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Chapter 1268 Only send a Celestial Lord?

"I've said it countless times."

Fan Lei cast a playful glance at Taoist Linjing.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but that your head is ignorant."

"So, I won't let the muddy water flow this time, so please be blessed!"

At this time, in the distant sky, flying fairy artifacts appeared one after another.

There are shadows and shadows, there are fairy palaces and flying boats, and the scene is spectacular.

Since it was Wuding Palace who took the initiative to challenge, Mo Wuzong didn't have to hurry, just wait here to fight.

Soon, the two sides opened up battles outside the Sect.

Comparing the two sides, the number of people is about the same.

After all, Mo Wuzong was playing at home.

But this strength comparison is really a bit tragic.

There are eleven Taoists on one side and hundreds of Supremes.

On the other side are three Taoists and a dozen Supremes.

"Daoist Linjing, it's come to this point, are you still carrying it to death?"

"If I were you, I'd just surrender."

Daoist Zhi Yan, head of the Wuding Palace, deliberately Yin & Yang became angry.

"If you surrender now, I'll be in a good mood, and I might seal you an Inner Sect Elders."

As soon as this remark came out, the disciples at the Wuding Palace laughed out loud.

Ao Xiao Dao Zun and others directly provoked.

"Old man Linjing, isn't your reliance on Daoist Fanlei from the Heavenly Palace?"

"We have already seen through your cards."

"Let him get out!"

"We really want to fight against him and teach Tiangong an indelible lesson."

"Fan Lei Taoist, come out! Don't be cowardly!"

Daoist Fan Lei, who had never planned to fight from the beginning to the end, was a little confused in the face of these provocations and abuse.

What's wrong with me?

I just came to watch the excitement, and by the way, see how this Daoist Linjing died in the end.

How did the fire come to my head?

In order to clarify, he flew to the field in a hurry.

"You misunderstood, I am not his helper."

"I didn't intend to fight either."

As soon as he said this, Mo Wuzong's morale dropped to a negative number.

On the other hand, everyone in Wuding Palace looked at each other in blank dismay.

The only Daoist who was "invited" by Mo Wuzong actually chose to stand by and watch?

They suddenly felt that their opponents were too weak, they were not enjoying themselves, and could not pretend.

Taoist Aoxiao and others even deliberately provoked Taoist Fanlei.

"A coward who has been making trouble for a long time?"

"Is Tiangong just like this?"

"This is too embarrassing..."

Being so provoked by them, Fan Lei couldn't hold back his face.

After all, he is the head of the God Lei Division, a dignified second rank immortal official, and has always been decent.

What's more, the other party scolded Tiangong together.

He didn't intend to help at first, but now he really has the idea of ​​making a move.

Otherwise, fight yourself and defeat an opposite Daoist.

Then voluntarily quit, so as not to affect the final outcome, but also to rectify his name.

Thinking of this, he looked again at the Elders of Mo Wuzong.

Come on, go ahead and beg me to fight.

This time I can make an exception to fulfill your wishes, and make a condescending move.

Then, he saw Daoist Linjing nodding and bowing to Jiang Cheng, without even looking at him.

"Master Jiang, how do you think we will fight this time?"

Brother Cheng originally wanted the rest of his team to go first, and then he would go again after losing.

In that case, the effect of pretending will be a little better than Ness.

After all, the protagonist only makes his debut at critical moments.

But after thinking about it, it is obvious that they can be crushed, so why deliberately injure teammates, it is completely unnecessary.

So he drew a sword from the ring.

"Forget it, I'll fight from the beginning to the end of the level, you just stay behind and be a good cheerleader."

"Come on!"

Daoist Linjing has followed him before, and he also knows what cheerleading means.

Immediately began to give orders to let the Sect Elder and disciples retreat slowly, leaving the pretend stage to Jiang Cheng alone.

Then, he ordered the singing and dancing team to get ready.

"When Sect Leader Jiang wins, you all give me a good round of applause, do you understand?"

Not only the people in Wuding Palace opposite, but even Mo Wuzong himself twitched the corners of their mouths.

What is this for?

You are really out of your mind.

Are you really counting on a Heavenly Venerable? Can it be more outrageous?

Still ready to applaud?

Are you going to collect the corpse?

When Jiang Cheng entered the center of the venue with his sword in hand, the people in Wuding Palace couldn't understand it, but they were greatly shocked.

"Old man Linjing, what does this mean?"

"Only one Celestial Venerable will be sent out in the first round?"

"Is this to humiliate us?"

"It means we are only worthy of fighting their Heavenly Venerate?"

"Then we also sent a Tianzun to send him away."

Daoist Zhi Yan didn't know Brother Cheng at all, but since it was the first battle, he must make a good start first.

Therefore, he deliberately selected the most outstanding one from among the true disciples of the Tianzun level in Wuding Palace.

"Remember, in the first battle, we must show our spirit of indeterminate palace, and completely break their hearts!"

The true disciple who was selected originally thought that he was not qualified to play.

Now that he suddenly has the opportunity to show his face, he can perform well in front of so many Taoist priests, and he is so excited.

"Obey!"

He patted his chest and promised: "I will let him die as the head wants him to die!"

Zhiyan Taoist nodded in satisfaction.

"Go ahead and win simply."

With such a mission, the true disciple of Tianzun level flew in front of Jiang Cheng.

The two took out the challenge order almost at the same time.

Then the invisible challenge space takes shape automatically.

At this point, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

Even if one party is not injured and directly admits defeat, they will be punished by the rules of the loser.

If it is mild, it will vomit blood like a three-eyed tiger, and if it is severe, it will damage the foundation of cultivation.

"It's useless no matter how much you Mo Wuzong struggle."

The true disciple shook the sword in his hand.

"Do you think you can get away with it by sending a Celestial Venerable to play tricks on you?"

"You are unlucky to meet me, you will die a miserable death..."

Perhaps it was a rare opportunity to appear on the stage, but this disciple came up with regular trash talk.

Brother Cheng almost lost his patience.

"It's really troublesome, and we have to start with ordinary mobs."

"If this continues, when will we encounter elite monsters and bosses?"

He shook his head and swung his sword directly.

This sword is useless even in the artistic conception of the way of the sword, because there is no need for it.

Among the Heavenly Venerates of the same rank, Sect Leader Jiang is completely out of the ordinary. The basis of Xianli alone is no less than Supreme.

At this level, he can easily win with a direct A with a basic attack.

Facing the sudden turbulent attack, the true disciple hurriedly communicated with the source.

As a Celestial Venerable, he can borrow a trace of his origin.

However, as soon as his consciousness arose, the sea of ​​souls was crushed and attacked.

That's real crushing.

In front of Jiang Cheng's holy soul, the crystal soul of Tianzun was two grades behind, and he had no resistance at all.

(end of this chapter)