The world's most invincible

Chapter 143 Unexpected Development
Seeing the two large flags erected on both sides of the ring, Li Goyi didn't know what to say.

Punch the sick tiger of Dongzhou, trample the weak chicken of Beizhou.

There is no doubt that the person who set up the arena and raised the banner came from Northwest Fenghuo Continent.

If you dare to say such things in Beizhi Gezhou, you are not afraid of being beaten to death.

Almost as soon as the arena was set up, a large number of people gathered around, and all the passers-by and non-passers could not help but gather around when they saw the couplets and banners.

They all want to see what kind of person dares to speak such wild words.

Li Goyi and Xiaoqianjun heard people talking, saw the couplets floating on the street ahead, and walked over.

On the ring, stood a young man with a mace on his shoulders, half a piece of animal skin on his body, and wild hair flying like a savage.

This young man is thin and thin, his face is as sharp as a knife, but he has a surly and fierce look.

And the aura faintly revealing from his body is at least the realm of the Nine Realms of Void Refining. This kind of realm, and acting so ostentatiously, is obviously one of the contestants in Northwest Fenghuo Continent.

As soon as the news came from Donghua Mountain, it was put on the ring, and the action was really fast.

Just doing this, Li Xiangyi still wanted to say: I am really not afraid of being beaten to death!
He looked around and saw that among the crowd around the arena, there were already several strong young men with dark auras, some of whom he knew, such as Song Jiu, a blind child with bloody hands.

This blind boy holding a bamboo pole has entered the top ten of Beizhou People's List for two consecutive years, but because of his poor record in the past three years, his ranking in the latest session has not changed from the previous one.

Still in eighth place.

But being on the list consecutively is enough to prove his strength.

Li Xiangyi and Xiaoqian Jun met him in the East Marsh City, and together they dealt with the soul shadow girl Hua Feihua.

Afterwards, he quietly left, and unexpectedly came to Donghua Mountain, apparently invited to participate in the Three Continents Contest.

There are also a few people who don't know each other, and their aura is not inferior to that of the blood-handed blind boy. They should be the arrogance of East Penglai Continent. Of course, it is not ruled out that they are young masters who have just joined the WTO in Beizhige Continent, or young strongmen from other continents.

After all, the world is so big that dragons and tigers are hidden everywhere, so it should not be underestimated.

On the ring stage, Tianjiao Tianjiao of Northwest Fenghuozhou, who was carrying a mace, saw more and more people gathered around him.

Not only was there no trace of timidity, but he said recklessly, "My name is Chunyu Momo. I come from Wanlang Mountain, Fenghuo Continent in the northwest, and I was nicknamed 'Black Wolf'. You can call me His Highness Heilang."

"Today, I set up a ring here to suppress all the so-called Tianjiao who are below the ten realms."

"Whether you are martial arts, Confucian scholars, monks, or sword cultivators, as long as you are not in the tenth realm, you will not be able to take the stick. If you refuse to accept—"

Holding the mace in one hand, he pointed to the banner hanging between the two large flags: "Then let's fight!"

Hearing his clamor, the crowd onlookers began to discuss.

Those who have read the list of the continent's gold list and remembered the top talents on the list looked at Song Jiu, a blind child with blood hands, and several young talents in East Penglaizhou.

To deal with the provocative Tianjiao of Northwest Fenghuozhou, naturally only the Tianjiao of Zhigezhou in the north and Penglaizhou in the east can make a move.

Today's big show was originally prepared for the young talents of the three continents.

The blood-handed blind boy Song Jiu didn't respond at all, just like the one Li Xiangyi and Xiao Qianjun met in the East Marsh City.

From East Penglai Continent, the three Nine Realm Talents standing together discussed calmly.

One of the youths dressed as a martial artist said, "Brother Shao, Brother Zhongli, what do you think?"

On the right side of the young warrior, stood a tall and handsome young swordsman named Shao Zongxu, who had the highest rank and strength among the three.

Hearing the words, he replied: "It's just a barbarian from the Northwest. Since he wants to fight, let him be done."

The young warrior asked again: "Then who will go?"

"let me try."

The young sword cultivator Shao Zongxu hadn't answered yet, the third Dong Penglaizhou Tianjiao, also the youngest among the three, a young sword cultivator who was only sixteen or seventeen years old hurriedly replied: "I'll come!"

The boy's name is Zhongli Yuanheng. Although he is not very old, he is a very famous genius boy in East Penglaizhou. He is from the third sword sect - the abbot sword sect.

Ten years ago, when he joined Zhang Jianzong, he was hailed as a genius sword embryo. After practicing, he really made rapid progress. The day before the announcement of the Dazhou Gold List, he defeated three brothers from the same sect with one move, and entered the east. Penglai Zhouren top ten.

