Tripod Reverses the Heaven

This is a crazy proposal. As soon as the voice fell, it once again caused bursts of sobs.

"Madman!"

At this time, the feeling of bullying is a madman, a complete madman.

It's not enough to fight alone for more than 20 talents of the same generation. We have to pull the other seed talents to scuffle together.

The five seed masters all looked at the bully who was alone on the battle platform.

"Who are you? Why didn't you show up earlier? "

Le Xingcheng opened his mouth. It was too unexpected for him. Such an evil genius, according to the truth, they should not know each other.

"Hahaha, it's just a casual repair without a backer. It's not surprising that you don't know my name. How can you see all these eight wastelands? "

Bully laughs wildly and doesn't explain much at all.

Immediately, Ling batian turned his head, looked at the rostrum and asked, "master Zifu, do you know if I can agree to this proposal? Personally, I think the son-in-law of Zifu must be a true hero who can fight alone. Only such a true hero can be qualified to be worthy of Xia Han fairy. "

Smelling the speech, Zixu looked at his brother Ziyang, and the other party nodded slightly. Unexpectedly, he agreed.

Immediately, Zixu also laughed: "well, you're right. If other people participating in the war have no opinions, then fight directly!"

With permission again, bully looked at the waiting area and said coldly, "come on, people who don't want to lose their reputation, come up!"

Six top demons, scuffle on the same stage, to tell the truth, it takes great courage.

Because among these people, no one is weaker than the other. Once one is attacked and besieged by more than two people, it will be a little dangerous.

Therefore, the arrogant bully only dared to say scuffle, rather than fighting alone.

The five people in the waiting area looked at each other, but le Xingcheng first gave a sneer and stepped on the stage.

Then, Goh also followed with a very evil smile and followed on the stage.

His breath is much stronger than three months ago. At this time, he feels even more evil. He feels like a different person.

From the moment he appeared on the stage, even bully's eyebrows could not help frowning. He felt that he was an extremely dangerous person.

"My cloud fairy palace is never weaker than people, and ye Qianfan comes!"

White clothes fluttered, the folding fan turned over, and ye Qianfan also came to the stage.

His temperament is elegant, full of self-confidence, and his words and deeds all reveal an awe inspiring righteousness.

The temperament of Ye Qianfan is completely in contrast to that of Gao He.

At this time, I saw the Wuji venerable stroking his beard and smiling.

Immediately, he turned to look at the great saint of Gaole mountain and said, "remember, young master Gaohe has always been famous for his domineering spirit in the eight wastelands. Why can't you see the domineering spirit but evil spirit in today's atmosphere?"

Indeed, in the past, the high-profile signboard was the square sky painting halberd full of domineering, but today it is missing, which is really suspicious.

The great saint of Gaole mountain shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know. Today I saw him for the first time in three months. I think he suffered a blow before March. "

Three months ago, at the tomb of emperor Lei, Gao he was really hit hard. On that day, he was beaten by the ancient wind to make a fool of himself in public, which really hurt his face.

After ye Qianfan came to the stage, long Junjie from wuliangzong also came to the stage. He waved a sword flower at will with a long sword in his hand.

"Ha ha, it's interesting. I didn't expect that after Yan Feng, there was another madman in Bahuang after March."

He pangzi also came on the stage laughing. On such an occasion, he will not lose his reputation.

For a moment, the six geniuses were on the same station, which caused bursts of exclamation and sobs at that time.

Not surprisingly, this is the real genius hero in the eight wastelands. Today's ability to fight on the same stage can indeed go down in history.

Seeing everyone on the stage, Zixu Dasheng first looked around in the crowd, then sighed slightly in his heart and said, "since everyone is here, let's start!"

In a word, Zixu looked at Ziyang and zixiahan and found that they were unwilling and lonely.

Obviously, they are waiting for someone, but the person hasn't shown up yet.

The people they want to wait for are naturally ancient customs.

After some contact, all aspects of the ancient style have been recognized by zixiahan.

Therefore, in zixiahan's heart, ancient style is the most suitable candidate.

"Let's start. The only rule of Dabi today is that there are no rules. You can't stop until you fight to the last person!"

Finally, as the host of the conference, Zixu opened his mouth. At this time, he can't wait for the ancient style, so he can't.

He did order to start, but the people on the stage did not move, and they were still everywhere.

Everyone has a tacit understanding that no one will do it.

This is not because they are afraid of anyone, but they are also waiting for the emergence of ancient customs.

As time goes by, the figure of the ancient style is still not obvious. The people on the stage and on the high stage are not in a hurry, but the audience under the stage are in a hurry.

It was too late to see everyone do it. For a moment, there was a riot.

"What's the matter? Why don't you do it yet? Are you afraid of each other? "

The crowd was suspicious of each other. They didn't know that these people were waiting for the ancient wind, let alone the relationship between the ancient wind and these people.

On the battle platform, at least two people want to go to the ancient style and death, that is Gaohe and lexing Cheng.

Seeing that the crowd was really impatient, several people on the stage finally couldn't stand. When the music star was finished, he raised his voice and shouted three thunders at the crowd: "where is Yan Feng? Where is Yan Feng? Where is Yan Feng? "

The roar, like thunder on a sunny day, shocked the whole audience for a long time.

"Are you afraid? If you dare not show up, you are a coward! "

"Your grandpa is here!"

The answer to le Xingcheng is five simple words.

With a loud bird song, the void was torn open, and the ancient wind came to the scene. He sat on the back of a big bird full of flames.

"Ha ha, Xingcheng children, miss your grandpa so much?"

The voice fell, and the ancient style came on the stage. It was arrogant and radiant.

Since he took the stage, Xiaohuo turned into a middle-aged man and directly swaggered on the high platform next to Ziyang.

Gu Feng laughed wildly and stood alone in the center of the battle platform. After taking a look at the iron faced Le Xingcheng, he took out the invitation card and threw it to zixiahan on the high platform.

"Fairy, at your invitation, I Yan Feng came to apply for your husband. Isn't it too late?"