Juggernaut Reborn

Seeing such a formation, the disciples of the Buddha Sect did not dare to be careless. They had no choice but to temporarily withdraw their long sticks to withstand hundreds of "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needles"

Each of the 'Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles' seemed to have tens of thousands of kilograms of force, forcing the Buddhist disciples to retreat continuously until they were about to fall off the ring, and then they stopped.

"Donor, it is indeed a good method. This is no longer a difference in realm. It seems that the poor monk is going to show his true skills. Please be careful, please." The Buddhist disciple looked at Zhen Jiuqu seriously.

Hidden weapons really do not belong to the realm gap. Even if it is just a warrior in the warrior realm, as long as he has reached the strength and is extremely proficient in hidden weapons, and if he can hit the mark with every shot, it will be easy to kill a strong man in the Dacheng realm.

"You're welcome, please show your true skills, it will be interesting." Zhen Jiuqu smiled lightly and nodded.

"Buddha's light!" Hearing this, the Buddhist disciple shouted, and a faint and sacred golden light emitted from his left palm. Immediately, the left hand filled with Buddha's light gently held the palm of his right hand.

of wooden sticks.

As soon as he moved his right hand, all the Buddha's light was actually absorbed by the stick. At this moment, otherwise, the long stick in the disciple's hand would also show a trace of golden light, which seemed to have some skills.

"The hidden dragon swings its head and falls!" After attaching a layer of Buddha's light to the wooden stick, the Buddhist disciple roared and raised the stick to slash Zhen Jiuqu's head.

The power of this stick cannot be described by even the words "chopping mountains and splitting rocks". It seems like an amazing stick that does not belong to the human world, has been chopped out from the hands of the disciples of the Buddha Sect.

Seeing this, Zhen Jiuqu didn't dare to carry it hard. He stepped back and tried to dodge.

Who knows, at this moment, the golden light on the wooden stick surged, and a giant Buddha sitting on a lotus throne suddenly appeared from one end of the roller!

The big Buddha had a kind smile on his face. He stretched out his arms and held Zhen Jiuqu tightly in his palm. No matter how hard Zhen Jiuqu struggled, he could not escape from the palm of the smiling Buddha.!

The whole body of this giant Buddha is filled with the light of restraint, especially one palm, which is even more like a copper coin and an iron wall. No matter how hard Zhen Jiuqu tries, he cannot move at all. There is absolutely no way to escape from the giant Buddha's hands and he is unable to move.

Then it can only be a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Donor, there is no need to struggle. Even the strong men in the fifth realm of Dacheng may not be able to escape from my golden Buddha. Please give up. The poor monk does not want to embarrass the benefactor." The disciple of the Buddha Sect raised his left palm and said.

"This Buddhist monk indeed has some tricks. If a fourth-level Dacheng expert takes advantage of this trick, he may have no choice but to surrender. Zhen Jiuqu, I want to see how you can escape." Wang Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

, if Zhen Jiuqu fails, it will be good for himself.

However, Zhen Jiuqu, who was on the stage, didn't take it seriously. He looked at the Buddhist disciple and said, "Monk, it's not over yet. This conclusion is a bit premature."

Hearing this, otherwise the disciple looked at Zhen Jiuqu helplessly: "In that case, the donor should not blame the poor monk for being offended."

"One stick reaches the sky!" The Buddhist disciple shouted loudly, and swept the long roll in his hand towards Zhen Jiuqu, who was tightly held in the hand of the Smiling Golden Buddha and could not move at all.

"You can see flowers in the mist!" Suddenly, Zhen Jiuqu chuckled, and the long box behind him opened again, and several brightly colored flowers flew out from it.

Seeing this, the Buddhist monk swept the wind with his left hand and swept towards those bright flowers.

As soon as the wind from the palm arrived, the petals of those gorgeous flowers spread out, forming a puzzling and mysterious formation that instantly surrounded the Buddhist monk.

"There are needles hidden in the cotton." As if he could understand Zhen Jiuqu's words, hundreds of plum blossom needles suddenly shot out from the dozens of petals.

At this time, the Buddhist monk was also shocked, and the long stick that was approaching Zhen Jiuqu was immediately withdrawn, dancing wildly in the air, resisting the thousands of fine plum blossom needles.

"Flowing fire in July." However, when Zhen Jiuqu sounded again, strange flames suddenly emerged from the thousands of plum blossom needles.

"Fire?!" Seeing this, everyone was horrified. The thousands of plum blossom needles actually had fire attached to them. It was simply sensational and terrifying!

One plum blossom needle and one fire seed. These thousand plum blossom needles are thousands of fire seeds. In an instant, the arena became a world of fire. The extremely high temperature seemed to melt everyone!

