"What a Fang Dou, he is simply a cunning, scheming, and scheming..."

Baizi from a certain school scolded in a low voice and accidentally swept Fang Dou's face that looked like a boy. He held the word "old" in his mouth and could no longer say it.

The situation is already very clear!’

The Gouqushan Sword Immortal Fang Dou seems to be free and easy, and it is stated that he will not participate before the war begins.

In fact, under this look of fame and fortune, there are sinister plots of hypocrites.

The other side did not show up, but sent disciples to fight for it.

Gradually, some people think that they have seen Yuan Ming among the crowd of disciples in Gouqushan, and they can confirm his identity.

For a time, all forces were deeply complaining about you. We respected you for being indifferent to fame and fortune, but now it seems that you are just a despicable villain who speaks right and wrong.

No matter how much you scold, things are already a foregone conclusion.

The Wumen took it seriously and admitted defeat in front of everyone, and said bluntly that he would never fight with Fang Dou's disciples.

What this means is that in the early years, Fang Dou had any kindness to him.

"Yuan Ming, you won this battle!"

Wumen bowed his hand and turned around and went down the sacrificial platform.

All the forces around him looked complicated when they saw him. They all knew that Yuan Ming's strength alone could not beat a finger of Wumen.

However, Yuan Ming had a good master, and Wumen had to sell him face.

It can be seen from this that Fang Dou's connections are far beyond everyone's imagination.

Wumen walked down the rooftop step by step in facing a strange look, and laughed halfway through the way.

Although he was defeated, he did not gain nothing. It was first to make the Mi Cult famous, and it was second to be able to see the Sword Immortal Fang Dou with his own eyes.

With these two gains, this trip is worth it.

The next moment, black smoke rose from Wumen, wrapped around him and turned into a black dragon, disappearing at the end of the sky.

Everyone withdrew their gaze and looked at the sacrificial platform, with a complicated expression.

Yuan Ming on the stage was the weakest defender. Logically speaking, many people had already gone up to pick peaches at this time.

However, there was no movement in the audience.

Just kidding, Wumen took the initiative to admit defeat, and he really thought there was no one behind Yuan Ming.

Gouqushan Sword Immortal Fang Dou, but he was standing next to him and staring at your back.

At this time, we must consider something. Although it is simple to defeat Yuan Ming, we must bear Fang Dou's anger in the future.

Weighing the pros and cons, it is difficult to choose!

"Why!"

The son of a famous scholar sighed, and it was beyond his expectations that Yuan Ming could succeed in challenging him.

It can be seen that the reason why Wumen took the initiative to admit defeat was not Yuan Ming, but Fang Dou's face.

The son of a famous scholar lamented that Fang Dou was prepared and was also worried about Yuan Ming.

The Hundred Schools of Thoughts have been provoked to fight. Although they have hesitated, they will not be easily frightened.

It won’t take a moment, and someone will come to the stage to challenge it immediately. Without much powerful manpower, any Baizi will be able to knock Yuan Ming down from the stage.

The only thing that made the son of the famous scholar relieved was that Fang Dou was right next to him. Even if Yuan Ming was defeated, the other party would definitely not kill him, and at most he would suffer some injuries.

Well, let Yuan Ming suffer.

The son of a famous artist nodded slightly when he thought of this.

"Master, have you expected it?"

When Hongluan saw Yuan Ming win, she was surprised at first, but then she thought about it more and more and more, she became more and more wrong.

"Just guessed some just now!"

Fang Dou looked at Yuan Ming with a playful look in his eyes. This disciple is worthy of being a candidate for the Emperor of Heaven, and he actually knows how to start using him.

He had already seen that Yuan Ming dared to appear on stage, and he must have seen the connection between the Mi Cult to Wumen and his from the spiritual rice magic.

In other words, before Yuan Ming took the stage, he was sure that he was safe and could even have a fight, so he chose to go out.

As a result, the bet won.

However, Wumen gave up the position of the sacrificial platform for Fang Dou's sake.

Nowadays, Fang has no choice but to argue. Except for him, I am afraid that everyone will think that he is behind the scenes.

Yuan Ming's move was beneficial to his reputation, but all the malicious speculations were damaged, and Fang Dou was borne by him.

"I have never suffered such a big loss in my life!"

Fang Dou took a cold breath. It seems that in the future, the master and apprentice will inevitably get intrigue and tiring!

Then he felt more and more that it was the wisest choice to release Yuan Ming from Gouqu Mountain.

"Since you want to do it alone, let me see your skills!"

Fang Dou also knew that his face was limited, and if he could persuade him to leave the Wumen, not everyone would have to give him face.

It is conceivable that there are many bold ones among the hundreds of schools of thought, and there will definitely be someone who comes forward to challenge them.

Next, let’s look at Yuan Ming’s performance.

...

"Yuan Ming, I'll challenge your Gouqu Feijian!"

A person appeared on the stage, dressed like a Christmas tree, and his whole body was covered with shiny things.

"Son of the Jian Family!"

Someone next to him gave the answer. It turned out that the Jianjia School was a school that specialized in the study of antiques, treasures, and collections.

There has always been a saying that the disciples of the Jian family are treasure hunting boys, and countless precious magic weapons are emerging one after another.

No wonder the son of the Jian family came to the stage and wanted to be covered in his whole body.

"Yuan Ming, you have had enough fun just now. Now you can go down and hand over the ring to me!"

The son of the Jian family said carelessly, "You have not reached the realm of Sword Immortal, and you can't defend this arena!"

After hearing the other party's contempt, Yuan Ming was not angry and asked with a smile, "Can you just hold on?"

"To be honest, I can!"

The son of the Jian family said confidently, "Even if you can't keep it, you can do better than you!"

"Kid, this is a battle arena, not a stage for fighting for your father. Your Sword Immortal Master can't save you!"

I thought that these words would anger Yuan Ming and make him in chaos.

However, Yuan Ming still looked at him calmly, "So much nonsense, are you not going to start?"

"Good mood!"

The son of the Jian family thought again, what's the use of high mental state and cultivation if he was not strong enough?

"Let you see that my Jian family has experienced all the real skills of Jian Jian!"

From his cuffs, various magic weapons such as lamps, staffs, and mirrors flew out. The treasure lights crisscrossed and emitted a rainbow-like light.

The level of cultivation of the Jianjia is ultimately about collecting. The more magic weapons you collect, the higher the grade, the stronger your strength.

In a few breaths, there were more than a hundred magic weapons flying out of the sleeve of the Jian family’s son.

Although there are many quantities, the quality is not vague. They are all high-quality magic weapons that are selected from one in a hundred.

It is amazing for ordinary people to practice one or two, but in the hands of the son of Jian’s family, it is like pebbles by the river.

Most people are surprised at the number of magic weapons, but some discerning people have observed that although there are many of these magic weapons, they are not at all confused under the control of the son of the Jian family, but are as neat as an army.

Yuan Ming also noticed this and his brows gradually frowned.

Sometimes, it is not that the more magic weapons, the better. One person has limited energy and cannot divide too much. Just like the previous White Emperor Sword Immortal, it can drive two sword Immortals at most, but no matter how many more, it won’t work.

However, in the hands of the son of the Jian family, the upper limit of the number of magic weapons was broken, and magic weapons were like arm envoys, which was a miracle.
Chapter completed!