There was silence in the audience, and they heard a trace of determination from Hou Zi's mouth!
No more true traditions? Just to enjoy the sword? Ignore tradition? Just to break the altar?
The faces of the real people in Sima Mansion are ashen, they are just white-eyed wolves who cannot be fed enough and are not well-raised!
The four masters Hai Wei Quan Yuan were a little moved. They found that they still underestimated this young man. Maybe he was not just a pawn?
Several real people in the Sikong Situ Mansion had mixed feelings. They were proud of the monks under their command, but also worried about the possible changes. They pressed the button for a long time but still couldn't hold it down, because there are some things that you just can't hold down.
"This thing is more courageous than me!" Yu Zhengxing was both excited and worried.
"Senior brother is a true husband!" Hai Xixi sighed as she clapped her hands.
"Old Hou, you are just worried that the world will not be in chaos." Rao Zongzhi shook his head and sighed.
"Could it be that the two masters Xu Zong secretly supported it?" Zong Qian was still planning and deliberation.
"This is my senior brother. It's a pity that I can't fight side by side with my senior brother like Yin Ling." Wang Mian recalled with emotion.
Fang Yazi was not surprised at all, "I knew it. The problem is how to wipe it this time?"
At the outermost edge of the group of monks, a hooded monk took a sip. Under some excitement, a crack in the hood was still exposed. A monk next to him glanced at it inadvertently. How come he looked a bit like Li Biejia from Sikong Mansion? In his own home, there was a gap in the hood.
Is it necessary to hide one's head and keep one's tail? He didn't dare to ask. Sikong Mansion was full of weirdos, including those next to him and those on the stage.
There is no nonsense at all, any big talk now is just a waste of time, just do it!
The whole place was in an uproar, why didn't this madman accept the position of true disciple?
This means that the juniors will decide on their own, and after the results are known, the real people will make a decision, one person, one vote, and no resorting to any tricks.
Of course, Hou Zi didn't think so either, he was full of confidence.
Not because he is modest, but because he looks down on him!
The real people from the Sima Mansion and the two royal palaces would not come forward because they knew that Zi would definitely be defeated at this time; they knew Duan Wuqian's strength well, and they defeated another constellation true disciple just a year ago.
However, neither party has publicized it.
His consciousness penetrated to Zhenren Xu of Sikong Mansion in the front row, "Uncle, at the very least, please save his life..."
Li Chuping was very angry. After hundreds of years of practice, why could he still not be able to calm down, and in the end he had to take the initiative to come back and wipe someone's butt?
There's no way, you can't just do it and watch?
Duan Wuqian also probably knew that he had mastered the Quanzhen Sect's unique body sword technique, and maybe he also had some thunder skills? It was also vague.
The four masters of Sikong and Situ's two houses remained solemnly motionless, not because they didn't want to move, but because Master Shi from Sima's house directly sent a message: Let nature take its course, and they will let nature take its course, otherwise everyone will break up and the dispute will never be peaceful.
Hou Zi probably knew that this man had at least three flying swords and an evil dragon to protect his body. This was something Li Chuping said casually, which was specious.
Shouldn't I just let this Sirius come and take his life if I refuse? You don't have to come, and you don't have to bother making excuses. I'll give you this opportunity!
Of course, Duan Wuqian didn't think so. He felt that he had a chance to win.
There was an aura of danger in the air, and the battle between them brought together almost all the most dangerous factors. They were both swordsmen who focused on explosive power, neither liked procrastination, and they knew little about the enemy.
The momentum is still rising, as if there is no end. The magic power displayed by the two people is already infinitely close to the golden elixir; Duan Wuqian, as a long-famous veteran constellation true disciple, everyone can understand that he has such strength, but Hou Zi is not capable of anything.
It is surprising that ordinary Sikong Mansion accomplices also have such strength.
Hou Tzu, with no trace of his body and sword, I am the only one who dominates, and I seek defeat alone...
With such an unknown opponent, if the outcome is determined in an instant, the chances of life and death are very high, and no one is sure of victory.
In the loud roar, the sword light dispersed, Duan Wuqian's five flying swords and his five top swordsmanship were completely ineffective, and the body shape of Hou Tsanshen sword was broken...
...On the stage, Hou Zi completely ignored the reaction of the audience. In his opinion, it was not worth mentioning!
Still full of nonsense, "I have a three-foot box with a white stone and a green edge. I have kept it for sixty years and I dare not open it lightly. No one understands my skills. The dragon is locked in the autumn mountain. I look at it all the time. The clear water is green and the hibiscus is green. The chickens are not needed."
Cutting, slaughtering dragons or when...
Duan Wuqian, five flying swords, invisible, leaping in the air, magic sound, sword prison, standing two and splitting three, body shape like a pillar, entangled by evil dragons...
Life, it can be seen that even the big brother of the constellations in the Nine True Legends is not worthy of his name, not to mention the others, change is inevitable; death, at least, can inspire the courage and bloodiness of some people.
What is needed is a fatal blow to achieve the greatest effect.
Two people, one is independent on the stage, the other is floating in the air, their momentum is constantly growing, and a life-and-death fight is imminent.
...The two people facing each other knew very well that they only had one chance. Such a close distance, such an occasion, and such an atmosphere would not allow them to fight against San Lily.
This is the root of the ancient sword vein.
The reason why Master Haiwei Quanyuan did not come forward is because life and death in sword practice battles are ordinary and are a part of a sword practitioner's life. Regardless of whether Hou Zi lives or dies, the goal has been achieved.
His real purpose is the true biography of the constellations. Can the Sima Mansion give him this position?
If you can't give it to me, I will rob it!
Those who couldn't bear two Quanzhen genius swordsmen fighting in the same room all hoped that the real people would stand up and stop them. As long as one of them stood up and used some tricks, the huge gap in realms would make the duel end without any problem. But the paradox is that there was no such thing.
A real person stepped forward.
Since victory is certain, why stop it? It would be better for such a thorn in the side to die.
For a moment, as if in a trance, the sword roared suddenly, with a long and shrill cry.
This is exactly the process they hoped for. They don't want to be in a mess like this a second time. Yanmen Quanzhen can't stand such a torment, and sooner or later it will break people's hearts.
Now, all the rhetoric is meaningless, and all the actions of the reformists are ridiculous struggles. What can they achieve by fighting verbally?
You have to see blood! You have to take your life! Only in this way can you awaken something that has been dormant in some people for a long time!
If a swordsman doesn't see blood and only cares about his life, is he still a swordsman?
As soon as he issued the challenge, before the real people could react, a figure floated up in the crowd, Duan Wuqian pointed his halberd and shouted:
"Excellent, excellent! That's exactly what I meant. The sword will separate life and death, and no one can say anything about it!"
Here, Sikong Mansion accompanies Rong Houzi to challenge Brother Duan Wuqian!"
On the other side, Duan Wuqian's eyes were sharp and he slowly walked forward. After all, he still needed to take action!
It's also very good, as far as practice is concerned, he needs such an opponent; killing the chicken to scare the monkeys will also let those restless guys understand that the so-called true transmission is not a wasted reputation.
The two men clashed with their swords, the evil dragon roared, and the two-colored black light flashed...
There was a faint sound of thunder in the inner ring of impact...
When he reappeared, Hou Zi stood as tall as a pine tree...
