Martial Inverse

"to us!"

Long Bufan said, in his opinion, if you fight for it, there is still a chance, if you don't fight for it, you will have nothing.

"It's really naive. How long have you guys joined the sect? Just want to get this kind of opportunity?"

"I'm afraid you are not daydreaming..."

The disciples who sat down by Xuan Tiance stared at Long Bufan and the others coldly, robbing them of their qualifications was no different from killing their parents, wives and children.

The faces of the members of the dragon group changed slightly.

Those disciples that Xuan Tiance sat down were not ordinary people, at least they were all strongmen of the fourth rank Martial Ancestor level.

As for Long Bufan and the others, at most they were at the fifth rank martial spirit.

Totally out of class.

Those foreign powerhouses who also joined the Martial God Sect with the members of the dragon group saw this scene and said loudly from a distance: "Don't think too much, it has nothing to do with us..."

The five people in the dragon group are too eager to become stronger.

That's why I don't want to miss this opportunity in the Lost City, but since... there is no way to get it, forget it.

Xuan Tiance looked at Long Bufan and the others, and said, "It's a good time to cultivate in the sect, and now is an era of frequent opportunities. This time it won't work, and there will be a next time. This elder is optimistic about you..."

Long Bufan and the others' eyes lit up.

There is still a chance? !

In this way, they really have to work hard to cultivate, just like Xuan Tiance said, this time it won't work, there will be a next time.

...

Afterwards, regarding the quota for going to the Lost City, all the elders, except for Xuan Tianji, the Great Elder of the Outer Sect, confirmed the quota.

Fourteen elders.

Each of them took up seven places, except the Great Elder Xuan Tianji, who had no disciples before, made an exception and recruited Yang Jian as a disciple this time.

So... the quota had to fall on Yang Jian's head.

Yang Jian, who learned of this,

At that time, the whole person was bewildered.

The other disciples of the Martial God Sect, including those from the Dragon Group, fought all kinds of things for the quota, and even spent a lot of money to buy it, but they couldn't get it.

But he didn't do anything, and the quota suddenly fell from the sky and fell on his head.

Xuan Tianji is a wisp of beard.

This quota, no matter what, must be given to Yang Jian, but the remaining one...

Ha ha……

Seems like an opportunity to make a lot of money.

Hula la!

Xuan Tianji was not the only one who reacted, those Martial God Sect disciples who regretted not being able to get the quota immediately set their minds on Xuan Tianji.

Thus, seven or eight hundred people frantically flocked to the mountaintop cave where Elder Xuan Tianji was.

The open space outside the cave was overcrowded, and Yang Jian, who was sweeping the floor, was taken aback. A group of fourth-rank Martial Ancestors crowded in, bringing him great pressure.

"Elder Tianji, one hundred spirit crystals will be exchanged for one of your spots..."

"Elder, this disciple has a mid-grade mysterious martial art..."

"..."

The Martial God Sect disciple sharpened his head, and his voice wave after wave, just like a vegetable market.

Xuan Tianji was in the cave, and his ears were deafened by the noise.

Just when he opened the stone gate of the cave and was about to make a request, a figure appeared in front of his eyes.

It was Feng Hao!

Feng Hao walked out from the crowd of hundreds of people, as if people were transparent and no one touched his body.

As for his appearance, it seemed that they hadn't noticed it until Feng Hao appeared at the front, and everyone found out...

When did Feng Hao appear in front of them?

Feng Hao looked at Xuan Tianji, smiled lightly and said, "Since Elder Tianji still has a quota, why don't you give me this quota?"

Wow!

There was an uproar in the crowd, and the Martial God Sect disciple almost vomited blood angrily.

This Feng Haoran is crazier than them.

He actually asked directly to...

However, as a guest of Feng Hao, it's nothing to ask for a place, right? As a result, many people felt a strong sense of crisis.

"This quota belongs to those who are capable, Feng Keqing, let's challenge, whoever is the strongest will have this quota, what do you think?"

Said a disciple who claimed to be advanced in martial arts.

And his words immediately made everyone feel that it was fair, and they were really reluctant to exchange it for something precious.

But if you fight for it with your ability, it's even better.

A smile appeared on Xuan Tianji's face, whether it was the suzerain or other elders, didn't they all say that Lin Yu didn't have much cultivation?

But now, it seems to be able to see Feng Hao showing his strength.

Xuan Tianji said: "This proposal is very good. There is only one disciple of this elder, Yang Jian, but there are two quotas. Then this elder will take out this quota and give everyone a fair competition..."

"Elder Tianji is mighty!"

"Good old man..."

Hundreds of disciples cheered and jumped for joy, and then took the initiative to vacate a large open space as a competition venue.

At the same time, many disciples and elders of the Martial God Sect are also paying attention to the changes here.

Feng Hao shook his head, glanced at these hundreds of Martial God Sect disciples contemptuously, and said softly: "Whoever can bear the punch of this Keqing, this quota will belong to him..."

Wow!

The Martial God Sect disciple was shocked at the time.

Really shameless.

Can your fist be made of iron?

But those who are interested feel that there must be something strange, especially those elders who are particularly curious about Feng Hao.

In fact, they have always been brooding about Feng Hao's destruction of Lianxin Forest.

Because there is no cultivation in Feng Hao's body.

But everyone doesn't believe in this evil, they are all guessing that Feng Hao must have his unique means, and judging from Lin Yu's ruthless words just now...

His fists, that is, physical strength, may be extremely powerful.

Because, if you are not confident in your own strength, you will never dare to say that whoever can receive his punch will be considered the winner.

This is an invincible self-confidence.

Everyone in the Martial God Sect immediately looked forward to it, and even the master of the Martial God Sect was attracted because of the large number of people gathered.

He then asked the elders of the sect, and learned that Feng Hao was determined to win the quota, and he wanted to challenge hundreds of people by himself...

This heart is big enough!

but……

He likes this kind of person, domineering.

"Feng Haoran, although you are a guest, you are still a newcomer. I am Guan Ziqi, a fourth-rank Martial Sect, and I am good at defense. I will give you a punch..."

At this moment, a Martial God Sect disciple who took off his shirt came out.

The muscles on his body are knotted, like a dragon coiled around his body, and his burly and heroic posture gives people a strong visual impact.

Feng Hao glanced at Guan Ziqi, shook his head and said, "You can't, I'm afraid Keqing's fist style will make you paralyzed on the bed for a few months..."

hiss!

Martial God Sect gasps from top to bottom, this is too arrogant...

It's simply not paying attention to people at all!