Chapter 121: Challenge from Nebula

The Nebula faction of the Hundred Sects Alliance came to find out and discuss with themselves. The fool can see that this must be a dirty deal with the Qin League leader.

"Qin Alliance Lord."

Xun Jun often rubbed his fingers with a smile, and laughed, "We have made a war contract. If you are not convenient to take a shot, you will send other martial artists to do things.

"Ding! The branch mission is triggered!" The system sounds.

Nima!

Finally came to the mission!

Xun Jun often laughed and quickly opened the data panel. The side mission is to defeat the Seven Elder Song Cai of the Nebula faction 0/1 [Elite Mission].

There is a second mission!

The content is that the disciples are tyrannizing the nebulae faction 0/5.

If you do n’t come, just do it!

Shuang Shuang Shuang!

Xi Jun often smiled and waved his sleeves, and stood up chicly: "Have Nebula send elders in soon."

"Yes."

青 Li Qingyang turned around and left, incomprehensible: "The head looks happy?"

Lack of contribution value, someone sent to the door, there are two tasks, of course, the head of Junda is happy, can't wait to turn on the stereo and start a seagrass dance.

Uh ...

Yan Yan Wuchang.

The disciples of Xun Ironbone stopped practicing and stood behind the head.

Xun Jun often laughed and sat on the chair that he moved out with one foot on his face, and the smile on his face couldn't stop showing.

Opposite.

Pluto Nebula sent elders to stand proudly with their backs.

There are five disciples standing behind him. From the perspective of the breath, they must be martial arts and the grade is not low.

In the eyes of Jun Changxiao, all these people's heads are full of contribution value!

System said: "Five disciples, from the left to the fifth, fourth, fourth, third, and second martial arts."

"啧啧."

Xun Jun often laughed and secretly said, "It is indeed a Qiliu martial art. The disciples are very good."

"Jun heads."

Wu Songcai faintly arched the hand: "The disciples of your school have won the top four in the martial arts. My Nebula school admires them very much. Today, I brought the disciples to the school for guidance."

The Ping Xingyun faction also participated in the martial arts big contest, but sent out the disciples outside, and the cultivation was not high, and they were eliminated in the last few rounds.

It is not that they do not want to send high-level disciples. It is because the martial arts have clearly stipulated that a disciple can only participate in one session and be under the age of eighteen.

Xun Jun often laughed: "We will meet with friends, and welcome."

"Papapa."

The apprentices applauded in unison.

Tong Songcai drew a corner of his mouth, and quickly said, "Song brought me five disciples from the Nebula School this time. I hope to have a five-on-one discussion with your disciples one by one. What is Jun ’s intention?"

This guy thinks that I only have Li Qingyang who is strong, and deliberately took many people and many battles?

Xun Jun often laughed and said, "Yes."

"Qingyang."

He waved his hand: "Go and do something with guests from afar."

"Yes."

青 Li Qingyang stepped out, but listened to the head of the whisper: "Give me a violent meal, and his crying father called his mother."

The spur line mission is a tyrannical Nebula disciple. If it is easily defeated, it will certainly not meet the requirements.

青 Li Qingyang nodded and walked to the center of Yanwu Stadium.

Wu Songcai also sent a disciple, the second-ranked martial artist with the lowest training among the five.

"Tian Ji horse racing?" Jun Chang smiled disdainfully: "My Huaxia ancestors played the remaining tricks, as well as showing their faces."

"Snapped."

He snapped his fingers, and the disciple brought tea.

"Li Qingyang."

"Jia Tengying."

"噗 ————" Jun Chang smiled and sipped tea.

Uh ...

The two sides reported their names to each other, and the fight began.

"brush!"

Jia Tengying rushed in with a pre-emptive stride, **** condensed the spiritual light, and poked ‘唰 唰 唰’ behind him.

This is a medium-level martial arts skill.

Judging from the speed and the appearance of the finger, it means that the person has been immersed in this trick for a long time, otherwise it will never be this difficult.

Li Qingyang's hands shook his feet regularly, avoiding the shadows.

I defeated Mo Shangfei of the Holy Spring Sect. To deal with such a second-class warrior, I can only describe it with ease, even if he keeps poking, it wo n’t be able to poke into the corner of the clothes.

Jia Tengying knows that there is a big gap between her and her opponents, but as a warrior, will she lose and continue to show her quick thumbs.

"Snapped."

Suddenly, Li Qingyang, who was avoiding, clasped his wrist with one hand, and gently lifted it with his shoulder.

Jia Tengying, who walked back more than ten steps, had not yet stabilized his body, was caught by one hand on the collar, and then lifted vigorously.

"噗通!"

起飞 Take off at 160 degrees and fell to the ground, then take off at 160 degrees in the opposite direction and fall to the ground again.

"嘭! 嘭! 嘭!"

Li Qingyang, who was standing on the stage of Yanwu, had one hand behind his back and one hand dragging Jia Tengying's collar to the left and right.

After a while, he was dizzy and stunned, his mouth crooked.

叮 "Ding! Disciples are abusing the Nebula Disciples 1/5."

Li Qingyang bullies like this, meets the requirements of tyrannical, and completes one task.

"Qingyang, just talk about it, almost." Jun Chang laughed.

青 Li Qingyang dragged his mouth foamed Jia Tengying to the edge of Yanwu Stadium and threw it out.

"The second brother won!" The disciples immediately cheered.

When a new apprentice of Xuntu saw that a warrior had been so violent, he suddenly cast his ground on the five bodies worshipped by the second brother.

"Hum." Song Cai hummed coldly.

His disciples failed, as he expected.

This Li Qingyang has already played, the Ironbone faction has no outstanding disciples. The next four games will be controlled by my Nebula faction.

He did control the audience!

Because the second disciple who went up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ was kicked by Li Fei to perform the martial arts field run, every slab under his feet realized the fear of being dominated by his feet.

The last run was exhausted, her nose was swollen and she spit on the ground.

"Ding! Disciples are abusing the Nebula Disciples 2/5." After hearing the prompt, Jun Chang smiled and said, "I'm sorry, my disciples are a bit heavy."

Yan Songcai's old face pulled down.

Jain ironbone disciples apparently only have second-class martial arts disciples, why can their own third-class martial arts disciples be so miserable?

If he knows, this is a man who even kicked down the head, he will understand.

The problem is not big, the problem is not big.

一定 There must not be many disciples with the ability to fight in the advanced stages, as long as they win the next three games.

I think so far, Song Cai raised his hand.

The disciples who reached the fourth grade of martial arts stepped on the Wuchang.

Xun Jun often laughed that Tian Qi or Su Xiao Mo was going to fight, but before he spoke, two people appeared at the gate.

Who?

Xiao Xiao sin and the night stars!

The two men shed hair, their faces were dirty, their school uniforms were torn apart, and they were obviously cut by the claws of the beast.

Xun Jun often smiled and said, "Yi Xuanang was angry when I went out. How did I become a refugee when I came back?"

"Head, we are back." Xiao Guiji grinned, showing a row of neat and white teeth.

"Just right."

Xun Jun often beckoned with a smile: "The Nebula sent to discuss and discuss, this third opponent, you to fight?"

"Ah?" Xiao Sin was dumbfounded.

He and Ye Xingchen were very close to the mountains and forests, but were chased by a group of fierce beasts, and finally escaped, and then returned to the martial arts. They fought against others without rest. !!