Chapter 1244 Tragic

In the confrontation with the Turbid Realm, the Taixu Realm had always been at a disadvantage.

This time, the Turbid Realm's Tianjiao appeared, first to show their strong strength, and second to strike the young generation of the Taixu Realm.

As long as they take turns to fight the Tianjiao of the fourteen top races in the Taixu Realm, they will plant the seeds of fear and invincibility in the hearts of the young Taixu creatures.

At that time, the old generation will fall, and the young generation will grow up. When facing the Tianjiao of the Turbid Realm again, they may be defeated before they fight.

Therefore, this is a situation that the top masters of the Taixu Realm do not want to see.

But they cannot attack the Tianjiao of Miesheng.

Once they attack, they will cut off the retreat of various races, and secondly, they will attract the masters of the Turbid Realm, triggering a war in advance.

God Clan.

Qin Tian's closed-door practice was interrupted.

In a hall, Qin Tian, ​​Ao Zijun, Song Meng, Song Chi, Kunyu, Song Ying, Pan Zong, and Zhao Ya gathered together.

It is worth mentioning that Song Ying, Pan Zong and Zhao Ya are all the previous generation of Tianjiao, all of whom are immortal and perfect strongmen.

Song Chi said in a deep voice: "From the challenge route of the Tianjiao of the Turbid Realm, after they challenge the Ghost Clan, they should go to the Golden Saint Clan, then to the Demon Phoenix Clan, and then to our God Clan, so we need to prepare in advance!"

The purpose of their gathering this time is to discuss the number of people and who will fight.

The next moment, Song Chi changed the subject and his eyes fell on Qin Tian: "You are the most famous now, so you need to fight this challenge, is there any problem?"

"I have no problem!" Qin Tian nodded. Although he had a bad impression of Song Chi, he did not refuse.

Then, his eyes fell on Kunyu again: "Kunyu, are you willing to fight?"

"I have no problem either!"

"Young Master, count me in!" Zhao Ya took the initiative.

"I will fight too!"

Song Meng said in a deep voice. During this period, she has made great progress and has long surpassed Song Chi and others.

"Sister Meng, there is no need!"

Qin Tian suddenly spoke.

"Why, do you look down on me?" Song Meng stared at Qin Tian with dissatisfaction.

"Of course not!"

Qin Tian shook his head: "I definitely recognize Sister Meng's strength, I just don't want you to be in danger!"

But Song Meng said very firmly: "This matter concerns the future of Taixu Realm, what does personal safety matter!"

"Okay, since my little sister wants to fight, then go ahead, anyway, your strength has increased rapidly recently!"

Song Chi suddenly spoke, with a bit of sourness in his tone. He was very dissatisfied with Song Meng's control of the cultivation holy land. If Song Meng was injured or died in this fight, he could take the opportunity to take over the control of the cultivation holy land.

"What about you, brother, you won't fight?"

Song Meng suddenly looked at Song Chi and said.

"I won't fight, it's better to keep some reservations, and we can't let the people of the turbid world find out all our details!" Song Chi said in a serious tone.

"Hehe!"

Song Meng chuckled, as if disdainful.

Qin Tian also curled his lips, very disapproving. This Song Chi probably deliberately shirked because he was worried about losing, but he was too lazy to argue with him. This guy has too many small thoughts and it is difficult for him to achieve great things.

Seventeen days later.

The turbid world's prodigy arrived at the ghost clan.

The ghost clan sent four immortal prodigies to fight, but Qian Zhan did not participate.

After he was beaten by Qin Tian last time, his strength has not recovered to its peak.

In this battle, the ghost clan barely fought for some face for the Taixu world.

Two losses, one draw and one win.

Although they also lost, they also lost gloriously.

The four people who took action were all prodigies of the previous generation.

Sure enough, after defeating the ghost clan, the turbid world's prodigies went to the Golden Saint Clan.

