Lord Hong

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As for Luo Yun, Fang Qingyu and other famous and powerful Zifu, Yin Sui, a big man in black robes, passed by directly.

"Fellow Daoist Sangzong!" Yin Sui, a big man in black robes, said softly, "Please come to the stage to compete for a while."

"Om~" The invisible wave descended again, and the young man in sky blue robe Sang Zong directly moved into the ring.

Obviously, this cannot be refused.

Sang Zong's expression was extremely embarrassing.

During the first level, he practiced the sect's secret technique, and realized that Yun Hong was not as ordinary as he appeared on the surface, so he was lucky enough to enter the second level.

But his luck seemed to be spent in the first level. Among the many monks at the peak of the purple mansion, he was selected by the black-robed man Yin Sui at a glance.

Does this mean that in Yin Sui's eyes, his Sangzong is the weakest?

Thinking of this, Sang Zong's face became more and more ugly, but before the battle, he could only go all out to get a chance.

The two sides immediately began to fight.

"The war is on."

"Observe Yin Sui's methods, maybe we will meet again later."

"Well, yes, know the opponent's strength in advance."

Many Zifu monks beside the ring were watching the battle, especially those who were perfect monks in the Zifu realm, who were extremely serious.

However, there are also a few who don't care too much.

Like Luo Yun, who considers his strength to be the number one among everyone present, he doesn't feel that Yin Sui can threaten him in the future.

There are also Fang Qingyu.

Although he was also watching the battle, he had been observing Luo Yun and Yun Hong from the corner of his eye. When he found that the conversation between the two became more enthusiastic, the anger in his heart naturally became stronger.

"My Dongxuanzong and Luoxiaodian have a grudge, who doesn't know who doesn't know?" Fang Qingyu's heart is cold: "This kid not only deliberately picked on my Dongxuanzong's ugliness at the beginning, but now he has a hot chat with Na Luoyun .”

Dongxuanzong and Luoxiao Palace are enemies of life and death.

In Fang Qingyu's view, an enemy's friend is naturally an enemy, not to mention a casual cultivator, he didn't take it seriously.

"If there is a chance, I will show you." Fang Qingyu's eyes flashed coldly.

The edge of the viewing platform.

"Brother Hong, that Fang Qingyu looked at us a few times just now." The bald boy in red robe Luo Yun shook his head and said: "You and I are on good terms, and with his narrow personality, I'm afraid he will hold you in resentment, and I'm the one who got involved about you."

"Brother Luo was just joking." Yun Hong laughed and said, "Who do I want to make friends with? Could it be that Dongxuanzong can control me?"

"Brother Hong is happy."

Luo Yun felt more and more that Yunhong was worthy of dating, and suddenly frowned and said, "No, Fang Qingyu is the third one to arrive, faster than me. He might just choose Brother Hong to go to the ring."

In the first corridor space, Yunhong delayed a little time, slower than Luo Yun and Fang Qingyu.

was the ninth to arrive.

"Damn it." Luo Yun said bitterly: "If I had known it would be the first round, I would not waste time and directly use my magic to sweep those people away, so I wouldn't be slower than Fang Qingyu."

"The world is unpredictable." Yun Hong reassured.

"I'm just afraid that you will be hurt, Brother Hong." Luo Yun sighed softly, "Brother Hong, if you come ninth, I'm afraid your strength is not bad, just!"

Obviously, Luo Yun didn't think that Yun Hong in the early days of Dongtian could surpass Fang Qingyu in the consummation of Zifu Realm.

"Nothing." Yun Hong smiled, and then glanced at Fang Qingyu in the distance.

Seeing that Yun Hong didn't care much, Luo Yun didn't want to say anything more, and suddenly said: "Brother Hong, look, that Sangzong exploded with such strength that he almost lost."

...Boom!

on the ring.

The battle that would have been one-sided in the hearts of many immortal cultivators turned out to be a wonderful one. The two monks from the Zifu fought insanely.

First, Sang Zong, who was at the peak of the Zifu Realm, made a killer move as soon as he made a move.

