The Immortal Lord of the Reborn City Arrives

Liu Chongyan took Lin Fan to a venue he had chartered and sat down.

Before the butt was hot, I heard Lin Fan say on the side:

"Liu Dong, you go and make arrangements, report to Professor Wan and Gu Ying, and let them also participate in the battle for a while." "

Huh?"

Liu Chongyan looked incredulous.

This time, he really didn't plan to let Lin Fan make a move, but he didn't expect him to take the initiative to ask him to report his two apprentices.

"Let's go!"

"Okay, okay!" Hearing

that the master had registered himself, Wan Huayang and Gu Ying glanced at each other, their eyes full of anticipation for the next fight.

It's like young people learning Xi martial arts, and when they just finish learning, what they want most is to find someone to compete.

Cultivators are naturally not vulgar, and after cultivating for so many days, these two apprentices naturally want to show it in front of people, which is also human nature.

In front of the rostrum, there is a huge stone table that is rectangular.

On the stone table are five ritual vessels of different shapes and colors.

Thinking about it, this should be what Liu Chongyan told him before, it is something refined by these so-called masters of the magic way.

It is also placed here to stimulate the blood of the participants in the jutsu fight, so that they can show their true strength to win the game.

It didn't take long for Ma Hao, the master of Qiyun Mountain Taoist Temple, to stand up and say something that didn't hurt the scene.

This year's Qiyun Mountain Discussion officially kicked off after a golden sound.

According to the previous statistics, the list of participants in the martial arts competition was announced on the electronic screens on both sides of the venue.

Each matchup is randomly decided by electronic draw.

Originally, there were a total of fifty people who participated in the registration, but when the names of Wan Huayang and Gu Ying appeared on the electronic screen, Li Qing was shocked.

He didn't expect that Lin Fan would actually give his nephew and sign up for the fight.

How many days has Gu Ying only practiced with him, could it be that this Mr. Xiaolin is so confident in his teachings?

Li Qing forcibly pressed Gu Ying's heart and comforted himself:

If Gu Ying's child is really in danger, I will come forward to solve it, after all, I am the host of Qiyun Mountain, and they will always give me a thin noodle.

On the rostrum opposite, in addition to Ma Hao and Li Qing sitting in the middle, there were four people sitting respectively, they were what Liu Chongyan said to Lin Fan yesterday, the masters of the three cities.

Especially the one on Ma Hao's left, with the appearance of a fairy wind bone, with a handful of goatees, a ruddy face and a smile, it is Liang Jianxiu, a master of the art in the limelight in Tianning City, Fengzhou.

As the drums sounded, the first group of contestants entered the ring.

Seeing their fighting, Lin Fan almost burst out laughing.

Where is this a martial fight, it's just a fist fight, and when I came, I still had a glimmer of hope, thinking that I could see something different.

It's no wonder that Liu Chongyan said that these four magic masters were not worried about the refining magic weapons being snatched away at all.

If everyone is competing at this level, it's really just a formality.

However, Lin Fan sneered, the biggest variable today is his two apprentices.

At this time, Gu Ying in front turned his head and looked at Lin Fan with a smug expression:

"Master, just like them, I can beat ten of them one by one."

The corners of Lin Fan's mouth trembled slightly, and he said in his heart: Passing

on your Ten Thousand Sword Technique to the teacher, let alone beating ten of them, at this level, it is not a problem to beat thirty of them at one level.

When you are successful in cultivation, you can split the mountains and slash the mountains with a sword.

Although he thought so in his heart, Lin Fan still said lightly:

"Quit impetuousness, guard against impetuousness......"

"Understand."

Gu Ying smiled, turned his head to look at the ring, and suddenly exclaimed:

"Uncle Wan, look at the electronic screen, it's your turn."

Wan Huayang patted Gu Ying on the shoulder, stood up and saluted Lin Fan:

"Master, I'm going."

Seeing that Lin Fan nodded, Wan Huayang slowly walked to the ring with his hands behind his back.

