God-level Selection System

Chapter 23 Daiqisi Appears

The identity of the hooded man was naturally mixed into Shaolin and colluded with Cheng Kun of Ruyang Palace.

At this moment, he was looking at the side of Ruyang Prince’s Mansion, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said faintly: "Huh, what Ruyang Prince’s princess, and the district sub-total, can use you and others to dispatch troops..."

Immediately he turned to the direction of Guangmingding, a madness flashed in his eyes.

"Later as long as I go to the secret path and light the lead... These six schools, as well as all the elites of Mingjiao, will all die without a place to be buried... Hahaha, Yang Dingtian, today I want you to lead The proud Mingjiao turned into a piece of scorched earth under the tens of thousands of catties of gunpowder!"

"Papa Papa."

The faint applause sounded, which immediately interrupted Cheng Kun's fantasies. A vigilant color flashed on the latter's face, looking in the direction of the sound, and frowned.

"Who?"

"It's really a vicious method. I have endured it for decades, just for this moment. It is indeed worth celebrating. It is a pity..."

"Who are you... on earth?"

Frowning and looking at the young man in black and white robe in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed across Cheng Kun's face, and his whole person looked like a frightened bird, watching the incoming person vigilantly.

Appearing so easily beside him is definitely not as simple as accidentally hitting him.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The man in the Taoist robe shook his head, but his face showed a look of regret, and said quietly: "It's a pity...If it wasn't for your life, there are other uses, right now you have already become a dead person!"

When the voice fell, Cheng Kun gave birth to a warning sign for no reason.

In the next second, a palm was lightly pressed against his back, and the majestic internal force behind him, like a turbulent wave, made Cheng Kun not dare to move rashly, as if he had been in the fixation method, and said in a daze: " I have never known your Excellency, and there is no even the slightest hatred. Why should you be your enemy... If your Excellency is willing to raise your hands high, you will be rewarded in the future!"

"No, you don't have this opportunity anymore."

As this voice sounded, a burst of vigor hit Cheng Kun's Dantian Qihai hard.

The latter's decades of cultivation have all turned into flowing water.

Losing the internal strength to rely on, and being easily destroyed by others, under the heavy blow, Cheng Kun rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.

"Huh, is it so fragile?"

Looking at the body on the ground with interest, Ye Chen couldn't help but shook his head.

He just wanted to hit this big villain in Yitian easily, but he didn't want the other party to be so vulnerable, and fainted with just a little blow.

"Well, it's time to play."

While holding Cheng Kun into a coma in one hand, Ye Chen's figure flickered and disappeared.

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Bright top.

Although he knew that his side had no chance of winning, the Mingjiao disciples still fought hard to resist...

The entire Guangmingding, as if stained with blood, is shocking!

"stop!"

The melodious female voice sounded, as if babbling in the ears of everyone, subconsciously stopping the action in her hand.

These methods have shown the deep inner strength of the people.

Everyone turned around, but saw a woman in a lavender shirt with a graceful figure and a creamy skin appeared in the center of the field. It is a pity that a veil covered her cheek, making it difficult to see what a beautiful face is under the veil.

"you are……?"

"The purple shirt... the purple shirt dragon king!"

"The purple shirt dragon king, the purple shirt dragon king who has disappeared for more than ten years, unexpectedly appeared in Guangmingding...this!"

Although the true face was never revealed, there were also many older generations in the audience, who naturally recognized the identity of the woman easily, and he was one of the four great patriarchs, the Purple Shirt Dragon King.

"The Purple Shirt Dragon King."

But when Abbot Shaolin Kongwen walked out of the crowd, his robes were also stained with blood, frowning and said: "The Dragon King has been separated from Mingjiao for many years and has never been involved in the affairs of rivers and lakes. Could it be that he wants to get involved in this muddy water today? "

A mere purple shirt dragon king, for the six major factions present, no matter how high in martial arts, it is just a matter of trouble.

But the other side's appearance is prepared, so you have to be wary.

The older the arena, the less courage.

This is the most true portrayal...

At this moment, the Mingjiao side was also full of complex expressions.

It is different from Yin Tianzheng.

The purple shirt dragon king left Mingjiao for a man, a man who should be the enemy of Mingjiao!

Such a wayward move had already made the name of the Purple Shirt Dragon King lose all prestige among Mingjiao.

But the other party unexpectedly showed up at this juncture, no matter what purpose he had, he had to make a difference...

"Girl in purple shirt, why are you doing this?"

Yin Tianzheng on the side looked at the figure in the field, but he sighed, as if he saw his shadow from the opponent.

"Everyone."

It seemed that I hadn't noticed the people with different looks in the field, but saw Dai Qisi smiled slightly, and said, "Is today you planning to die with my Mingjiao brothers on this bright top?"

"What is the meaning of Dragon King, please clarify?"

Although the words of the Purple Shirt Dragon King felt a little strange, Abbot Kongwen knew that the other party was not aimless, and said quickly.

"Under this bright top, there is a secret road, and in the secret road, tens of thousands of catties of gunpowder have already been buried by people. When you hit you to death and death... Just imagine, if someone lights the fuse, I don’t know how many people are there. Will it survive?"

The words that seemed like a joke made people shudder.

It was midsummer at this moment. Looking at the wonderful figure in front of him, the crowds shivered for no reason...

"Who did this... on earth?"

It's not that no one doubts the authenticity of Daiqisi's words.

But this kind of thing is generally believed to be true rather than believable!

Moreover, the siege of Guangmingding this time was a bit sudden, and the process was too strange. It seemed that someone was secretly contributing to this.

Originally, the group had no such doubts in their minds, but when they were ignited by the tens of thousands of catties of gunpowder, it was as if someone had been splashed with cold water in the twelfth lunar month of winter. Suspicious points appeared in their minds, and people had to divert their attention.

"Ha ha."

Looking at the group of heroes playfully, Dai Qisi at this moment, walking leisurely in the courtyard, seemed to have nothing in front of the lightsaber film and television, and smiled lightly: "Dare to ask you one thing, if you are the elite of the six schools, die together with many high-level officials of my Mingjiao On top of this light...The two sides are afraid that they will never die. Who will benefit the most by then?"

"The court?"

"No...impossible. How did the imperial court know that when I was to attack the six major factions, how could I bury so much gunpowder under the eyes of Mingjiao."