Heretic Doctor Zihou

The sensation caused by Zihou lasted for a long time, and the excitement of people gradually calmed down until the next competition was about to begin.

In the first alchemy competition, Zihou took the absolute advantage of the nine-turn elixir, not only became the well-deserved winner of this alchemy competition, but also created the myth of the Tianxiacheng family competition for thousands of years!

However, even if Zihou overwhelmed the crowd, no one could match, but in terms of total points, the Liu family, who is famous for alchemy, still got the highest score in the alchemy competition, leading by a slight advantage!

This was also expected in Zihou.

"Damn, damn, damn!"

As soon as Zihou got off the battlefield and returned to the rest area, Long Qianxun's figure rushed over immediately. The extremely exaggerated voice and loud voice make Zihou extraordinarily speechless.

"Stupid?" Zihou glanced at someone with staring eyes, shaking his head in admiration, rolled his eyes and said with contempt.

"Nine-turn pill! Zihou, why are you so awesome?!" Long Qianxun was not hit by Zihou at all, still looking excited. The extremely excited look is like the person who made the Nine Ranks Pill is not Zihou but her Long Qianxun!

"Nine-turn pill... okay!" Zihou pursed his lips. Is it great to refine the Nine Turns Pills? Except for a little excitement and excitement at first, she is now calm.

She did what she could, and she didn't feel so exaggerated.

"You are so hypocritical!" Long Qianxun looked envy and hatred, stretched out his hand and gently punched on the shoulder of Zihou, then the expression on his face changed again, "What did I say? Let me just say, you will definitely shine today! You didn't see that just now, those people are crazy. You are so amazing today, is there any beauty in the crowd?!"

Yan pressure Qunfang?

Zihou blinked and felt speechless. Is it really good to use this word here?

Zihou didn't intend to pay attention to this second item, and sat down in a place, and then turned his eyes, and just met Yun Zhongyue not far away.

Yun Zhongyue was holding a sword at this time, standing straight with her back against the wall. His deep eyes flashed when he came into contact with Zihou, then he looked away proudly, leaving Zihou with a perfect side face like a sculpture...

Zihou raised its eyebrows, thinking about this iceberg arrogant, which tendon was wrong again?

"Next is the profound power comparison. As for the rules of the profound power comparison, we have asked the referee Yun Honglei to introduce to you."

When Yun Honglei heard Yun Tianqing mention his name, he strode onto the battlefield from the stage. His long red hair and his five big and three thick body make him look very majestic.

Especially, the Yun Honglei at this moment is no longer the humorous and funny appearance when he got along with Zihou in the past. Instead, he has a stern face, which looks like that!

"The rules of the profound power comparison are actually very simple." Yun Honglei said in a strong voice, "Each family sends ten disciples, and each disciple is qualified to challenge the disciples of the other three families. If so, be The person who invites the competition is unwilling to accept the challenge and can refuse. If you agree, then you will go to the stage to compete. Each disciple has only one chance to be on stage. That is to say, you only have one chance to invite or be invited to the competition. This competition, It's just a discussion between the clan and denominations, stop by clicking, don't hurt the other's life!

After listening to Yun Honglei's introduction of the rules, Zihou, which had already been off the stage to rest, couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Such rules seem to be very random, but they can often change the direction of results unknowingly!

What is Liu Feiwu and Liu Feihe talking about in the resting place of the Liu family...

"Sister, I can't swallow this breath. I will be ashamed of my profound strength later on!" Liu Feihe said with a grim look.

"You are confident!" Liu Feiwu said with a sullen face, coldly humming, "With your strength, you are not his opponent at all!"

"Why am I not his opponent? The strength of this kid, Ziyun, is only the first-rank Moxuan, how can such strength rival me?" Liu Feihe growled dissatisfied.

"Moxuan first-grade?" Liu Feiwu sneered, "Do you think this is his real strength? I tell you, his strength is not below me, not only that, he also has ancient gods and gods fire on him. With strength plus your mere sky fire, will he be his opponent?"

"How is it possible? You said his strength is not below you, then..."

