Chapter 1 Kneel down and admit defeat!

After all, he was born into a distinguished family, and under the exaggeration of the superior status that he has had since birth, this person is a combination of arrogance and self-confidence, and he obviously sees people through his nostrils.

"His Royal Highness King Mingsun, from what I saw in your previous battles, to be honest, I didn't think you could defeat so many masters before. Those people would be defeated by you, but they were just afraid of your identity. Don't expect me to do the same. Treat you like this."

Wang Xiaoxian was in Lian Zhan and Lian Jie's arrogant state, her eyes were fixed for a moment, and she completely ignored even the vague sounds of first-rate masters in her ears.

When her master asked her to join forces with Xiao Wu in the finals of the second-rate master's arena, she would keep her promise. Even though her master had disappeared for several days, she could not go back on her promise.

She couldn't find her master, but she firmly believed that nothing would happen to him.

Therefore, instead of feeling uncomfortable and anxious, it is better to concentrate on completing the teacher's mission.

"Huh? Are you saying that this little grandson's previous winning streak was due to his family status?"

"Yes, that's what I said."

"How brave, then let me see what you are capable of, little Wangsun."

Xiao Wangsun was about to explode, so rebellious and arrogant. Even if he immediately asked the top experts in the audience to come on stage and capture the girl, there would be nothing wrong. However, he decided to defeat the girl in the ring himself, otherwise she would definitely have to Talking nonsense.

Although the King Sun of the Ming Dynasty did rely on his opponents' continuous self-defeat to get to this point, it does not mean that he is really a fool.

But those with real talent and learning.

It's just that my temper is prone to hysteria, like now.

The weapon in his hand was a fan. He was said to be quite handsome at first, so he pestered his master to practice it. For this reason, his master had to study the fan, which was an unfamiliar weapon.

Moreover, the fan in his hand is also an outstanding finished spiritual weapon with extraordinary attack power.

Anyway, this grandson's talent is not bad, and with the weapon bonus, his strength is quite impressive.

Everyone else watched the battle nervously.

You know, this is already one of the top ten tournaments. If an eleven-year-old who was a third-rate expert a few days ago is allowed to advance to the semi-finals, the event organized by this festival city will probably make people laugh.

The first duel between the two sides was breathtaking and dizzying.

Yue Nu's swordsmanship has become Wang Xiaomei's main swordsmanship when she comes to the second-rate level.

Otherwise, if he uses the Dugu Nine Swords again, he may be defeated in just a few moves.

She was breathing rapidly, looking at the whole situation with a pair of big talking eyes, and half-hit the fan with the edge of the sword.

Then the girl was knocked to the edge of the ring, her breath was disordered.

"Your spiritual energy is far inferior to that of my grandson, so why continue to fight? You will never win."

"Can you please stop talking nonsense?"

Wang Xiaomei was also a little annoyed. She was repulsed by the opponent in one move. As a young person, she would naturally feel unhappy.

He raised his sword and stabbed again, and the distance between the two people quickly shortened. Wang Sun holding the fan seemed to be bohemian, but in fact he was still a little cautious.

As mentioned before, this person appears to be a rebellious royal, but he has his own advantages and abilities, otherwise he would not be able to reach the position he occupies today among the seven major sects.

He shoots spiritual energy from the tip of his fan and uses the spiritual energy to break away from his body and attack.

The peak state of a second-rate master is approximately between the heaven level and the elementary level of the starry sky level. For the local experts on this planet, the gap between the top second-rate master and the middle-level second-rate master is also huge. He belongs to the middle-level second-rate master and is about to reach the second-rate level. The peak existence, that is, the entry-level strongman who is close to the starry sky, uses spiritual energy to separate from the body to attack, no matter the power or speed, it is no longer comparable to ordinary second-rate masters.

This attack was flawless. Wang Meier, who still lacked experience in fighting enemies, saw white light coming without noticing. Her heart trembled. She raised her sword to block it. The white light blocked most of it, but half of her beauty was cut off. Hair, dangers abound.

"Little girl, where are you looking?"

Wang Sun smiled ferociously, holding a fan and coming through the air. His spiritual energy was surging, and he was about to inflict heavy damage or even directly win the battle with this move.

"Hmph, despicable."

Wang Meier scolded her as she followed the moves her master didn't teach her. She was just a scumbag.

King Sun of the Ming Dynasty was stunned.

This little king's spirit energy separation attack is one of the mainstream attack methods for second-rate masters. How is it so despicable?

