Chapter 1 375

Nothing else to mention, just in front of this scene, the young man in the green robe reveals an amazing talent and strong potential.

Even the giants in their sectarian circles have to be cautious.

"Hey!"

In the crowd, Song Youran and Song Yi’s two brothers and sisters clenched their fists, and their faces were pale and without the slightest blood.

On the other hand, the Qingyang son is proud of his look, and the sling is light, revealing an atmosphere of ultra-dust and refined. With this hand, he easily shocked everyone around him. The next moment, his mouth was light and his head turned to Wang Chong in the opposite crowd, showing a provocative smile.

It’s a strange thing every year. There are so many people this year, and some people have faked themselves. However, he really picked the wrong person. Are you so pretending to be so good? It’s stupid!

In an instant, there was silence around the four, and a pair of eyes quickly felt the movement of Qingyang Gongzi, and they looked at Wang Chong.

In an instant, all the pressure in the audience quickly transferred to Wang Chong, and even Song Youran and Song Yu looked at them involuntarily. If you look closely, you will find that their lips are slightly shaking.

At the beginning, the two were convinced of Wang Chong's identity, but after seeing this scene, the two could not withstand some shaking.

"No matter what you say, I believe what he said, only he is the real Qingyang son!"

Finally, Song leisurely came out and spoke to the crowd. Her look was excited and her face was red, obviously it was completely out.

Aside, Wang Chong saw this scene, and his heart was touched and a little shy, but now I can only be sorry for her. If you reveal your identity now, you don't have to doubt that Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, Xuan Yin's ancestors and Wan Gui's ancestors, all of the four sectarian powerhouses will shoot him.

Wang Chong will immediately become dangerous and will face danger at any time. The current situation has already been ruined by him.

"Little girl, don't blame me!"

Wang Chong’s mind flashed through the thoughts and quickly calmed down.

The fake Li Wei met Zhen Li, this kind of thing Wang Chong was also encountered for the first time, and even after watching three contests, Wang Chong gradually became interested in this Qingyang son.

"How? Now you can't get it!"

Qingyang Gongzi stepped forward and walked two steps.

"Haha, so I only need to command a disciple of Xuanwujing and defeat a master of the imperial martial arts. It is also a Qingyang son immediately."

Unexpectedly, Wang Chong smiled and suddenly stepped forward.

"you!"

When I heard Wang Chong’s words, Qingyang’s son suddenly felt a sigh of relief.

The gap between the realm of Emperor Wu and Xuanwu is like a gap. This is what everyone knows. So he commands a warrior of the early Xuanwu and defeats a strong man of the imperial martial arts to bring such a big shock to everyone. However, this feat fell in Wang Chongkou, understatement, and became like drinking boiled water, which made him tolerate, it was simply naked humiliation.

"Oh, let me see how much you have!"

Qingyang son glared.

This matter has already made him out of anger, and even more outrageously beyond his imagination. In the true Qingyang son of his own, and saw his own means, the other party is still so calm, this is what he never thought of. The other party is either a fool or a madman!

But no matter which kind, he absolutely does not allow the other party to let go in front of his own eyes.

"Song League Lord!"

Wang Chong pointed to the Song and Yuan, and the latter slightly bowed.

Wang Chong, this is the opposite of the Xuan Yin ancestor:

"Xuanyin ancestors, or we don't have to be so troublesome, you can directly pick an opponent of the emperor!"

"Miscellaneous stuff!"

The Xuan Yin ancestors heard this sentence, and they were so angry that they were blue and purple.

"Sneaky, you go straight!"

Xuan Yin's ancestors looked angry and directly picked out a master of the five ancestors who had the breath behind him, such as Yue Yuyuan. When they saw this warrior, everyone on the side of the qi squad exclaimed.

"This is not fair! The people of Wuzu League are too shameless!"

"In this way, Qingyang Gongzi (Wang Chong) is not lost!"

The same opponent, the opponent chosen by Xuan Yin's ancestors for Wang Chong, is much better than the one they chose.

"Oh, this is what he said. Isn't it a martial art? If you want to prove yourself, I believe that this difficulty will not stop him!"

Xuan Yin's ancestors chilled out.

Opposite, a famous disciple of the Zhengqi League has smothered it. However, in the face of Xuan Yin's ancestors, the people had to forcibly endure, but those who ran to the northwest to compete for the great Luo Xianxian's idle martial arts, screaming and whispering, for the practice of Xuan Yin's ancestors, quite despise.

Although the sneaky sorcerer is a master of the imperial martial arts, everyone in the sectarian world knows that he has cultivated a set of skillful "devil ghosts". With this set of exercises, he can continue from the depths of the earth. Take all kinds of yin to turbidity.

