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"This is a disciple from Zixi Zong? You should know some. Zixi Zong has no grudge against us. He insists on fighting against our Zongmen disciples. You will accomplish him."

Sect Master Dai Tiangao faced Yang Xiadao after Yang Xia came.

"Oh? It turned out to be the apprentice of Zixi Sect, disrespectful and disrespectful." Yang Xia said to Ye Tian and Murongyue after he heard the words of his patriarch. But his eyes were full of disdain.

Indeed, the Zixi Sect, he naturally knows, is a sect that was founded by an apprentice of an emperor without question, a first-class sect, and among the sect, not even an emperor has cultivated it. He has challenged himself without question for a hundred years. Every time he returned to Zongmen like frosted eggplant, he never won his master of Zongmen disciple. Over time, among the younger generation of Wuwenzong, Zixizong's challenge was to become a joke.

This time, Zixi Zong came to challenge Wuwen Zong again? Moreover, the disciples sent are just the most important thing of the Great Saint. Compared with the former disciples, are they worse? Isn't it a shame to challenge yourself?

No wonder the Sect Master let himself come, and indeed, he is a warrior with three sages, and it is more than enough to deal with a disciple of Zixi Sect with one sage, and he does not need the demon brothers in the sect.

"How about this younger brother?" Yang Xia continued to ask. Ye Tian's cultivation practice is the most important thing of the Great Saint, and Yang Xia is regarded as the younger brother by default.

Ye Tian frowned, and gave Yang Xia a slight glance. Then said to Murong Yue.

"Murong Yue, you fight him."

"Yes, Master." Murongyue nodded, then came out from behind Ye Tian, ​​walked in front of Yang Xia, saluted Yang Xia, slowly said, "Brother, please."

"Mr. Ye Tian, ​​what do you mean?" Dai Tiangao asked a little puzzled when he saw Ye Tian calling his maid.

"The meaning of the son is obvious. This Yang Xia is not worthy of the son's shot, so I will replace the son." Murong Yue answered for Ye Tian.

"Oh, you aren't even the Great Saint, but a spiritual warrior. You want to fight for your son, are you sure?" Dai Tiangao, the sect master of Wuwen, almost wanted to laugh when he heard Murongyue's words.

Murongyue followed Ye Tian's side. After some of Ye Tian's instructions, he had already stepped into the realm of spiritual respect. However, even so, Dai Tiangao is still despised.

A spiritual warrior, Yang Xia, who is challenging the great sage of his own ancestors, is this not death? The battle has not yet started. When it comes, Dai Tiangao, the suzerain, feels that this competition is no longer necessary, because Murongyue has lost.

Yang Xia thinks so.

He was very dissatisfied with Ye Tian sending a maid to fight against himself, and at the same time despised Ye Tian.

He felt that Ye Tian was greedy for life and feared death, and feared losing or being injured in the decisive battle with himself, so he sent a maid to come. On the one hand, he will not lose face, on the other hand, he will not have any impact on him if he is injured. After all, isn't he injured?

However, such behavior is really despising. I don't know how to cultivate to the Great Saint.

"Naturally yes."

Murongyue saw a slight contempt in Yang Xia's eyes, no care, nodded. Following Ye Tian for some time, Murongyue also had a calm temperament, calmed down and would not easily be angry.

"Ye Tian, ​​right? Are you sure you want your maid to fight me? To be honest, it's not to despise you, but, the manly husband has to be a little bit responsible. How can he give it to a maid? You Let's fight by ourselves."

Yang Xia glanced at Murongyue, this beautiful and charming woman, and she finally felt that she would not be able to bear it when she waited for the beauty.

He even wanted to fight against Ye Tian and defeat Ye Tian.

"You defeat my maid first, then talk about it." Ye Tian said lightly.

"you"

Yang Xia saw that Ye Tian was still a tortoise turtle, and he was really angry at heart. For the timid warrior, he despised it most.

However, if Ye Tian does not play, he is helpless.

So, is it true to fight Ye Tian's maid next? Yang Xia looked at his own lord Dai Tiangao, waiting for the lord's instructions.

"Yes, Yang Xia, you can tell Ye Tiangong's maid. Don't be careful, don't hurt the other party, okay? Wait until after pointing Ye Tiangong's maid, and then discuss with Ye Tiangong." No question Sect's lord Dai Tiangao said slowly.

"Yes, Sect Master." Yang Xia nodded when he heard his own Sect Master's words, then stretched out his hand and pointed to Murong Yue, "Please."

"please!"

Murongyue also extended his hand and waved.

