Tripod Reverses the Heaven

With a smile on his face, Gu Feng hung a five-color tripod and walked towards the dozen people step by step.

The power of heaven and earth moved with him, and the battle platform trembled. At this time, although the ancient style was smiling, it exuded great dignity, and no one dared to defy it!

"You guys, do you want me to do it or go down by myself?"

"Well... Let's go down by ourselves!"

People were palpitating, then turned around and really planned to go on like this. Although the heart is unwilling, but do not dare to really go to war with the ancient style.

The 28 followers of the family were no weaker than them. They were all killed by the ancient wind, not to mention their small shrimps.

A total of 14 people came to the edge of the platform. They thought they would go straight down, but they didn't know that they would stop after they reached the edge of the platform.

Fourteen people just looked at the ancient style and didn't speak. Some even had an embarrassing smile on their faces.

"Huh? Do you really want me to do it? " The old-fashioned face looks bad.

One person smiled awkwardly, "hehe, that... Ancient style, it's not that we don't want to go down. But... As you know, the Dabi rules are very clear. The last ten people standing on the stage are qualified. Look at us... "

"Oh..." Gu Feng made a clear look and realized it in an instant. It turned out that these people were thinking about this stubble.

In short, they want to fish in troubled waters. They want Gu Feng to kill Lingxiao and Murong Xiao first. In this way, there will be seven promotion places between them.

You can advance without hands. Who wouldn't want to?

Their wishful thinking is loud enough, but there are still some problems. Even if Lingxiao and murongxiao are all killed, there are only seven places, but there are 14 of them.

Therefore, there must be a struggle between them.

The old wind burst out laughing and said, "since you can't tell the outcome, let me help you. You all stand where you are. I only give one punch. How about those who can stand on the platform after one punch? "

A dozen people looked at each other and felt that this method was feasible.

Then, they stood in a row, made full preparations and waited for the antique to come out.

The ancient wind roared, "look at my power!" Immediately, the Dharma array in his body revived and his whole body glowed. He kept punching in place. After eighteen heavy fists were superimposed together, he was suddenly bombarded out by him.

"Block!"

At this time, fourteen people roared in unison, and their hearts were extremely frightened.

None of them dared to underestimate this punch. This punch is enough to smash the battle platform. If you don't try your best to resist it, you will definitely be blasted into slag.

Fourteen people used their milk strength to resist together and completely collided with the last punch of the ancient wind. After hearing a loud roar, there was a scream one after another. Fourteen heads flew upside down, and all their bodies were blown to pieces.

At this time, the ancient style clapped in place with a smile and said with a laugh: "you've already let yourself go down, but you have to wait for me to do it. Why?"

"Thank you for your mercy!"

Far away, a voice sounded. Although the flesh was broken by the ancient wind, some people still knew that the ancient wind was merciful. Otherwise, with the real prestige of the ancient style, where can they keep one of their heads?

"Good! It is worthy of being a demon star, unparalleled in the world! "

Some people roared, and the ancient wind blew more than a dozen people, which really made many people feel comfortable.

"Ha ha, these guys, they actually want to pick up a bargain in the end. They really don't know what to do. Thanks to the kindness of the ancient wind, if it's Jiang Yu and Lingxiao, where are their lives? "

Bursts of applause are endless, that is, some people admire the strength of the ancient style, while others admire the character and bearing of the ancient style.

Ancient customs have no mercy on the enemy, but they will never hurt people's lives for those irrelevant.

After solving these problems, Gu Feng looked back at qingtianpeng. At this time, they had taken the pill, the injury improved slightly, and their vitality recovered a lot.

Gu Feng said with a smile, "how's it going? It's time to pick up those two guys step by step! "

"No problem, you let Murong Xiao out first. I want to see if he still has such a great power as the successor of the sword God!" Zhu Xun laughed. After a simple recovery, his face looked much better.

Qingtianpeng also nodded, saying that he had no problem. This time is the best time to clean up the other two.

The three surrounded Murong Xiao's Dharma array. When everything was ready, Gu Feng planned to withdraw the Dharma array.

However, just at this time, Murong Jun shouted: "slow, ancient style, my Xiaoer conceded defeat. Please open up!"

Surprisingly, Murong Jun, as a true God and the emperor of the Longshan Empire, begged for mercy, which immediately caused a sigh.

At this time, there was no room for him not to bow his head. Although Murong Xiao was trapped in the Dharma array, his every move was clearly seen by everyone. At this time, Murong Xiao had been hanged by the Dharma array for many times, and his vitality had been greatly hurt. Not to mention the current situation, even in his heyday, facing the siege of three people and one tripod, he had only one way to defeat.

Gu Feng looked at Murong Jun with a smile on his mouth and didn't answer in a hurry.

Although Murong Jun conceded defeat, his son Murong Xiao did not speak. According to Dabi's rules, even if Murong Xiao himself admits defeat, as long as he hasn't stepped off the stage, the ancient wind can directly kill him.

Murong Jun understood the intention of the ancient style and spoke loudly again: "the ancient style, don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face. If you are willing to let children live today, I owe you a favor."

At the same time, Murong Jun whispered: "fellow Taoist, I sincerely beg you to let the child live. From now on, I promise to strictly control him, not to let him misbehave, and not to let him appear in front of you forever. To tell you the truth, Xiao'er is stubborn, but he is really far more than ordinary people in the process of cultivation. I don't know how many years I haven't had such a genius. If I die in your hands, it will be an incalculable loss for my Murong family! "

Gu Feng hesitated, and his killing heart immediately decreased by more than half. Someone else's true God who is high above begged himself like this. If he kills Murong Xiao again, it will inevitably be a little inhumane. But this Murong Xiao is really hateful. He is full of filthy words and is even more timid. He has played the idea of LAN bing'er and Yan Yan successively. He simply doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth.

Seeing that the ancient style was unmoved, Murong Jun continued to deliver: "the child was really a bit of a bastard before, but he has been punished today. Please be generous. I am willing to pay a price in exchange!"