Eight hundred and fortieth chapters about fighting (two)
Master Wanxiang heard from the waiter in the shop that this time it was Elder Zhang of the sect who would receive him. The sect leader had other important matters, but why was Zhang Ming so confident?
"Master, the sect master is not here."
Li Yan also answered seriously.
"Well, little friend Zhang, you'd better think about it. This matter may not be that simple."
The last sentence of Master Wanxiang has already adopted the method of sound transmission. "Longhua Temple" is located in the Holy Demon City, and he is basically familiar with the situation of the large and small sects here.
Jiao Wuxing in front saw that after he told the time, Su Yuan and others immediately stopped him. He snorted in his heart and spoke again.
"It is rare to find such a decisive person among human monks. How about we meet at Mount Everest tomorrow at 9 o'clock?"
Li Yan just asked him for the time without agreeing, but Jiao Wuxing pretended that the other party had already agreed and immediately asked for the time.
"Elder Zhang did not promise you a competition tomorrow, but you have plenty of time to prepare. We..."
After Su Yuan also swallowed the elixir, the blood and qi in his body no longer surged, and he was able to speak normally.
He was afraid that Li Yan would agree directly without knowing it, and quickly spoke from behind.
But before he finished speaking, Li Yan gently raised his hand to stop his subsequent words.
"It's okay tomorrow at 9 o'clock, but I have a condition. If the condition is met, then it will be no problem."
Li Yan has been observing the other party. After the other party lost face, his abnormal calmness exceeded his prediction.
"This person has a very deep conscience and never mentioned the injury he had just received from me. The more this kind of person is, the stronger his desire for revenge.
But the resentment and hatred in his eyes are not concealed at all, which makes people mistakenly think that he is someone who cannot hide his thoughts, and they will believe every word he says now."
Li Yan kept guessing in his mind the other intentions contained in the other party's words.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, please speak!"
Jiao Wuxing said coldly, his hatred not softening at all.
"Oh, it depends on whether Master Wanxiang is willing?"
When Li Yan spoke, he looked at Master Wanxiang on one side. Jiao Wuxing was stunned. Master Wanxiang was slightly delayed, but he immediately understood something and clasped his hands together.
"Amitabha, Zhang Xiaoyou, and the poor monk are actually in trouble..."
"Master, I won't believe this Taoist Jiao's promise of fighting. After winning or losing, what will happen if everything is not counted?
When I first arrived here, the people and the land were sparse, so if Master Wanxiang can be a bystander tomorrow, at least someone will know the true result.
Of course, Fellow Daoist Jiao can also find other fellow Daoists to watch the fight."
Li Yan's meaning has been very clear. He does not believe the other party and needs someone to watch and testify. These people do not necessarily have to make the so-called verdict, but they can spread the results.
At that time, even if the "Ghost Dragon Tribe" wants to deny it, it cannot be summed up in one word.
Everything is great The teacher looked troubled. In fact, Elder Zhang's request was not too excessive. He did not ask him to be the one to make the decision, he just asked him to watch.
What's more, "Longhua Temple" is not afraid of the "Ghost Dragon Clan", so it doesn't mean it will embarrass him.
When Jiao Wuxing saw Master Wanxiang was silent, he immediately spoke loudly.
"Master Wanxiang, this fellow Daoist Zhang is of the same lineage as your human race. Since he doesn't believe in my 'Ghost Dragon Clan', why doesn't Master show the beauty of a man?"
He didn't take Zhang Ming's request seriously. In his heart, the other party was already a dead person. So what would happen if he found more people?
It would be better if other golden elixirs from "Falling Star Valley" could come with him and kill them all by then. However, he was so humiliated that he no longer wanted to wait any longer. The sooner he could kill them, the better.
It would be good for Zhang Ming to invite people to watch the battle. When the time comes, he will let others know the ruthlessness of the "Ghost Dragon Clan" and shock everyone. From this point of view, he is even more happy.
At this time, the people around him were already quite interested, and many of the golden elixir monks who were watching had even asked.
"I have nothing to do tomorrow, can you go over and watch the battle?"
"Old ghost Ning, why are you joining in the fun? Didn't you just say you were going to attend the auction of the 'All Things Sect' tomorrow..."
"That's it, don't get involved in the war randomly. Jiang has really had nothing to do these days. Fellow Taoists, can I go over and watch the battle tomorrow?"
"I have a good reputation and am fair. You can ask me about it. I'm not as good as..."
Master Wanxiang here is still thinking about it, but many people around him have expressed their willingness to watch the battle, and they all risked their lives.
Being able to watch monks fight is an excellent way to quickly improve your understanding, but this kind of opportunity will never come up. Even if you encounter it in other places, you should stay as far away as possible.
However, they also know that they are not friends of both parties, and the chance of this kind of thing causing outsiders to watch the battle is very small, and it is just a matter of shouting.
At this time, Li Yan also began to transmit messages to Master Wanxiang, explaining the cause of the conflict between "Luo Xing Valley" and the "Ghost Dragon Clan".
If this matter is not explained clearly, Monk Wanxiang will not intervene rashly.
After hearing that the two conflicts were over the exchange with the "Holy Demon Palace", Master Wanxiang was surprised at first. He did not expect that "Luo Xing Valley" would dare to pull teeth from the tiger's mouth.
The "Ghost Dragon Tribe" is also notoriously difficult to deal with.
After thinking about it for a while, Wanxiang finally spoke slowly.
"In this case, the poor monk will go there tomorrow. I hope you two Tan Yue can stop it, Amitabha!"
While reciting the Buddha's name, he bowed slightly and saluted the two of them.
"Then that's it, Fellow Daoist Zhang!"