"Donor, stop, this poor monk admits defeat!" Suddenly, the Buddhist disciple no longer persisted. With his own strength, he simply could not deal with these thousands of fires. This was the first time for him to see such a hidden weapon. It was like seeing flowers in the mist.

Unclear!

Not to mention the Buddhist monks, even among the tens of thousands of people present, who had ever seen a hidden weapon being used like this? There was such a murderous intention and thousands of fires hidden within a few beautiful flowers.

!!

Hearing that the disciples of the Buddhist sect had admitted defeat, Zhen Jiuqu laughed and said: "Take it!"

As soon as the words fell, the thousands of fires attached to the plum blossom needles were immediately extinguished, and the plum blossom needles that were heading towards the monk also retreated as if they were being manipulated, hiding within the flowers, and

Those flowers were once again put back into the long box behind him by Zhen Jiuqu.

"The benefactor is extremely powerful, and his skills in using hidden weapons are very low. Not even a poor monk can figure it out. The poor monk is convinced that he lost." The Buddhist disciple sighed, and then jumped down from the ring.

"Xingyue Zong Zhen Jiuqu wins!" The Taoist steward glanced at Zhen Jiuqu appreciatively and announced the result of this extremely exciting competition.

Below, there was an uproar. Zhen Jiuqu was so powerful and unfathomable that no one could predict it. For a while, he became the most popular figure in the room, and everyone talked about Zhen Jiuqu.

"Zhen Jiuqu. It's interesting." Wang Yu looked at Zhen Jiuqu, and Zhen Jiuqu, who had just stepped off the ring, also looked at Wang Yu. The two of them smiled knowingly, and everything was understood.

Afterwards, Jingnan of the Tiandao Sect and Nie Rufeng of the Zhanwu Sect both won in the subsequent battles. Today, none of the strongest disciples of the four sects lost.

The competition lasted until early in the morning. In today's competition, the top ten were produced, namely Nie Rufeng, a disciple of the Zhanwu Sect, Xi Yu'er, a disciple of the Xingyue Sect, Zhen Jiuqu, a disciple of the Xingyue Sect, and Zhen Jiuqu, a disciple of the Taoist School.

Disciple Wang Yu, disciple of Buddhism

Wu Tian, ​​the remaining top five are Prince Ruyan from the Shun family ranked first, Lian Ruan, the eldest son from the Shuan family ranked second, Xingyue Zhuihun from the Xingyang family ranked third, Mo Wu's

The apprentice Dragon Song Swordsman, and a woman named Leng Qingqing.

That night, Jue Tianjun, Wang Xingyun and others wanted to celebrate, so they invited a large number of acquaintances from the Taoist Academy to a very luxurious family dinner at the Grand Duke's Mansion.

But this family banquet made the housekeeper Chu Ming, Anu and others very tired. After a busy night, all the servants settled down and went back to the house to rest.

"Uncle Master, I don't want to meet you in tomorrow's strongest competition. I still want to be among the top five." The Dragon Song Swordsman stared at Wang Yu at the table and said with a smile.

At this time, the Dragon Song Swordsman was already a peak expert in the First Level of Dacheng, and Wang Yu knew that this Dragon Song Swordsman was capable of cross-border challenges, and it seemed that he was not much weaker than Zhen Jiuqu.

"Haha, Long Yin, I'm afraid your master Mo Wu may not be your opponent now." Wang Yu looked at the Long Yin swordsman and smiled softly.

Hearing this, the Dragon Song Swordsman suddenly froze and looked at Wang Yu in surprise: "Master, my master is a strong man at the sixth level of Dacheng Realm. How can I be able to catch up with my master?"

"Dacheng Sixth Level?!" After hearing the words of the Dragon Song Swordsman, Wang Yu almost spit out the food in his mouth. When we met a few days ago, Mo Wu had just been promoted to the early stage of the Fourth Level Warrior.

In just a few days, he has already reached the sixth level of warrior realm. How is this possible?! Isn’t it possible that some precious earth-level elixir can’t be achieved?!

After asking carefully, Wang Yu found out that Li Bai and Mo Wu discovered a place where a great demon practiced cultivation in the desert. By chance, the two of them swallowed four demon pills, which made their realm advance by leaps and bounds, and they instantly became six warriors.

A strong man in a serious situation.

"Four demon elixirs. They are as good as earth-level elixirs. They cannot be exchanged for thousands of crystals, and their value cannot be purchased with hundreds of millions of gold. How can these two bastards have such good treasures?"

