The first is more, how supportive the brothers are!

―――――――――――――――――――――――― thought of this possibility, the ascetic Touda's heart became miserable. Because, this first disciple battle was specially requested by him. If it really turns out like that, I'm afraid that even if the rest of the fellow disciples don't say anything, I'm afraid they will have a lot of slander against themselves in their hearts.

"This must not be allowed to happen!" said the ascetic head with a fierce heart and made up his mind. At that moment, he regained his calm, "Sect Master Zhong, now it's the fourth game, it's your faction's turn to send someone first!"

"Senior Sister Deng, this time, it's up to you to go for a while!" Zhong Yuan ordered Deng Bagu to respond immediately, and walked into the field unhurriedly.

When the ascetic head Tuo saw that it was Deng Bagu who ended up in Hongmuling, he couldn't help but have a little headache immediately. It turned out that what he wanted before was to let Yan Yingmu make a move, and then win one game first, and then talk about it, he couldn't even win a game in the end. At first, he didn't have this thought, but it was because he needed to use Yan Yingmu to guard against Gongye Huang. In his heart, Gongye Huang's "ulterior motives" misinterpretation of the catastrophe of the end of the law is obvious, and he is already a hardcore ally of Redwood Ridge.

Gongye Huang's cultivation is high, there is no doubt about it, but he is not very easy to guess how high it is. If it was only a short time after he had just entered the Heavenly Immortals, he was confident that he would make a move by himself, and there would be no problem in a draw. If he had cultivated to the Heavenly Immortal for many years, then he would not be at all sure.

Originally, the ascetic head thought that Zhong Yuan should have the same mind as himself, and also hoped to win the battle as soon as possible so as to achieve the decisive victory. In that case, the person he sent would definitely be Yu Luan. Because, in his opinion, Yu Luan is the strongest among the remaining elders in Hongmu Ridge, and the rest are slightly weaker.

In fact, he had a good idea. It's just that he didn't know that Yu Luan and Zhong Yuan once had an agreement that they could help guard the mountain gate and help fight demons, but they would not help Zhong Yuan fight the orthodox religion.

Deng Bagu, who is second-class, wants to consume Yan Yingmu, the strongest combat power of his own side, which naturally makes the ascetic head Tuo feel a little wasteful. However, if Yan Yingmu is not sent, even if he goes up by himself, he may not be able to defeat Deng Bagu within three days, if Deng Bagu is single-minded.

After all, Deng Bagu has the Snow Spirit Bead of the Ten Thousand Years Cold Spirit Elite and the Second Yuan God, and the other unknown ones are even more difficult to guess.

The divine thought was like lightning, and after an instant, the ascetic Toutuo still made up his mind, "Even if you lose in the end, it must not be like that!"

After making up his mind, the ascetic head bowed slightly to an old woman beside him, and said, "Master Yingmu, I'm bothering you this time!"

"Ascetic friends are polite!" Yan Yingmu didn't expect that he would play so quickly. However, when it comes to wisdom, she thinks that she is really not as good as an ascetic head. thought that it might have other calculations, so he didn't shirk it and responded directly.

Although Yan Yingmu only looked like an old woman and held a cane in her hand, she stood in the middle of the field, and her momentum was slightly released, and she immediately overwhelmed the audience. Except for a limited number of people such as the old man of withered bamboo, Gongye Huang, and Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang, who were not affected, the rest of the people were more or less shaken.

"Senior Sister Deng, since it was Master Yingmu who made the move, there is no need to make a move, this time, even if we lose!" Yan Yingmu didn't even say a word, Zhong Yuan immediately spoke.

Deng Bagu also understood the gap between the two, so she didn't have the slightest stubbornness and immediately responded.

For such a situation, not only Yan Yingmu himself, but everyone present was quite surprised. You must know that when the earth immortals and the heavenly immortals face each other, although nine out of nine are defeated and invincible, it does not mean that they cannot have the slightest confrontation. If you have a supreme magic weapon in hand, it is normal to fight for a few days.

Immediately, the crowd was divided into two factions. One faction believes that Zhong Yuan is a wise person, judging the situation and knowing how to make trade-offs and advance and retreat. The other group thinks it's a bit too cautious.

Of course, the vast majority of the monks were the former, and the latter faction was not too numerous, and most of the reason why they believed it was because they could not see it as a battle between the earth immortals and the heavenly immortals, allowing them to learn valuable lessons that were rarely learned.

Zhong Yuan didn't care about these at all, he just didn't want his manpower to be hurt unnecessarily. Others don't know, but he knows very well, Yan Yingmu, the old woman, is a first-class ruthless person. Even for a junior like Deng Bagu, it is not ambiguous to inflict a serious injury on his spicy hand.

Of course, Zhong Yuan dared to do this, and there was another reliance, that is, he was full of confidence and could win the sword fight with the Emei faction. Otherwise, in the face of the possible fall of the red-haired ancestor, how could he fight hard.

After Yan Yingmu withdrew, Zhong Yuan spoke again, "Ascetic fellow, who are you going to send to appear in this fifth game?"