He was so angry that he was shaking all over.

You haven't even used the truly despicable and shameless moves yet, you little bitch, but you're the first to spit on others.

The tip of the fan had already collided with each other as the thoughts of both parties were flowing.

The fleeting collision was just like the last time. Wang Meier couldn't withstand the opponent's fierce attack at all. She staggered and took three or five steps back until she retreated to the sidelines. Although there was no obvious trauma, her little face was frightened. Very pale.

What a quick move.

Such powerful spiritual pressure, are you going to lose?

It still doesn't work against second-rate masters, and... the master didn't teach much how to fight against second-rate masters!

Wang Meier was unwilling and aggrieved.

The departure of the idle Taoist master made her feel extremely aggrieved.

You must know that the girl was brought up by an idle Taoist. Before meeting her master, she had no experience in fighting with others. At most, she had fought with rogues on the street, so how could it be called fighting?

Today, the disadvantages of losing her master's guidance finally emerged. She began to lose her mind and didn't know what to do.

This situation belongs to idealism and is difficult to solve in normal ways.

To put it bluntly, my self-confidence began to be low, and I was unable to come up with a strategy for fighting the enemy on my own.

"Kneel down and admit defeat!"

King Sun of the Ming Dynasty shouted loudly.

After hearing this, Wang Meier's whole body trembled slightly, her feet were sore, and she almost knelt down in worship.

The top-notch experts around him had bright eyes.

Today is the best time to verify whether the Taoist master of the female child is still around. The so-called kneeling to heaven and earth to kneel to her parents means that she wants to kneel to anyone except her parents and master in heaven and earth. As the master, the Taoist priest is really observing in secret. , I'm afraid he will show up, which will also be the basis for judging whether he can take action against the girl in front of him.

If you don't come forward...

It means that the Taoist really left without a trace. Although he didn't know the reason, there was enough reason to attack the girl.

Even if the Taoist comes back later, as long as he refuses to admit it, he will never be able to kill everyone in Anguo. Even if he is a top-level master, Anguo may not be afraid.

Of course, this is just the wishful thinking of Anguo masters. If Jia Yan really wants to pursue it, let alone that they are just a second-rate country on a small planet. Even if Jia Yan wants to eradicate the entire planet, it can only be decided in a few words.

The majesty of the Black God is beyond the imagination of people on this ignorant planet.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, beside the crumbling Wang Mei'er, a young man's clear voice burst out, making her look refreshed.

It turned out that Xiao Wu had already arrived at the edge of the ring, watching with cold eyes, and shouted violently at this critical moment.

When Wang Mei'er saw it was him, her expression suddenly stopped showing signs of weakness.

yes.

I am no longer the street boy who wanders the streets and is looked down upon by others.

Instead, he studied under countless masters and was jealous of him. Even the royal family had to treat him with courtesy.

Showing your timidity is embarrassing the master.

"Hmph, I can fight against my enemies freely, I don't need you to remind me."

Wang Meier scolded, and the iron sword in her hand burst out with a bloody aura.

Since Yue Nu's sword skills can't be dealt with, then use the power of blood evil to double the strength. If you don't believe it, you can't deal with this dandy.

However, this is called tsundere, and she is very grateful to Xiao Wu in her heart.

This brother is very loyal. When he was fighting against gangsters on the street, he always helped him, and it seems to be the same now.

"The blood evil technique, huh, watch me deal with the blood evil technique."

The young prince did not come to compete with Wang Meier without any preparation.

As early as yesterday, he had ordered people to prepare the power to deal with the blood evil technique.

In other words, it is some kind of instrument.

Naturally, hidden weapons cannot be used indiscriminately on such occasions, otherwise everyone will use a powerful formation to blow people up, and the battle in the arena will not be a battle in the arena, but a battle between the formation masters.

However, what the young prince took out was not a formation, but an object that looked like a copper coin.

The moment the copper coin appeared, it rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into a huge spinning magic weapon.

If Jia Yan were here, he might even sigh, as he could really see the methods of cultivating immortals that he imagined here.

Of course, Jia Yan will definitely see this scene through the video recording function of the drone.

The copper coin turned into a round shape, and then began to have suction. White light shone everywhere, and the blood evil energy on Wang Xiaomei's body suddenly stagnated for a moment.

"Hahaha, little girl, this thing is designed to restrain your blood evil spirit, and it has the help of strangers to increase its power. Are you shooting yourself in the foot?"

