Chapter 169

"This guy has a lot of personality. He speaks mercilessly in front of the strong people in the king's territory. My princess appreciates this boy's character." on the high platform, Princess nine looked at the steep young figure on the challenge arena and smiled.

Xu Chang, who had been standing behind him, looked more and more gloomy after seeing the smile on the corner of Princess nine's mouth. But he saw this appreciative smile on Princess nine for the first time. What made him even more unhappy was that Princess nine's smile was for Zhuo Wen.

Bang!

Ying xueluo suddenly patted the tea table next to him, with a look of rage in his eyes. If it weren't for the rules of the quota dispute and the strong of the older generation were not allowed to shoot, now he might have been unable to help shooting the young man who didn't know the greatness of heaven and earth in the challenge arena!

"Father, I'll teach you a good lesson for you, this kid who doesn't know how to live or die." Ying Qiang's soft voice sounded slowly and came to Ying xueluo immediately.

"Qianghua, you don't need to keep your hand, and give up this boy who doesn't know the heaven and earth!" Ying xueluo looked very gloomy and said coldly with a crack in the corner of his mouth.

"That's natural. You know, this kid not only scolded your father, but also me and my sister. I'll educate the kid later." Ying Qianghua tilted his orchid finger, covered his mouth and smiled.

With that, Ying Qianghua stepped lightly on the sole of his foot, and the whole person fell on the challenge arena like a light swallow.

"Kid, if you think you have second-class spiritual power, you think you are invincible in the world? You know, the strongest Gu Xin of your city Lord's residence is not my opponent. Do you think you can defeat me when you come up?" Ying Qiang Huaju looked down at Zhuo Wen and smiled coldly.

"You male and female human demon are really confident. You know you are a soft egg. Do you think I will be afraid of you?" Zhuo Wen stood quietly and said quietly.

At this time, Zhuo Wen actively appeared in the challenge arena and became boiling again. Many people looked at Zhuo Wen's back with some doubts. They thought that the strongest ancient heart of the city Lord's mansion had been defeated. Is it not as useful to send this cultivation as the youth of ancient heart?

"It seems that the city Lord's residence has abandoned itself. Is it still holding the last glimmer of hope?"

"Although the young man has the strength of a second-class arcane master, Ying Qianghua's accomplishments have reached the level of half a step in the kingdom of King Zhao. Even a second-class arcane master is unlikely to be his opponent!"

"I really don't understand what the city Lord's residence is thinking. Gu Xin's tragic defeat has explained everything. Isn't it death to send this boy up now?"

The sound of discussion broke out under the whole stage in an instant. With the continuous expansion of the sound of discussion, countless roads suddenly threw their questioning eyes on the challenge arena, and the young figure standing quietly on the stage.

However, when the doubts from the audience rose to the highest point, some forces from the main city of Tengjia city began to refute. In this refutation, the rumors about Zhuo Wen's recent presence in Tengjia city also shook out.

"What do you guys know? Seriously, young master Zhuo Wen is the first expert of the younger generation in Tengjia city. He has a record of attacking the king of murder. Can those bastards who have achieved Yinluo sect do it?"

I don't know who screamed out this sentence, and the audience suddenly became silent.

Shua Shua!

After the silence, countless eyes converged on the challenge arena again, on the back of the young man. In front of him, this young boy had killed the man King Jingwu? Is this too ridiculous!

On the challenge arena, Ying Qianghua also heard what the person just said, and his feminine face was stunned for a moment, even covering his mouth and laughing.

With his orchid finger on his right hand, he pointed to Zhuo Wen and said sarcastically, "it seems that the city Lord's house is really declining. Now that you are about to lose, you have made up such absurd lies. Do you really think you can win with a few fallacies?"

When Ying Qianghua said this, the audience burst into laughter. Many people pointed at Zhuo Wen's back, but their eyes contained disdain.

Ignoring the countless sarcastic eyes under the stage and Ying Qianghua with a mocking face on the opposite side, Zhuo Wen arched his hand at the indifferent spirit Ju on the edge of the challenge arena and said faintly: "Sir, can the fight begin now?"

Lingju was stunned. He didn't expect that the young man was not afraid of a half step King Zhao martial artist. He could see that the indifferent color on the young man's face was not deliberately pretended, but from his heart.

"If you have no objection, Bidou will naturally start!" said lingju with a wave of his palm and said indifferently.

"You have a lot of courage. I don't know what kind of expression you will have when I screw off your head later?" he licked his lips and said with a grim smile.

"Boy, if you can make a move under my hand, even if you have the ability! But in my opinion, you should not make a move, so you'd better die."

Ying Qianghua sneered and suddenly stepped on the soles of his feet, and the whole person swept away. The harsh wind roared like thunder on the whole challenge arena.

