Chapter 218: Demon Sect 3 Shao Zun
"My holy religion, I am at peace with you."
"In Kunlun."
"Do you need to divide each other, what do you mean, want to go to war with the Holy Church?"
"Me and the Nine Saintess will compete with strength."
Wen Jiumeng smiled.
The jade fan in his hand shook.
He spoke slowly.
talking room.
His eyes looked at the steps of Misty Sect.
at last.
His eyes fell on Yunmengxi.
"Competition, of course, is OK."
"However, the challenge is over."
"You and the Nine Saintess can only participate in the elimination system and fight for the last two places."
Duanmu Wentian had an ugly look on his face.
After a while.
Like being instructed.
speak up.
"Isn't it over yet?"
"This line."
"One is for places."
"The second is for her."
Wen Jiumeng opened his mouth.
Said with a smile.
The jade fan points to Yunmeng Stream on the steps of Misty Sect.
"Could the three young masters have plans?"
"Tell me."
"If it is reasonable and reasonable, my eight major sects will not be another matter."
Duanmu Wentian asked.
With the participation of the Demon Sect, Taiyue Tianzong is not easy to mess up.
Peaceful coexistence for hundreds of years.
The Kunlun Realm cannot be thrown into battle because of a trivial matter.
"Feng Wuyu is not his opponent."
"I can fight him."
"I want to bring Miss Yun back to the Holy Church, but this young master lacks a concubine."
Wen Jiumeng said.
Speaking of the back.
Yu Fan pointed in Su Ling's direction.
Looking extremely proud.
eyes.
Still disdain.
"The face is given by myself."
"Being cheap in front of me."
"very bad."
Su Ling's figure flashed.
Leave the light curtain.
eyes.
Extremely cold.
With a smile on his face, the whole person is light.
Some time ago in the seventh battlefield, the demon sect powerhouse chased and killed him, and he was the subordinate of these three young masters.
I didn't go to the church to find him.
Unexpectedly, he came to Taiyue Dacheng.
"The Misty Sect, the Six Holy Sons."
"It is said to be the first genius of the Misty Sect in ten thousand years."
Wen Jiumeng has a scrutiny look.
Look at Su Ling.
He spoke slowly.
in tone.
It's all sarcasm.
"genius?"
"Children's stuff."
Su Ling smiled.
They are all gods of martial arts, and what kind of genius are they talking about?
in this world.
There is no shortage of talent.
Only the strong can survive.
talking room.
His eyes flicked over the girl in blue clothes unintentionally.
The two eyes.
Looking at each other, the girl's delicate body trembled, and two crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
But this is only fleeting.
Recover soon.
Except for Su Ling, no one noticed this scene.
"This young master gives you three strikes."
"You block."
"This young master returns to the altar."
"The quota belongs to you, she is optimistic about this young master for the time being."
Wen Jiumeng said lightly.
when speaking.
His eyes were always on Yunmengxi.
corners of the mouth.
With a slight smile.
"Do you still want to go back?"
"Really confident."
"Let's go, outside the city will give you a chance to fight."
Su Ling was stunned.
speak up.
The first genius of the Demon Sect in ten thousand years, if it was before, what would he do with him?
But now.
related to him.
To provoke him, Su Ling, and to bring Yun Mengxi back to the Demon Sect as a concubine.
This is to humiliate him Su Ling and Yunmengxi.
Arrogant.
Who wouldn't?
Since confident.
So.
I will give you a chance to fight.
How arrogant and domineering.
Done.
In a flash, he headed towards the outside of Taiyue City.
this action.
Stun everyone.
Fighting in a light curtain, you won't really die if you die.
go out and fight.
Isn't this looking for death?
In the Kunlun Realm, who can fight against the Young Master of the Demon Sect?
while shocked.
It was more of excitement and cheers.
because.
Su Ling represents the right path.
Dare to fight against the Young Master of the Demon Sect, this courage alone is enough to make the righteous strong man take a sigh of relief.
"This……"
The saints and saints of the eight sects, as well as their elders.
are speechless.
Completely exceeded their expectations.
swoosh
swoosh
a time.
Countless strong men are rushing towards becoming.