King Sun of the Ming Dynasty was wild and laughing very happily.

These days, it seems that countless masters have no choice but to take advantage of this little girl and another little brat, and try their best to deal with her. But the young prince took action and killed this person directly, which shows that he is really capable. In the future, who will dare to say that he is a third-generation ancestor who has no knowledge and skills and relies on his family background?

When Wang Meier saw the young prince throwing out copper coins, and the coins mysteriously skyrocketed in mid-air, she secretly screamed.

As soon as the blood evil energy was unleashed, the opponent used a targeted response, which must have restrained his own blood evil energy.

The blood evil energy is a very terrifying evil technique, but there are no ways to deal with it on the Immortal Cultivation Planet, otherwise the planet would have been in the hands of the blood evil sect.

But they didn't, because as long as the blood evil technique was known, there would be countless ways to deal with it.

The first is to arouse the violent energy in the hearts of people who practice the Blood Evil Technique. People who practice the Blood Evil Technique generally have inner instability, are prone to anger, and even lose their minds. As long as they use techniques similar to hallucinations in a targeted manner. , cultivators of the Blood Evil Qi can easily fall prey to the attack.

However, this technique does not seem to be very effective against idle Taoists, because neither the idle Taoists nor Wang Meier herself experienced any emotional outbursts after using this technique.

The second method is the method currently used by King Sun of the Ming Dynasty.

That is to use certain magic weapons and the like to detonate the evil spirit in the body of the user of the blood evil technique.

Blood evil energy is a very violent thing. As long as it detonates all the blood in the user's body, it is like turning the blood into boiling water. What will happen to the person?

One can imagine.

As for whether he will kill people, King Mingsun no longer cares. As long as he wins, for him, it means the stability and improvement of his status. Maybe the status of the next King Ming will also fall into his hands.

What kind of revenge a Taoist would take, and whether the sect would be dissatisfied, were all trivial matters under the attraction of King Ming's position.

"No!"

Behind him, a top-notch expert shouted in shock and rage.

However, it was already too late, the copper coins were like a black hole, completely absorbing Wang Meier's delicate body.

The little man was originally frightened and angry.

For those who use the blood evil technique, this magical weapon is no different from hurting people with a hidden weapon.

However, in this kind of conference, there has never been a situation where users of evil skills can stand on the ring and compete openly. Therefore, if you use evil skills, you may be killed by some hidden weapon, and no one will judge it wrong.

She was trapped in such an embarrassing situation.

"ah!"

Wang Meier was about to scream, but soon a look of astonishment appeared on her face.

"Haha, I can't even express my expression. Poor little bitch, give me a good birth in the next life. Don't be your master's apprentice again."

King Mingsun looked at him coldly, his ferocious expression not changing at all.

Wang Mei'er's little face gradually changed from astonishment to calmness. She stood under the huge shadow of the copper coin with an extremely calm face. Then she raised the iron sword in her hand and struck her head with the sword.

Clang.

The blood evil energy exploded, and when the sword edge was about to hit King Mingsun's neck, a palm filled with Gang Qi grabbed the iron sword.

However, a shower of blood burst out from his palm, and he almost failed to stop the advance of the sword.

King Mingsun's eyes were still full of confidence that he had the chance to win, but the familiar voice of the referee came to his ears: "King Mingsun is defeated, Fairy Wang, you are the winner, please stop."

Um?

King Mingsun lowered his head and looked for the book www.zhaoshuyuan.com and found the sword body flashing with white light under his neck. His eyes suddenly widened and he stepped back several steps. His urine and feces came out, and his face turned pale. Like paper.

"How is this possible? You must have used some evil method. How is it possible? You are obviously a blood evil cultivator and should be restrained by my magic weapon." The blood evil energy exploded, and the sword edge was about to hit it. On King Ming Sun's neck, there was a palm filled with Gang Qi, grabbing the iron sword.

However, a shower of blood burst out from his palm, and he almost failed to stop the advance of the sword.

King Mingsun's eyes were still full of confidence that he had the chance to win, but the familiar voice of the referee came to his ears: "King Mingsun is defeated, Fairy Wang, you are the winner, please stop."

Um?

King Mingsun then lowered his head and discovered the sword blade flashing with white light under his neck. His eyes widened suddenly, and he stepped back several steps. His urine and feces came out, and his face became as pale as paper.

"How is this possible? You must have used some evil method. How is this possible? You are obviously a blood evil cultivator and should be restrained by my magic weapon."