The combination of six Dao weapon flying knives was terrifyingly powerful. It didn't seem like the peak of the Zifu Realm at all, but directly suppressed the black-robed man Yin Sui.

In particular, there are two magic weapons with the most powerful flying knives.

In the blink of an eye, he entered within fifty miles of Yin Suizi's Mansion, a man in black robe, and the battle was almost over.

But the critical moment.

Yin Sui, a big man in black robe, also broke out, his strength was also beyond everyone's imagination. This battle is over.

In this battle, although Sang Zong was defeated, no one in the Purple Mansion would dare to underestimate him.

"Sure enough, no one should underestimate life-and-death fights!" Luo Yun sighed from the side, "This Sangzong didn't use his real ultimate move at all, and he almost won against that black-robed man Yin Sui."

"Oh? The real killer move?" Yunhong was puzzled.

"This Sangzong is a disciple of the top immortal sect 'Northern Beast Sect'. The most powerful of this sect is to raise insects and beasts. This Sangzong has cultivated to the peak of Zifu. Normally, there are at least five or six Zifu under his command." Big worms and big monsters in the realm!" Luo Yun said in a low voice: "If the accumulation is deep enough, there will be a dozen or so."

"So powerful?" Yun Hong was slightly surprised: "Can the insects and beasts in the Zifu Realm be cultivated at will?"

Even in the top immortal sect, it is not easy to train a cultivator of the Purple Mansion, but any member of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect has a bunch of Zifu realm servants?

Unbelievable!

Moreover, in Yunhong's classics left over from 'Bai Jun', there is no mention of this Northern Beast Gate at all.

Obviously, this is a powerful sect that has risen in the last tens of thousands of years.

"The North Beast Sect is very mysterious, and I don't know much about it. It seems to be some kind of special training method, which is different from normal cultivation."

"However, the big worms and big monsters they cultivated are weaker in combat power and spiritual wisdom than those of the same level of Zifu monks!" Luo Yun said softly.

"Yeah." Yunhong nodded slightly, which is normal.

There are actually many ways to cultivate monsters and insects. Yun Hong remembered that there were similar insect nests in the Myriad Treasures of the Dragon Burial Realm.

However, compared with the normal way of cultivating immortals, this is just a small way, and it is difficult to achieve great achievements, and it is even more difficult to survive the catastrophe.

"The strength of a single big monster is naturally weak, but if there are too many, it is also terrifying." The bald boy Luo Yun said with a smile: "Fortunately, Baijian Tiandi judged that the big monster belongs to external force, and it is not allowed to use it."

"So that's how it is." Yun Hong was stunned, but he also understood the strength of this school.

It's like fighting with the Dongxuanzong army back then.

Fighting alone, Yun Hong killed the cultivators of the Purple Mansion of the Eastern Xuanzong like killing a chicken, and no one could block his second sword.

However, when dozens of cultivators from the Purple Mansion joined forces with thousands of cultivators in the realm of spiritual consciousness to perform the 'Skyfire Suppressing Prison', they almost killed him.

Ants kill elephants!

When Yun Hong and Luo Yun were talking, the second battle in the arena had already broken out. However, the second-ranked Zifu cultivator did not choose Yunhong, but picked another Zifu Realm peak.

This battle was uneventful.

The perfect monk in the Zifu Realm easily won, which also made many people secretly relieved. After all, there are only a few who can fight across the border.

After the Second World War.

It is the third battle that has attracted much attention.

There was no other reason. In this battle, it was Fang Qingyu in the red scarf and black robe who chose the opponent, which was enough to make almost everyone present dignified.

On strength.

Except for Luo Yun who can say that he is more confident of winning against Fang Qingyu, the rest of the Zifu monks, even if those Zifu realms are perfect, are not very sure.

It can be said that once Fang Qingyu is selected as an opponent, he is almost declared out!

"Who will Fang Qingyu choose? Luo Yun?"

"probably not."

"This is just a treasure hunt, not a life-and-death vendetta, and Fang Qingyu may not be sure that he can beat Luo Yun. His family sister Fang Qinglai is not far behind!" Many Zifu monks communicated with each other, all quite nervous.

Can't help being nervous.

on the ring.

