Fairy Palace

At the beginning, Mu had no fire, and it was almost the life of Ye Hao, but Ye Hao did not hate Mu Tian, ​​but his heart was somewhat grateful to Mu Wutian.

If it is not the fire that Mu Wutian puts away, I am afraid that Ye Hao can't integrate the spirit of the body now. He can only stay in this body, and sooner or later he will not be able to suppress the toxins in the body. I am afraid that I have to follow the smoke.

"Teacher, next, I am afraid that it will become more interesting." Qiu Mou mouth smirked with a smile, looked at the sky on the platform with excitement, and she had no chance to watch the secular marriage in Fa Lanzong.

"Yeah." Ye Hao nodded and said: "The congenital eight-heavy realm shots, I am afraid that the practitioners of the congenital seven-level realm have lost confidence in participating in the contest. If someone is on the scene, it is a confrontation between the master and the master. ”

"Of course, in front of the teacher and sister, the repairers below the base of the building are low-handed, low-handed." Suddenly thought of the repair of autumn ink, Ye Hao could not help but smile.

"Do you think that there will be a strong man in the realm of the nine-fold realm today?" Qiu Mowen laughed and laughed, especially on the word "strong". Indeed, in the face of the foundation-builders, the cultivation of the innate realm That is just the existence of ants.

"Sister, don't make me a joke." I thought that I was also a congenital repair, Ye Hao could not help but shake his head and smile.

Autumn ink was dumbfounded, and when he was about to speak, he saw another figure appearing on the ring. This is a young man wearing a black shirt and a long sword. He looks very handsome and has a pair. Blue eyes, as he appeared, many women's eyes lit up.

On the stage, the battle began, the strength of the sky was strong, but the opponents were not weak. The two men almost became a tie in the end. Although the sky was superior, he was seriously injured for this, and the handsome young man lost. At the moment of walking, the sky can only helplessly give up and continue to fight.

After the defeat of the sky, there are dozens of ingenious masters on the ring, and the back of the platform, and no one is lower than the innate six. It is obvious that the son-in-law of the Dongkui tribe cultivated innate. Still very attractive...

In an attic not far from the ring, Dongkui tribe leader Dong Kui Yuwen has a smile on his face, and several elders of the Dongkui tribe are evaluating the performance of a young talent in the ring.

"Father!" Dongkui Shuiyue, wearing a red robe and wearing a golden phoenix crown, appeared behind several people.

"Shuiyue, we will give you a contest to raise your relatives, can you still be satisfied?" Dongkui Yuwen turned around and looked at Dongkui's water moon, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Of course I am satisfied, but my father should not forget the things you promised me. If the last winner is in my hands, then I will not have to marry anyone else." Dongkui Shuiyue said lightly.

"Of course, I will not forget, but in front of this situation, I am afraid that you are more than married today." Dong Kui Yu Wen laughed, and his daughter was talking about jokes.

"What did the father say?" Dongkui Shuiyue raised his eyebrows.

"There have been masters of the innate eight-fold realm, I believe that there will soon be a master of the innate nine-level realm, and you are only innate and realm, do you think you can defeat the master of the congenital nine realm?"

"If the master of the congenital Jiuzhong realm has been seriously injured in the ring," Dongkui Shuiyue is very calm.

Dong Kui Yu Wen looked a glimpse, and the smile on his face retreated like a tide.

Yes, if this happens, I am afraid that my plan to marry a woman will end in failure.

On the platform, as the more powerful masters stepped on the stage, the battle became more and more fierce. As a young man was beaten down, the winner, the master of the innate eight-fold realm, was already bruised.

"Who else?"

The winner's face is a bit embarrassing, and the killing of the eyes is even more unconcealed. At this moment, the ring game has already played a real fire, and everyone is not merciless.

"Distribute Han Tao, I am willing to fight with you." Among the group of people, another figure vacated, and after rushing to the ring, he said directly to the opposite youth.

"Come on!" The young man looked at Han Tao with his sword and shot his killing.

"Distribution of Han Tao?"

Ye Hao, not far from the ring, burst into a cold light in his eyes. He used to look for Han Tao, but he never saw him. Now it seems that he is right, Han Tao came here this time, it is really for the sake of the contest. Come, however, he is clearly a disciple of Fa Lanzong, and he even hides his identity. It seems that he is not only referring to Dongkui Water Moon.

"Teacher, this guy is very mean." Qiu Mo told Ye Hao.

"He is obviously a disciple of Fa Lanzong, but he concealed his identity to participate in this contest. I am afraid that it is for the wealth of the Dongkui tribe. You said that if I come forward and expose his identity, can he continue to participate in the contest? "Autumn ink said.

"Of course he can continue, and the identity of the disciple of Fa Lanzong will even attract the attention of the leaders of the Dongkui tribe, and other practitioners will be jealous." Ye Hao shook his head and looked at the Korean on the stage. Tao said.

"That didn't help him?" Qiu Mo said.

Ye Hao nodded.

"Or, let's wait for him to lose the fight, when he is injured, directly kill him?" Autumn ink was angry.

