Chapter 518

When jueyazu heard this, he patted the chair. One foot of the chair collapsed directly. This kind of Qimu stone is the hardest. Ordinary yuan infant friars can't break it at all. It seems that jueyazu is really on fire!

"Murong Feng, don't be so arrogant. Now Shennong has come to the opposite. Have you heard what the younger generation said? They all regard you Shennong as enemies. In my opinion, you are evil cultivation, and you will eventually be rejected by the world and become the existence of vampires and werewolves!"

Ren Haiqiu, as the leader of Penglai holy land, saw that the younger generation of jiedanqi had died in front of him, but he had nothing to do with it. This feeling was very sad. He had not communicated with the leader of Shennong holy land for a long time, and this time he tore his face.

"Ha ha, you are free, we Shennong leave you, perhaps the development of better, why every day with false goodwill, this world, only powerful is real!"

Murong Feng is not moved. Listening to Ren Haiqiu's words, he shows his contempt, which makes Ren Haiqiu and Zhang Daoxian extremely angry!

"Good! Good! Good! Then we'll wait and see where you Shennong holy land can go! "

Ren Haiqiu points at Murong Feng. Because of his rage, his breath bursts.

"Since that is the case, our Kunlun holy land will no longer be compared with your Shennong holy land from the next term, and we don't want to have any contact with you in the future. From then on, our two holy places will go their own way instead of crossing the river."

Zhang Daoxian was more direct and announced the separation of Kunlun holy land and Shennong holy land.

"Ha ha, I know you are afraid, but we Shennong holy land has come to the first place. We are no longer the worst sect before. Without you, we can show our greater ambition!"

Murongfeng's eyes are shining. Ren Haiqiu and Zhang Daoxian can see endless evil from these eyes. They know that the era of peace may be over!

"We're not afraid of you, but we don't want to play with a mad dog, that's all!"

Ren Haiqiu's words are hard to hear, but it's easy to say them. Zhang Daoxian nodded his head. He thought they were very reasonable.

Murong Feng said with a cold smile, "ha ha, I don't care what you say. One day, you will regret this decision. At that time, you will live in regret and can't extricate yourself!"

Ren Haiqiu and Zhang Daoxian don't know much about it, but they don't care. No matter what he says, what does it have to do with their two holy places? They decide not to contact Shennong Holy Land in the future.

The game is still going on, the mentality of the three leaders have changed, Penglai and Kunlun Holy Land feel indifferent.

"In the second competition, one-on-one competition, the opponents are all random. You may draw monks from the same holy land and start drawing lots from the West!"

There are still 1000 people left. These 1000 people are in line. They draw lots one by one. The numbers are all on them. An Sudong touches them casually. It seems that he will have to wait a long time for his turn to play.

The next competition is still very cruel. The players of Penglai and Kunlun holy land are killing everywhere. The monks of Shennong holy land are even more cruel. Before the yuan infant monks under the stage have time to respond, the monks on the stage have already died!

When the friars of Penglai and Kunlun met, the painting style changed, and the friars of the two sects gave in to each other. Some of them surrendered directly after they came to power, which surprised the friars of Shennong holy land.

"No. 338 ansu East vs. No. 339 Jiyao."

Finally, it was an Sudong's turn to compete. The first opponent he faced was the monk of Shennong holy land. When his enemy met him, he was very jealous. The man on the other side was not afraid of an Sudong, and his cold face showed a snake like smile.

"I hear you are very strong?"

Ji Yao stares at an Su Dong and says word by word.

"It's OK. I have so much blood and evil spirit that I should have killed a lot of people?"

They had a quiet conversation, and none of them lost control of their emotions.

"I've killed some people. How can a monk not kill people? Why should he be a monk if he doesn't kill people?"

Ji Yao's answer was crisp, without hesitation or repentance.

This scene made an Sudong unbearable, and his face immediately changed, "are you people in Shennong holy land? Why don't you take other people's lives seriously? Can killing people be the same as killing chickens?"

The monks watching below are also extremely angry.

"Elder martial brother an, kill him. Don't talk nonsense to this scum. It's no use saying more!"

"It's shameless to kill him!"

"He is a devil. What's the use of telling him benevolence, righteousness and morality?"

Listening to the roar of the friars under the stage, Ji Yao, who is opposite to an Su Dong, smiles triumphantly without any regret.

"Ha ha, sometimes in order to cultivate, we have to resort to all means. What is killing some people?"

Seeing Ji Yao's obstinacy, an Sudong doesn't say any more. The banished immortal sword lights up directly and is ready to kill him.

"You're a good sword. I don't know if you can resist the attack from me!"

Ji Yao has a fan-shaped magic weapon in his hand. This kind of magic weapon is relatively rare and has a unique effect. An Sudong has a stern face and attacks first.

"Hoo

When an Sudong's ten banishment swords are about to attack Ji Yao, Ji Yao has a precious fan, and the banishment swords fly back. An Sudong is shocked. He increases the output of spiritual power, and then the banishment swords stabilize and continue to attack.

Ji Yao uses his hand a little. The fan comes again. An Sudong's banishment sword flies back. Now an Sudong is a little strange. Why does it fly back when he increases his spiritual power.

After waiting for a moment, an Sudong knew that when the fan was fanning, the banishment sword lost control. This really made an Sudong strange. Ji Yao's magic weapon was really strange.

"The first master of Penglai holy land, in my opinion, is rubbish. Prepare to die!"

Seeing that an Sudong had nothing to do with himself, Ji Yao showed a mocking smile on his face. After that, Ji Yao took out a magic weapon, which turned out to be a rope. It seems that the rope is restricted.

An Sudong frowned. He thought that Ji Yao must be ready to bind himself with this rope magic weapon. Without any hesitation, he quickly came to Ji Yao's back. If he hit the road, he would lose a lot of money. It's better to start first.

Ji Yao obviously knew that an Sudong would move quickly. At the moment when an Sudong disappeared, he dodged from where he was. At the moment when an Sudong appeared, he gave a fan and an Sudong disappeared. For a moment, they played hide and seek.

"No more

An Sudong was a little depressed. He inspired all his blood and played melee directly. When Ji Yao fan again, he hit the magic weapon with one punch, and the fan became fragments directly.