The strongest immortal emperor in history

Chapter 335 Disciple Competing (3)

"Come on, Hualong, let me introduce you. This is Sect Master Yi of the Xuantian Sect. This is Elder Ou Yesheng, who is today's birthday star. This is..."

Seeing Wang Hualong's arrival, Elder Xue Mingzong Hua stood up and left the table, took Wang Hualong's hand and introduced them one by one, presumably he was very satisfied with Wang Hualong.

Following Elder Hua's introduction, Wang Hualong called on all seniors one by one.

Xuantianzong, Zhengqimeng, Daoyigong and other elders looked at Wang Hualong with an inexplicable look in their eyes. This Wang Hualong is indeed extremely talented, and he is already a monk at the alchemy stage at a young age. Compared with those little guys fighting outside , which is better at a glance.

"Sure enough, it is the capital of heaven."

"Yes, a rare genius"

Wang Hualong was praised by all the giants in the main hall. Standing behind Elder Hua, Wang Hualong kept being humble.

"Okay, Hualong, you are not comfortable here, go to the Junjie hall to stay, and communicate with your brothers and sisters of the same generation." After introducing Wang Hualong to these giants in the main hall, Elder Hua sent Wang Hualong to Junjie hall.

Under the leadership of Xuantianzong's disciples, Wang Hualong came to the Junjie Hall, but these disciples in the Junjie Hall had already arrived at the Martial Arts Field, and there was no one in the hall, so Wang Hualong found the Martial Arts Field again.

When we arrived at the Martial Arts Field, it happened that Qian Ning was fighting against Hua Bin of the Blood Underworld Sect. This Hua Bin was the grandson of Elder Hua. The White Tiger Sword Qi penetrated the entire Martial Arts Arena. Although Hua Bin possessed blood shadow magic skills, he was completely powerless to fight back after being struck by the White Tiger Sword Qi.

"boom!"

A burst of white tiger sword energy sent Hua Bin flying, and he fell into the martial arts arena with blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Hua!"

The disciples of the Blood Nether Sect who came with him rushed into the martial arts arena and helped Hua Bin down.

"Senior Brother Qian is mighty."

"Senior Brother Qian has already defeated three disciples of the Blood Nether Sect in a row, and he is indeed the top three among the disciples of that year."

"Is there nothing wrong with this Blood Underworld Sect? I haven't won any of them in a few fights."

For a while, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect and the disciples from various sects who came to celebrate the birthday were discussing a lot, but this time the disciples of the Blood Nether Sect were still strong enough, and the opponents they encountered every time were extremely strong, and they did not win five games in a row.It made Xuantianzong look down on Xuemingzong.

"Wang Hualong, a disciple of the Blood Underworld Sect, please give advice to all the brothers and sisters of the Xuantian Sect." A clear voice resounded throughout the martial arts arena. Although the voice was gentle, it contained a lot of anger, oppressing the entire martial arts arena. This one voice echoed.

As the voice fell, Wang Hualong, who was wearing a light yellow Taoist robe, stood on the martial arts arena, straight as a boxwood, looking towards the disciples of Xuantianzong without anger.

"The alchemy period!"

Feeling the faint coercion from the monks in the martial arts arena, all the monks fell silent for a while.

"Elder Hua, you let this Wang Hualong play, but you are a bit bullying the small."

In the main hall, an elder of Xuantian Sect said.

"Elder Hu, it's all children's play, let them go." Elder Hua said casually. He naturally saw the situation in the martial arts field in the main hall clearly. Lost face, if Wang Hualong is not allowed to save some face, his Blood Underworld Sect will be ruined today.

"That's right, the children are messing around, so we don't care about it." The elder of the Tianmo Palace Demon feared that the world would not be chaotic, and echoed his words. His disciples of the Tianmo Palace also lost more than they won, which just happened to make this Wang Hualong lose Xuantianzong's face. .

The two elders of Dao Yigong and Zhengqi League were also happy to sit on the wall and watch the tiger from the other side. Xuantianzong has always dominated the two major sects. , is also a pleasure.

"Elder Hu, let them go." Xuantian Sect Master Yi Shuihan smiled, waved his hand, and said freely.

"Yes, suzerain." Elder Hu didn't argue anymore.

On the martial arts arena, Wang Hualong stood alone and suppressed the audience. Although the monks around him were not lacking in talents, they were young and their cultivation bases were all in the seventh or eighth level of the division period, or even the ninth level or half of the division period. There are many monks in the stage of forming alchemy, but none of them have taken the most important step of condensing the alchemy.

