mad warrior emperor

Chapter 447
"Have you heard that the disciples of Xuanwu Temple have come to challenge!"

"It seems that the master of the Xuanwu Palace personally led the team, and there are many masters in it!"

"Let's go and have a look!"

The news of the Xuanwu Temple's door-to-door challenge spread throughout the Dragon Blood Temple in an instant, and all the elders, deacons and disciples gathered at the Longwu Platform in the center of the inner hall.

At this moment, under the Longwu Platform, there are two camps.

On one side was the master of Longxuan Palace and a group of elders of the temple, only to see the elders of the temple glanced at the side of the Xuanwu Temple next to them, and started talking.

Only, Hall Master Longxuan sat with a flat face, talking with Hall Master Xuanmu from time to time.

Behind Palace Master Xuanmu, there are also seven elders sitting. His strength is very strong, and he has the cultivation level of this half-emperor.

What is even more surprising is that the Xuanwu disciples next to these elders have strong auras, the weakest has the fourth rank of Wuwang, and the strongest has the ninth rank of Wuwang.

"Old Master Long, since you are all ready, let's start, let's compete with martial arts, no matter whether you win or lose, how about it?"

Xuan Mu laughed.

"What Palace Master Xuan said is very true, use martial arts to learn from each other!" Palace Master Longxuan wiped his pale beard and responded with a smile.

Immediately turned his head and shouted: "Let's start!"

"boom!"

As soon as the Master of the Dragon Profound Palace finished speaking, a figure stepped out from the side of the Xuanwu camp, the fifth rank of Wuwang.

"I, Hanmo, a disciple of the Xuanwu Temple, I would like to ask the disciples of the Dragon Blood Temple, who dares to come up and fight." Hanmo's voice was high-pitched, full of domineering, with the taste of declaring war.

"I, Jiang Hai, the fifth rank of King Wu, come to fight you." Hanmo's voice sounded, and a young man immediately stood up from the side of the Dragon Blood Temple and flew up to the battle platform.

"Wuwang fifth rank, you are not my opponent, get out and let stronger people come up." Hanmo said disdainfully.

"Huh, I'll talk after you beat me!" Jiang Hai was annoyed, and slapped the ink with his palm. Just like the name, the thick Yuanli poured out like mountains and seas, sweeping everything, bringing up gusts of wind, squeezing the void. twisted up.

"Since you are asking for humiliation, then I will fulfill you, get out!" Han Mo immediately pulled out a long sword with a flash of spiritual light, and with one sword, the light of the sword split into two, and quickly changed, forming a terrifying sword net covering Xiao went over.

Gang Feng was cut off, and Jiang Hai's big palm was forced to retreat.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hanmo's eyes flashed coldly, and he took a step forward. The long sword was tricky, and he picked it up on Jiang Hai's shoulder. A bloody flower bloomed, and Jiang Hai's body immediately flew out of Longwu Terrace.

The combat is almost surprisingly fast.

"Jiang Hai and Hanmo are equal in strength, how could they be defeated so thoroughly!"

Seeing Jiang Hai flying out of the battle arena, the disciples of the Dragon Blood Temple had gloomy faces. It was unbelievable that they were defeated in the first battle.

"How can a challenge still hurt people!"

All the elders of the Dragon Blood Temple were impatient and couldn't help standing up.

"Hanmo, you are too outrageous. This is a sparring session. You hurt people and you still haven't apologized." Hall Master Xuanmu also stood up and scolded in a cold voice.

"Hallmaster, I only blame him for being inferior to others. Why should I apologize? If someone is stronger than me, even if they kill me, I will not utter a word." Hanmo said disdainfully.

"What a crazy junior, are you laughing at us between the lines?"

The elders of the Dragon Blood Temple turned ugly.

"Sit down and compete in martial arts. Swords have no eyes, so you will inevitably get injured. It's perfectly normal." Hall Master Longxuan said calmly.

"Old Master Long, I'm sorry, these disciples are so arrogant and arrogant that they can hardly be suppressed anymore." Hall Master Xuanmu turned his head, feigning embarrassment, and cupped his fists to worship Master Longxuan.

