Chapter 520

The whole audience was in an uproar. He thought that fan Xi was the second master of the three holy places. He was defeated by an unknown Lu Ming. He couldn't believe that Lu Ming was sacred. He had never heard of it before. His magic weapon was powerful. The monks in Penglai and Kunlun holy places turned pale. Even Meng Jiu didn't have a relaxed mind.

Shennong holy land doesn't play according to the routine, so Meng Jiu has no bottom in his heart. He and fan Xi have been fighting each other more than once. He knows fan Xi's routine well, and knows how fan Xi's means are. He is better than fan Xi, but he has to do more than a hundred moves to win or lose. How many moves did this man fight with fan Xi, that is, more than a dozen moves? Lu Ming's strength can be seen, It makes him have to defend!

Recalling the moves just now, Meng Jiu constantly demonstrated in his mind, thinking about how to break his magic weapon. Monks all rely too much on magic weapon. If the magic weapon is limited, they will easily panic. The consequences are very passive and terrible.

After thinking about it for a long time, he came up with two plans. When the magic weapon was limited, he took out the rest of the magic weapon and continued to fight with him. Only in this way could he defeat. There was a second plan, which was to use melee to find opportunities to stick it on the other side. He had always insisted on refining his body. Although it was not a great success now, he was quite solid, and could only block jiedan's later ordinary attack.

"If you have the ability to move instantaneously like an Sudong, do you still have to worry about it?"

Meng Jiu stood aside and sighed at Lu Ming's complacency. As soon as he had this idea, he didn't think much about it. No matter how severe it was, he would not hurt himself. He had so many means, and it was not so easy to hurt himself.

"How is it, master?"

An Sudong and a Niu anxiously stand on one side, nervously looking at jueyazi.

"The situation is not particularly good. The viscera are seriously injured. The meridians are broken. It seems that it is extremely difficult to recover!"

Jueyazu was a little heavy. He was tired in his eyes. Looking at his apprentice, he felt pity in his eyes.

When ah Niu heard jueyazi's words, he was furious. Fan Xi usually took care of him, but now he is lying on the ground with no consciousness. He is really scared, "third younger martial brother, I will kill him later and avenge our elder martial brother!"

"As long as I meet him, I will never let him live!"

The temperature around ansudong decreased, and his evil spirit overflowed, like the explosion point. The friars around him retreated far away.

"We must ensure our own safety. If we are sure, we will kill him!"

Jueyazi's clothes were calm, and his power showed up.

"This is the life Dan. I got it by chance. Please give it to my elder martial brother."

An Sudong took out a porcelain vase. After opening the vase, the strong fragrance of the pill came. The friars around were attracted by the fragrance of the pill and surrounded them. When they saw the colorful pill, they almost glared out.

"Are seven kinds of pills of seven colors seven kinds of pills?"

"Are you stupid? The third grade pills can only be made in jiedan period, the fourth grade pills can only be made in Yuanying period, and the seventh grade pills need some realm!"

"I don't know if there are seven kinds of pills, but they are definitely more than four kinds of pills. Now no one can refine them. None of the yuan infant monks in the three holy places is an alchemist of four kinds of pills. It can also be said that the alchemist will soon be lost!"

"This boy is really willing. This pill can save his life at the critical moment. He just gave it to his elder martial brother. It's so generous!"

"Don't you see the boy's face full of reluctance? I really admire fan Xi. Younger martial brother can treat him so well!"

Of course, an Sudong did. Compared with his merits and virtues, the pills of thousands of merits and virtues are just a drop in the bucket. But he still needs to install them. Otherwise, if so many friars stare at him, they will be in trouble if they become local wealth masters.

"There are a lot of good things in you. You shouldn't take them out like this with so many people!"

Ice blue saw the eyes of the monks. He turned around and gave them a hard look. These people were scared and shrunk their heads. They still know the name of ice blue. The old man wanted to kill them. Don't be too simple.

"I've got a good apprentice. With this elixir, even if your elder martial brother has only one breath left, he can be saved alive!"

Jue Yazi was very happy when he saw the elixir in an Sudong's hand. He hadn't seen it for a long time. Some old monsters hid it tightly. Let alone sell it. Even if they wanted to have a look, they would not. He didn't expect that an Sudong had this elixir.

An Su East smile, "can cure big elder martial brother to go."

"The third younger martial brother is really grand!"

A Niu held an Sudong and turned around several times.

The game is still going on. Before fan Xi wakes up, it will be announced.

"No.6 an Su Dong vs. No.1 Wang Zi Shan, please two monks come to the stage!"

After hearing this, an Sudong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he was against elder martial sister Wang. He thought that he would be a little lighter and don't hurt others. It's not good.

"Elder martial brother an, don't hurt my cousin."

Feng qian'er cried softly, and an Su Dong nodded. Even if he didn't say that, he would not hurt others with his heavy hand.

"An Sudong, if you dare to hurt younger martial sister Wang, I will not spare you!"

When an Su Dong passed Meng Jiu, he heard Meng Jiu's voice. It seems that his obsession with Wang Zishan can't be described in words.

"Elder martial sister Wang, you'd better give up and save me from hurting you. Elder martial brother Meng Jiu has just voiced to me, so that I can't hurt you."

An Sudong looked at Wang Zishan and said with a smile.

"Even if I lose, I'll try it myself. I haven't started fighting yet. It's not my style to admit defeat now. Let's fight again!"

Wang Zishan does not admit defeat, she is not easily admit defeat, the most important point, she is very interested in an Su Dong.

"In this case, I'm not polite. If I can't stop hurting you, you can't blame me!"

An Sudong looks at Wang Zishan seriously. Ordinary people have no eyes for fighting, not to mention monks. This magic weapon output has been out of their control. How can it be stopped.

"You must do your best. I just want to see your real strength and see what other skills you have besides running away!"

Wang Zishan is deliberately stimulating an Sudong, but looking at an Sudong's disapproval expression, Wang Zishan knows to belittle an Sudong's character.

The competition has already started, and the people below see that these two people are talking all the time, with a look of impatience.

"Master, what's the matter with me?"

Fan Xi slowly wakes up and sees himself lying on the ground. Jueyazi and binglan are surrounded by him. They don't know why.

After learning what happened from a Niu's mouth, he was very grateful. Looking at an Sudong on the stage, he felt so close for the first time.

"Then I'll do it!"

The waiting time was too long. An Sudong didn't hesitate any more. He directly chose to do something hard. He couldn't do it. In the end, he didn't do his best.

The three banished swords roared to kill Wang Zishan. The three swords crossed and made a deafening sound along the way.