Chapter three hundred and fifty-three, enter the king

He leaped onto the stage and took out his customary Xiaojin Sword Clasp in his hand. The other side, a young monk like himself, had followed his opponent at the cloud gate in front of him, and, in what he considered to be the most handsome posture, raised his hand and struck a Cyan seed.

The seeds burst in the air, a Lingteng growth out, to Chen Peng around the body, see will be bound Chen Peng.

"COME WELL! " Chen Peng a cold drink, royal out small gold sword cut on the vine, but only cut a layer of green skin, but was like living things like the general vine wrapped, together to his body roll.

Once again, Xiaojin stopped drinking, spiritual flowing water, sword Golden, and finally blocked the advance of the Lingteng, the situation can be stable.

Just the other side as leisurely walk, he went here to desperately urge spiritual strength, looks very hard, the two sides of the superior judge.

"A move! A move over! " Shouted the monk who was sitting in the audience. The monks who had lost the bet with him immediately began to wail bitterly.

"Hum! " A move failed to defeat the enemy, Ling Yao Ge monks feel hanging face, two fingers folder out of a black and red seed, again to Chen Peng play.

Seeds in the air kept expanding, containing a terrible fire power, burst after the destruction will be absolutely amazing.

"Chen Peng is winning. "

Seeing this, Wang maturity said lightly that the cold Nebula was worried. He was just about to ask the other side how he could tell. Chen Peng had already started. Two golden malignancies suddenly came out of his hands, and one flew toward the red and black seeds, straight to the other side.

"Bang! " The red and black seeds burst open in the center of the ring with a loud bang, raising huge clouds of fire and smoke.

When the smoke cleared, Chen Peng was unhurt and standing with his hands tied, while the monk in the medicine cabinet looked horrified. In front of him hung a small Golden date-stone nail, only inches from his eyes, i'm afraid he's GonNa get his head blown off today... and end up in this ring.

"I, I lost! " On the face of the medicine cabinet friar red for a while, white for a while, finally have no choice but to bow his head, deep voice to admit defeat.

The Friar under the stage raised an incredible alarm, did not think of the lightning between the victory and defeat has been divided, and is the cloud fog door to win!

The monk who had bet on Yunwumen lost his shirt and cursed loudly.

Chen Peng triumphantly returns, the cloud fog gate up and down in a rush, encircles him in the center congratulates, is finally exudes one's spirit, how not to make them exultation.

"You're doing a good job of showing your enemies that you're weak, " Wang said cheerfully

Chen Peng also honestly admitted, "yes, his strength is above me, if not underestimate the enemy, I think I can not win. "

"thanks to a bunch of trash from cloud and fog gate, it was very convincing, " said a distant voice, as the cold nebula looked in the direction of its source. Needless to say, words only come from people like him.

See Him, cold nebula heart click a moment, this scoundrel how also came?

As if knowing what cold Nebula thought, Wang stepped closer and whispered, "Yamado also came to participate in this battle, they are a gold Dan five building foundation, not too easy to provoke. ".

"I understand. " Cold Nebula also understands his meaning, endure this tone, ignore again.

"HUMPH! " Did Not expect cold Nebula bear some people can not bear, a build base later period friar in the back of a cold hum, "lose is lost, good matter? You what thing? Also deserve to help me spirit medicine cabinet head? "

Lingyao pavilion's words, Wenlin asked a boring, and dare not to provoke such a heavenly chamber of Commerce, had to admit it again, neck a shrink, turned his head just don't hear.

Leng Xingyun and Wang Maturity Hastened to pay their respects to the righteous monk, who nodded his head from a distance and accepted their thanks.

"It is we monks who are upright and kind, " he said

Anqixuan could not help sighing beside, Wang maturity listen to this words, hey hey a smile, said: "Not really. " After the words, he did not say.

Cold Nebula knew that Wang maturity in the arms depot benefits to the issue of posterity, facing a lot of pressure in heaven, he said that this word comes from, his own family is not convenient to participate in, he started a conversation, this section will be lightly over.

The battle continued, Wang maturity of a descendant was also the turn, do not want to happen to meet a monk Guanghuige, the strength of the two sides are huge, but lost, very unlucky.

"Yun Wu men, cold Nebula, battle, duo Bao ge, Wen Ren Shang. "

Finally it was the turn of cold Nebula, Wang maturity patted him on the shoulder, do not say what words of encouragement, out of sight to make fun of: "Take Care! "

Cold Nebula did not hold any expectations of his own, he did not do any preparation, but the master of the posture can not be lost, a face-lift, jump up, step on the stage.

Chen Peng learned from the previous experience that the monks under the stage no longer heckled blindly, and the other side was also solemn and dignified. The DUOBAO PAVILION was selling Dharma implements, and naturally there was no shortage of good things. He was holding a rod of the Buddhist family's meditation stick and standing slightly on the ground, a golden mask will cover themselves tightly.