At the age of 17 years and three months, he was promoted to the Ninth Realm. Although he did not create the history of the youngest Nine Realm Sword Cultivator in East Penglaizhou, he was still dazzling enough. , and also loves his great-great-great-grandson very much.

Hearing that he wanted to make a move, Shao Zongxu, who was at the highest level, nodded.

The young warrior is also very relieved.

Zhongli Yuanheng did not act immediately, but glanced at the blood-handed blind boy Song Jiu in the crowd, and said, "I'll deal with this Fenghuo Island barbarian first, and then I'll ask you about the sword."

He is a real genius boy, and the one opposite, before he came to Beizhi Gezhou, he had seen the new Beizhou people list, and knew that he was a fake boy.

Forget it if you don't meet him, since you met him today, he, a real boy, will fight this fake blind boy.

Blind boy with bloody hands?
I'm going to make you a blind bloodbath!

Hearing his provocative words, Song Jiu, the blood-handed blind boy, still didn't respond.

He just happened to pass by here, and was blocked by the ring that suddenly appeared. As for the challenge and the sword questioning, he didn't care at all.

If it wasn't for Langya Academy's strong invitation and the unavoidable kindness to repay, he wouldn't even come to Donghua Mountain.

He didn't speak, but the young genius Zhongli Yuanheng thought he had agreed, and with a sword rising from his back, he was about to rush to the ring and clean up the Northwest barbarian Chunyu Momo.

Just before he jumped, a huge cloud of black mist suddenly appeared out of thin air, covering the intersection, as well as all the rings and everyone around.

"Ah, dare you, thief!"

As soon as the black mist appeared, Chunyu Momo, the Tianjiao of Northwest Fenghuo Continent, heard the furious sound from above the ring, and then heard a huge movement of fierce confrontation.

The black mist came suddenly and went lightly, and was blown away by the wind after a dozen or so breaths.

And when the black mist dissipated, the movement on the ring also stopped.

When the last smear of black mist was blown into the sky by the breeze, everyone took a look and saw that on the ring, Chunyu Momo, who was originally powerful, fierce and surly, fell to the ground with his head in a different place.

The thick mace made of Tianwai Xuantie was also broken in two and lay beside him.

"Ah... what just happened?"

"Who killed this 'His Royal Highness Black Wolf'?"

"That inexplicable black mist, who released it?"

"Chunyu Momo was killed in such a short period of time, how powerful should the person who shot him be?"

Seeing the scene after the black mist dissipated, almost everyone was shocked.

People around the arena were discussing and looking for someone to make a move, and finally turned their attention to the three young talents in East Penglaizhou.

The young genius Zhongli Yuanheng stood there stunned, as if he was surprised by what happened in the black mist, when he felt everyone's eyes on him and understood their thoughts.

Shaking his head, he said, "It's not me."

His saber is still behind his back, not out of its sheath, and his natal flying sword is still in the sword palace, not separated from his body at all.

However, everyone didn't believe it. After all, he was the one who said that he was going to make a move just now, and among all the young strongmen who could possibly beat Fenghuo Continent Tianjiao Chunyu Momo, he was the closest to the ring.

Just now there was the sound of metal collisions in the black mist, which was also very similar to the sound of flying swords and maces fighting.

Feeling everyone's suspicious eyes, he blushed and shook his head again: "It's really not me!"

He would certainly admit it, and it's nothing to be ashamed of.

But it wasn't him, but he didn't want to take credit for it. His sword heart was pure and straightforward, yes it was, no it wasn't.

No matter what others think, Rong Zhu, a young warrior next to him, and Shao Zongxu, a young swordsman, believe it.

With suspicion, they looked at the other young strong men with dark aura around the ring.

At this moment, a long howl suddenly came from a distance: "Who dares to kill my black wolf of Dafenghuozhou by dirty means?"

Before the sound fell, the person arrived first, and an extremely tall and strong figure landed on the ring.

This man was ten feet tall, muscular all over, with exposed veins, very solid, standing on the ring like a hill.

He glanced at Chunyu Momo, who was lying on the ground with his head in a different place, with a cold but fierce expression, looked around and said, "Who killed the black wolf?"

No one responded.

He continued: "If you challenge him on the stage, and the light wins him, I, Fenghuozhou, have nothing to say, not to mention that the body is different, even if the soul is stripped, we will recognize it."

"But you murdered him with nasty means, so I, Fenghuozhou, will never agree!"

As soon as the words were finished, another four or five figures swept over from a distance and landed on the ring.

They were also fierce and angry.