Hearing this, the ascetic head did not hesitate at all, pronounced a Buddha horn, took a stride, and stepped on the central battlefield on his own, saying, "This time, the old monk does it himself!"

The situation of the ascetic Toutuo, the masters present, are very clear, the cultivation is infinitely close to the immortals, plus some unique secret methods and treasures of the Emei faction, the combat power is so strong, and there is really no difference between the Heavenly Fox Baoxiang and the newly cultivated immortals like Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang.

With this move, the eyes of the nine monks present were all focused on the body of Gongye Huang, a hundred birds and Taoist people, even if it was a top master of immortals like the old man of withered bamboo, it was no exception. And Gongye Huang, the Taoist of the Hundred Birds, was also very conscious, smiled faintly at everyone, looked at Zhong Yuan, and waited for him to speak.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Yuan did not look at Gongye Huang, but smiled freely and said, "I have always admired the cultivation of ascetic Taoist friends, and I have long had the heart to learn a thing or two, but I have no chance." Today is rare, ascetic friends are willing to fight swords, this opportunity, I will not let anyone. ”

As he spoke, Zhong Yuan walked proudly towards the central battlefield and faced the ascetic head.

At this moment, with the concentration gained by the ascetic head Tuo after many years of meditation, he couldn't help but tremble. Because, this result is too unexpected. If he hadn't already decided that Zhong Yuan was also a person with great wisdom, I am afraid that he would directly regard him as a fool and think that he was sent to death.

The shock of foreign masters such as Half of the Old Nun, Venerable Poison Dragon, and Gu Pan Po was even greater. Because, they could clearly feel that the powerful power that Zhong Yuan had in his body last time had completely disappeared. Now he is just a high-level scattered immortal.

If it were a different occasion, and the people present saw Zhong Yuan's near-god-speed advancement, I am afraid that everyone would be shocked and praise him as a peerless genius. However, now, no one is looking at this in their eyes anymore, and what they really care about is the huge gap between him and the ascetic head cultivator.

At this point, even the elders of Hongmu Ridge such as the red-haired old ancestor, as well as the old man of withered bamboo and Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang, who deeply understood Zhong Yuan's character, were no exception.

A monk who crosses one class to challenge is already a genius, and crossing two classes is no different from a myth.

"Sect Master Zhong really deserves to be a hero and a young man!"

The ascetic head Tuo knew more about Zhong Yuan than ordinary people, and knew that he had risen to prominence and became a master, relying on the second yuan god of refining the elephant dragon. Now, the second primordial god was obviously not there, he really couldn't imagine what kind of amazing reliance Zhong Yuan had?

At this moment, the ascetic head Tuo's heart secretly made up his mind, and took advantage of this good opportunity to abolish Zhong Yuan in one fell swoop. A wasted person, no matter how brilliant his wisdom is, over time, he will become an object that is not taken seriously. This is the reality of the monastic world, where strength is honored!

"Don't dare to be a hero, you still have a bit of courage!" Zhong Yuan smiled faintly and replied. Then, with a stretch of his hand, he said, "Please!"

"Please!"

After the ascetic head returned the salute, there was not a single minute of delay, that is, time, his hands flew up, and the invisible sword qi of the Taiqing Xuanmen was unleashed.

Almost instantly, in the air, there was a lot of visible and invisible sword qi flying, as if a huge and incomparable storm of sword qi had been formed, sweeping Zhong Yuan into it, about to be twisted into pieces.

Seeing this scene, not only those junior disciples, but also many earth immortal masters couldn't help but "ah", and they were shocked, and their hearts seemed to be about to jump to their throats.

On the other hand, Zhong Yuan is still calm, with that faint smile on his face. A palm as white as jade stretched out unhurriedly, clawed into a claw, a vibration, and thousands of claw shadows appeared around its body, enveloping it inside, and the surrounding sword qi, whether tangible or invisible, all shattered with a "click".

For a moment, there was a click.

Zhong Yuan shattered the sword qi around him, and with a single step, he came to the side of the ascetic head, and the claw of his right hand immediately clenched, turned into a fist, and smashed it towards him.

The ascetic head was also quite shocked by the strength of Zhong Yuan's body, according to his estimates, it was no different from a high-grade magic weapon. Such a strange cultivation has not appeared in the human world for a long time, and if someone who doesn't understand what is going on encounters it, even if it is a high-level earth immortal, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be killed in seconds.

"It turns out that Sect Master Zhong still has such a strong physical supernatural power, and it is strange that he is confident. However, as far as my monk is concerned, after all, it is still the cultivation of mana that is fundamental, and the rest are all minutiae, not the fundamentals, and I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve great achievements if I seek more stubs!"

In the face of Zhong Yuan's attack, the ascetic head did not have the slightest intention of retreating, and proclaimed a Buddha name, put his palms together, and stood up, and the immeasurable golden light came out from the aperture around his body, shooting three feet into a full, forming a hemispherical light shield outside his body, firmly protecting himself.

(To be continued)