Princess Sets Poison Again

Elder Tu looked down at the mountain and sea pestle in his hand, his eyes brightened.

Isn't that a great thing for him?

Elder Tu raised his eyes and smiled elderly towards Elder Yuan.

Elder Yuan frowned, and before he figured out what he meant, he saw him lift the mountain and sea pestle up high.

Elder Tu poured his own mysterious power on Shanhai Pestle, and the Shanhai Pestle emitted a dazzling golden light.

Although Elder Yuan did not know the intention of Elder Tu, he was not stupid enough to stand there waiting to be beaten.

He raised the fairy sword and stabbed at Elder Tu's chest.

The elder Tu was startled, and a string of cold sweat hung on his forehead instantly.

"Would you be so cruel?" Elder Tu cried, blocking with the mountain and sea pestle in his hand.

The golden light of the large pestle crashed into the fairy sword with a bang, and Elder Yuan was slammed away by the tremor. He retreated for dozens of meters before finally stopping.

Elder Yuan stopped and looked at the big pestle in Elder Tu's hand, so strong.

Elder Tu himself also stayed. He was not very familiar with this mountain and sea pestle. He had a sudden imagination just now. He wanted to infuse his profound power into this big pestle and tried its power, but he did not expect it to be so powerful. .

After Elder Tu slaughtered, he suddenly raised his eyes and smiled insidiously at Elder Yuan, "I'm sorry for Lao Yuan."

Elder Yuan had a bad hunch immediately, and before he thought of the countermeasures, the opposite Shan Haichu broke it down.

He was startled, and immediately lifted his sword to stop, only to hear a "bang", the fairy sword was instantly knocked out of the teeth by the mountain and sea pestle.

"You a turtle grandson!" Seeing that the fairy sword was destroyed, Elder Yuan was instantly angry, and no matter how bad the mountains and sea pestle were, he picked up the fairy sword and hacked at the elder Tu.

Elder Tu did not expect to destroy Elder Yuan's fairy sword, but he felt guilty and did not dare to attack. He blindly defended.

Elder Yuan split it twice, but he was relieved, and he did not fight. He directly took the sword and said to Beichen, "I confess."

When the elder Yuan conceded, the disciples immediately talked.

"You just lost? The Elder Tu Tu won too easily."

"Yeah, there is no winner yet."

"Did you see the artifact in Elder Tu's hand? Elder Yuan couldn't beat him."

"Isn't that artifact made by Elder Mo? It's really amazing."

Elder Tu won the game, but everyone's attention was on his artifact. All the male and female disciples looked at Mo Beichen all at once. The male disciples had admiration and awe, and the female disciples were. All with admiration and obsession.

Mo Beichen ignored the eyes of his disciples, raised his eyebrows in amazement and announced, "Elder Slaughter wins!"

Elder Tu did not expect that Elder Yuan would confess his defeat and touched his nose with a stunned gesture, a little helpless.

Elder Yuan flew back to the high platform holding the fairy sword directly, and threw the sword in front of Mo Beichen like a joke. "My sword is broken by the artifact you practiced. You have to pay me."

Elder Yuan is the smartest, and he naturally did not casually admit defeat.

He conceded for three reasons. One was that Elder Tu Haishan's mountain and sea pestle were really powerful. The other was that he didn't want to face the wine for a while, and the three naturally wanted to sacrifice a magic weapon.

Mo Beichen stared at the fairy sword that had been smashed out of the ground, and did not understand what the sword had to do with him.

Elder Tu also flew over and looked at the gaping sword very embarrassedly, "Mr. Mo, you can make it for him. I accidentally smashed it, and I will get out the materials."

Mo Beichen frowned, and sighed softly, "Speak later."

The two were overjoyed immediately, and they did not refuse directly, so they agreed.

The elders Su and Elder Feng were envious of each other and wondered if they had to find a chance to smash their weapons.

Mo Beichen glanced at the elder Tu who was sweating and frowned gently.

"Please ask the two elders to fight." Mo Beichen turned to Elder Feng and Elder Su.

Elder Feng glanced resentfully at the elder Su, flying his head to the stage with him.

"Master Feng, please advise me!" Elder Su politely arched at Elder Feng.

Elder Feng frowned at Elder Su, summoned his long sword, "Today we are only better than swords."

Elder Su's eyes flashed, but he didn't answer and just took out his own sword.

Although they both use long swords, the ranks are different. The elders are gods and the elders are immortals.

The two didn't have much nonsense, and they soon got together.

As if they had negotiated, they did not use mysterious power, each fighting a sword.

Both of them have exquisite swordsmanship. One sword moves quickly, the other has strong powers, each with its own advantages. It can be seen that the disciples below are boiling with blood.

