my stomach hurts! Be gentle!"

The Emperor Dragon sent out bursts of shrill screams.

Hearing people's ears, they were creepy and trembled all over.

For a long time, people stopped.

"Wow..."

Everyone, stand neatly on both sides.

I saw that the challenge arena was full of Dilong people.

Everyone lay on the ground and uttered a wail like nothing.

Their exposed skin was blue and purple, which was terrible.

Look at it, it all turned into eggplant.

Dilong, in particular, was black and blue and looked miserable. It's hard to describe.

"Go!"

Bailishu gave a loud drink and gently waved his right hand.

"Wow..."

Hundreds of people, like heavenly women scattered flowers, flew backwards and fell heavily in all directions.

"Hum!"

Ning lanhui was not idle and blew her breath gently.

"Howl..."

Like a strong wind, it rolled up the remaining hundreds of people.

"Bang..."

They fell heavily under the challenge arena.

After struggling for a few times, the Emperor Dragon fainted as soon as his head tilted.

Such a scene strongly stimulates everyone's nerves.

"Hiss..."

The onlookers, looking at these terrible and abnormal old monsters, couldn't help but draw cold breath and cool their backs.

"Lying trough, ghost sword sect and Han sword sect are going to unite?"

"You think too much. They first eliminate their dissidents, and then fight a decisive battle!"

"Look, they surrounded xingba. That boy, it's terrible!"

The crowd looked up and couldn't help shrinking their pupils.

In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Su Ziyang.

Bailishu and Ning lanhui looked at each other, puzzled.

At the same time, he showed a look of vigilance.

Looking at these people around, Su Ziyang's mouth was slightly raised and didn't take it to heart.

Think it's just a lot of people? Think too much.

The next second, Su Ziyang couldn't help looking sluggish and surprised.

I saw thousands of old monsters standing in front of him kneeling down at the same time.

"See you!"

The sound was neat and vibrated the whole space.

After that.

Quiet.

It's quiet.

Dead silence.

The onlookers looked at this scene, thinking stagnated and looked shocked.

That kind of stupidity and disbelief is beyond words.

A moment later, the voice of bombing continued to ring.

"God, he... He's an ancestor? Besides, it's still two ancestors, isn't it?"

"Dream, must be a dream, ouch, it hurts!"

"No wonder, two fingers break the law. It turns out that he is a super old monster. He founded ghost sword sect and Han sword sect!"

"Dilong wants to kill this old monster, isn't it?"

The crowd murmured to themselves and stared at the challenge arena without moving.

Su Ziyang stood in the center, also in a daze.

Found?

It can't be true?

I didn't use my own means of expression very much.

Alas, there is no way out.

That's just right. You can hide your true identity as long as Xiaodie doesn't find it.

On this thought, Su Ziyang carried his hands on his back and showed a look of an expert outside the world, "get up!"

"Thank you!"

Everyone stood in front of Su Ziyang respectfully.

That fiery look, there is a feeling of swallowing people.

"What are you waiting for? Do you want us to drive you down? The strong stay, the weak go away!"

A loud drink woke up thousands of old monsters.

Thousands of old monsters immediately moved.

Soon, there were only 11 people left on the stage, including Su Ziyang.

Han Jianzong and ghost Jianzong each account for five people.

Bai lixiu and Ning lanhui stared at each other and showed no weakness.

"Dong Dong..."

Just then, two violent shudders hit them on the head, making them dizzy.

"Here, you still form gangs. Is Lingjian sect a place for you to engage in small society?"

"Ah, don't run, stop!"

"Tell you to run, tell you to run!"

Su Ziyang knocked hard at the two old monsters.

The blow made several blisters bulge on their heads, and the onlookers were stunned.

"Lao Zu, I'm wrong. I don't dare anymore!"

"Grandpa, don't fight, there will be no next time!"

With their assurance, Su Ziyang stopped.

"Everyone is against the protoss, that is, a family. It is forbidden to engage in division and confrontation! If not, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Su Ziyang gave a cold hum, which made them tremble, nodded and promised.

Other old monsters nodded secretly when they heard this.

In the sky, a figure slowly emerged.

He was dressed in white and his white hair shone with each other. He looked shining.

Behind him was a long sword, which looked like a swordsman.

He is the founder of the spirit sword sect - the spirit sword venerable.

At this moment, he was staring at Su Ziyang, as if to see him through.

"Two ancestors joined our Lingjian sect at the same time? What are they doing?"

"I can't see that he is such an old monster!"

"Are you here to take my place? Turn the spirit sword sect into yours?"

"Hum, don't try to ruin my good deeds!"

The spirit sword master's face showed a trace of displeasure.

He was killed in a flash on his face.

Then his figure slowly disappeared without a trace.

Su Ziyang frowned slightly and seemed to feel something wrong.

Look up.

But I didn't see it.

"Hum..."

The sky trembled and a transparent ripple shook out.

A figure came out of the transparent ripples.

Her appearance made the whole world lose color.

Immortality, spotless, noble and holy breath, spread out.

When people look at it, a feeling of self shame flows all over their body.

Everyone, attracted by her figure, didn't return to God for a moment.

"How beautiful!"

These are two words that people mutter to themselves.

At this moment, even Su Ziyang stayed.

Temperament, Wan as an immortal, that face of disaster to the country and the people is more charming than before.

That kind of Fairy Spirit, people can't extricate themselves at the first sight.

She is Xiaodie.

But Xiao die came to Su Ziyang step by step.

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