"You don't need to say more! Ziyun, this bitch, I must let him owe me ten times a hundred times, and I want him to be in my hands. It is better to live than to die!" Liu Feiwu gritted his teeth with a grim expression. Her hands with sharp nails slowly squeezed into fists, making a creak of bones.

"Huh! You said, his strength is not lower than you, how can you be confident?" Liu Feihe retorted dissatisfied.

"You don't have to worry about this!" Liu Feiwu chuckled her lips indifferently, and smiled coldly, her palm flipped over, and a small box made of black jade suddenly appeared in her hand!

When Liu Feihe saw this, his pupils shrank, and he whispered, "This is..." He finally knew where Liu Feiwu was confident. With this, even if Ziyun died 10,000 times, it was not enough!

"Mysterious power competition, start now! Whoever wants to be the first to take the stage, can start to invite the battle!" As the referee, Yun Honglei stood on the battle platform, the sound mixed with profound power swayed like water waves...

"In the next Liu Xuan Pavilion Wu Long, invite Liuyun Pavilion Yun Ao." Soon, a disciple of Liu Xuan Pavilion stood up and shouted. But seeing the young man who called Wu Long smiled and was quite elegant, but under closer inspection, there was arrogance and disdain hidden.

The Liuyun Pavilion disciple Yun Ao who was invited to fight was also one of the fifteen disciples sent by Liuyun Sect this time.

Zihou glanced at Wu Long, and then at the Liuyun Pavilion disciple Yun Ao who was invited to fight. A gloomy light from the bottom of the eyes flashed, and the lips were slightly curled...

"This person is so arrogant. The strength of Mo Xuan's first rank invites to fight Mo Xuan's second rank. Such a provocation by Chi Guoguo really looks like what the Liu family did!" Long Qianxun also saw the subtlety and disdain Leng snorted.

"It seems that Yun Ao can't refuse it." If it is reasonable to say that the high-level invitation to the low-level is rejected, then if the low-level invitation to the high-level is rejected, it will be laughed at.

Sure enough, but seeing that Yun Ao Yun family disciple, his complexion changed slightly, and then stood up, a trace of complexity passed through his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally went to the battlefield.

One left and the other right, one green and the other white, two figures looked at each other across the huge battle platform.

"Yun Ao, today, I will definitely let you be defeated by my sword!" Wu Long shouted loudly, holding his long sword and pointing at Yun Ao.

"Then let go!" Yun Ao seemed to be stimulated, and suddenly raised his head, also shouting without showing weakness.

As a result, after a verbal confrontation ended, both of them sank, and bursts of strong energy erupted from their bodies, and the black profound energy surrounded them.

One is Moxuan with the first grade and the other is Moxuan with the second grade.

The powerful Mo Xuan aura enveloped, and the air pressure dropped sharply between the heavens and the earth, and it was about to happen!

The audience in the audience felt that Wu Long was a fool when they saw such an obvious level difference.

However, some sharp-eyed people, such as Zihou, discovered that although Wu Long's level is Moxuan's first grade, his profound strength concentration is not only not lower than Yun Ao, but much higher.

This is obviously taking the invisible pill for increasing profoundness!

The battle between the two was on the verge of breaking out. Most of the people present were optimistic about Yun Ao and believed that Yun Ao would win the game sooner or later. But what is unexpected is that as the test progressed, Yun Ao gradually fell into a disadvantage...

"Yun Ao, you lost!" Wu Long pushed forward with all his strength, his face suddenly ruthless, and after being blocked by Yun Ao with difficulty, the long sword was sent out and kicked under the battle platform with both feet together!

Wow!

There was an uproar in the audience. Everyone said that they had never thought that the loser would be Liuyun Pavilion disciple Yun Ao!

"You shamelessly! You take the pill!" Yun Ao got up from the ground in embarrassment and complained dissatisfiedly.

"Who has stipulated that the family can't take the pill? What if I have the pill? If you have, you can also take the pill!" In response to Yun Ao's accusation, Wu Long's expression changed first, and then he became angry. Sarcastically.

"You..." Yun Ao was speechless, very unwilling to ask the elder on the podium for help, but saw Yun Tianqing shook his head, bowed slightly at the moment, and then stepped back.

