Dark Beast Summoner

When the head and elders of Fan Haizong saw it, Wu Feiyu was really dead!

Wushuang's kick directly smashed his heart, his ribs were broken, and he was out of breath before landing!

"What a big dog's guts! What a big dog's guts!"

The head of the Brahma Sea Sect was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and could not find trouble with Wujizi, because the elder Changdong said that he was conceited in life and death, and it had nothing to do with the two sects, but did he mean it was irrelevant? Do you know how much effort it took for them to cultivate disciples like Wu Feiyu from the Brahma Sea Sect?

So he slapped Li Zhengde's face with a slap in the face, and scolded angrily: "You and Qingyun Jianzong gully, deliberately want to kill Feiyu, you go away now, our Brahma Sea Sect does not welcome you!"

After he finished speaking, he led a group of elders away, leaving behind Li Zhengde, who had a sullen face.

Everyone in the stands looked at Li Zhengde mockingly, and Wujizi was even more mocking: "Tsk tsk, a dog from the Fanhai Sect is homeless."

"Where is the dog, the grandfather?"

Xiao Xuanxi looked innocently around with round eyes.

"Xixi, it's not just dogs that are called dogs. There is a kind of person who lives like a dog, and we can call him a dog too."

Xiao Xuanxi's black eyes fell on Li Zhengde, turned around, and said in a crisp voice:

"Grandpa, the dog is very good. You can't insult the dog."

"Hahaha, that's right, we can't insult the dog!" Wujizi laughed until his eyes narrowed, and he turned forward and backward, laughing loudly.

Li Zhengde's face was gloomy with anger, and he flung his sleeves and left.

However, he did not leave, but found a new position and sat down to watch the game.

Wujizi glanced at him with disdain, no longer cared about it, turned his head and coaxed Xiaoxuanxi: "Xixi, you can remember, the person just now was not a good person, don't talk to him in the future."

Xiao Xuanxi nodded in understanding, but remembered that the person just now was a bad person.

Long Mo rubbed his son's head deeply. His own son was too unexpected for him. In just half a day, he had already discovered many unusual things about his son.

A child who is just over two years old has a strong logical ability, and like his mother, he has a faint black belly, and a word can make people vomit blood.

I was not afraid at all when I saw blood, but was very excited, like, born to fight.

He and Shuang'er's sons are indeed the most special.

However, a son is not as caring as a daughter. It would be great if Shuang'er gave him another daughter.

Long Mo thought deeply.

Even the daughter-in-law has not been chased, and he has already thought of having another one. Someone thinks too much.

In the ring, Wu Feiyu's death shocked countless people.

As soon as a disciple behind Wu Feiyu came up, he hurriedly shouted: "I...I admit defeat!"

"I also admit defeat!"

"I don't fight, I also admit defeat!"

With him setting the precedent, the hesitant disciples of various sects also conceded defeat, but after half a column of incense, eleven people conceded in a row.

In the end there were only ten people left.

It's not that they don't want to admit defeat, but the sect has rules. If they can't compete, they will simply admit defeat, which is too bad for the sect's face.

But everyone has fear in their hearts. When they fight, they lose their strength. They are quickly defeated by Wushuang, and they disarm and surrender.

"The first arena, the sixtieth round, Qingyun Jianzong Wushuang won! Congratulations to Wushuang, who defended the position of the champion."

As soon as the voice fell, all the disciples of Qingyun Jianzong in the stands jumped up and cheered loudly!

"Master! Master!"

"Master! Master!"

Elder Changdong waited for them to shout for a while before saying: "Be quiet. Qingyun Jianzong Wushuang, rest first. After the other competitions are completed, each competition will compare the top three."

There are a total of ten arenas and ten champions, but only the top three are eligible to advance, so even if they hold the arena, there is still a match.

There were too many people who conceded defeat on her side, so the game ended quickly, and there were dozens of people left in the other arenas.

Mu Wushuang nodded and jumped off the arena. Wherever she passed, everyone gave way for her to pass.

"Junior Sister Wushuang, what kind of pill is your pill? Can you sell me a few?"

At this time, a disciple said.

The disciples next to him quickly remembered this, and they all said:

"Junior Sister, Wushuang Junior Sister! Sell me one, just one!"

"Junior sister, we Zhu Youzong and your Qingyun Jianzong were neighbors hundreds of years ago. You see the neighbor's face, sell me a bottle!"

"Junior sister is really beautiful, you are so good-looking, have mercy on us who are ugly, and sell me an elixir!"

"Junior Sister Wushuang! Sell me a bottle! For the sake of how handsome I am!"

What about the face? What about the face? Have you run away from home with all your faces?

In order to buy medicine pills, it is enough.

Mu Wushuang walked all the way to the stand, followed by a long line of people.

She saw Long Moshen stand up and walk towards him with her son in her arms.

He is tall and straight, with the domineering aura of a superior, with a pair of deep black eyes that can't see the bottom, just walking in ordinary, but also gives people an indescribable sense of deterrence.

Many people stopped unconsciously and dared not follow.

Mu Wushuang felt her heartbeat speed up again, how could this godlike handsome man be so seductive?

"Mother!"

Xiao Xuanxi rushed over at once, and Mu Wushuang quickly caught the bastard son, saving him from the danger of falling to the ground.

She pinched her son's pink face, and saw Wujizi approaching, just in time, she took out a few bottles of medicinal pills and handed them to him, turned around and said to the disciples of the various sects who wanted to buy medicinal pills:

"This is called Xiao Huan Dan, and it is a long-lost magical elixir in ancient times, which can quickly restore spiritual power to its peak state. Therefore, one 10,000 middle-grade spirit stone is a good old-fashioned one! If you want to buy it, ask my master to buy it, and everyone can only buy one small repayment pill."

After she finished speaking, she acted as the shopkeeper, took her son a dozen steps forward, and sat down at the sect's seat.

"What? Ten thousand middle-grade spirit stones? So expensive!"

"It's too expensive! I can't afford it!"

"What a small repayment, I have never heard of it!"

Those disciples screamed in shock, and they were all in pain.

They are all small sects. Which disciple can have 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones? For them, the price of this little Huandan can be said to be sky-high!

Wujizi also felt that the medicinal pill in his hand could not be sold, because it was too expensive, so much more expensive than Xuanyuan Dan!

"There is no master, I will buy a small return pill to try."

At this time, the head of a Eighth Liu sect came over, took out a storage bag and handed it to Wujizi.

Wujizi swept away with his divine sense, darling, they are all mid-grade spirit stones, there are 10,000 pieces!

He immediately took a small return pill to the head.

"I want it too! There is no sect master, I and a few elders of our sect bought one each, a total of 6 pieces, here are 60,000 middle-grade spirit stones!" Another sect head came over, behind him There are also five elders, and they are all jealous of the little Huandan in Wujizi's hands.

Those ordinary disciples have never heard of Xiao Huan Dan, which is normal, but they know it!