Ten Thousand Poison Gate (3)

Thinking like this, the little old man really wanted to witness the victory of the disciples under his seat, so he naturally did not want to leave. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info At this time, among the hundreds of sect masters of the small sects who had not cultivated to the early stage of spiritual transformation or spiritual cleansing, who was not so calculating?

Xiang Qian quietly sat in an inconspicuous position in the back row of the sect, looking at the dozens of pairs of low-level disciples in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who had already started fighting in the field, but his heart was full of sorrow. Among these people, this time they were closed by the ghost gate, and I don't know how many people will be thrown here.

A few years ago, Yun Xuan fought with a knife and a gun in Ning Gucheng to get the position of pipe and band in vain, and this time he ended up dealing with many low-level disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and he suddenly seemed to be handy and at ease.

That is, although the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate is famous in the rivers and lakes, most of them are not known for their strength, and what others are afraid of is just the word "poison".

Yun Xuan already has some foundation in literary cultivation, but what he has practiced in the past few years is the method of martial cultivation, so in this competition, in the first six days of competition, he is attacking the enemy with his own strengths, and he is naturally not too worried about the direction.

What really worries him is actually the last day of the competition, when the time comes, whether this little Xuanzi can withstand it, hey, it's hard to say.

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After three days in a row, Yun Xuan really passed all the way, and triumphant songs were frequently reported. Unlike the disciples of other sects, after more than ten battles in three days, under his hands, not to mention human lives, there was not even a single person injured.

This guy is completely in the way of a powerful faction, and he will stop if he wins one and a half moves. If you don't accept it, it's good, come again, until you are convinced!

As for the contest between the disciples of the other sects, it was just another bloody and fiery scene, saying that it was a competition between the same sect, which was enough to choke! It was said that it was a fight for the lives of the enemies, but it also had a bit of meaning. It can be said that there are dead people every day, not to mention injuries and even disabilities, in comparison, Yun Xuan's measures are quite unusual.

However, as far as Yun Xuan is concerned, this is not only a true reflection of his inner reluctance to kill without recklessness, but also some small considerations that he wants to use to be unique in order to attract the attention of some people in the upper echelons.

I naturally know his mind before the direction, but I don't want to say much. That is, people are willing to convince people with virtue, is it possible that you still want to teach others those who are not on the table?

Okay, okay, watching this kid go all the way, looking at those so-called opponents who are almost a rookie-level level, the direction gradually relaxed, and in the next few days, he didn't even want to watch the battle anymore.

At that level, as long as you don't use poison - fortunately, it is expressly forbidden for the first six days - it is almost impossible to hurt Yun Xuan, and those martial arts, hey, are simply lackluster, watching this kind of garbage martial arts show is a pure waste of time!

At this time, Xiang Qian realized how wise those heads and brains who left the field early were.

On this day, Xiang Qian took turns to stay in the medicine garden, thinking about whether to go to the Holy Blood Spirit Snake Peak again after the shift was handed over for a while, and he felt a little hesitant for a while.

At this moment, "Senior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Fang." There was a shout outside the medicine garden.

The direction opened the chai door, and there were four people standing outside the door, the first person in line, he recognized, it was a senior brother of this sect.

"Senior Brother Liu, don't go to watch the game, what's the matter with this medicine garden?Yo, Senior Uncle Zhao is here too?" Xiang Qian looked at a few people suspiciously, and then glanced at Senior Brother Liu and the two behind Uncle Zhao of this sect one by one.

Suddenly, the forward gaze froze slightly on the face of one of them, and then turned away quietly. Hey, how could it be him? How did he meet this person here!

This person is none other than Li Fulin, the confidant disciple of Xue Qili of Yaomen Tianyi Hall. Back then, there was a battle on the top of the barren mountain outside Xingyu City, but this guy escaped with a soil escape charm, and he never imagined it, but he bumped into it again here.

No, no, this guy seems to have broken with that Uncle Ma of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate back then, not to mention hiding away, but why did he dare to take the lead here, could it be that his old birthday star hanged himself for a long time and was not afraid of death? Or has he already dealt with the surname Ma?

Suddenly, I saw such a strange thing, and in a flash of light, I had really arranged all the possibilities that I could think of in my heart, but I was still at a loss.

"Senior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Fang. In a moment, Senior Brother Liu saw that he was talking about the boss, but the other party ignored him, and couldn't help but raise his voice a little.

"Huh?" Xiang Qian retracted his gaze, but out of the corner of his eye, he clearly felt that Li Fulin seemed to be thoughtful.

Senior Brother Liu was not frustrated and annoyed, and dared to say that for a long time, you kid didn't listen to it at all! His face sank slightly, and he said: "Senior Brother Fang, Senior Uncle Zhao came here in person today, I want to come to choose a few medicine villages, you are busy with yours, so you don't need to follow." ”

As he spoke, Senior Brother Liu had already let the other three into the medicine garden in a big way, and that Senior Uncle Zhao was even more stupid and sneering at the other party's forward, and he didn't take the corner of his eye at him at all, but only bowed his hand to the other middle-aged scribe and said, "Please please, Senior Brother Pang, Senior Brother Li, please." "It turned out to be a bit of a pretentious look.

I immediately understood before the direction, this is Uncle Zhao is in the Kang sect again, holding the materials of this sect in order to make friends with the masters of other sects, and Guangshu has connections!

This is a common "secret" in the medicine gardens of the Holy Blood Centipede Peak. Some of the little-known uncles in the big sects couldn't meet their needs for refining poison pills or antidotes by relying on the supply of their own medicine gardens alone, so they set their sights on those small sects with weak power.

Naturally, from the sect masters to the uncles in those small sects, it is inevitable that there will be people rushing to the top, in order to ask for someone who can say a good word or two for themselves at a critical time, and even help one or two is not accurate.

Today, this Senior Uncle Zhao accompanied this person, who has already reached the fifth level of the spiritual baptism period, it seems that it must not be the senior uncle in the ordinary small sect, and he must have some background.

And just now, Uncle Zhao called "Senior Nephew Li", which is enough to prove that that person is Li Fulin.

Xiang Qian made a stupid appearance and stepped aside, watching the four of them drive straight in, and sure enough, he heard Li Fulin lowering his voice and asking Senior Brother Liu from a distance, "What is this person's name?"

"He called Direction Forward. Senior Brother Liu replied casually.

"Well, is his surname Fang, how can his cultivation be so low?" said Master Li in confusion.

That is, when Long Xingkong walked out of the trial realm, his cultivation was already a triple of the Xuanqi period, and now how many years have passed, how can this kid who looks like Long Xingkong in front of him not advance but retreat, and only have to be a heavy Xuanqi period?

Li Fulin couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the direction several times from a distance.

Sigh in front of the direction, Xiao Lizi, there is a road in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to break in, okay, we haven't calculated the previous account yet, this time since we met, it seems that it is only a matter of time before you recognize it, hum, then let's calculate the old account and the new account together. (To be continued.) )