Seeing this, Jiao Wuxing stopped staying for a moment, glanced at Li Yan, and turned around to leave.
"Thank you, Master!"
Li Yan also returned the favor to Master Wanxiang.
"Tomorrow the poor monk will invite a few more fellow Taoists to watch the battle!"
Master Wanxiang once again switched to sound transmission, and after saying this, he walked away slowly. ??
"Master is indeed kind to others!"
Li Yan was thinking in his heart that the other party's message when he left was to tell him that he would find a few more monks he trusted to come with him to observe and provide evidence.
"Deacon Su is going back to recover from his injuries. Please don't say any more about the rest of the matter."
After glancing at the two deacons behind who were hesitant to speak, Li Yan walked straight through the store to the back, not wanting to talk to them anymore. Now he had the ability to drive away those who blocked the sunlight.
When the sky brightened the next day, three figures left the shop and headed west along the city.
One night later, after using the best elixir with Li Yan's permission, Su Yuan's injuries were almost healed.
Since no one could be killed in the city, Jiao Wuxing wanted him to suffer a flesh-and-blood meal, so he kept some caution in his approach.
Li Yan took these two people with him, but Su Yuan and Xie Tongyi ran over early in the morning and offered to guide Li Yan.
Li Yan knew that they still didn't want to wait anxiously for the results in the store, so he agreed after thinking about it.
These two people are not going to die. With Master Wanxiang and the others around, even if the other party wants to kill them, there is nothing they can do.
"Mount Everest" is more than 500 miles westward in "Holy Demon City". After leaving the main city area, the few of them were able to control the flying magic weapon and flew all the way there.
A journey of more than five hundred miles is not too far for a foundation-building monk.
When Li Yan and the others stepped onto the top of the mountain, they saw that the top of the mountain had been flattened and turned into a huge platform that was more than ten miles wide and twenty miles long.
The platform was empty, with only a three-hundred-foot-sized open space left on the eastern edge. Behind the open space, a row of houses were built along the cliff.
At this moment, there are ten demon guards standing in the open space holding guns. They are the guards here and the ones who will activate the protective formation during the fight.
Standing next to the Demon Guards were seven monks, three of whom were dressed in uniform black clothing, and among them was Jiao Wuxing.
Just as Li Yan was falling, Su Yuan said quickly.
"Elder, Jiao Wuxing really has a wrong mind.
The old man next to him who is also wearing the costume of the 'Ghost Dragon Clan' is their great elder 'Old Dragon Dragon'.
He is a strong person in the false infant realm, and it is said that he is about to enter the realm of turning a dragon into a dragon. By then, he will have completed the birth of an infant.
The woman beside 'Old Man Longjiao' is Xiye, the elder of the Ghost Dragon Clan, 'Ghost Faced Feiyan', whose cultivation in the later stage of Jindan is much more powerful than Jiao Wuxing's cultivation.
Of the remaining four people, I only know two of them, one of them is the ‘Blue Water Crocodile Tribe’ The clan leader is in the late Golden Core stage; the other person is the third elder of the ‘Si-ermi Ape Clan’, who is in the middle Golden Core stage.”
Su Yuan signaled to the other two people at the same time, one of them was middle-aged, wearing a green robe, with an unusually thick body, and a long horse face that looked very ferocious.
The other person is an old man, half rickety at the waist, with a goatee on his chin, and a pair of small eyes that shine brightly, resembling an ape.
Li Yan just glanced at the last two people. They were both Golden Core monks. He could tell at a glance that they were foreign monks. As for their true identities, he had no idea.
Li Yan was not interested in this at all. The other party's visitors were just watching the game. If they wanted to play, he had to agree to it.
Just when Li Yan and the others appeared, everyone, including the Demon Guards, turned their attention to them.
"He is the only one who comes to Falling Star Valley!"
These people invariably thought of the people they were whispering about before that the other party would come over to help.
After listening to Jiao Wuxing talk about yesterday's incident again, everyone basically thought that at least two golden elixirs would come to "Luo Xing Valley", but the reality was beyond everyone's expectations.
But none of them spoke. They just watched the three of them land quietly. They said cruel words as soon as the other party appeared. That is what people who have no confidence in their hearts would do.
It's better to keep your true anger in your heart, but it's better to kill it.
The great elder of the "Ghost Dragon Tribe" has black lines on his face, which are easily reminiscent of the mosquitoes on a python.
He was holding a dragon-head crutch in his hand, and his lifeless eyes looked up and down at Li Yan. After clearing up Li Yan's cultivation level, he closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.
At the same time, the voice of 'Old Man Longjiao' sounded in Jiao Wuxing's mind.
"You were actually injured by such a human monk? I told you a long time ago not to go to the land of flowers and willows in the city all day long and waste your practice!"
After Jiao Wuxing heard this, his expression did not change, but his eyes flashed a few times.
This great elder was extremely powerful, arbitrary, and extremely vicious. He didn't want to make any more excuses, lest he go back and be beaten up by the other party.
Once we meet, everything will be explained.
"Oh? Wu Xing, is this person the one who hurt you? You said he might be a physical practitioner, but I think his energy and blood are only pretty good. With such a small body, you can strangle him directly if you transform into your own body.
He is the one."
Xiye, who Su Yuan called "Ghost-faced Flying Swallow", had a pair of narrow, slanting eyes, a small and upright nose, and a snow-white skin.
It's just that there are also a few fine brown lines on his face, and he wears a black tights, giving him a very enchanting look.
She did not send a message to Jiao Wuxing, but turned around and asked directly, with some obvious disdain in her tone.
If they transform into their true form, even a huge mountain can be turned into powder all over the sky in a twist.