There is no doubt that these five people are also from Northwest Fenghuo Continent.

"Who is it? Stand up for me!" One of the bald men with a double ax shouted fiercely.

But still no one responded, neither the three people from Dong Penglaizhou, Song Jiu, the blind boy with bloody hands, the other youths with dark aura, nor Li Xiangjiu and Xiao Qianjun, who were transformed into Li Shujiu, did not speak.

Like everyone around the ring, watching them quietly together is like watching a group of angry horse monkeys.

On the ring stage, a big man with a blood-colored goshawk tattooed on his chest glared at the audience and shouted: "If you have the guts, stand up for me!"

"Let your grandpa see which turtle grandson dares to murder my son-in-law of Fenghuozhou!"

Of course no one will answer.

The six Fenghuozhou Tianjiao standing on the stage became more and more annoyed, and scanned everyone in the audience together.

In the end, his eyes fell on the three Tianjiao in East Penglaizhou, the blood-handed blind boy Song Jiu, and several other strong young men with dark breaths.

Shao Zongxu, Rong Zhu, and Zhongli Yuanheng, the three talents of East Penglaizhou, looked at them happily and fearlessly.

Zhongli Yuanheng refused to admit that he killed it, Shao Zongxu and Rong Zhu did not answer, not because they were afraid, but because they were too lazy to pay attention.

But if a few people from Fenghuozhou in the northwest approach them, they will not be afraid of a battle.

They came across continents to fight.

Whether it's fighting against Tianjiao in Zhigezhou in the north, or fighting with barbarians in Fenghuozhou in the northwest, it's the same.

Song Jiu, a blind child with bloody hands, and several other unidentified young strong men with dark auras were also the same, but they just kept silent, and they were not afraid that some people from Fenghuozhou in the northwest would come to them.

As for Li Zhijiu, he is now Li Shujiu, who only has the sixth realm, and his aura of majesty conceals his real realm, so he is not regarded by the six people in Fenghuozhou at all.

The first one who arrived, the tall and strong man in Fenghuozhou, who was as tall and strong as a hill, glanced at Chunyu Momo on the ground again, and said coldly: "Since no one answers or admits it, then we have no choice but to treat it as all of you. They're all murderers."

"Since that's the case—"

The other five shouted together: "Kill!"

As soon as the word "kill" was roared, the breaths of the six standing Northwest Fenghuozhou Tianjiao changed at the same time, and their ferocious power rose to the sky, stirring up all directions.

call!
Just when they were about to take action and rushed down the ring to wash the long street with blood, another huge cloud of black mist appeared out of thin air, covering the entire intersection.

"Dog thief, you really haven't left yet, take my life!"

The big man in Fenghuozhou, who was like a hill, shouted sharply, and then an extremely fierce battle broke out in the black mist.

Not only him, but the other five Fenghuo Continent's talents are also fighting with unknown opponents.

Shrouded in black mist, the situation was chaotic. No one knew who they were fighting with, and no one knew the specific situation of the battle. They only knew that the fight was lively.

This time, the black mist drifted for half a quarter of an hour before dissipating under the blowing of the breeze.

When the last wisp of black mist disappeared and the cross street became clear again, on the ring, there were only six Tianjiao from Northwest Fenghuo Continent, and the lying "Black Wolf" Chunyu Momo.

But the audience was empty and there was no one there.

Whether it was the three heavenly talents from East Penglaizhou, the blood-handed blind boy Song Jiu, or several other young strong men with dark auras and unknown identities, Li Xiangyi, Xiao Qianjun, and even other ordinary spectators, all disappeared.

The highest realm, and also the top on the list of people in Fenghuozhou, Gu Zhifu, a big man like a hill, looked at the empty streets with a gloomy expression.

"Old man, what should we do? These Beizhou cowards and Dongzhou thieves are treating us like wild dogs!"

The other five looked at him, waiting for an order.

Gu Zhifu said coldly: "Since they are not moral and do not abide by the rules, let's let go of our hands and feet, don't we just want to play, what we are best at in Dafenghuozhou is to play."

"From now on, I announce the start of the summer hunt, code-named 'Beacon Flames'!"

The others roared together: "Kill! Find all of them and kill them all. The hunters of Fenghuo Continent never let go of any prey!"

One of the Tianjiao, thinking that this is the foot of Donghua Mountain, had some scruples, and asked, "Isn't it good to go hunting directly? After all, this is the dojo of the Donghua Mountain God Lord."

Gu Zhifu said coldly: "What are you afraid of? They broke the rules first, and what's more, even if we broke the rules, so what? Lord Helian will support us."

In this way, that one has no objection.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The six roared at the same time.

(End of this chapter)