Immediately afterwards, with this lesson from Yun Ao, if it were not for a confident person, he would never dare to agree to the invitation of the Liu family.

After several rounds, Zihou closed their eyes, and the crowd suddenly found the ice pile opposite, and suddenly moved. Zihou opened their eyes in surprise and asked, "What are you doing?" , Are you going to be on stage?

"Noisy!" Yun Zhongyue paused as she walked, frowning her **** brows, turning her face to look at Zihou.

Zihou blinked, and then?

Without waiting for more questions from Zihou, that person has already strode onto the battlefield...

Looking at the tall and domineering figures on the battlefield like pines and cypresses, like ice sculptures, Zihou can be regarded as a reflection of what the so-called ‘noisy’ means.

Dare to feel that this guy thinks there are too many people here and it is too noisy, and wants to end it quickly and leave here quickly. That’s why he went to the battlefield with such a high profile...

It’s just that he’s going to stand on stage like this, not like an invitation to fight, more like a silent provocation, as if asking-‘who else? ! ’

As a result, Yun Zhongyue stood on the stage, and the onlookers seemed to be pouring down a basin of cold water, which was so cool and bright! Even if Yun Zhongyue has such a perfect appearance and peerless talent, it makes people feel excited. However, his icy cold aura is so strong that it is prohibitive, so that the bustling crowd is strangely silent, except for a pair of bright eyes...

"Who?" The icy voice sounded faintly, and my ears were frozen.

As soon as the words came out, the disciples of the other three families bowed their heads at the same time, indicating that they could not hear or see.

Just kidding, who wants to go up and compete with this iceberg? Yun Zhongyue’s abilities, as everyone knows, they will only go up unless they are tired and crooked...

Seeing this scene in Zihou, I feel that the scene is full of joy! The guy stopped there, all around the area, succumbed to his low pressure, who would dare to go up?

One advantage of the invitation mode is that if there is no one to fight, then the person who invites the fight will win by default...So, Yun Zhongyue won without a fight with his powerful aura advantage!

Zihou watched someone walk away from the tall and cold back, dumbfounding...

This is fine too!

It turns out that having an iceberg appearance is not entirely useless!

"Liu Xuan Pavilion Liu Feiwu, invite the Liuyun Pavilion Ziyun!"

The sharp voice broke the thoughts in Zihou. Zihou retracted the gaze staring at Yun Zhongyue, turned around to meet the gloomy eyebrows of Shang Liu Feiwu, raised her eyebrows and pointed at herself innocently, "Me?"

"Can you dare to fight?" Liu Feiwu sneered.

"What if I say I refuse?" Zihou asked rhetorically. Why does she have to agree to the invitation?

"You can't refuse, can't you?" Liu Feiwu sneered, seeming to be confident, "We have studied in the Floating Cloud Holy Realm, and your strength is not below me."

Zihou raised his eyebrows. What she means is that if you are not under her strength, you have to fight, otherwise it's daring? I have to say that Liu Feiwu is a person. Say this to her, if she is stage fright, she will lose face.

"Chihiro, Miss Liu asked me to try, do you think I should agree?" Zihou ignored Liu Feiwu, but instead asked Long Qianxun next to him.

When Long Qianxun was asked by Zihou, his eyes twitched, and his mood improved because of Yun Zhongyue's departure. He stood up and said, "I said Ziyun, you said that. It's too unkind. People are itchy, and if they come to the door to beg for abuse, you will show compassion and fulfill her! Just treat it as a virtue and do good!" Long Qianxun's expression was serious, and he was serious.

Zihou was so fooled by her, the corners of her mouth twitched. Sure enough, only Long Qianxun's weird thinking can pick up her conversation!

Zihou nodded in favor, "I am the most kind-hearted person, and I should be obliged to accumulate virtue and do good things!"

Long Qianxun, "..."

Who is the one who climbs up the pole and puts gold on his face?

The audience in the audience was stunned by the dialogue between the two. I just ignored Liu Feiwu's already angry face.

Zihou flashed, and fluttered and fell on the platform.