Urban Super Dude

regret!

At this moment, Ximen Huxiao felt extremely regretful and his expression was extremely complicated, as if he had eaten a piece of Chen Xiang.

If the opponent is Du Feiyang from the Du family in Shencheng, he still has the strength to fight.

In a real fight, with Du Feiyang's current strength, Ximen Huxiao is sure to win 50-50.

But now, the opponent is Jun Wuyou, an old Yinbi who hides his strength. Ximen Huxiao is completely desperate.

Even though he was not seriously injured now, he still had the ability to fight back, but he didn't want to fight anymore.

Because Jun Wuyou built his foundation in half a step, and after the duel just now, he was obviously stronger than himself.

If he continues to fight, he will only be more embarrassed, and Ximen Huxiao knows this very well.

Therefore, he bluntly said that he had lost and gave up on his own initiative.

"The so-called Hunyuan Divine Art is just the evolution of Hunyuan Palm. You are destined to be no match for me." At this time, Jun Wuyou took a sip of wine and smiled softly.

Ximen Huxiao had a complicated expression, stared at Jun Wuyou, and said coldly: "Who are you? I don't remember that there is a genius like you in Laojun Mountain!"

"Haha, the top ten ancient clans, the Duanmu family, my name is Duanmu Wuyou." Jun Wuyou responded with a smile.

"What, he is a member of the top ten ancient clans!"

"Aren't the ten ancient tribes forbidden to be born? It's been more than a hundred years, and I've never heard from them. Why are they coming back to the world now?"

"It is said that the ten ancient clans are restricted and cannot be born within a certain period of time. I guess the time is coming soon."

"The people of the ten ancient tribes are all cultivators. They definitely don't want to see the ancient martial arts world change, and they must be here to stop it."

"Jun Wuyou is here. Is there an old monster from the top ten ancient clans?"

"Before the rise of Su Wuji, the ancient martial arts world had always been controlled by the ten ancient clans. No matter how powerful the sect was, they had to bow to the ten ancient clans. Recalling the fear of being dominated by the ancient clans in those years, I still vividly remember it. Eyes."

"Hey, the ten ancient tribes are too powerful. I remember one thing recorded in the book. About a few hundred years ago, the ancient tribe sent a young disciple to dominate the ancient martial arts world, even if he robbed famous mountains. The daughter of the mountain owner does not dare to resist, so she can only obey, otherwise she will be destroyed."

"With the emergence of the ten major ancient clans, I'm afraid the transformation of the ancient martial arts world will not be so easy to achieve."

…

The melon-eaters in the audience were talking a lot, and everyone looked at Jun Wuyou with fear in their eyes.

"You are from the ancient tribe!"

Ximen Huxiao was shocked, then gritted his teeth and said, "People from the ancient tribe can't join the world yet, right?"

"cannot."

Jun Wuyou showed a smile, took another sip of wine, and smiled softly: "So, my name is Jun Wuyou now, Jun Wuyou from Laojun Mountain."

"snort!"

Ximen Huxiao snorted coldly, naturally understanding what Jun Wuyou meant.

As Duanmu Wuyou, he cannot appear in the arena at this moment and cannot participate in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition.

But as a disciple of Laojunshan, he has this qualification.

"Jun Wuyou."

At this time, Ximen Fengyun, who was on the high seat, looked at Jun Wuyou and said, "As the genius of Laojun Mountain, you are participating in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, and you are of the right age. There is nothing wrong with that."

"However, can you tell me, as one of the top ten geniuses among the ten ancient clans, what is the purpose of your coming to participate in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition?"

"Master Ximen."

Jun Wuyou met Ximen Fengyun's gaze, showing a rare touch of respect, and said politely: "We, the Duanmu family, just want to witness the changes in the ancient martial arts world. Please relax, Ximen family head. The Duanmu family will never interfere in the ancient martial arts world." matter."

"As for me, haha, I haven't played against my peers for a long time. I just stretch my muscles."

Jun Wuyou continued: "Originally, I planned to lose the last game, hide in the crowd, and watch the show without anyone noticing."

"However, who would have thought that among the contestants of the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, there would be a Half-Step Foundation Establishment."

Jun Wuyou smiled playfully: "I couldn't hold it back because my hands were itchy, so I won the competition. I plan to meet the geniuses in the ancient martial arts world."

The half-step foundation he mentioned was the old poison Linyuan.

"I see."

Ximen Fengyun nodded, and then asked: "Do you think you have a chance of winning? What are you going to do after winning? Is it possible to become the leader of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance?"

"I'm not interested in this position."

Jun Wuyou shook his head, then took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Master Ximen, please rest assured that I will not enter the finals. No matter whether I win or lose, I will quit if I play another game. However, the probability of me losing should not be high. hehe."

"good."

Ximen Fengyun was slightly satisfied with this answer, and then he changed his tone and asked a little more profoundly: "Did you come alone this time? Did your father Duanmuwu follow you?"

"My grandpa is on his way and will arrive at Wudang Ancient Town soon."

Jun Wuyou smiled and said: "The transformation of the ancient martial arts world is a big event. People from the ten major ancient tribes want to see it."

"That's it."

When Ximen Fengyun heard this, he smiled bitterly in his heart. He had already guessed this.

After a pause for a few seconds, Ximen Fengyun looked at Ximen Huxiao and said calmly: "Ximen Huxiao, please go down. The outcome of this competition has been decided."

"Yes, ancestor."

Ximen Huxiao agreed respectfully, and at the same time his eyes fell on Su Yang, and said angrily: "Su Yang, did you already know that Jun Wuyou was hiding his strength, so you agreed to my proposal?"

"oh?"

Jun Wuyou, who was next to him, also cast his eyes on Su Yang, obviously wanting to know the answer.

He was so confident in his hidden methods that he couldn't detect it even at the peak of foundation building. How could Su Yang, who was at the ninth level of Qi training, be able to detect it?

Su Yang was fearless and said coldly: "So what, you are responsible for all this!"

"you!"

Ximen Huxiao was furious and said in a deep voice: "You bitch, just wait for me!"

"Queen of the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, I will definitely kill you with my own hands and reduce you to ashes!"

"hehe!"

Unexpectedly, Su Yang raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Why wait until the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition is over? We can settle it now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yang's eyes turned cold, and a terrifying spiritual energy wave emitted from his body.

Whoosh!

After using So Far, Su Yang appeared on the ring the next moment.

While his body was moving, he thought, and the Sky Sword was already in his hand.

at this time.

Su Yang stood on the stage with the Sky Sword in hand, and said with a serious face: "Ximen Huxiao, I said before that you will die today!"

"A man should do what he says. Now, I'm here to fulfill what I said before!"

After saying that, Su Yang's figure flickered, and he used the reincarnation conception of the Baishi Reincarnation Fist on the Sky Sword, with overwhelming power.

"You...what are you going to do...poof!"

After approaching Ximen Huxiao, Su Yang slashed out with his sword, and the Cang Qiong Sword instantly cut through Ximen Huxiao's throat.

Bright red blood spurted out instantly, and the whole place was in an uproar...