Journey to the West: Start by rejecting the Guanyin layout

Chapter 184 I Want One to Fight Ten
Then they arrived at the Martial Arts Field with ease, and Lan Xuan'er looked at Chen Jincheng with a smile on her face: "Is this the reincarnation of Mr. Song Yu?"

Chen Jincheng answered, "It's all gossip, it can't be true."

Lan Xuan'er said: "Oh, so that's the case. No wonder I see this Mr. He Lianhuan as no different from an idiot. If someone like him is also the reincarnation of Senior Song Yu, then Senior Song Yu will really become It's a joke."

Chen Jincheng's expression froze. Lan Xuan'er was too arrogant and didn't take herself seriously. Couldn't she see that she was just talking politely?

Moreover, He Lianhuan is the reincarnation of the first head master, and Lan Xuan'er said he is an idiot, isn't that just turning a corner and scolding Master Song Yu as an idiot as well.

He Lianhuan was even more angry, although he had already decided to hide his power and bide his time, but with his self-restraint, someone said that he was an idiot in front of him, this couldn't be tolerated: "Miss Xuan'er, you really underestimate others, you are so If you look down on me, then see the real chapter on stage."

Lan Xuan'er looked at He Lianhuan and shook her head.

He Lianhuan sneered: "What's the matter, seriously, are you afraid?"

Lan Xuan'er said: "With your current strength and cultivation, you are definitely not my opponent. You and I fight alone, and the victory is invincible. Mr. Chen, a rising star in the Reclusive Immortal Palace, who is under a thousand years old, choose ten Come fight me."

"Under a thousand years old?"

Chen Jincheng was taken aback. This is the courage of the sky. The world of Shengluo is different from the world of prehistoric.

Cultivation in the prehistoric world is slow and requires years of precipitation.

In the world of Shengluo, the potential for cultivation is basically within a thousand years. Some people have reached the realm of Hunyuan Daluo, Hunyuan Taiji, and even Hunyuan Wuji within a thousand years.

After a thousand years, although the cultivation base may grow, it is difficult to cross a big realm.

When Lu Feng was taking the exam for the Immortal Palace, the examiner said that he was over 800 years old and still a Daluo Jinxian, and they didn't want to accept him, and it wasn't because he was from Jinzhou.

Those who come here to take the exam are basically people under five hundred years old, and the younger they are, the more they are valued, and they have more opportunities to study in the Hermit Immortal Palace.

This Lan Xuan'er, who was less than a hundred years old, challenged opponents with a thousand-year-old limit, and even fought ten of them one by one. He was so arrogant, so arrogant, he simply didn't take the Recluse Immortal Palace seriously.

However, Chen Jincheng also knew that the current He Lianhuan was probably not Lan Xuan'er's opponent, she should already have the cultivation level of a saint, that's why she dared to be so unscrupulous.

With a sullen face, Chen Jincheng said, "Since Xuan'er said it, whoever wants to challenge her, please stand up."

A small number of people cherish feathers and don't bother to join hands with others, so they don't move.

What's more, I am very angry. In this world, women are somewhat discriminated against. The mainstream of cultivation is men. Women, what kind of immortality, what kind of martial arts, is not very good at home.

It's fine to show your face, fight and kill, but still look down on people so much, is there no real man in the Immortal Palace?Today buddy will beat you!

"Master, count me in."

"Master, and me."

People came out one after another. Although Chen Jincheng hadn't accepted an apprentice for 50 years, but 50 years ago, he was also a man with peaches and plums all over the world, and he needed enough disciples to help him manage the territory under the Recluse Immortal Palace.

In the Reclusive Immortal Palace, there are still several hundred of his disciples, the older ones have become elders, deans, professors, most of them are under a thousand years old, and they are all studying further.

Chen Jincheng looked at the group of people in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction. Among the ten people, the oldest was only two hundred years old, but through advanced training, they all successfully beheaded three corpses and became holy. The youngest, He Lianhuan, although his cultivation level It's just Da Luo Jinxian, but he is only in his 30s and has the combat power of a quasi-sage. Although he is still very weak, Chen Jincheng values ​​him the most.