This time, the Golden Saint Clan sent nine prodigies to fight against the turbid world's prodigies. The fight was very tragic, but they still lost in the end.

However, they seriously injured six strong prodigies among the turbid world's prodigies.

Of course, they also sacrificed a lot. Six of the nine Tianjiao were on the verge of death. Obviously, they adopted a fighting style of hurting the enemy by 800 and themselves by 1,000, in order to gain opportunities for the races behind.

The Yaofeng Clan learned from the fighting style of the Jinsheng Clan and actually sent out 13 Tianjiao.

And they severely injured the Tianjiao of the Turbid Realm at all costs, which eventually led to the death of six Yaofeng Clan Tianjiaos, and also caused the nine Tianjiaos of the Turbid Realm to be seriously injured and two of them died.

This news came out.

All the races in the Taixu Realm sighed in their hearts, but they also admired the bloodiness of the Yaofeng Clan very much.

To be honest, the Yaofeng Clan is relatively low-key among the top races.

Even in the last Tianjiao Competition, none of them ranked in the top ten Tianjiaos, but they achieved such a result.

God Clan.

Qin Tian and his group gathered together again.

"Should we learn from the Jinsheng Clan and the Yaofeng Clan?" Zhao Ya looked at everyone and asked.

"No!"

Song Chi was the first to object. If the God Clan also adopted the fighting style of the Demon Phoenix Clan and the Golden Saint Clan, wouldn't he have to go on the field?

Qin Tian glanced at him and said teasingly: "You can try it!"

Song Chi sneered: "There are hundreds of Tianjiao in the Turbid Realm. How many people can we seriously injure?"

"Yes, there is no need for this at all!" Pan Zong also quite agreed with Song Chi's statement. This guy is Pan Hao's uncle.

In the end, after a discussion, it was decided to keep the status quo. Qin Tian, ​​Zhao Ya, Kun Yu and Song Meng went to fight.

Twenty-three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the Tianjiao of the Turbid Realm finally arrived at the God Clan.

The head of the God Clan, Song Jingmo, personally built an arena outside the Eternal Void Island.

"I am Yu Sha, the Tianjiao of the Turbid Realm, and the Tianjiao of the God Clan. Who will fight me!"

The Phoenix Clan and the Golden Saint Clan caused them to suffer more than ten casualties, which was greater than the previous races combined. Therefore, they did not dare to underestimate the Tianjiao of Taixu Realm. If the God Clan also adopted the fighting style of the Golden Saint Clan and the Phoenix Clan, they might lose in the end, which would go against their original intention.

Therefore, Miesheng chose to let the top Tianjiao Yusha fight.

"I, Kunyu, come to fight you!"

The next moment, Kunyu stepped into the ring and looked at the other party coldly.

Soon, the two sides were entangled together.

Kunyu's strength can be ranked among the top ten contemporary Tianjiaos, which is extremely strong.

But there is a certain gap compared with Yusha.

After fighting forty-five moves, Kunyu was knocked away and vomited blood, but he did not give up and stimulated his blood to fight again.

Now he does not seek to defeat Yusha, but only wants to seriously injure the other party, so his fighting style is extremely tragic, only attacking and not defending, and his body is covered in blood.

"Bang!"

After knocking Kunyu away for the fifth time, Yu Sha frowned and said, "God Kunyu, you are not my opponent, why bother?"

"Kill!"

Kunyu ignored him and continued to kill.

So in the following, Kunyu was knocked away more than ten times, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

The gods were in a heavy mood, but they also admired his fighting spirit. Song Chi was very disdainful of this. He was obviously defeated but still holding on. He was simply looking for death!

"Kunyu, retreat!"

Song Jingmo spoke up. He couldn't stand it anymore. He knew that Kunyu was already at the end of his strength. If he continued to fight, he would suffer injuries that were difficult to recover.

"Yes, clan leader!"

Kunyu looked at Yu Sha with regret and left the ring. (To be continued)