As soon as this happened, the demon tribe had an excuse to intervene directly and use the so-called secret techniques.
Secondly, Shushan and others had a legitimate reason to fight back against Xue Wusuan's "unprovoked attack". They didn't even need to attack Xue Wusuan, they just had to suppress the gates of Longhu Mountain and others who had taken refuge with Xue Wusuan. Anyway, they were
I will never admit that the purpose of holding the Dao Sect Competition today is to cooperate with the demon clan.
The most important point in the whole matter is not actually Shushan Mountain Gate, but Longshan Company.
"Dong!" A melodious bell rang from the ancient mountain gate. The bell was steady and far-reaching, with a rare solemn meaning. And it rang thirty-six times in a row to welcome the arrival of each mountain gate. At the same time, it also sounded
Announced that the Dao Sect Competition will be repeated again after more than 300 years.
There are currently a total of fifty-three mountain gates registered in the Dao Sect. Except for those that cannot be found and cannot be notified, those that can be found have been found. There are thirty-one mountain gates in total. The total number of people is only 500, and some of them are following.
The elders who have come here to gain experience will never go out to fight. So if we really count, there are less than 300 people who can fight.
Jian Chen and other sect masters sat down on a high platform in order of their strength. Below the stage were six arenas with a radius of ten feet, which was the venue for this Dao sect competition.
"Today, I, Shushan, call on my fellow disciples to hold this Taoist competition. Everyone knows the rules, so I won't go into details here. The only two points I want to reiterate are: First, the stakes for this competition are all the sects.
Twenty percent of all worldly industries. If you don’t want to, it’s still too late to quit. Secondly, I hope everyone will focus on discussion and leave some discretion in your actions to avoid unnecessary casualties.” Chen Zhidong, as the leader of the Shushan Sect, this time
When he stood on the high platform, he raised his voice and said loudly to the people below.
It was fine at the front, but when he said, "Be careful with your strikes" at the back, some of the door owners who were also on the high platform burst out laughing. If you tell others to hold back, you have to go all out to defeat them, right? This is a comparison.
The fight is more like a gambling fight, and the stakes are the worldly wealth that is very necessary for each mountain gate. Who dares to keep this thing?
"Jian Chen, is what Sect Master Chen said wrong? Why are you laughing?"
A harsh voice came from Jian Chen's left side.
When he turned his head, he saw a white-faced man with one missing tooth looking at him with a sinister smile. This man was the one who spoke the question just now. It was Wu Nanfang, the sect leader of Maoshan.
"Wu Nanfang, you had a bad mouth last time and one of my teeth was knocked out by my sword. Why don't you remember it? Chen Zhidong said it was his, and I laughed at mine. What the hell do you care about? You can't stand me.
We can go to the ring later to compete. We can sign life and death certificates. What, do you dare?"
Jian Chen snorted disdainfully. Before, he could knock out the opponent's teeth. Now half a year has passed, relying on the characteristics of the magic way, his cultivation level has skyrocketed, and he can beat the opponent eight blocks. As long as the opponent dares to enter the ring, he dares
Cut off the opponent's head with one sword.
"What's wrong? You're mute? You don't dare to go to the ring with me, do you? You have so much courage to be the master of a sect? Tsk tsk, the world is going downhill. A rat is brave enough to rule a mountain sect. It's ridiculous."
Your skills are not as good as others. What can you say in response to Jian Chen's venomous tongue? He just grabbed one and asked you if you dare to fight him. If you don't dare, you are a coward and a stinky rat. But this kind of thing can be fatal.
How could he agree in a fit of anger? It would be even more tragic if he went up and died. So Wu Nanfang gritted his teeth and ignored Jian Chen. He was probably regretting why he had to talk so much just now.
Chen Zhidong couldn't stand it anymore. Jian Chen's mouth was also famous among the Taoist sect. Chen Zhidong's eyes were red as he said, looking at the mess. As an ally, Chen Zhidong felt that he had to give some advice.
"Master of the Sword Sect, please stop saying a few words. We all share the same path, so why bother?"
When Jian Chen heard this, he turned to look at Chen Zhidong and laughed loudly: "Clan Master Chen, what does this have to do with you? Comrade? Maybe it was before, but now, I, Jian Chen, don't bother to hang out with a bunch of people who like to hang out with beasts.
What do you call a comrade? Does Sect Master Chen think I am right?"