Moreover, once he exerts martial arts, there will be a misty mist around the body. As soon as he enters this range, the body's suffocation will inevitably be disturbed. This is true of the warriors of the Emperor Wujing, not to mention the Xuanwujing.

Only by this point, there will be no chance of winning in the right side.

"It seems that Xuan Yin's ancestors are staring at the kid. If you want to kill it, then you will come up with this method."

A idle warrior watching the battle on the side down the voice.

"Xuanyin ancestors, since they have already been selected, there is no need to waste time. We will quickly start, let's start directly!"

At this time, Wang Chong carried his hands and looked at the opposite face of the Xuan Yin ancestors, a face from the channel.

"Hey!"

Zheng Yuanyi, the master of Zhengqi, was also prepared to step forward to let Xuanyin's ancestors replace the ghosts, but when he heard this, he could not help but frown. If he had already rushed to his mouth, he couldn't help but take it back.

On the other side, the crowd was sluggish. After a short silence, hundreds of disciples of the Five ancestors suddenly burst into a burst of laughter. Even the eyes of the Qingyang son and the rear of the Xuan Yin ancestors showed a sarcasm. Smile.

Wang Chong’s performance is completely a arrogant arrogant!

The Qingyang Gongzi commanded a warrior of the Xuanwu early stage to defeat the warriors of the first stage of the Emperor Wu, and it was already the limit. Wang Chong actually had to pick a more powerful one.

Who does he think he is?

This guy doesn't even know how to be tall.

"Hey, I thought he had any skills, toddlers, want to learn from me, and no one can do it!"

Qingyang Gongzi’s sleeves sneaked and sneered, and the whole person relaxed a lot.

"The son is unique, this person is just a clown!"

An indifferent voice came from behind, and next to the Qingyang son, the body was high-spirited, and the guards who guarded him by his side also spoke.

Qingyang Gongzi laughed and said nothing.

On the other side, Xuan Yin's ancestors are also ridiculous. This kid is simply mad, and he wants to command an ordinary Xuanwu warrior, who can defeat the singularity of the top-ranking Emperor.

This is a joke.

"Hey, boy, want to show the limelight, my ancestors will be yours!"

Xuan Yin's ancestors screamed and laughed. Looking at Wang Chong's gaze, it was like watching a dead person. Regardless of the true and false, this kid is dead!

"Qingyang Gongzi (Wang Chong), are you crazy? Why should you agree with his test, the practice of ghosts and sorcerers, the martial arts is extremely high, and he has always been savvy, and his combat experience is extremely rich, you simply don't I should promise this match!"

Song Youran rushed to Wang Chong and grabbed his arm tightly. She was about to be mad by Wang.

The master who was picked by Wang Chong and used to fight the ghosts was a face-lifter. This is no longer a battle. It can be called death!

"Qingyang Gongzi, I know that you are real, but this can be changed personally than the test!"

His lips trembled. The reason why he has not collapsed now is that he has seen Wang Chong commanding everyone to kill the blacks, and to force the Xuan Yin ancestors. But this is not the same as the previous battle. This is not a war between groups, but a battle between individuals and individuals.

The gap is too big, he has no chance of winning.

"Do not worry, everything has me! If the situation is not right, I will let you admit defeat in time!"

Wang Chong patted his shoulder and comforted.

"Qingyang Gongzi, are you crazy, do you know what you are talking about?"

Song Youran is anxious and angry:

"This is not a game. Do you know what will happen if you lose?"

The current situation is not a simple test, but also has nothing to do with this righteous disciple and ghosts, but the true and false Qingyang son.

If Wang Chong fails, it proves that Song Yuanyi was fooled by a fake Qingyang son. All eyes, so many people, even when Song Yuanyi was unwilling, he only killed Wang Chong to smash it, and warned the world. .

But he still doesn't seem to understand the seriousness of this matter. He actually laughs.

However, Wang Chong did not seem to hear it at all. Instead, he stared at Song Youran and asked another thing:

"You just said that the ghosts practiced the ghost prisoner?"

"It’s such a time, you still ask me this? Who else does not know about the practice of ghosts and ghosts!"

Song Youran’s popularity was ruined.

Wang Chong did not speak, but his eyes showed a strange light.

"Ghost Prison? This is really fun!"

No matter how angry Song is, the game will start soon.

"Listen to me, you will fight, you will seal down the business, Shaoyang and the three gates of the life gate, and listen to my order. Once I let you do it, you will immediately start, don't worry about the other!"

Wang Chong attached a whisper to the ear, in the ear of the Xuanwujing disciple.

This disciple of the Zhengmeng League looks like a war, but in the face of Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting, this battle has been ruined by him.