The Legend of Douba Resurrection

Mu Qingluan was stunned. The teacher was so kind to her, and he would do it as soon as he said it.In order to promise to help her friend, she actually gave up an eighth-grade elixir.

Her only feeling now is that the eighth-grade pill is really too expensive, it seems, it seems a bit wasteful to use it to save Xiao Yan? ! !

It's just that poor Xiao Yan doesn't seem to know what his cute little junior sister is thinking...

"My lord, is our Sifang Pavilion meeting still going on?"

Back on his seat, Pavilion Master Xi cupped his fists and said.

"Open, why not open, continue to open, and nothing special happened."

The old god Lei Zun said.

"Yes, Your Honor."

The Master of the West Pavilion was silent for a while and then replied in a deep voice.

MMP, coauthoring Lao Tzu's fight just now was for nothing!

"Since everyone is here, let's enter."

Venerable Lei stood up and waved his hand.

The audience on the field: "???"

The ignorant-looking audience all said that our fucking pants are all taken off, so you let us watch this?Fight, keep fighting, we like to watch people fight.Didn't Xiao Yan kill one of the masters of your Fenglei Pavilion?

Is it tolerable or unbearable!Front anal!

But, of course, they dare not say these words.

The four direct disciples of Sifang Pavilion had already obeyed the master's order and fell from the high platform to the square. Dozens of other contestants also fell from the silver giant tree after looking at each other.

After all, they felt that they were the "protagonists" today, and they were here to shine, not to watch the fun.

"Teacher, aren't the disciples of Sifang Pavilion participating? Do you think I need to participate?"

When Xiao Yan watched Mu Qingluan end, he also began to feel itchy.

"Stand here obediently for me, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Venerable Feng resisted the urge to turn around and fight Xiao Yan and said angrily.

"Yes, the disciple is standing here."

Xiao Yan said na na.

Venerable Lei on the side wanted to scold someone when he heard that, you just drew a tie with an eight-star Douzong from my Fenglei Pavilion, and now you are going to fight against a group of Douwang and Douzong realm juniors, you say you Excuse me? ! !

Uh, Xiao Yan seems to be of the same generation as them, and it cannot be said that they are Xiao Yan's junior.Hey, never mind, anyway, Xiao Yan is shameless, shameless!

Fortunately, all the contestants on the field had arrived at this time, so Venerable Lei said as if he hadn't heard anything: "In the name of Venerable Lei, I announce the official start of the Sifang Pavilion meeting!"

Following Venerable Lei's order, the atmosphere in the Silver Plaza suddenly became tense.

Sixty-one people participated in this Sifang Pavilion meeting, including the four disciples of Sifang Pavilion.The first round of selection was a melee of sixty-one people, and in the end only eight people would be left to advance to the next round, and then the eight people in the second round would compete for the final winner.

Mu Qingluan and Feng Qing'er are three-star fighting emperors, Tang Ying and Wang Chen are two-star peak fighting emperors, there are four one-star fighting emperors, and the rest are five-star fighting kings to nine-star fighting kings.

If there is no accident, the second round is basically a competition between these eight fighting emperors, more specifically, it is a competition between the four Sifang Pavilion disciples.

But now what they have to do is to eliminate the weak first.

ps: Chapter 1

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The sixty-one people in the silver square were distributed quite loosely, and in the center of the crowd were the four disciples of Sifang Pavilion.

"Everyone, let the four of us work together to screen out fifty-three people first, to save time."

Wang Chen looked at Mu Qingluan and the others and suggested.

"Okay, let's go together, don't wait any longer."

The four of them looked at each other and replied.

"Then I'll go first."

Wang Chen said with a grin, and when he finished speaking, he twisted his hands, and a pair of slender black daggers appeared in his hands.

"Oh!"

The black fighting spirit soared into the sky, and Wang Chen instantly turned into a poisonous snake and rushed towards the eight-star fighting king who was closest to him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

All kinds of vindictiveness rose to the sky, and the three of Mu Qingluan immediately joined in the action to clean up the weak.

"Damn it! The four disciples of Sifang Pavilion are going to join hands to strangle us first, let's carry it through together first."

"That's right, we have to protect ourselves first, we're going to the second round."

After a short period of chaos, these fifty young heroes immediately joined forces to fight Mu Qingluan and the others in an organized manner.

A big melee broke out!

"Well, Chen'er is smart enough to know how to weed out the weak first."