Each of my disciples has a different kind of martial arts. Does that mean I have become the ancestor

"good!"

Sect Master Yang agreed without hesitation.

Not to mention deputy sect leader, it doesn't matter if the position of sect leader is given to him.

only……

This time, Elder Lin may be in trouble.

Although Senluo Ancient Palace and Tianmo Sect are both top forces in Qingxiao, there is a huge gap in strength between them.

Among the younger generation, it is almost impossible to defeat the Heavenly Demon Sect!

What's more, defeating the opponent within three moves?

Seeing Elder Yang agreeing so happily, Gou Wa was secretly happy.

"Hahaha!"

"Old sect master, you have finally been fooled!"

"My third senior brother has already gone to Senluo Ancient Palace. With my third senior brother's perverted martial arts, Senluo Ancient Palace has long been incomparable!"

"Killing those minions of the Demon Sect instantly takes only a matter of minutes!"

"This time, the position of deputy sect leader is mine!"

"I will win the position of the sect leader next time we bet!"

"By then, I, Lin Taiji, will also own a sect!"

Thinking of this, Gou Wa's face turned red, obviously excited.

It didn't take long.

In the middle of the arena, two people have arrived.

One person was wearing a dark green robe with a soft aura, and the other person was wearing a dark red blood robe with a strong smell of blood.

Surprisingly, he was a disciple of Senluo Ancient Palace and Tianmo Sect.

The Tianmo Sect disciple's eyes were sinister, and his mouth was grinning, revealing a sinister smile.

"My methods are not suitable for fighting in the ring. What I have learned are all killing skills. If I really want to use my hands, I can't control myself."

"It's not too late for you to surrender now!"

The practice of the Heavenly Demon Sect is already full of killing. If there is no killing, is it still called Demonic Cultivation?

This sentence is normal for the disciples of Tianmo Sect, but when it falls in the ears of others, it gives off a creepy feeling.

It feels like this game is about life and death.

This kind of aura cannot be matched by most monks.

In terms of momentum alone, it overwhelmed Senluo Ancient Palace.

Under the stage, Sect Leader Yang smiled secretly in his heart and looked at Gou Wa.

"Elder Lin, it's too late for you now. You choose Tianmo Sect to win. As long as the result is correct, I will also grant you the position of deputy sect leader."

Gouwa snorted coldly.

"snort!"

"shallow!"

"Is it possible for me, Lin Taiji, to change my mind so easily? Even if I guess wrong, I will admit it."

After Gou Wa finished speaking, he ignored Sect Master Yang.

This Sect Master Yang has evil intentions!

Is this intended to disrupt his mind and make him lose his normal judgment so that he can hand over his position as deputy sect leader?

Sect Leader Yang looked honest, but he didn't expect his thoughts to be so vicious!

Sure enough, none of the old guys who have lived for more than a thousand years are normal!

Fortunately, he was smart and could see through the other party's intentions in an instant!

Do you regret giving that deputy sect leader’s spot now?

It's too late!

In the arena.

The battle between Senluo Ancient Palace and the disciples of Tianmo Sect started instantly!

Boom boom boom! !

A series of impact sounds resounded throughout the world!

The arena will be smashed into pieces!

But after a while, the rubble returned to its original counterpart, restored to its original state, as if it had not been harmed at all!

This is also a unique feature of climbing Tianshan.

No matter how damaged Tianshan Mountain is, it won't take long for it to be restored to its original state.

Fighting on this Dengtian Mountain, even if the entire Dengtian Mountain is destroyed, there will be no problem at all.

As the arena continues to be broken and restored, the battle between the disciples on both sides has entered a fever pitch.

However, the side of Tianmo Sect seems to be suppressing the side of Senluo Ancient Palace.

At the beginning, Sect Master Yang was a little shocked that the disciples of Senluo Ancient Palace could actually fight with the disciples of Tianmo Sect for such a long time.

But later, after seeing the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect suppressing and beating the disciples of the Senluo Ancient Palace, I felt calm again.

This is the strength that a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect should have!

The practice method of demon cultivators is inherently more cruel than that of ordinary warriors.

Their disciples are not comparable to ordinary warriors.

This is why among all the top forces in Qingxiao, the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, and the Nether Demon Sect account for only three!

Just comparing the combat power, you can't accept these demon cultivators!

Seeing that the disciples on the Senluo Ancient Palace side were gradually falling into a disadvantage, the faces of the people in the Senluo Ancient Palace in the distance, including Zhao Xicheng, remained as usual.

The disciples of Senluo Ancient Palace are not lacking in realm and strength, but they are lacking in experience.

In addition, they had just entered the Wuzong realm and needed to adapt.

Now that he is at a disadvantage, he is just gradually adapting to his own strength.

Once you get used to your own strength, it's time to fight back.

On the stage, the disciple wearing a dark green gown breathed a long sigh of relief and his eyes became calm.

He clenched the Qingsuo Sword in his hand, and a faint spiritual power poured into the Qingsuo Sword along his palm.

Opposite me, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect laughed playfully.

"Admit defeat, there is no shame in losing at my hands. Keep on persisting, you may lose your life, why bother?"

The disciples of Senluo Ancient Palace ignored the other party's words and just said two words lightly.

"Three breaths."

Opposite, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect were stunned for a moment.

Three breaths?

What's the meaning?

Is it some secret weapon or trick?

The disciples of Tianmo Sect can’t figure it out.

But then, the voice of the disciple of Senluo Ancient Temple sounded again.

"One breath."

Instantly, a strong wind blew, and the dark green spiritual power covered the entire arena.

"Two breaths."

Countless vines suddenly stretched out from the ground, pointing directly to the sky, with a sense of covering the sky and the sun.

"Three breaths."

A cold and emotionless voice sounded.

The Qingsuo Sword was drawn with the wind, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the disciples of the Tianmo Sect.

Afterwards, countless vines attacked the disciples of the Tianmo Sect like a torrent.

The green energy spread in this space, and it was faintly turning into a green dragon!

Yin! ! !

The loud dragon roar was released from countless vines, resounding through the world, deafening!

How could the disciples of the Tianmo Sect who were attacked resist this monstrous force!

When facing the vines that were like a torrent, he was like a small boat swallowed by the torrent.

Endless despair surged in his heart.

Bang! !

The disciple of the Demon Sect was knocked out, his face was pale, and he was unconscious, but fortunately he did not hurt the opponent's life.

This was just a competition, there was no need to take someone's life. At the last moment, the disciple of Senluo Ancient Temple still held back a little.

A match, just like that.

The whole Dengtian Mountain was quiet in an instant, and many people looked at the disciple of Senluo Ancient Temple on the stage in astonishment.

On the stage, the disciple of Senluo Ancient Temple just said lightly:

"Kill you, three breaths are enough!"