After listening to Guo Nuanyang's words, everyone was stunned, their faces were embarrassed, and no one spoke for a long time, obviously they were quite surprised by Guo Nuanyang's choice, but as Guo Nuanyang said, this seemingly fair battle of the Nine Statues does have inherent drawbacks for Guo Nuanyang, who is good at assassination.

Faced with such an embarrassing scene, Guo Nuanyang was not discouraged, but asked directly: "Boss Yun, can our Nine Venerable Mansion set up a branch dedicated to assassination in the future?"

Yun Yang said hesitantly: "Originally, I didn't have this plan. ”

Guo Nuanyang's face was depressed when he heard this, and he hung his head and said: "Then what should I do, it's really not my forte to fight head-on......"

Yun Yang said: "I really didn't plan to set up a branch specializing in assassination, but the Nine Venerable Mansion I conceived has a Dark Hall Yin Division. And looking around the entire Nine Venerable Mansion, there will be no one more suitable for the position of Lord of the Dark Hall than you!"

Guo Nuanyang jumped up in surprise: "My favorite thing is to do this, from this moment on, I am the master of the dark hall, no one is allowed to rob me!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, sweeping away the previous embarrassing atmosphere.

Whoever robs you is a fool.

In the next game, Lan Ruojun vs. Wu Mengmeng.

Lan Ruojun is known as the frost sword in yellow clothes, and Wu Mengmeng is known as the golden needle in purple robes; after the previous three battles, Yun Yang is quite looking forward to the abilities of the two, and wants to know if their nicknames are worthy of their names, and how amazing they are.

But the battle had just begun, and everyone was stunned and dumbfounded for a long time.

Lan Ruojun was dressed in yellow as usual, and the frost sword was also there, which seemed to be worthy of the name, but at the beginning of the battle, the frost sword was thrown out by himself as a hidden weapon, and instead of it, there were yellow long needles, and he held two slightly thick long needles in his hands.

On the other hand, Wu Mengmeng, dressed in a purple robe, was good, and as soon as he came up, he released a golden needle raid like a torrential rain, as if he deserved his name, and the person was as his name, but after that needle rain fell, he flipped his wrist and got started with a long sword......

Yun Yang subconsciously covered his eyes, he couldn't look at it.

Which of you two wields a sword and who wields a needle?

Is it true that a person is as good as his name?

Obviously, if you want to change your clothes, is it the real match for the nickname......

The result of this battle was that Wu Mengyun narrowly won a move, and Lan Ruojun snorted and went straight to wait for the next battle.

The four victors so far are Shi Wuchen, Wu Mengmeng, Ren Qingfang, and Tie Qingcang, and three of them are from the kendo.

At the right time, the two men from the last group came on the field.

The poison-hearted doctor is careless, and the star soul swordsman Luo Dajiang.

Ping Xiaoyi is thin and small, the whole person's appearance is like a monkey, Luo Dajiang is tall and broad, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a tall figure; almost comparable to Dong Qitian's figure, as soon as the two came on the field, they opposed each other, which caused a burst of laughter.

Dong Qitian grinned: "This seems to be a monkey in the middle of the city......"

Luo Dajiang held a knife in his hand, but this knife was slightly higher than Ping Xiaoyi when it stood on the ground, and he looked helpless: "Xiaoyi, you can admit defeat." I really can't afford to fight you. ”

Ping Xiaoyi squinted his eyes and said, "It's your business that you can't lift your strength, but I'm very energetic to fight you." ”

Luo Dajiang sighed and reached out to draw his knife.

The moment the long knife rubbed against the scabbard, but when a dragon roared and a tiger roared, the long knife came out of the sheath and the cold light flickered.

At this moment, even Dong Qitian couldn't help but be moved.

Luo Dajiang was standing there very simply at this time, but he gave others a subtle feeling that he was connected with the sky, the earth, the knife, and the people!

The whole person is a mountain completely forged by a long knife, connected with heaven and earth, and the endless sword intent spreads out along his feet and continues to extend.

The long knife slowly fell, pointing far forward.

An indisputable domineering aura swept out, and for a time the sand and dust flew on the ground, covering the whole audience.

In the face of Rusi's momentum, Ping Xiaoyi subconsciously took a step back.

This kind of majestic momentum makes people can't help but feel unrivaled cowardice as soon as they come into contact.

How did Ping Xiaoyi not know the trick, he screamed, his body suddenly straightened, and his originally extremely thin body suddenly stood up, and with a move, a sword quietly appeared in his hand, and the sword body trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound.

Ping Xiaoyi didn't immediately take out his sword, his empty left hand was raised, and a blue-black mist spread out.

But Wen Qi smiled and said: "Da Jiang, if I don't use poison to take advantage of the opportunity today, I'm afraid I won't even have to fight, but if I use poison, your chances of winning are slim, and it is rare to beat me!"

Luo Dajiang's eyes were half-closed, and he said lightly: "Really?"

After saying that, he reached into his arms with his right hand, took out a white pill with a rich fragrance from his arms, put it in his mouth, smiled toothily, and said, "Come on." ”

Ping Xiaozhi was stunned for a moment, dumbfounded and speechless!

After being stunned for a while, he jumped up as if he had been beaten on the buttocks, and screamed: "You, you...... You, you, you...... You are shameless, you are despicable, you are simply a thorough, outright hooligan......"

Luo Dajiang snorted: "Why am I a hooligan?"

Ping Xiao was in a hurry, jumping up and down: "You, you...... You dare to say that you are not a hooligan?! You are not a hooligan, why did you take Wanxiao Dan when you faced me...... Well, where did you get the Wan Xiao Dan!?"

Above, a crisp voice said triumphantly: "I gave it, what's wrong?"

Everyone followed the sound and looked, only to see Jiang Luoluo standing on a high place, his face full of pride, and he was full of pride.

Ping Xiaoyi lost his soul and muttered, "You guys...... Didn't you join forces to bully people, and there are ...... like you?"

Luo Dajiang let out a long roar, and pursued with triumph: "Anticipate the enemy's opportunity first, isn't it necessary to use targeted tactics to fight against the enemy, and you can only blame yourself, why can't you find a wife until now? What my wife gave me, of course, is my family's! Are you coming or not? Come up and fight quickly!"

Ping Xiaoyi stumbled and said: "This is still a fart, you used Wan Xiao Dan to deal with it, ordinary virulence does not work on you, those strange poisons and viciousness can't be used on you seriously, I still go up to fight a fart......!

Seeing this scene, everyone above had already laughed and held their stomachs and gasped.

Wan Xiao Dan, as the name suggests, claims to be able to solve 10,000 kinds of poisons!

This medicine is one of the strange medicines in the Xuanhuang Realm, which is invaluable, and after taking it, within three years, it will not invade all poisons.

Of course, the efficacy of this medicine is not absolute, and there is still a limit to some strange formulas of toxins, as Ping Xiaoyi said, if he really uses extreme measures, Wan Xiaodan may not be able to take the matter, but the two of them are close friends, how can they really hurt the killer, this battle has ended!