Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Oh? Does Su Jianxian think that someone else can compete with Changsheng?"

A tall and thin elder nearby hissed.

Although he spoke politely, his tone was obviously disdainful.

The tall, thin and long old man is Sikong Changsheng's master... Qian Zhong.

At the beginning, Qian Zhong wasted a lot of effort to bring Sikong Changsheng into the door. He has been very concerned about the teaching of his master, and taught Sikong Changsheng almost everything he can teach.

He believed that with Sikong's current strength, let alone the first in the district Kendo conference, he could also occupy a place among the external disciples of xuanyizong.

This time, Sikong Changsheng's eyes were not in the top ten, but in the first. First, you can directly join the inner door of the sect.

Status is superior to others.

As for Sikong Changsheng's reckless shot to kill or hurt his opponent, it is also related to his mind.

This man has a rebellious nature and his eyes are higher than the top. He is not willing to fight with some mediocre hands at all.

"Sikong's long victory has reached the king's nine levels, and his cultivation skills are even more special. His strength is far higher than that of all the people in this meeting. I don't believe that there are still people who can fight him." an elder said to the point.

Qian Zhong smiled proudly.

When others praise his disciples, they praise themselves.

"Su Jianxian said so, don't you think your disciple is stronger than my disciple Sikong Changsheng?"

Qian Zhong sneered and said contemptuously, "I heard that Su Jianxian's disciple is only Wang jingsan. It seems that his name is Ye Feng. Yes, it's Ye Feng. I heard that he once killed the prince of the demon family. This is a great achievement. I don't know whether it's luck or there are two brushes."

Although Qian Zhong was asking questions, his face showed contempt.

The answer was clearly in his mind.

Ye Feng was lucky to kill Fanlou.

In fact, not only did Qian Zhong think so, but many elders present also had the same idea as him.

Only one king's territory is triple, how can you kill the eight demon families in the king's territory.

In the same realm, the demon clan is stronger than the human clan. Ordinary martial arts, let alone killing the demon clan by leaps, are very difficult to defeat at the same level.

The more five small realms.

Special, is this boy taking off?

In a frontal battle, it is impossible for the Vatican tower to be the opponent. Moreover, the Vatican tower is still the prince of the demon family, protected by secret Dharma and treasures.

"Ye Feng is good. Yesterday he easily defeated the eight talents of Wang Jing with the triple of Wang Jing. He is proud of his achievements. But Sikong Changsheng is a genius among the talents. Ye Feng is still worse than Sikong Changsheng after all."

An elder commented to the point.

No matter whether Ye Feng's killing of Fanlou was due to luck or strength, it deserves everyone's respect. These elders are not willing to say anything bad behind their backs.

But Qian Zhong was still reluctant and sneered: "hum! It's not just worse. Compared with my disciple, Ye Feng is much worse. I'm afraid Ye Feng can't compare with my disciple, even his opponent Niu Changhao today."

"Really?"

Mr. Su snorted coldly, "can Mr. Qian dare to bet with me? If Ye Feng loses to Niu Changhao today, my banished immortal sword... I'd like to offer it with both hands."

Su said and took out his sword.

Seeing the magic sword flashing on the table, the others couldn't help jumping their eyelids.

Everyone here knows that bachelor Su is obsessed with Kendo and has collected countless natural materials and earth treasures to forge this relegated immortal sword. After years of spiritual cultivation, he gradually civilized and formed his own life flying sword.

Benming flying sword is the lifeblood of the Sword Fairy. All cultivation is based on this sword. Once it is lost, it will be almost useless.

The so-called sword in people, the sword dies.

Today, in order to fight for his disciples' breath, scholar Su took out his own flying sword and relegated to immortal sword as a bet. Obviously, he was very angry.

Previously, an elder couldn't see it anymore and comforted: "Su Jianxian, relegated immortal sword is your lifeblood. You can't use it as a bet."

"Yes, Niu Changhao is indeed the leader of genius in the main hospital. His strength is only under Sikong Changsheng and Xie Cheng."

Bachelor Su sneered: "listen to what you mean, I will lose?"

Qian Zhong stared at the flying sword on the table with a trace of greed in his eyes.

"Well, it's a deal. Don't regret it, Mr. Su."

After a long time, Qian Zhong laughed and promised. He had determined that Ye Feng would lose this time.

"If elder Qian loses? What should he do?" Bachelor Su stared at Qian Zhong and said with a gloomy face, "I heard that elder Qian recently got a piece of Feiyun steel. It's better to bet on that piece of Feiyun steel."

Qian Zhong took a swipe at the corner of his mouth.

This Feiyun steel was taken from a secret place after thousands of risks. It is the best material for casting magic weapons.

Any iron can be upgraded to a higher level by adding a little Feiyun steel.

Not to mention a whole piece.

It can be said that it is invaluable and must not be measured by spirit stone.

"Why? Qian Changlao doesn't have the courage?" seeing Qian Zhong's hesitation, bachelor Su said casually and slowly.

"Why don't you dare me? Everyone present gave us a witness. I used Feiyun steel to bet that Ye Feng would lose today." Qian Zhongyi gritted his teeth, took out a white spirit mine from the storage ring and patted it on the table.

The white ore is the size of a face and has a very special shape. It looks light, not like iron ore, but like a wad of cotton.

"Good!"

Su's eyes brightened.

At this time, elder Shangtian in the challenge arena announced in a loud voice: "in the last battle of the first ten martial arts, Ye Feng in the sword Pavilion, Niu Changhao in the main court of the battle, please come to the stage."

The battle is about to begin. All the elders on the stage have to cheer up.

Niu Changhao, who was tall and big, jumped into the challenge arena first. He first nodded to Xie Cheng under the arena. Then he looked at Ye Feng on the other side and shouted, "Ye Feng, come up and die."

His breath was violent, and he was fully restored to the king's territory. All the martial artists watching under the stage were shocked.

Niu Changhao is known as the third person in this conference. He has strong cultivation, second only to Sikong Changsheng and Xie Cheng.

Previously, when Sikong Changsheng and Xie Cheng came to power, they both won easily and did not show their real strength. Now Niu Changhao showed his accomplishments and shouted Ye Feng as soon as he came to power, which obviously shocked the audience.

Ye Feng jumped into the challenge arena and said with a faint smile, "Xie Cheng asked you to deal with me?"

Just now Niu Changhao looked at Xie Cheng and was noticed by Ye Feng. You don't have to think about what it means.

Niu Changhao didn't answer Ye Feng's words, but said coldly, "boy, I heard that you killed Fanlou and were respected as a human hero. In my opinion, you are just a person who deceives the world and steals fame. Let me Niu Changhao uncover your true face today."

Before he finished, Niu Changhao took out a golden axe.

He was tall, but the axe was one size bigger than him.

With the giant axe in hand and the violent smell, it's really like a God or a devil coming into the world.

"Light up your weapons!" shouted Niu Changhao.