As these words rang out, the surrounding disciples felt their eardrums roaring, as if drums were beating in their hearts.
Chu Nan looked at the old man in Xuanyi coldly, without any fear at all, just a sneer at the corner of his mouth!
"Xiao'er, what martial arts did you use just now?"
"Jin Yuan Xuan Slash Ninth Style!" Ling Xiao already had a perverted smile in his eyes.
When the old man in Xuanyi heard this, he was slightly awestruck. Of course he knew what kind of power the ninth form of Jin Yuan Xuan Zhan had, and yet he was so seriously injured with such great power. Then, he couldn't even keep it. His principles,
All dangers must be nipped in the bud.
A sinister light flashed, "Xiao'er, watch out, grandpa will use the ninth style of Jin Yuan Xuan to avenge you!"
After the words fell, the old man in Xuanyi gathered his energy, and a golden sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. The same move was used by the great martial artist and King Wu, and it had completely two effects. The power was already suppressed like a mountain.
But Zi Meng'er still protected Chu Nan, and the old man in black clothes shouted again: "Meng'er, get out of the way, or I will be rude to you."
"Then the great elder will try to be rude to me? He has a grandfather, and I have a grandfather!" Zi Meng'er was not afraid at all, and even threatened him in return.
Sure enough, the old man in Xuanyi frowned tightly, "Zi Meng'er!"
"snort!"
"Miss Meng'er, get out of the way, I will fight with him!"
Zi Meng'er turned around and cursed: "Idiot, who do you think you are? Are you the King of Martial Arts? The Great Elder is a strong King of Martial Arts. If you want to fight, you will die as hard as you can!"
"Even if I die, I will fight!"
Zi Meng'er wanted to scold again, but when she saw Chu Nan's eyes, she couldn't help but ask: "Why?"
"I'm a man!"
"Man?" Zi Meng'er chewed it once, her heart was shaken, and she became even more angry, "Stupid, you are a stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid... If you are going to die, who am I going to bully? I haven't bullied you yet.
Oh! Besides, he doesn’t dare to kill you, so why are you in such a hurry to die?"
The old man in Xuanyi frowned and reached out to grab Zi Meng'er aside. Zi Meng'er then said with a smile, "Great Elder, Lin Yun is a genuine disciple of the Artifact Sect! Moreover, there are people behind him.
!”
"Huh...say..." Ling Xiao said sternly from the side.
Zi Meng'er smiled and said, "Ling Xiao, in terms of seniority, Lin Yun is your uncle. Do you want to be that unkind, unfilial and unfaithful person?"
"Fart." Ling Xiao cursed with foul words, but the old man in Xuanyi was about to go crazy. He planned to ignore Zi Meng'er and restrain Zi Meng'er directly, and then kill the kid.
Zi Meng'er chuckled, "Lin Yun is Third Grandpa's close disciple, isn't he your uncle?" Then she turned back and stared at the old man in Xuanyi, "Does the Great Elder still want to take his life?"
The wrinkles between the eyebrows of the old man in Xuanyi have piled up like a mountain, but Ling Xiao is saying frantically: "You are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense, how can he be the closed disciple of the third master's uncle?"
"I'm talking nonsense, then you go ask Third Grandpa, you coward!" Zi Meng'er said sarcastically.
Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and said, "What did you say? Say it again!"
"I said you were a coward!"
"Can you say that again!"
"Coward!" Zi Meng'er said with a smile on her face, "You asked me to say this, you can't blame me."
"I want...I want..." Ling Xiao's face turned red.
"What do you want?" Zi Meng'er's eyes turned cold, "You want to ask your grandfather to kill me? Coward, what are you if you're not a coward? If you can't beat someone, then ask your grandfather to kill him.
Isn’t it embarrassing to go out? Moreover, you are not only losing your face, but also the face of the Artifact Faction. How can the Artifact Faction be such a coward?"
"You... Zi Meng'er..."
"If you have talent, if you are a man, if you are not a coward, then you can practice hard and win back, right? Rely on the strength of others. To be honest, I really despise you!" Zimeng
When Er said that, he didn't look at Ling Xiao, but at the old man in Xuanyi.
These words were like one knife after another, cutting into Ling Xiao's heart, "Grandpa..."
The old man in Xuanyi also turned white and red at Zi Meng'er's words. That boy was a closed disciple of the Third Elder. He really couldn't do anything, let alone Zi Meng'er still protecting him, with the Yuan Li condensed in his hand.
The phantom sword also disappeared. He grabbed Ling Xiao and said to Chu Nan: "You are lucky today. I will let you go first. After half a year, I will let Xiaoer personally take your life!"
With that said, the old man in Xuanyi was about to leave. He took a step, but turned back and said to Zi Meng'er: "Zi Meng'er, you are Xiao'er's fiancée. Don't do anything that will bring shame to the Artifact Sect!"
After saying that, the old man in Xuanyi carried Ling Xiao and walked away through the air, leaving an angry Zi Meng'er behind, muttering: "If you want me to marry you, just dream!"
Just as Zi Meng'er finished reading, there was a thud behind her, but Chu Nan also fell down and passed out. Chu Nan was seriously injured, but just now he concentrated all his mental power to resist the release of the King of Martial Arts by the old man in Xuanyi.
As soon as the old man in Xuanyi left, Chu Nan's tense nerves suddenly relaxed and he passed out.
"Idiot, what's wrong with you?" Zi Meng'er hurriedly turned around and asked. She had a few more pills in her hand and stuffed them into Chu Nan's mouth. However, she didn't have the ability of the great elder to directly use Yuan.
There is no way to stimulate the medicinal properties, so we have to wait for the elixir to exert its medicinal properties on its own.
Zi Meng'er looked at Chu Nan's resolute face, slightly confused, but said in her mouth: "What a fool." Then, she stood up and said to the people around the competition table: "You two come up,
Take him...carry your uncle back!"
The two people who were named had bitter expressions on their faces, but they had to step onto the competition platform. Zi Meng'er pointed at the man carrying a big stone in the distance and shouted: "Have you finished running a thousand laps?"
When the man heard this, he felt even more aggrieved, but under the little witch's powerful name, he could only take steps and run forward.
One person helped Chu Nan up, and the other went to pull out the heavy sword, but when he pulled it out, he couldn't pull it out. He couldn't help but question, and then used all his energy to pull out the heavy sword.
The final result was that the epee remained motionless!
This person thought about Chu Nan picking up the heavy sword, which was as light as a wooden sword. He tried harder and harder, but still couldn't pull it out. He just said: "Miss, I can't pull out this sword!"
"Idiot, you can't pull out a sword. How do you practice?" Zi Meng'er shouted. She reached out and pulled it out, but it didn't move. She gathered her energy and pulled it out again, but it still didn't move. She thought to herself: "Could it be that?
This sword weighs a thousand pounds? I am a junior martial artist, and I can’t even pull it out?"
The man who was being scolded just now saw that Zi Meng'er couldn't pull it out, and a smile appeared on his face. Zi Meng'er saw it and shouted: "Why are you laughing? I am a girl, isn't it normal that I can't pull it out? You are
What a shame for a grown man!"
The man was speechless, and Zi Meng'er shouted to the people below: "Come up with a few more people and pull out this sword together!"
Then, a bunch of people arrived at the competition table...
(PS: The cold is a little better, but my nose is running while writing, which is uncomfortable! October has passed, and Long Yu’s performance this month is very poor; in November, let’s see how Long Yu performs!) (To be completed