As soon as the word "kill" was uttered, the masters of the three major families rushed towards the people of Yuanqi Sect and Dongchuan Sect as if they were crazy.
In an instant, the true energy surged in all directions, and streams of light shot out. The first to be unlucky were the disciples in the Yuanqi Sect and below the Nascent Soul stage, who were killed and injured within a few breaths.
Zhu Peng gritted his teeth, this was not a fight, it was clearly a one-sided massacre!
At the critical moment, a voice called "Stop!" suddenly came from far away. The voice was full of strong pressure.
Everyone was shocked and secretly said: "He is a master at the end of the Tribulation!"
Turning around and looking around, he saw a group of people coming from the city, led by a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar, followed by Zuo Qing and Zhao Waner behind him.
Seeing the visitor, Qi Guanxing, who had been eating melon seeds and watching the excitement, secretly said: "This battle can't be Zhao Nantian, the owner of Shengping Island, right?"
He really guessed that the person coming was none other than Zhao Nantian. Seeing this person appear, Zhu Peng seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and hurriedly shouted: "Island Master Zhao, please save me!"
Seeing Zhao Nantian appear, the faces of the three major families suddenly looked a little ugly. After all, the three major families had a lot of property on Shengping Island. If Zhao Nantian opened his mouth to make peace, they would not dare not give him the face.
Zhao Nantian came closer and raised his hands to the surrounding people: "Everyone, Zhao has heard a little bit about your affairs. Although this is outside the city, it is still on my Shengping Island. If such a big fight is made, wouldn't it be ruined?
What are the rules of our Shengping Island?"
Zhao Qingfeng said in a deep voice: "Island Master Zhao, are you going to stand up for Yuanqi Sect and Dongchuan Sect?"
Zhao Nantian shook his head and said with a smile: "No, no. Shengping Island has always been neutral and will not side with any of you. The reason why I stood up is because I don't want to see corpses littering the fields and rivers of blood on my Shengping Island.
So Zhao has a suggestion, please consider it."
Zhu Peng cupped his fists and said, "Island Master, please speak."
Zhao Nantian sighed: "Since it is a grudge between the Zhao family and the Dongchuan Gate, why do you need to involve so many people. In my opinion, it is better to let them resolve it themselves."
As soon as he said these words, the faces of the three masters were happy, but the expressions of Zhu Peng and Tang Shisan changed, and they secretly said: "What do you mean by this?!"
But the next second I heard Zhao Nantian continue: "But in order to reduce unnecessary casualties, how about you two try another way?"
Tan Sihai asked in confusion: "Island Master Zhao, what exactly do you want to say?"
Zhao Nantian smiled slightly: "You might as well send a few people each to come out, win two out of three games, or win three out of five. In a fair competition, if Dongchuan wins, this matter will be over, and the three major families will no longer pursue
Lingshi mine. On the contrary, if one of the three major families wins, Dongchuanmen will hand over two Lingshi mines and compensate Master Wuji."
Seeing that Zhao Nantian had spoken, both parties had to give some face, and after consultation, they decided to decide the outcome by winning two out of three games.
However, for the Dongchuan Sect, except for the leader, Tang Shisan, who is at the Divine Transformation stage, all Dongchuan Wubu are at the Nascent Soul stage. Moreover, in this case, Tang Shisan would not be able to play in person.
Therefore, for the sake of fairness, the cultivation level of the contestants was determined to be in the Nascent Soul stage.
After making a decision, everyone began to clear the place. This was the first time Qi Guanxing had seen such a battle. He was eating melon seeds and watching it with gusto.
It seemed that his mouth was dry after eating too many melon seeds. He took out a purple sand teapot from the storage ring, took a sip of tea at the spout, and asked the silent man next to him: "Brother, this thing Isn’t that what the origin of Sichuan Five is?”
Seeing that he was interesting, Shen Mo explained to him: "These Dongchuan Five Bu's are the five Yuan Ying stage elders of Dongchuan Sect. They are Pei Qiqi, Lu Buping, Lu Bushun, Jin Buhuan and Mu Wubu. Among them Those born in the wood genus of Immortality have the highest level of cultivation and have reached the final stage of Nascent Soul."
While the two were talking, they saw a little old man walking out of the Dongchuan Gate. Although the old man was a little stooped, he was energetic. After coming out, he hugged his fists in the direction of the three major families: "I am immortal in Xiamu, at the end of Nascent Soul. Monk, the deacon and elder of Dongchuan Gate. Please give me some advice!"
Zhao Qingfeng looked behind him. Among the people they brought this time, apart from the monks in the Tribulation Stage and the God Transformation Stage, there were really not many Nascent Soul Stage monks.
Just when he was hesitating who to send, Uncle Qing, the shopkeeper of Xiangmanlou, walked out.
"Master, how about asking the old slave to go up and meet him?"
Zhao Qingfeng nodded, and then secretly sent a message: "Lao Qing, kill him as soon as you get the chance!"
Uncle Qing nodded briefly, and then jumped in front of Mu Wuwu.
When the two players met, they didn't talk nonsense and started fighting directly. Mu Wuwu suddenly thought, and a light green flying sword shot out, drawing an arc in the air and heading towards Uncle Qing's face.
Upon seeing this, Uncle Qing raised the corners of his mouth with an unflattering expression. He stood motionless, staring at the flying sword that was getting closer and closer to him, without any intention of dodging.
Everyone was confused when they saw this, and said to themselves: "Is this old guy scared to death? He neither released his magic weapon to deal with the enemy nor dodge. Does he want to stay there and wait for death?"
The flying sword arrived in the blink of an eye. Under everyone's doubtful gazes, Uncle Qing moved. He raised his right hand and slapped the flying sword in front of him, muttering: "Let's go!"
"Bang!" The golden light flashed, and the skin on Uncle Qing's palm turned into a dazzling golden color. He slapped Mu Wuwuwu's flying sword hard, and knocked the flying sword away with a "ding" sound. go out!
Everyone took a breath of cold air when they saw this, and said in surprise: "He actually cultivates both physical and mental skills, no wonder he is so calm. Judging from his appearance, I am afraid that he has already practiced the physical training method to the point where he can enter the palace."
At this time, nothing could be more surprising than Mu Immortal. Uncle Qing's blow just now caused cracks in his flying sword. The magic weapon of his life was damaged, and his mind swayed as well. He only felt that his throat was sweet and he spurted out A mouthful of blood.
While he was stunned, Uncle Qing had already jumped in front of him, and struck his head with his golden palm.
In desperation, Mu Wuwu raised his arm to block. There was a "click" sound, and Uncle Qing chopped off his arm. However, the force of the blow from the golden palm did not diminish. After chopping off Mu Wuwu's arm, he directly hit him. On his head.
"Poof!" His brains splattered and he died on the spot. Although he was called Mu Immortal, Uncle Qing defeated him with overwhelming force.
After the corpse fell to the ground, a faint green light appeared in Mu Wuwu's Dantian, and then an illusory little man who looked the same as Mu Wuwu jumped out. Looking at Mu Wuwu's Yuanying who wanted to escape, Uncle Qing snorted coldly: "Can you run away? Die for me!"