Hearing this, in the eyes of the Xuanwu Temple disciples behind, there was a playful cold light, and the disciples staring at the side of the Dragon Blood Temple were even more disdainful.

"Who else dares to stand up,

As soon as Palace Master Xuanmu finished speaking, Hanmo's voice rang out over Longwutai.

"Arrogance, I will fight you!"

On the side of the Dragon Blood Temple, a disciple of the sixth rank of the Martial King couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped into the battle arena with a bang.

"You can't do it either, get off." Hanmo was overbearing, the moment the disciple fell to the ground, the dense sword rain covered it, and the disciple flew out.

With one move, he defeated the sixth rank of Martial King!

"Trash, can't even take over my fifth level of strength? Does the Dragon Blood Temple only support you trash? Don't you still have disciples from the beast camp? Let them come out. You guys are not worthy of my display!" All strength."

Hanmo said contemptuously, extremely rampant, and even more provocative.

"It's too rampant. Here and there is a discussion. It's clearly a provocation."

"Hanmo, don't be too rampant, you are the one who provokes the disciples of the beast camp, what do you think you are?"

"Yes, any one of the beast camp disciples can kill you."

A person from the Dragon Blood Temple yanked their fists, filled with shame and indignation. It was a shame to be humiliated by an outsider.

"Hmph, since the beast battalion is so powerful, why are there no signs of it? It's just a group of shrinking turtles?" A disciple in the Xuanwu Temple sneered.

"Don't be rude." Hall Master Xuanmu immediately reprimanded.

"Hall Master, we intend to come to discuss, but the Dragon Blood Temple treats us with some trash, is this the way of hospitality?" Another disciple of the Xuanwu Temple sarcastically sarcastically.

"asshole!"

"Kakkaka!"

All the disciples of the Dragon Martial Temple cracked their fists and were furious.

"Are they really here to compete?" Standing behind the crowd, Nangong Hongyan frowned and asked.

"Discussion is false, inquiry is true." Henry Zhang next to him sneered.

"What are you looking for?" Nangong Hongyan asked.

"Inquire about the true strength of the Dragon Blood Temple!" Henry Zhang said: "They sent young masters here, in the name of sparring, just to test the overall strength of the Dragon Blood Temple, and the whole is mainly the beast camp. That's why these things are so ostentatious, and they want to provoke the beast camp with their mouths."

"It turned out to be like this. They wanted to find out the real power of the beast camp through the competition with the disciples of Beast Shadow, but what did they do for it?" Nangong Hongyan quickly understood the reason, and another doubt arose.

"It should be for the destruction of the Dragon Blood Temple, and even..." Henry Zhang didn't continue, he suspected that the Xuanwu Temple colluded with demons.

This matter was also guessed from the previous conversation between Shen Qingfeng and Elder Ouyang, as well as the cooperation between Xuan Wuqi, the Holy Son of Xuanwu Temple, and Young Master Blood.

Of course, it's just a guess, Henry Zhang hasn't figured out the interest relationship between the two, so he can't judge rashly.

Hearing this, Nangong Hongyan also wisely didn't ask.

"Master Long, look, do you want some disciples from the Beast Camp to come out, we can't let us go back like this." Hall Master Xuanmu turned his eyes and turned to Master Longxuan.

Hearing this, Hall Master Longxuan glanced at Xuanmu, and there was a wave of fluctuation in his old eyes.

After being silent for a while, he said to an elder next to him, "Where is the beast camp now?"

"Hall Master, the whereabouts of the Beast Camp are uncertain. Even through the portal, it is difficult to determine. I am afraid that there is no time for the disciples of the Beast Camp to come out." The elder replied.

Hearing this, Hall Master Longxuan was silent again, then suddenly raised his head, with a smile on his face, "Look at my memory, I almost forgot, aren't there two in the temple, you go there."

"I'll go right away." The elder understood the meaning of Hall Master Longxuan, and immediately turned around.

"No need to go, we are here."

Henry Zhang and Nangong Hongyan appeared behind this elder.

(End of this chapter)