I don’t know if there is any luck left for me.” Wang Yu murmured to himself, he was the one who asked them to go to the desert in the first place, so he should have his own share of such an adventure.

When the Dragon Song Swordsman heard Wang Yu's muttering, he suddenly smiled and said: "Uncle, would you like me to ask the master for you and see if the master has left some demon pills for your uncle?"

Hearing this, Wang Yu shook his head: "No need, if those two people find out about this, they will definitely give me a scolding, but I can't do this shameful thing. The Fire Dragon Pill that comes from the Junior Ranking Competition, although it is compared to the Demon Pill."

The effect is a little worse, but it won't be too bad. I am determined to get this Fire Dragon Pill."

"Uncle Master, are you going to compete for the top spot?!" The Dragon Song Swordsman looked at Wang Yu in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

"Of course I have to compete for the first throne, otherwise why would I come here? Is it just for an illusory ranking? Your uncle is not that boring." Wang Yu said.

"Brother Yu, you can't say that. Leng Qingqing and Wu Tian are all at the fourth level of warrior realm. There is also Block Destruction, which is also very strong. By the way, there is also the perverted Zhen Jiuqu. People are playing

It's a hidden weapon. Do you understand hidden weapons? This is no longer a state of suppression. With a good hidden weapon, even a strong Taoist can be killed." Wang Xingyun drank some wine and started talking more.

"How will you know if you don't try? How can you stop without fighting? How could I, Wang Yu, do such a thing? I don't even have the courage to fight. Then the way of a warrior is over." Wang Yu looked at it.

Wang Xingyun seemed like an elder scolding a junior.

"Eh. What are you doing, father? Father is starting to learn." Originally, Wang Xingyun instinctively said the word father, but he felt it was wrong and quickly changed his words. Fortunately, everyone was a little drunk at this time, and no one could

I didn't notice what Wang Xingyun was saying.

"Brother Yu, Liao Rui's strength is at the early stage of the third level of warrior realm, especially his Fire Cloud Skill, which is even more terrifying. I'm afraid you are no match for him." Wan Juntian stared at Wang Yu with a pair of watery eyes, her voice

He said with some trembling.

Every time everyone mentioned the destruction of today's promotion, Wan Juntian could not stop trembling. Wang Yu also saw this.

"Sister Tian'er, you are now a member of our Grand Duke's Palace. In this royal city, you don't have to be afraid of anyone. Even the emperors of that level don't dare to do anything to you. Why are you afraid of fighting a mere blockade?

This! Tomorrow, if I meet in the ring, I will definitely teach you a lesson and relieve the hatred in your heart." Looking at poor Wan Juntian, Wang Yu said firmly.

"Yes. Thank you, Brother Yu. I will remember what you said." Wan Jun nodded her head.

That night, Wu Qingqiu ran into the bedroom as soon as he came back. He seemed to be very unwelcome to Wang Yu's bringing back Wan Juntian. Even Wang Yu came to the door without saying a word to Wang Yu.

Seeing this, Wang Yu was just a little helpless. He didn't offend anyone. What's wrong?

Early on the next morning, after Wang Yu had washed up and had breakfast, Wu Qingqiu walked out of the bedroom. However, his eye circles were slightly red, and he looked like he had cried.

"Sister Qingqiu, get up. Let me prepare some food for you." Seeing Wu Qingqiu walking down the stairs, Wan Juntian smiled slightly, revealing two cute dimples on her face.

"Thank you, Sister Tian'er. It's no need. I'm feeling a little uncomfortable today. I'll go back to my room and rest for a while." Wu Qingqiu glanced at Wang Yu and Wan Juntian, then turned around and walked into the room, leaving Wan Jun with an embarrassed look on his face.

sweet.

"Sister Tian'er, you should stay at the Grand Duke's Mansion today. If nothing happens, it's best not to go out. Even if you go out, you have to find a guard to accompany you. I'm going to the Taoist Square first." Wang Yu picked up the dining table.

He put a big meat bun on the table, said something sweet to Mr. Wan, and then left the Grand Duke's Palace of the Protector of the Country in a hurry, surrounded by dozens of slaves.

Along the way, Wang Yu ran with all his strength, but midway, Wang Yu found a familiar figure. It was none other than Zhou Bao, who had his baby cut off by him in Yeliucheng.

Ever since he was accepted as a closed disciple by the ancestor of the Mian family, Zhou Bao settled in the Mian family in Wangcheng and became the famous eunuch of Zhou. His character also became extremely gloomy, especially his pair of eyes, which were full of gloom.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Wang Yu did not stop and wanted to deal with this kid. There was plenty of opportunity. After a few days, after the game was over, he would avenge Wan Juntian.

