Invincible martial arts supreme

Chapter 181 Admit defeat (Second update!)
The masters of the four sects walked back respectively, and about a quarter of an hour passed, the martial artists on the steps on the north and south sides stood up one after another, and walked down the steps to the arena at the bottom of the pit.

Half an hour later, the huge platform was split into two, with the ten thousand Martial Kings of the Poison Sect standing on the south side, and the ten thousand Ziyun Zong Wu King's disciples on the opposite side.

"Lu Xun! Are you fighting?"

To the north of the crater, Yue Yangyi looked at Lu Xun with his hands behind his back, and asked with a sneer.

"war!"

Having chosen Ziyun Sect, Lu Xun felt somewhat fearful in his eyes.However, this does not mean that Lu Xun is afraid of Ziyunzong. After all, within an hour, the number of disciples on both sides is the same.

As long as he can kill all the disciples of Ziyun Sect within an hour, his Poison Sect will be firmly seated as the leader of the four sects in this competition.

However, if someone can see Lu Xun's eyes clearly, they will find that they are shining fiercely and treacherously, as if the next battle will have an unexpected ending.

At this moment, when Lu Xun gave an order, ten thousand disciples of the Poison Sect below rushed out one after another, heading straight for the disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect on the opposite side.

Yue Yangyi's eyes moved to the disciples of the Wanming Poison Sect, and after a few sneers, he shouted loudly: "Purple Cloud Sect disciples obey the order, give me... kill!"

Before the words were finished, thousands of Ziyun Sect disciples who were not moving rushed out in an instant.

In an instant, there were killing sounds in the huge crater of the sky, blood flashed, and roars shook the sky.

The disciples of Tianyuanzong and Hanshanzong on the east and west sides had held their breath for a long time, and their eyes wandered on the battlefield below. As the disciples of Ziyunzong and Poison Sect died and fell, some martial artists gradually turned pale with fright, All trembling up and down.

Wu Di frowned, looking coldly at the killing field below, his mind was quite turbulent.

"This is not a martial arts competition at all. It seems that the four sects do not afford to kill. Rather, the killing is carried out in the form of a martial arts competition."

Wu Di saw that the competition between the four sects was said to be a competition for ranking, but in fact... it was just a battle of exterminating sects in disguise.

"Yue Yangyi of the Ziyun Sect has a good plan. Killing three disciples in the competition and continuously weakening the strength of the three sects can be said to be both fame and fortune."

Wu Di moved his eyes to the north side, looked at the white-haired Yue Yangyi who was sitting first at the bottom for a moment, then turned his eyes to the arena.

Time passed bit by bit, and after about half an hour, nearly 4000 people had died in the competition field.

In just half an hour, the number of people who died exceeded the number of people who fought in Tianyuanzong.It has to be said that this battle was quite miserable.

But in the eyes of Yue Yangyi and Lu Xun, there was no trace of regret or timidity.On the contrary, the two were calm and relaxed, watching the changes in the arena.

Yue Yangyi said it calmly and calmly, after all, there are still [-] left for the backup King Wu.In just half an hour, it would be time to replace the wounded.

Wouldn't it be a piece of cake to kill the exhausted Poison Sect disciple as long as they replaced a group of people?

But on Lu Xun's face, there was no trace of worry.

On the contrary, as the time passed for another 5 minutes, Lu Xun stood up slowly, with his hands behind his back and his face full of excitement.

The moment Lu Xun stood up, more than [-] disciples of the Poison Sect in the martial arts competition retreated quickly, making the [-] disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect Wuwang stunned.

But then, a more puzzling scene appeared.

The more than 3 Martial Kings of the Poison Sect scattered in all directions, and in just two to three minutes, they had already surrounded the disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect.

In the next scene, Yue Yangyi of Purple Cloud Sect suddenly stood up.More than 7000 people from the Poison Sect waved their right arms one after another, and more than [-] small black particles covered the sky and covered the sun, and all of them fell on the disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect.

The disciples of Ziyun Sect dodged one after another, but after the small black particles hit the ground, they exploded and released black mist.

In an instant, the black mist rose to a height of more than three meters.At this moment, if one stood at the edge of the crater and looked down, one would find that the black mist did not spread, but formed an incomparably huge mass of black mist, completely enveloping the Seven Thousand Martial Kings of the Purple Cloud Sect.

Looking at the more than [-] disciples of the poison sect, they turned their left palms one after another, swallowed the white pills in their palms, and rushed directly into the black mist with their bodies shaking.

At this moment, no one could clearly see what happened in the fog, even the suzerains of the four sects could not see the scene in the fog.

However, everyone in the sky crater knows one thing, the killing...is not over yet.

A heart-piercing wail rushed straight into the sky, and a sentence of heart-shattering roars could be heard endlessly, but as time passed, the black mist faded, and the roar became smaller and smaller.

"Lu Xun! You despicable villain, what are those particles?"

Yue Yang Yi furiously stared at Lu Xun, pointing at the opposite Lu Xun and shouting.

"Thousands of Martial King's disciples have only died, Sect Master Yue, are you yelling? The mist emitted by those black particles is only temporarily imprisoning the vitality in the Martial Cultivator's dantian."

"Confine the vitality of the dantian?"

Yue Yangyi's body swayed slightly, and he looked at the competition field again, with a worried expression on his face.

"Damn it! How could the Poison Sect concoct such a heaven-defying pill? The detoxification pills distributed to the disciples before have no effect at all."

The winners and losers of the four great competitions are not determined solely by the level of cultivation.

For example, in this Poison Sect, not only are the disciples not low in cultivation, but each of them is proficient in the way of alchemy.If it was turned over on them, it would be considered a small number for each person to carry a hundred pills of poison.

So in the last few big competitions, Yue Yangyi distributed antidote elixirs to his disciples.Once poisoned during the martial arts competition, although the detoxification pill cannot completely restrain it, it is enough for the disciples to persist for three hours.

But this time, the Poison Sect didn't use poison at all.The detoxification pill in the hands of Ziyunzong disciples naturally lost its effect.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and just after an hour, the thin black mist was blown away by the breeze, revealing the blood-red arena.

When I went to see the disciples of the Poison Sect, the number was reduced from [-] to about [-], and more than [-] people died.

And Ziyunzong's death was even more serious. The first ten thousand Martial Kings played, but now there are only less than 1000 people left.

The 1000 people gathered together, sweating profusely and shaking violently, breathing heavily after the black mist dissipated.

"Poison... Zong!"

Yue Yangyi looked at the remaining 900 Purple Cloud Sect disciples, and suddenly turned his gaze to the Poison Sect on the opposite side. A cold light flashed and he clenched his fists tightly, his whole body trembling with anger.

"Lu Xun! You old bastard, plot against me, Yue Yangyi. All right!" Yue Yangyi said angrily, turned to look at the five thousand martial kings on the stairs, and said again: "Leave one thousand, and the rest will be given to me in the martial arts arena .”

The buzz of words was deafening.

But at this time, there was a haha ​​laugh from the south.

That joke came from Lu Xun, the patriarch of the Poison Sect.

"Sect Master Yue! My Poison Sect... admit defeat, and the number one throne... will continue to be reserved for you Ziyun Sect."

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