"It seems that they don't want to be chosen by me." Fang Qingyu, who was wearing a red scarf and a black robe, glanced at the monks of the Zifu, very satisfied with such a posture that attracted so much attention.

But that satisfaction is fleeting.

Because, he saw two chattering and laughing figures who didn't care about him at all—Yun Hong!Luo Yun!

"Damn it!" Fang Qingyu's eyes were cold.

That's all for Luo Yun. Although Fang Qingyu is unwilling, he has to admit that Luo Yun's strength should be slightly stronger than his own. If he really wants to fight to the death, Luo Yun is more likely to be the one who survives.

But this Hong, now, dare to ignore him?

"Quickly select an opponent!" The mechanical indifferent voice sounded in Fang Qingyu's ears again, and only he could hear this voice.

"Hong!" Fang Qingyu spat out a word.

next moment.

"Om~" Intangible spatial fluctuations, Yun Hong, who was chatting with Luo Yun, appeared on the ring in an instant.

"I chose Hong."

"It's the casual cultivator in the early days of the cave."

"Although it is the early stage of Dongtian, but the vitality is vigorous, and it should be more difficult to deal with than the peak of Zifu. What does Fang Qingyu think?"

"Is there a big difference between Fang Qingyu at the peak of the Zifu Realm, or the early stage of the Dongtian Realm?" Twenty or so Zifu monks communicated with each other.

It was unexpected and reasonable for Yunhong to be chosen by Fang Qingyu.

same.

A trace of schadenfreude was born in the hearts of many Zifu monks. With Yun Hong going up, they naturally wouldn't have to face Fang Qingyu.

There are only two exceptions.

One is Luo Yun. Although he had been worried for a long time, but Yun Hong was really chosen by Fang Qingyu, he was also very angry in his heart, and felt a little more guilty towards Yun Hong.

In Luo Yun's mind, if he didn't have himself, I'm afraid Yunhong would not have suffered such an innocent disaster.

The other one was the woman in the light yellow robe, she looked at Fang Qingyu on the ring with a proud face like a fool.

"This Fang Qingyu, is he too confident, or too unlucky?" The woman in the light yellow robe couldn't help but ask in her heart.

Among the people present, Sang Zong left, only she knew how terrifying Yun Hong's strength was while keeping a low profile on the surface.

original.

She was quite curious about who would be so unlucky to be picked by Yunhong, but she never thought that Fang Qingyu would take the initiative to choose Yunhong as his opponent.

But the woman in the light yellow robe was only puzzled for a moment.

The next moment, she suddenly connected the scenes of Yunhong's previous actions in her mind, from speaking deliberately in the Baijian Pavilion, to keeping a low profile all the way, talking and laughing with Luo Yun, and letting the two of them hide information about their strength.

In the end, Fang Qingyu was so angry that he took the initiative to choose him as his opponent.

"Is it a coincidence? Or is Hong deliberately trying to provoke Fang Qingyu?" This thought flashed through the mind of the woman in the pale yellow robe.

If Yun Hong did it deliberately, then the hatred between the two sides would be great.

If it wasn't for Yun Hong's deliberation, then Fang Qingyu would be too unlucky.

Just as the woman in the light yellow robe was thinking wildly, Yun Hong and Fang Qingyu were looking at each other from a distance in the arena.

"Hong!" Fang Qingyu's face was full of complacency, and even more coldly: "It's unlucky for you to meet me."

"I'm unlucky?" Yun Hong's face was strange, and then he said slowly: "Fang Daoyou, who do you think will be more unlucky between the two of us today?"

Chapter 85 Three Swords

"Who is more unlucky today?" Yun Hong looked at Fang Qingyu with a half-smile.

As soon as Yun Hong's words came out, Fang Qingyu's face froze, and he stared at Yun Hong in astonishment.

Not only Fang Qingyu, but even the dozen or so immortal cultivators who watched the battle from a distance looked at Yunhong in shock.

What Yunhong said obviously didn't take Fang Qingyu seriously!

"Hong, look at what you mean, you want to win me today!" Fang Qingyu stared at Yunhong.

"En." Yunhong nodded of course.