After a while, Wang Yu came to the square. At this time, Luo Jiuye saw Wang Yu coming and said quickly: "Boy Wang Yu, you have entered the top ten. You are already among the top ten people in the Zhao Dynasty.

, work harder today, no matter what, you have to break into the top five, and increase the reputation of our Taoist academy, the Taoist academy is proud of you."

"Elder Luo, this disciple also came here with the goal of being number one. You always ask the disciple to only enter the top five, which makes the disciple feel so embarrassed." Wang Yu looked at Luo Jiuye helplessly. He had already said this yesterday.

He was bound to win the No. 1 throne, and he had to overcome difficulties even if there were difficulties. However, Grand Elder Luo Da was better off. Ever since he became the top ten yesterday, he had been muttering about it, insisting that he must persevere to reach the top five.

"You kid, your ambitions are quite big. None of the other nine are great masters, especially Wutian and Leng Qingqing. They are already masters of the fourth level of warriors. Although you are a heaven-defying evildoer, don't go too far.

Being complacent is not good."

And Luo Jiuye seemed to be sure that Wang Yu would not get the first place, especially the Zhen Jiuqu, which was the true inheritance of the ancestor of Xingyue Sect. His whole body was covered with hidden weapons, and his mouth opening to hidden weapons had reached a subtle level. Most people

Who can be Zhen Jiuqu’s opponent!

"Okay, okay, disciple, just follow your orders and try to get into the top five." Wang Yu felt that he couldn't defeat this old guy, so he could only give in.

After hearing what Wang Yu said, Luo Jiuye nodded with satisfaction.

"Number 13,213, Number 7,566!" After seeing that yesterday's top ten were all expired, the Taoist steward shouted loudly.

There was a commotion among the crowd, and the Dragon Song Swordsman walked out lightly and jumped onto the stage.

And the other one is none other than Xingyang Chaihun of the Xingyang family.

Above the thunder, Xingyang Zhuihun looked at the Dragon Song Swordsman and said: "I thought it would be Wang Yu, it's really bad."

"Wang Yu is my uncle. If you defeat me, you will naturally have the opportunity to compete with my uncle." Longyin Swordsman glanced at Xingyang Chaihun, with a little bit of disdain in his voice.

"Your uncle?" Hearing this, Xingyang Zhuihun glanced at Wang Yu in the audience, then looked at the Dragon Song Swordsman, nodded and said: "Okay, then I will fight quickly and finish you off as soon as possible."

After saying this, he pulled out the long black knife with a clang.

‘Yan.!’ The dragon chanting swordsman drew out his long sword, and the whole place suddenly heard a burst of dragon chanting!

"Ba Tian's sword!" Xingyang Zhuihun, who was holding a black blade, shouted angrily. As soon as he came up, he used his strongest trick, the most powerful killing move in Ba Tian's sword technique. He seemed to really want to defeat the Dragon Song Swordsman as soon as possible.

, better than Wang Yu having a good fight.

"Yan.!" However, at this moment, the Dragon Song Swordsman took a big step forward, and the sound of the Dragon Song never stopped. The name of the Dragon Song Swordsman was indeed well deserved.

As soon as the chant ended, the Longsin Swordsman put the long sword back into the scabbard, looked at Xingyang Zhuihun, who was still looking puzzled, and said: "Brother, you are really not qualified to fight with my uncle, you have already lost.

.”

After saying this, the Dragon Song Swordsman walked off the ring.

"What are you doing?" Xingyang Zhuihun had no idea what was going on. Seeing the Dragon Song Swordsman jump off the ring like this, everyone was stunned on the spot, thinking that the Dragon Song Swordsman had given up.

Xingyang Zhuihun just said the words, and suddenly he fell on the ring as softly as a puddle of mud, his body still trembling slightly.

The Taoist leader went to the ring to observe, and then said: "Xingyang chases the soul and faints, and the dragon chanting swordsman wins."

Suddenly, the whole place was boiling. Everyone looked in disbelief. No one saw when the Dragon Song Swordsman took action. It seemed that the Dragon Song Swordsman stood still and didn't move. He just pulled out the Dragon Song Sword.

Taking a step, the person walked behind Xingyang Zhuihun with his back to Xingyang Zhuihun, and then inserted the Dragon Song Sword into the scabbard. All this seemed like a person pulling out a sword and running forward.

He took a step forward, but no one saw how the Dragon Song Swordsman took action!

However, the fact is that Xingyang Soul Chasing was indeed defeated and was hit in the chest by the Dragon Song Swordsman with the hilt of his sword.

However, the Dragon Song Swordsman's speed and skill were so fast that no one could see his movements clearly.