Super Urban Master

Chen Yanran.

She smiled and smiled slightly.

It turns out that my mother's name is Chen Yanran and my father's name is Li Xiucai.

I finally understand why I am named Chen Kunlun. It turns out that I have my mother's last name.

I also want to ask her what Li Xiucai is called, so that I can search after returning to the hot summer, but her surging palm has pushed me away, and I am moving away from the dungeon at a rapid speed.

I vaguely saw that she was forming a seal on her hands, her expression was solemn and her body was struggling.

Obviously, she is suffering from inhuman suffering.

She left the best side to me, but suffered the suffering alone.

"Mother, I will definitely let you see the sky again, and I won't be able to sleep you in these nine-day dungeon!"

When her image disappeared before my eyes, I swear in my heart.

In the end, I returned to the first floor of the Nine Soul Tower, the chaotic energy rose again, and the seal under my feet disappeared.

Although I didn't get much gain this time, I was extremely satisfied.

I met my biological mother, saw her horror and toughness, and realized her tenderness and love.

I also learned about the mysterious master Tsing Yi Xiucai who appeared in Datang. He is my biological father.

No wonder Li Xiucai predicted that the main salvation will appear after a thousand years. No wonder he will promote me as the savior. It turns out that I am his son!

Presumably all this seems to be his prophecy, but in fact it may have been created by him personally contributing to the flames.

My father Li Xiucai, he is by no means a seemingly weak ordinary scholar!

Although there seems to be no such person in the entire history, he must have an unprecedented secret.

My mother said that he paved the way for me. I have no doubt about this. Since a thousand years ago, Master Konghai took Xixia Takei back to Fusang, he started to make arrangements, maybe even earlier!

In other words, the most important thing for me at the moment is to enter the cursed forest and get what he left for me.

I had doubts before, whether I was the so-called savior. But I now firmly believe that I am, because my dad personally pushed me to this point.

After I figured it out, my whole body suddenly became clear. Although I knew the danger ahead, I also gained a lot of confidence.

Then I pretended to stay in the Nine Soul Tower for another day, and then I walked out.

Although Sanzhi Jianghai’s funeral was a thick burial, it was actually a fame, and there were not many battles. The Xuanmen meeting continued.

This is the last item of the Xuanmen Conference, the Elders Tournament.

The previous Presbyterian Tournaments are also wonderful, but they are not fierce. After all, Dao has reached this realm, and no one will go to death for that little fame. It is basically an exhibition match, so that Xuanmen disciples can see the power of the sky, the air of a saint.

However, this year is different, the great elder Sanzhi Jianghai is dead.

The number of elders in the elders' pavilion is vacant, and the five members of the elders' pavilion need to be added.

Therefore, this elders competition will be fierce and diverse. You must know that the status of the elders of the elders is extremely lofty, and you can walk sideways in Fusang.

In today's age, Xuanmen is not simply a Xuanmen, but also involves many other secular families, so it is certain that many masters will seize this opportunity.

In particular, the left and the right will go all out and will not give up seats in the elders' pavilion.

According to Master Shine, among the five elders in the Elder Pavilion, the elder named Shinichi Mitsui is actually a rightist undercover.

If the rightists can place another elder into the elders' pavilion, it will really be enough to shake the foundation of Fusang's leftists.

And this is also the task I must complete to participate in the Presbyterian Tournament!

Two days ago, I was not sure to win confidence, but now I am a 130-layer Qi machine, which seems to outsiders only to practice the peak of the Qi state, but in fact it is enough to contend with the Earth Sage!

Soon, the war is about to start!

Under the attention of all the people, Fusang's major onmyojis once again gathered on the fighting platform.

They all seemed to have forgotten the news of Sanzhi Jianghai's death, and they all waved the flag and shouted in great interest.

After many screenings, there were a total of eleven contestants. In fact, there were only ten contestants. I made up for it right away.

When I stood on the ring, there was an uproar from the audience.

"Then, isn't that Orange Road Wind?"

"He is also eligible to participate in the Elders Tournament? He uttered wild words before, I thought he was just saying it casually."

"Shhh, keep your voice down. That kid is an elite champion after all. Now that he is so talented, he can't provoke him."

"This kid really doesn't know how high the sky is, he really thinks he is so good, he can blend in with the elders, I hope he can be crushed severely!"

...

There was a sound of discussion, and it seemed that Fusang Onmyoji had a deep hatred for Orange Daofeng.

In fact, even the rogue dude Orange Daofeng didn't have so much hatred at the beginning. It was really that after I got into his body, I acted too shockingly and inviting jealousy.

Ju Daofeng's status is revered, and he is the grandson of the head of Shintoism. This should be enviable, but he is just a waste, which has become the laughingstock of Xuanmen.

But just such a trash has changed, and he has become the first genius in Fusang Xuanmen history. Can this not arouse the envy of others?

So almost most of the people present were expecting and waiting in their hearts at this time, waiting for the reality to slap me hard and slap me off the clouds.

In the face of countless strange mocking eyes, I was unmoved.

Today, I am going to blind their dogs.

The tall beautiful host stepped onto the ring and announced the rules of the first round of the Presbyterian Tournament.

The rules for the first round are simple, knockout.

The eleven onmyojis entered the ring, no matter what method they used, the three who fell out of the ring first were eliminated, and the remaining eight entered the next round.

With the whistle, the game began immediately.

One by one, the Onmyojis immediately exploded the Qi machine without reservation, and all the means came out.

Some people summoned the Li Guigui Emperor, some people took out the enviable ancient magic weapon, and some people released the elaborately refined Flying Zombie King.

Of course there were a few people who didn't move, and just stood quietly.

These people are almost all saints, and a saintly spirit is enough for them to stand on the ring without moving.

Of course, there is also me.

I didn't offer any means to stand up for power, and I didn't even explode the air, so I sat cross-legged quietly.

"Look, look at that boy Orange Daofeng, why doesn't he move?"

"Is it dumbfounded? I noticed the other masters and gave up?"

"It's ridiculous, I can do it too."

...

Amidst the discussion, several onmyojis have moved.

They obviously had a layout before the game and worked out their tactics.

There are a total of four Saint Onmyojis on the field. No one dares to mess with those four, which basically means automatic promotion.

And there are three very strong Heavenly Grand Masters who have obviously negotiated, and they just hold a group.

When these three Heavenly Grand Masters joined forces, they were really devastating without provoke the saints.

Soon, the three of them had their own magical powers, and the two contestants blasted away.

When the two were eliminated, they pointed the finger at me.

It can be seen that they wanted to choose me from the beginning, but because of my status, they didn't choose me.

But at the last step, there were no soft persimmons on the spot, and they decided to eliminate me.

"Dao Feng, you should step down by yourself, so as not to be embarrassed, we have given you enough face." The great master in the trio said to me.

"Hit him!"

"Let him know his gap!"

When the audience saw this scene, they began to booze.

And I said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, show your true ability!"

"Then you are welcome, I will satisfy you!"

A great master with blood python tattoos all over his body slammed out, blasted out with a punch, the fist became reckless, and an angry python bit at me with his mouth open.

The audience was silent, gloating one by one, thinking that I was going to be swallowed by a giant python.

And I was as steady as Mount Tai. When this air python came to me, I raised my hand and lightly touched it at seven inches, and the snake dispersed instantly.

"Please don't waste my time, let the three of you go together!" I said lightly.