After a cup of tea, Elder Su looked at Elder Feng breathlessly, "Brother Feng can't tell the difference if this goes on."

Elder Feng frowned, and before speaking, the elder Su over there switched to mysterious power.

Elder Feng had no choice but to follow the use of mysterious power. In fact, if there is a way to divide the victory and defeat, he is not willing to use mysterious power at all.

The two made dozens of moves again and again, dazzling white mysterious powers collided, and their eyes were as gorgeous as fireworks blooming in the night.

In fact, if we talk about mysterious power, the elder Feng ’s cultivation is higher, but the elder Su ’s equipment is better. He always likes to collect various weapons and magic weapons. Although not every one is a **** weapon, it can be compared to the elder ’s. Weapons magic weapon is much better.

Guang Bixiu is that Elder Su is naturally not an opponent of Elder Feng, so after dozens of moves, Elder Su began to use magic.

"Thunderball!" Elder Su shouted, a ball with lightning appeared on top of Elder Feng's head instantly.

Without waiting for the elder Feng to react, several thick-armed lightning bolts fell to the top of his head without warning. It was too late for him to hide.

After a crackling, Elder Feng's smooth hair turned into an explosive head completely.

"Hahahaha ..." The disciples laughed at them politely.

The dull competition started to become amused at this moment.

Elder Feng's eyes were red with anger. He was defenseless, but he did not expect to hit him.

Elder Feng squeezed the sword in his hand and glared at Elder Su with a snorkling sound. He was about to start an attack, but he heard a loud shout.

"Dragon Flame!" A flame with a flare flew towards Elder Feng in an instant.

Elder Feng frowned frantically, and immediately ducked to avoid, but was still drawn to the bottom.

"Ah!" Elder Feng screamed in pain and immediately sat down on the ground and beat, before the fire burning on his buttock was extinguished.

"Hahahaha ..." Another burst of laughter sounded.

Xiang Liyang, Bai Yihan, and Bai Ruyue all looked at their masters, and they could not bear to look away.

Elder Feng was embarrassed and unbearable, but Elder Su didn't stop, and still lost his magic weapon.

"Starlight!"

"Hematite beads!"

"Green dill bottle!"

...

Every time Elder Su lost, Elder Feng had an injury on his body, and after a while he became completely unrecognizable.

If he hadn't watched him like this, I'm afraid no one would recognize that it was the gentle elder Feng at the time.

"Hahahaha ..."

Both the disciples and the elders all smiled forward and backward, and some of them were already snoring.

The white raccoon laughed too much. I never expected that a serious uncle in the ordinary school would have such a fun side.

This magic weapon is thrown like radishes and green vegetables. He doesn't look like a contestant, but rather shows his magic weapon. This is a bit like a master's temper.

Fortunately, although Uncle Su has many magic weapons, the power is not very great, otherwise Uncle Feng may be here today.

"Ha ha ha ha ..." Elder Tu on the high platform patted the table with his thighs, and his tears burst out.

Elder Yuan also smiled and shook his head. "This old place is so abominable. Fortunately, I didn't get a group with him this time."

I remember that he was the unlucky one ten years ago. Even though there were not many magic weapons at that time, Lao Su was not much better then now, and everyone laughed for a long time.

Bu Yangzi, who has always been serious, laughed with a beard. This Lao Su is like this every year, and no one wants to be with him.

Even Mo Beichen, who had been expressionless, couldn't help but smile at this moment.

What kind of elder contest is this? It's obviously a child fight.

"Hidden water umbrella!"

Elder Su raised his hand, a water-blue flower umbrella flew over the elder Feng's head instantly, and only listening to him meditate on something, the flower umbrella opened, "click", hit the cold ice The water poured instantly from the top of the elder Feng.

Elder Feng, who became a frozen chicken, fought a cold war and was finally angry. "You have no end."

"It's coming, it's coming, there aren't a few things left." The elder Su didn't lift it, still turning the available magic weapon in his storage ring.

Elder Feng shuddered in an instant, and did not want to resist or to do anything. He threw his sword angrily to the ground, "You play slowly, I confess."

As soon as Elder Feng wanted to admit defeat, Elder Su looked up anxiously and said, "Don't, I'll admit defeat when I have finished the last few magic weapons."

There really aren't a few, so just 70 or 80.

Elder Feng glanced at the two magic weapons in his hand, only to think that his head had become bigger, "I'll give in."

Compared to dealing with these magic weapons, he felt that it was easier to admit defeat. I knew it already. When he was drawn to the same group just now, he should admit defeat directly.

Elder Feng turned to look at Mo Beichen, and when he was about to speak, he heard a voice to get ahead, "I confess!"