Ok?

Seeing Murongyue did not take the initiative to take the initiative, Yang Xia's eyes flashed a little angry. As a great saint and triple warrior, if he pointed to a spiritual warrior, he would have to shoot his own first and spread it. He didn't have any face.

Why doesn't the other person have any eyesight? Don't you know, do you shoot yourself?

Where did he know that Murongyue was a little flustered in himself.

Although she said aloud, she wanted to replace Ye Tian and Yang Xia in a battle, only to meet the intentions she also grieved. However, she is a spiritual warrior and really wants to learn from Yang Xia, a great holy warrior.

In her heart, Ye Tian will help her. However, until now, Ye Tian has no movement, making her wonder whether Ye Tian really ignored him and let him directly deal with Yang Xia? If this is really the case, it's bad.

"Relax your mind and try your best."

When she was anxious, Ye Tian finally whispered to her in secret.

Murongyue, after hearing her son’s voice, was originally very happy, and felt that Ye Tian was likely to teach her some peerless moves, but when Ye Tian’s eight words were passed to her, she The smile on the face suddenly solidified, like frosted eggplant.

Yes, these eight words have not been said, what is the difference? Anyway, Murongyue didn't get any hints, it didn't help her any.

The son might as well encourage me, Murong Yue secretly said.

"This girl, get shot!"

Yang Xia finally couldn't help making a noise when he saw that Murong Yue hadn't shot for a long time.

"Still, it's you first."

Murong Yue bite.

Let yourself go first? How could you, a spiritual warrior, get rid of the stuff, and get the axe in front of the Great Paladin.

"Yang Xia, let's go first, anyway, it's also to point her, whoever shoots first is the same."

When the two men were in a stalemate, Dai Tiangao, the suzerain of the unrequested sect, said slowly.

"Yes, Sovereign."

Yang Xia nodded, then clenched her fist at Murong Yue Edition, "Girl, offended!"

Say, Yang Xia directly shot.

He is not a mother-in-law, since he wants to get his own shot first, then he is naturally neat and straightforward.

Yang Xia's shot is a simple punch. This punch is only one-thousandth of Yang Xia's strength, which is equivalent to a blow from Lingzun Peak Martial Artist. And when he punches, he has been tightly controlled With the power in his fist, once Murong Yue couldn't stop him, he could withdraw his power at any time, so as not to hurt Murong Yue.

After Murongyue saw Yang Xia punching himself, he was a little flustered in his heart. The furious fist, like a tornado, was blowing towards him, and the violent winds around him were ringing, and they had not yet come to himself, a strong pressure. It descended on himself, the space around him solidified, and he could hardly move.

What should I do? Murongyue was in a hurry.

At this moment, she lost her panic.

However, in a panic, she remembered what Ye Tian said to her before the competition, relax her mind, and try her best.

After thinking of this, she gradually calmed her mind and calmed her panic. She faced Yang Xia's fist, took a deep breath, and then mobilized all her strength. She decided to do her best Give it a try, and the result is not important. Anyway, Ye Tian is here, Murong Yue doesn't believe that the son will watch him hurt by Yang Xia.

Murongyue stretched out his palm and slowly patted Yang Xia, decided to catch Yang Xia's fist with his palm.

She did not use any martial arts, because, after she calmed her heart and recalled her bit by bit around Ye Tian, ​​she felt that martial arts were important, but strength was more important, and the control of force was more important.

A palm shot to Yang Xia.

Yang Xia saw Murong Yue patting her soft palm, and a slight contempt flashed in her eyes. With such a weak force, she could kill her directly with this punch.

He decided that when his fist really attacked Murongyue, he must withdraw some of his strength. However, soon he did not think so.

When Murongyue's palm touched his fist, he immediately felt a powerful force, like the rough sea, containing the world, the soft power of shock, rising from the ground like a dip in the sky. He fixed his body.

Yang Xia, the great paladin, found that under Murong’s palm, he couldn’t move. The power of the opponent’s palm was so wonderful, there were many Taos circulating, even the power of his great saint could not compete. .

Murongyue discovered his palm, the powerful power contained in it, and the other party was obviously a great sage, but compared to himself, it was still a little worse. Murongyue stretched out his hand again, and more surprised happened. The other party's body flew out directly, and fell heavily on the wall of the Wuwen Temple, leaving a deep gravure, and then Yang Xia was like a dead dog. , Falling to the ground.

what!

This, how is this possible. Dai Tiangao, the suzerainist of the Unrequested Sect, was unbelievable after seeing this scene.

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