"There is a killing of him under the eyes of the public. The news will be transmitted back to Zongmen at a very fast speed. When we kill the same brothers, it will cause Zongmen to attach great importance to it, and may even cause us to be severely punished." I don’t want to do this kind of injury.

"What should I do? If he really became the son-in-law of the Dongkui tribe, it would be even harder for us to kill him again." Autumn ink wrinkled his brow and said.

"First let him squat, wait for me to personally board the ring." Ye Hao sneered, he is not a lot of enemies in this world, and Han Tao is one of Ye Hao will kill.

"You want to go on stage with him?" Qiu Mo heard a sigh of relief. After Ye Hao went up, he could kill Han Tao, but if no one dares to challenge the stage, what should he do? Is it true? Want to stay and marry that Dongkui Shuiyue?

"Yes, Zhengda defeated him and killed him. However, before that, I need you to help me with things." Ye Hao’s eyes are full of killings. He looks at Han Tao’s eagle as a wolf. If you are a traitor, you can’t kill it today, maybe you will leave yourself with a scourge.

"What?" Autumn ink looked at Ye Hao.

"You go to Changming and ask if he would like to be the son-in-law of the Dongkui tribe. If he wants to, let me kill Han Tao, let Chang Ming come on stage, I deliberately lose to him."

"Do you think it is possible? Changming's strength is not strong, even if you deliberately lose to him, I am afraid that many people will challenge him." Autumn ink said with a smile.

"The challenge is to challenge! Even if you lose, there is no loss." Ye Hao said that it does not matter.

"Yes, this is not the case with Changming." Qiu Mo ponded for a moment, and he felt that Ye Hao had a good way. So he greeted Ye Hao and she jumped from the tree and went to Changming. .

On the stage, Han Tao was very proud of his heart. The opponent was already injured, so he broke out and the opposing opponent could not even counterattack.

"Go!" Han Tao is not willing to delay the time, although he guessed that there will not be a lot of people on the stage, but in order to prevent accidents, he decided to make a quick decision.

"puff……"

The opposite arm of the young man was smashed by Han Tao. At the moment when the other party was hit hard, the sword in his hands turned into layers of sword waves, sweeping toward the youth. If the youth are not willing to retreat at this moment, I am afraid Will die in the hands of Han Tao.

"I admit defeat." The young man faced the threat of death, and finally made a compromise. After jumping off the ring, his heart was so hot and hateful to Han Tao.

"The sword has no eyes, we are all innate and eightfold. If you don't go all out, I can't beat you, so I will get rid of one of your arms, and I hope you don't blame, use the intermittent paste quickly, and reconnect the arm. "Han Tao is hypocritically holding a fist to the young man, and picking up the broken arm and throwing it to the other side.

The young man did not expect Han Tao to say such a word. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded to Han Tao and then quickly left with a broken arm.

“Is there anyone still willing to fight with me?” Han Tao looked at other people and said proudly.

A burly figure appeared on the ring, the other side was unshaven, and his face was rough and mad, like a young man.

"How to call it?" Han Tao raised his eyes and asked.

"I am Utoka, who will overcome you today." The bearded youth sneered.

"Today's rules, you must be clear that any practitioner who participates in the contest can not be over thirty years old, and you..." Han Tao shook his head.

"I am not yet 30 years old, in line with the requirements of participating in the competition, do not talk nonsense, do you fight is not fighting?" Bearded is the most resentful of others to talk about his age and appearance, with the long knife pulled out by him, angry and shouted.

Han Tao hesitated, looking at an old man from the Dongkui tribe on the edge of Fujian.

"Where are you from? How old is it?" The old man looked at Utoka and asked.

"I am 21 years old this year, it looks like a little old, and I am from Wuyang City Wujia." Utoka shouted.

Ziyang City Wujia? The people present at the scene heard a glimpse of it, but it was a very powerful family. However, Utaka’s appearance is really 21 years old? Is it too anxious to grow up?

"Since you meet the requirements, then let's do it!" The old man hesitated and nodded.

Utoka did not speak, and flew directly toward Han Tao. He was also a master of the innate eight-fold realm, and his strength was very strong. The two had just played against each other and Han Tao ate a dark loss in power.

"Broken sword!" Han Tao still decided to make a quick decision, directly exerting a product warfare, and erupting a powerful attack.

Tens of thousands of people around the scene have expressed their amazed look. Many of them have identified the source of the skills of Han Tao’s display.

"Broken sword, Fa Lanzong's one-piece combat skills, how can this guy be a tactic of Lanzong? Is he lying before, actually a disciple of Fa Lanzong?"

"Yes, the sword-breaking technique is a warfare technique that Fa Lanzong never rumors. In addition to the practice of Fa Lanzong disciples, others are simply not qualified to learn."

"Fa Lanzong is far away from here. How can there be disciples of their sects? And, the disciples of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect Can the beauty return to the wealth of the Dongkui tribe?"

"While the Ukrainian family is also good, there is no way to compare it with Fa Lanzong. This is really bullying!"

"..."

Han Tao did not pay attention to the surrounding arguments, nor did he have the slightest anger because of his identity exposure. Because he used the skills of breaking swords and techniques, he was ready to reveal his true identity. In this case, he would be able to play The shocking effect became the lucky winner of the final victory.