The strongest demon emperor in history

Chapter 117 Divine Martial Heaven Book
"Hehe, the Ice and Snow Goddess really lives up to her reputation, monk, what do you think?"

There is a row of seats under the four corners of the martial arts platform, which are all prepared for the dozen or so sects and families who came.The one who spoke was a young man in bright yellow clothes on the top of the east side. The most obvious feature of his body was his bare feet. Next to him was the top seat on the north side.

On the seat was a young monk whose face was even more ordinary than Li Kui and Li Yao, but the divine light in his eyes and the compassionate look on his face made it impossible to ignore his existence.Wuxin Buddha, this ordinary little monk is obviously the most popular master Wuxin.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is indeed a goddess, and the poor monk admires it."

Putting his palms together, Wuxin said to the barefoot youth.The barefoot youth opened a pair of bright eyes, looked at Bing'er with great interest, completely ignoring Bing'er's fierce aura.

But after Bing'er was seated, she withdrew her eyes and started talking with Wu Xin who was beside her.Being able to do these things at such a young age and adding that obvious feature, the identity of the barefoot youth is ready to be revealed.It's just that I didn't expect that the Barefoot Thunder God and Wuxin Buddha seemed very familiar, and they were still good friends.

Bing'er had already noticed the look in the barefoot youth's eyes, and seeing that his aura had no effect on him, he knew that he was also a master.There was no disgusting feeling in his eyes, so Bing'er ignored it.

But the other look made Bing'er feel very uncomfortable, and her fierce aura seemed to be useless to this person, so she looked over.Murong Yu appeared in Bing'er's sight, the pale Murong Yu saw Bing'er looking over, not only did not avoid her gaze.He became even more unscrupulous, the blood-naked possessive desire was burning in his eyes, and Bing'er's complexion changed.

A colder aura than before moved towards Murong Yu: "Murderous!" The barefoot youth looked at Bing'er in surprise.

His face was flushed, and he didn't press it down forcefully, Murong Yu's eyes instantly turned red.

Caught off guard, Bing'er's murderous intent caused him to be slightly injured.Although the injury was minor and insignificant, Murong Yu, who had always thought highly of herself, was still furious from embarrassment.Just as he was about to start, he suddenly seemed to remember something.With a hesitant expression on his face, he finally turned his eyes away unwillingly, and swallowed the breath forcefully.

This small episode happened in the blink of an eye, except for the barefoot youth who accidentally saw it, no one else noticed it.A sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Interesting and interesting, the trash of the Murong family is actually a profound realm fighter, so this martial arts performance..."

The arc of the sly smile became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.The barefoot young man returned to the way he was talking and laughing like before, talking to Wu Xin next to him without saying a word, and no one noticed the strangeness hidden in the depths of his eyes.

Just when the scene became chaotic again, an old man in his half century stood up, and there seemed to be a kind smile on his slightly fat face forever.I saw him lightly touch his feet and his body floated onto the huge martial arts platform.

"Everyone, Jin Sheng, an old man in Vientiane, is entrusted by the leaders. I am here to support the conference, and I hope all the heroes will give me some kindness." He spoke very softly, which made people feel like a spring breeze.The martial arts stage fell silent immediately, and all the masters watching this scene nodded secretly.

Seeing that everyone in the field was looking at him, the Vientiane sect master smiled slightly.He opened his mouth and said: "Everyone, the time has come, the Martial Arts Conference has officially started. This conference..."

Some words in the middle are too complicated, but I have to say them.Fortunately, the following are all warriors in the innate realm, and they still have some patience, only some people showed an impatient look.

"Okay, I won't say much next time. Finally, let's talk about the rules. Any warrior who can win ten games in a row in this martial arts stage will be able to enter the next competition. The winner will compete again, and the final winner I will get it." The man from Vientiane paused for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Peerless classics, Shenwu Tianshu."

As soon as the words fell, there were bursts of exclamations from the martial arts stage.

"Shenwu Tianshu, it turned out to be Shenwu Tianshu."

"Of course the peerless magic art created by Emperor Shenwu himself! If I can get it..."

"My God!"

Excited voices came from the crowd one after another.This time, even the barefoot young man who had been calm all the time changed his face, and then showed an expression of eagerness to try.Everyone present was gearing up, as if they were going to win the heavenly book.And Murong Yu's face flushed even more, and the same strong possessive desire as before appeared in his eyes.

To say that the only ones who didn't respond were the cold Bing'er and the Wuxin monk.

Smiling with satisfaction, the old man of Wanxiang seemed to have guessed the reactions of everyone in the field, but there was still a trace of regret flashing in his eyes.This conference is a crucial battle for the future situation of the absolute mortal world, but in the eyes of a discerning person like him, this martial arts arena is completely a stage for the younger generation of warriors.

The various sects and families also seemed to have a tacit understanding, none of them sent out powerful warriors of the older generation, and the representatives who came forward were all the new generation of profound realm warriors.Although not all Profound Realm warriors have sects, those seniors who have no sects and no sects may not be the opponents of these juniors.

High-level spirit weapons, numerous pills, and profound martial arts, the new generation of warriors who possess these are inherently better than those who have been famous for a long time.

"Okay, everyone. I've finished talking, so let's start!"

After the Wanxiang old man finished speaking, he flew down from the martial arts stage.The huge martial arts stage became empty immediately, and the scene was slightly quiet.Afterwards, the warriors under the martial arts stage all looked at each other. There are martial artists from sects in the majority, but there are also nearly a hundred warriors without sects.

Most of them are standing under the martial arts stage, and only a few famous martial artists have seats.

After a moment of silence, suddenly a yellow figure flashed past, and a big man appeared on the martial arts stage.

"I'm going to stick Gongsun Ye, show my shame first, that brother is willing to teach me, please come up."

When everyone heard this person's tone of voice, it goes without saying that he was a decent person.At that moment, the next person laughed loudly: "I'll meet you" before finishing speaking.

A middle-aged man in black had appeared opposite the big man: "Hiss!" Many people were surprised to see the middle-aged man in black appearing on the scene. "It's the Demon Saber Zhao Jun." It seems that this person has a good reputation, and many people know his origin.

There were sighs, the competition hadn't even started yet, and everyone in the audience thought that Gongsun Ye would definitely lose.

"Hey! Both of them are innate late-stage cultivation bases, and their strength should be the same, but everyone actually doesn't think highly of him."

On the top of Wushan Mountain, it is natural to see white clouds floating in the distance.But above this, there are no white clouds, but this does not hinder Tibetans.

Li Yang's body stood firmly in the air, behind him was Li Kui with a dagger.At the Nascent Soul stage, you can fly with the imperial weapon, but it's strange that Li Yang doesn't have any spiritual weapon under his feet, and he really stands in the air.

"Unfortunately, Dark Fang is not here, otherwise he should know the origin of that magic knife."

Li Yang looked at the hundreds of people under his feet and the martial arts platform in the middle, talking in his mouth.He and Li Kui were only a dozen feet above the ground, but no one found them. The hidden restrictions in Li Yang's inherited memory can be said to be omnipotent in the mortal world.

"started master"

Li Kui's voice sounded behind Li Yang, and Li Yang looked down.The two really fought together.

(End of this chapter)