Zixu Dasheng is today's host. He is the close brother of the owner Ziyang.

He has no children and no children. He has long regarded zixiahan and zilinger sisters as his own daughters. Therefore, he also likes today's affairs very much.

With the sound of "start", more than 20 people in the waiting area, except the five top talents, came to the stage.

This group, with a total of 22 people, was strictly screened out after one month. It belongs to absolute elite demons.

"Ha ha, today's eight wasteland talents gather together. It's spectacular!"

Looking at the young people full of vitality and fighting spirit, Ziyang stroked his beard with satisfaction and couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

"To have so many young heroes gathered together is enough to show the charisma of thousands of gold!"

The great saint of Gaole mountain timely flattered the past, which made Ziyang very useful.

Having said that, we all know that the reason why so many people gather here is not the beauty of zixiahan, but the inheritance of his Zifu.

After looking at Zixu and Ziyang, Zixu, as the host, opened his mouth to more than 20 young people on the battle platform: "today is a big day for our Zifu to compete for relatives. Whoever finally wins the title, whether or not he can become our Zifu's son-in-law, will give me Zifu's" cut the sky "as a reward. I hope all young heroes will go all out, Be sure to pay attention. "

As soon as the voice fell, it set off bursts of climax and sighed constantly. Even the great saints changed slightly.

The reason why so many people came to the big competition was not the first sword of the eight wastelands?

The purple mansion is also simple. It's really greedy to be so calm to take out the chopping decision as a reward.

Whether it is the more than 20 young people on the battlefield or the five top young talents still waiting in the war zone, they all have bright eyes and a look of certainty.

"I won't say more nonsense. You 22 people need to fight in turn to determine the five strongest people, and then challenge the other five talents in turn. The winner is the king!"

The reason why several talents in the waiting area have not played for the time being is that they are seed elites who can directly enter the final decisive battle without heavy screening.

The reason why these people can have such treatment is based on their usual performance and reputation. Each of them has received an invitation card.

Zixu Da Sheng had just announced the rules, but a young man in his early twenties on the battle platform spoke coldly: "why so much trouble? Zifu chooses a son-in-law in order to decide the strongest one. If you don't have the ability to fight alone, even if you win the final championship, it's a straw bag. Therefore, you all go together. I want to fight all of you alone! "

Boom!

As soon as he said this, he fried the pot at that time.

To fight 21 talents of the same level alone?

Thanks to this man.

"Who is this person? How can you be so arrogant? "

"In my opinion, this person is either a real talent or a fool!"

The crowd began to talk, and felt that the young man who spoke was too arrogant, arrogant to the boundless situation.

You know, the more than 20 young people on the stage were strictly screened out after a month. These are the most outstanding young talents in the eight wastelands. Who dares to fight alone with one person?

"Presumptuous? Bully, are you contemptuous of us? "

On the stage, suddenly someone roared. As the strongest youth in the eight wastelands, it's really uncomfortable that they should be so despised.

Ling batian, the young man who talks about fighting alone is called Ling batian.

His words not only caused a sigh under the stage, but also aroused the anger of everyone on the stage.

In the face of the anger on the stage, bully paid no attention to it. He continued to turn his head and bow his hands to Zixu: "senior, do you agree with me? If you agree, the younger generation will do it! "

"Fight alone... Yes, yes, young man, I hope you're not talking big. Yes! "

Zixu was very happy to see such a proud young man on today's battle platform.

To put it bluntly, the purpose of Zifu recruiting a son-in-law is to determine the strongest person. Only those who really despise their contemporaries can shoulder the burden of Zifu.

As soon as Zixu's voice fell, it immediately caused bursts of sobs, and countless people secretly scolded the madman.

Zixu is crazy, and the young man is even more crazy.

Originally, everyone was of the same generation and was strictly selected. Who can be worse than who?

With Zixu's consent, lingbatian's mouth aroused a trace of contempt. Then, he looked up to the sky and burst out a wild laugh. He saw that golden glow began to envelop his body. His momentum was soaring wildly, and the terrible divine power was surging, shaking the whole audience.

"True God Jue Tiao, this son is a strong man of true God Jue Tiao. He can achieve the throne of God King only one step away."

Someone judged the smell of bullying and turned white on the spot.

It's only in his early twenties, and he's going to achieve the throne of God King. It's really tough enough.

Brush!

With a fierce look, Ling batian swept all the people on the platform and said, "Zifu chooses a son-in-law only for the strongest one. If I can't kill you at the same time today, I'm ashamed of my name. " Indeed, bullying is as domineering as his name.

Once he said it, he immediately annoyed everyone.

"Kill him!"

Someone roared, and five people rushed up at that time.

Although bullying is strong, it is also domineering enough. But in the eyes of those geniuses, he is more of a fool. Therefore, those people disdain to really do it all.

"How can five people help me? Are you looking down on me? "

The corners of lingbatian's mouth aroused a trace of contempt, and he didn't pay attention to the five people at all.

The gorgeous magic that was enough to crush everything was bombarded and killed, all of which fell on bully, causing an amazing big explosion and dust all over the sky.

People thought that such a powerful attack was enough to kill the arrogant bully on the spot. It never occurred to them that after all the noise was gone, the bully still stood in place.

Even the robes he wore were still intact.

"Just a little strength? Is this the greatest genius of the eight wastelands? Oh, ridiculous! " The corner of lingbatian's mouth once again aroused a trace of contempt and continued: "with such a little attack power, how can you hurt my treasure body? Since you are incompetent, don't blame me for being cruel! "

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