There is a qualitative difference between the monks who condense the golden core and the monks in the split-thought stage. Even the monks who are at the peak of the ninth heaven in the split-thought stage and half-step in the alchemy stage are still like ants in the eyes of the monks in the alchemy stage.

Therefore, even if Wang Hualong in the alchemy stage stood in the martial arts arena, even if he only had a first-level cultivation in the alchemy stage, none of the Xuantianzong disciples stepped into the martial arts arena. Knowing that the situation is bound to lose, no one will go out and pretend to be a wolf with a big tail, who will be slapped in the face and lose their top.

Luffy looked at Qian Ning. Although he was defeated by Qian Ning, Luffy still had a good relationship with Qian Ning, and he followed Qian Ning's lead.

Seeing Lu Fei looking over, Qian Ning shook his head imperceptibly. He knew what Lu Fei meant and asked him if he was sure, but Qian Ning knew in his heart that he was not afraid of any monks in the division period, but For monks in the alchemy stage, ten deaths and no life will never be humiliated.

"Wang Hualong, a disciple of the Blood Underworld Sect, please give advice to all the brothers of the Xuantian Sect." Wang Hualong's calm voice sounded again and spread throughout the martial arts arena.

Wang Hualong's voice didn't have any provocative, insulting, or insulting tone, just an ordinary, ordinary tone, but this made Xuantianzong even more unable to step down, and for a while, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena seemed extremely dull.

"Junior Brother Zhou, today is the birthday of the master of your Xuanqi Peak. As the master of your Xuanqi Peak, can you just allow outsiders to slap you in the face?" A voice full of gloating, broke the dull atmosphere in the martial arts arena .

The person who spoke was Ma Tianhao. He was defeated by Ma Huajun, but he did not leave the martial arts arena. Seeing Wang Hualong's strength at this time, he couldn't help but start to make trouble.

As soon as Ma Tianhao opened his mouth, the eyes of all the monks in the martial arts field could not help but fall on Zhou Qi.

"Competing with many Taoist friends such as Tianmo Palace and Xuemingzong, we have disciples from all peaks of Xuantianzong to fight, but you, Xuanqi Peak, have no one to fight so far. Brother Zhou, don't you feel ashamed?" Ma Tianhao Continue to sarcastically.

All eyes were on Zhou Qi, and they all wanted to see how Zhou Qi would respond to Ma Tianhao's provocation. Some disciples knew the grievance between Zhou Qi and Ma Tianhao, but more disciples did not know the relationship between the two. They inquired about the matter one after another, while some disciples explained in a low voice.

Zhou Qi glanced at Ma Tianhao, ignored Ma Tianhao's provocation, and turned his attention to Wang Hualong in the martial arts arena. This Wang Hualong should be Wang Yingjie's third brother, the most outstanding disciple of the Wang family.

Wang Hualong probably didn't know about his killing of Wang Yingjie, but Wang Hualong should be clear about his killing of Wang Yingyi. Dare to kill.

As for Wang Hualong's cultivation at the alchemy stage, Zhou Qi didn't pay much attention to it. As early as a year ago, there were two or three monks at the alchemy stage who fell from his hands. , can kill with a single sword, but it is obviously impossible to use it today, but relying on his tyrannical body, he thought to himself that he could compete with Wang Hualong.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qi separated from the crowd and stepped into the martial arts arena.

Standing quietly in front of Wang Hualong, Wang Hualong frowned. The monk in front of him gave him a vaguely familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Xuantian Sect disciple Zhou Qi, please advise." Zhou Qi said softly.

"Zhou Qi!"

Hearing Zhou Qi's self-reported name, Wang Hualong's pupils shrank slightly, and finally remembered why Zhou Qi gave him such a feeling. In the ancestral hall of the Wang family, there was still a wanted reward for Zhou Qi. This person killed his second brother Wang Yingyi. There is no trace.

"You are Zhou Qi?" Wang Hualong said softly.

"Not bad." Zhou Qi said lightly.

"Okay, very good, then I'll see what you have." Wang Hualong's eyes flashed coldly, and he raised his hand towards Zhou Qizhen. I just killed Zhou Qi, but obviously, today is not a good time, but I made up my mind to teach Zhou Qi a lesson, and it would be better to leave him some hidden wounds.

(End of this chapter)