When Ying Qianghua swept towards Zhuo Wen like a storm, countless people under the stage also cast their eyes on Zhuo Wen not far away. However, when they saw Zhuo Wen, their eyes showed a strange color.

Because Zhuo Wen, who was standing on the challenge arena, stood in place stupidly at this time, neither hiding nor attacking, as if the whole person was stunned.

"What's the matter with this boy? He was arrogant and arrogant just now. Why is he still motionless now? Is he scared silly?"

"It seems that he is really a boy who is strong outside but weak in the middle. Anyone can talk. But this boy's mouth is so poisonous. I'm afraid Ying Qianghua won't be merciful!"

Seeing Zhuo Wen's stupidity, there were roaring laughter and countless sarcastic comments under the stage.

But is Zhuo Wen really as scared as they say? Of course, the answer is no, but Zhuo Wen is concentrating on urging Bingyan holy talisman at this time.

After the last battle with Liucheng Shang, Zhuo Wen recognized the holy talisman mark on the back of his hand. Zhuo Wen was much more careful when launching the holy talisman. If he swaggered to use the ice inflammation holy talisman, maybe some people who knew the goods would recognize it.

Every man is innocent and bears his sin!

Once the ice burning holy talisman is exposed, I'm afraid Zhuo Wen will end up being an enemy all over the world. At that time, not only will the Zhuo family face extinction, but even it will be difficult to find a place to live.

Zhuo Wen is very clear about the attraction of the holy talisman to the strongest, so he won't expose the holy talisman of his birth until he has to.

The way to cover up the holy talisman mark on the back of his hand naturally depends on Xiaohei's help. At the moment when Zhuo Wen was stunned, Xiaohei was actually secretly casting a spell to cover up the holy talisman mark on the back of his hand.

At this moment, Ying Qianghua came to the top of Zhuo Wen's head in an instant, glanced at the young man who was still dull below, and said to himself slightly uninteresting: "I thought you could play with me for a while. Now it seems that you are just a silver gun wax head. In that case, I'll give you a ride directly!"

Speaking of this, Ying Qianghua waved his hands violently, and endless Yuan Li burst out of his body. With the continuous convergence of Yuan Li, he saw huge blood colored claws like mountains condensing behind him.

"Farewell!"

Finally, I looked at the young man below. Ying Qianghua's claws suddenly pressed down, and then the huge bloody claws suddenly poured down. The endless vigorous wind swept away in the process of its whereabouts, forming a huge tornado in the challenge arena, straight to the sky.

"Bloody claw, kill!"

Boom!

Like countless huge thunder falling, the loud noise suddenly sounded in the whole challenge arena. The invisible ripples also spread in all directions with the loud noise. Under this ripple, many martial artists under the stage flew back involuntarily.

"What a terrible power! Ying Qianghua's bloody killing is stronger than when he defeated Gu Xin just now. It seems that Zhuo Wen is dead at this time."

"It's really a mistake for the city Lord's house to send such a weak person to play. I really don't know what the ancient city Lord thinks?"

"Hey! I didn't expect that the Yinluo sect defeated the city master's residence again. Does this indicate that the strength of the Yinluo sect will surpass the city master's residence?"

After the blood claws fell, sighs rang one after another. The dispute over quota is not only related to the problem of honor, but also the problem of resource allocation.

Once a disciple enters the top 1000 in the final ranking, he will get some resources from Marquis Muqin's house as a reward.

Just after the last Yinluo sect obtained three places, one of its disciples miraculously entered the top 1000 of the yuan Qi tower and finally won the reward from Marquis Muqin's house.

This is also the reason why Yinluo sect can cultivate two banbuzhao kings.

On the high platform, Gu Yuetian tightened his hands. He didn't expect Zhuo Wen to stand in place and let Ying Qianghua attack. This kind of thing was beyond his expectation.

"Zhuo Wen, will he be all right?" Gu Yue's jade hand gently covered cherry lips, his face turned pale and trembled.

"Hey! I'm afraid this guy has more or less luck!" Gu Xin, who was seriously injured, said with a slight sigh.

He knows the power of Ying Qiang Hua's blood lifting claw. Even the low-level Lingbao diamond ring is difficult to resist!

"It's really easy? This boy is really vulnerable!" Ying Qianghua slowly fell on the challenge arena, twisted his neck and smiled.

"Ying Qianghua, your attack is really soft enough. It doesn't seem to hurt me!"

When Ying Qianghua's smile became more and more brilliant, a voice came slowly, and the smile just about to bloom on his face suddenly withered.

Suddenly turned his head, his pupils narrowed and looked at the figure walking step by step in the dust
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