When he stood in the ring, the surrounding audience was stunned at first, followed by bursts of boos.

"Stinky old man, how old are you, and you still come to participate in the magic fight?

"Haha...... This old man seems to be also a magic weapon on the red platform, and he is a person who has half of his body in the ground, and he still comes to toss, it's really

......" Someone in the crowd seemed to recognize Wan Huayang's identity:

"He...... Isn't he Professor Wan Huayang from Qinglan Central Hospital?Am I not mistaken?"

Yes, yes, it's him, if you don't say it, I can't believe it, this old man is not good at learning Xi medicine, has he changed to cultivating Taoism?" "I

really didn't expect it to be him......"

Facing the doubts and puzzlements of the crowd, Wan Huayang just smiled indifferently and didn't take it to heart at all.

Ever since he started cultivating with Lin Fan, especially after he began to cultivate Aoki Jue, he has felt more and more that this exercise is broad and profound, and it is worth cultivating and studying for a lifetime.

During this period of cultivation, his physical functions have even recovered better than that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, which is also the strength of Aoki Jue.

"Old man, if you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy now, I can still let you go and let you leave this ring alive, otherwise you will be speechless, and don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite.

Wan Huayang glanced at the muscular man in front of him, shook his head and smiled:

"Since you have participated in this martial arts, how can you retreat when you go on stage."

If that's the case, wouldn't it be the person who lost my Wuji Gate, and let me, the hall master of the Zhenmu Hall, put his face somewhere. The

muscular man on the opposite side laughed "haha": "

Return the hall master, Wuji Gate, you are here to be funny, old man, there is a road in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell You break in, then don't blame me for being unkind."

After finishing speaking, his right fist was raised high, and a layer of dark red light was wrapped around it, and he jumped forward and attacked Wan Huayang.

"Run, old man, you're going to die.

"Someone has already fallen under his fist just now, and now I don't know whether to live or die, you old man is really stubborn. "

Alas, I don't understand the truth that I am afraid of being young and strong, and I have lived such a long time in vain. Just

when the spectators in the stands covered their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, Wan Laowei's figure moved.

"You shouldn't insult my master......

" He spread his legs slightly, put his palms together, and formed a handprint on his chest, and said:

"A thousand vines around!"

A blue light flashed, and a green vine appeared on the ground, like a snake winding and circling, shooting out sharply forward.

The muscular man didn't react, and the green vine suddenly burst up, wrapping the muscular man in mid-air into a strong knot.

Wan Huayang's right palm stretched out and pressed downward, and the green vines were like arms, throwing the muscular man in mid-air downward.

There was a loud "boom", and the muscular man was slammed to the floor, and he passed out before he could scream.

The audience was silent for an instant ......

The expression on their faces was as uncomfortable as if they had eaten flies.

This scene, is it really the thin dry old man in the ring who did it?"

"Senior brother, you fought well, insulted my master, if I kill me directly, I am not as easy to talk as my senior brother."

Gu Ying's voice came from the stands, and he was still a little indignant in his heart.

On the rostrum, Liang Jianxiu frowned, and asked in a low voice

, "Who is this person?"

Liu Xiayang, another master of the Dao of Arts, on the side, shook his head:

"I don't know, but it seems to be a doctor in Qinglan City." "

Doctor?

!" Liang Jianxiu sneered:

"This year, Qinglan City is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger! First a 'Master Lin' killed my disciple, and then another doctor cultivated into the Dao, which is really amazing.

He turned his head and said to a man in black behind him:

"What kind of Master Lin is that I asked you to check, is he here?"

The man in black bowed his head and said

, "Here, I heard that he came with the people of the Liu family in Qinglan City."

Liang Jianxiu snorted:

"What about the people of the Liu family, Liu Chongcheng is in the special combat team, and Emperor Tiangao can't control it."

This time, I will definitely let this unknown Master Lin stay in Qiyun Mountain forever. "