Cold Nebula has a long time to calculate, a wind blade character seal, and then to their own gold defense shield, and then take out the black wind fan, urge the black wind to the other side volume. A set down, pour also line flowing water, like appearance, but the power is poor, simply can not break the defense of the other side.

See the other side saw through his roots and feet, a powerful spell has been condensed in the hand, cold Nebula guy things a draw, gongshoudao: "smell brother powerful, cold. " Then float off the stage, hair without disorder.

The Friar of Dorboge was not prevented from meeting such scoundrels. Instead, he made a mess of himself and dealt with it confusedly. Before stepping down, he replied, "my surname is restored and I can smell people... "

A stumble at the foot of the cold nebula raised the catcalls of the watching monks.

So what? Can You Shush half the meat off cold Nebula? Since the master set an example, Pan Rong on stage naturally like, Fu Zhuanshu one at a time to throw out, see no effect, immediately give up the stage, changed back to a greater booing.

The king also looked at to shake the head wry smile, to cold star cloud exclamation: "Ai, you! "

Cold Nebulas do not think what is bad, Cheng fat people secretly so face, in the cloud and fog square head and so familiar, have been laughed to look up, laugh at him or some acquaintances! These audience mentality, do not have to deliberately care, please them what use? And with the strength of Yunwu Gate, also destined not to please them.

Pan Rong got off the stage, came forward and said: "master brother, I want to go back to accompany exhibition brother. " Cold Nebula know they are the best, nod to allow, yellow and thought, and Pan Rong also go back together.

At this time, another change occurred in the field. A young Friar Munekado in stormy Ridge took on a Friar Shang Guanghuige. He had no chance to win. He learned the cold Nebula from his own hands, and he also carried it forward by throwing out a dirty object that defiled a human magic device. After he had won, he immediately surrendered, he was so angry that the monks under the stage laughed and cheered loudly, which was very different from the treatment of Yun Wu men. Now even cold nebula has to smile.

The next player is an Qixuan. He certainly doesn't want to learn the behavior of cold Nebula. However, the luck is not good. He has drawn a monk to practice Qi later period. He is also a very familiar acquaintance. The Zhao family monk who once helped cloud and fog gate to keep its breeding point closed, zhao Teng.

"please. "

"please! "

After a polite exchange, an Qixuan placed a heavy earth shield in front of him and raised his hand to present the second-class Dharma implement, the Tuguangsheng Pagoda, which he had bought with the Ling Stone sold by the Ling fish and intended to be used as a companion object to replace the heavy Earth Shield, which had little effect, the second-order weapon is not easy to use, so we must make a quick decision. When the pagoda was nearly two people high, the Buddhist formula was kneaded by an Qi Xuan. The Taoist Pagoda was wrapped with the moral and earth spiritual power of the outside world, and the pagoda fell down toward the other side.

"GOOD WEAPON! " Zhao Teng in the heart, shoulders a shake, after death the original life empty shadow big appear, once again summoned a tree a vine, the top of the tree rose a group of Green Wood Spirit, can stand the tower, the vine is divided into two, a left and right to Anqixuan attack. An seven Xuan a hit not together, heavy Earth Shield block a vine, another can not deal with, Zhao Teng also not difficult for him, control vine in an seven Xuan Body touch namely close, point to.

"Brother Zhao Dewu both, an worship. " An seven Xuan also do not Pester, readily admit defeat, two people you Qian I let, together down to the stage.

"This monk of the Zhao family has at least two kinds of combat-type innate talents, and the wood is also very fine and pure. Your earth and spiritual strength is precisely controlled by him, and it is within reason to lose. " Wang also made the usual comments, and an Qixuan was respectfully instructed, but still disappointed feeling hard to hide, cold Nebula know he is in fact extremely competitive, heart secretly sigh a tone.

The next one is Shen Chang, he also went up to cast a spell spell seal chaos, and then concede retreat, also back to the cloud and Mist Chuan to find Cheng Fat.

Towards the end of the first round, cold Nebula came to see that the way of casting lots was not only that the monks of the same sect did not meet, but also that it was not often that they were evenly matched, so that the monks of the big families were less likely to have accidents and were promoted one after another, must have been something the organizers had planned.

"White Sand Gang, larks, confrontation, Yunwu Gate, Wang Qi. " With the Guanghuige monk singing, Wang Qi also turn to go on the stage. His position in the cloud and fog gate, no one can be compared, can be seen from the appearance, first cold Nebula a good charge, then Ann Qi Xuan again a charge, finally Chen Peng pulled a few words, until the stage to follow the urge, just put him up. The king watched coldly, his brows furrowed slightly, and thought for a moment, but said nothing at last.

When Wang Qi got to the stage, his red robe fluttered gently in the wind. He held the second-order water sword in his hand at will. He just stopped at any station, and suddenly he emerged with an air of unmatchable exuberance, immediately ordered the monks under the stage in the heart praise "good a pair of skin! "

"Hey hey, small white face, see how uncle plays dead you! " The larks looks and words are very coarse, immediately attracted the young nun under the stage to shout in chorus scold.