The nine saints, together with He Lianhuan, will surely win this battle!
Seeing the support of nine senior brothers, He Lianhuan's confidence greatly increased, he jumped onto the fighting arena, and shouted:

"Lan Xuan'er, come up to die!"

"Out of control."

Lan Xuan'er jumped onto the high platform, before the order to compete was issued, Lan Xuan'er teleported to He Lianhuan, and punched out.

He Lianhuan turned into a human cannonball, smashed through the roof like a meteor, and flew to nowhere.

Lan Xuan'er was full of disdain: "Then why is Song Yu reincarnated, so vulnerable? No wonder Song Yu was defeated by the master many times before he was alive. It turned out that he was afraid that he would not be able to beat his wife, so he would lose face when he said it. Man, that's all promising."

"Bold, to insult my ancestor!"

Another disciple of Chen Jincheng jumped onto the high platform: "Gu Qingtong is no match for my patriarch, but because the patriarch saw that she was a daughter, he didn't have the same knowledge as her, so he was merciful."

"As for you girls, you don't know who you are, you really think you are very good, don't you, if you don't teach yourself a lesson today, you won't be able to do it."

"Shhhh~"

Nine figures stood in the arena, holding sharp swords, forming a nine palace sword array.

Although Chen Jincheng was dissatisfied with Lan Xuan'er, he couldn't really kill her, or even prevent Lan Xuan'er from being seriously injured.

If Lan Xuan'er really had something good or bad, he couldn't explain it to Gu Qingtong, so he said, "Feng'er, let's go to the end of the martial arts competition."

The angry disciple Wang Lingfeng shouted: "Master, Lan Xuan'er punched fiercely, and hit Junior Brother He Lianhuan who was seriously injured and disappeared. She will not show mercy."

Chen Jincheng said angrily: "Nine of you, even if you win, you won't be able to win by force, don't talk too much."

"Yes."

Wang Lingfeng reluctantly agreed.

Lan Xuan'er smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, actually you don't have to worry about me, the nine of them together can't hurt me."

"Pooh!"

"Insanity!"

"Suffer to death!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and nine flying swords formed a sword array, which was as fast as lightning, and shot down from nine directions, trying to kill Lan Xuan'er with one blow.

But Lan Xuan'er didn't move, she didn't seem to intend to resist, and let the flying sword land on her neck.

And just when the flying sword was only [-] centimeter away from Lan Xuan'er's body, as if it was about to pierce her body, Lan Xuan'er moved.

Her arms seemed to be as solid as a rock, invulnerable to swords and guns, and her palm seemed to have a magnet with strong gravitational force. She actually grasped all the flying swords in her hand in an instant, and then kneaded them, and the nine flying swords were like kneaded paper Like a ball, it became a round twist shape.

Then the nine flying swords became bowling balls in Lan Xuan'er's hands, and Chen Jincheng's nine disciples seemed to be bowling pins, Lan Xuan'er flicked the sword ball.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a series of sounds of falling to the ground, and screams one after another, resounding throughout the entire Yanwu Dao Temple.

Among the nine saints in front of Lan Xuan'er, none of them were able to control the enemy with her single move. Her tendons were broken and her bones were broken by the sword ball, and she fell to the ground.

This kind of strength is simply terrifying.

Chen Jincheng was startled, he never expected that a little girl who was less than a hundred years old could be so strong.

What's even more frightening is that she didn't seem to use any martial arts and magic weapons, and she defeated nine of her disciples just by relying on her strength and combat experience.

No wonder this fellow has no fear and dares to challenge alone.

The Reclusive Immortal Palace, I am afraid that today I will lose face.

Lan Xuan'er clapped her hands, her expression a little displeased: "It's boring, it's like tofu dregs, I can't help but fight. Which senior brother still wants to come on stage and exchange martial arts with me?"

Those who can beat Lan Xuan'er are basically under a thousand years old, and no one under a thousand years old is her opponent, so there is no answer.

Lan Xuan'er sighed and said, "Oh, Master is right. The Immortal Palace seems to be prosperous, but in fact there are no talents. That's why they made such a gimmick about Song Yu's reincarnation."

(End of this chapter)