Chapter 230: Linghuazong is just like this

Chapter 230 Linghuazong is just like this

After half an hour, Xuanyuan’s head and the solitary singularity arrived.

Xuanyuan head stood on the stage and spoke a few words, just welcome the visit of Tianmen, and then what friendship first, than the second nonsense.

After the guest's words, they began to enter the topic, and the trial began.

The Tianmen faction was obviously prepared, Xuanyuan’s head had just stepped down, and a Tianmen’s male disciple jumped into the ring.

"I am a new introductory disciple Wang Dongliang, the seventh level of refining, and Linghuazong who is willing to come up and learn from me!"

The four sects are almost at the same time to get started testing, so this Wang Dongliang is also a new disciple who has been in less than a year. Linghuazong naturally wants to find a person with the right identity to compete on the stage.

"Linghua Zong Dongfeng's new entry disciple Mo Zuo, played." Qu Chang Lao knew more about these new disciples, so Xuanyuan headed the appointment of the candidate to him.

A male disciple dressed in Linghuazong's outer door costume jumped into the ring, and the two men arched their hands. After routinely reporting their names, they must start. Suddenly, the first scream of the cloud screamed.

Suddenly, both the two people on the stage and the people around them turned their eyes to the beginning of the cloud.

At the beginning of the cloud, I screamed around and laughed twice: "I can't help it, I can't help it! I just had a nightmare! I dreamed of the Tianmen faction, and what sneak attack, pretend to die, poison, hidden weapon Ah, Fu Hao, I am awakened directly to you! Mo Shixiong, you must be careful! There is no father and son in this battlefield, you can't be soft to him!"

Wang Dongliang is half-dead, how can he listen to such awkwardness, not to say anything else, just say that there is no father and son on the battlefield, who are the fathers and who are the sons? !

Mo Zuo was extremely clever, and the subtext of Yun’s early days was naturally understood, so there was a bit of caution.

Sure enough, after the two men started their hands, when the fight was anxious, Wang Dongliang swayed a trick and threw three gold needles and went straight to the door of Mo Zuo.

If it wasn’t for the reminder before the beginning of the cloud, Mo Zuo would inevitably be recruited, but he already had psychological preparations, and he leaned back and escaped three gold needles, and his hands were sealed, five winds. The blade went straight to Wang Dongliang.

Wang Dongliang thought that his golden needle would be able to succeed, and he was negligent in defense. Although he was able to escape the four wind blades, he was cut on the abdomen by the edge of a wind blade.

Wang Dongliang screamed and hurriedly took the hemostasis, and then said with a pale face: "I admit defeat!"

The solitary face was gloomy and sent a disciple to the ring.

The elders of Qu Chang saw the move and demolition, and also sent a disciple of the corresponding spiritual power to appear.

After so many rounds, both sides have won or lost. Linghuazong has a good position and has a slight advantage. The score has become five to four.

The next game is crucial. If Linghuazong wins, it will win the test. If the Tianmen faction wins, then both sides can only try one game.

Everyone did not expect that the key round of the Tianmen faction actually sent a beautiful woman to the stage.

The woman is beautiful and refined, as if she is not eating the fairy of the world, but with a arrogance on her face: "The new entry of the Tianmen School, Su Shiran, the eight layers of the spirits! Which one fights me?"

At first glance, I was really the Su Suran I knew.

Eight layers of refining? This Su Shiran seems to have any adventures, otherwise it will not be possible to rise from the fifth floor of the refining spirit to the eighth floor of the refining spirit in just half a year.

Some of the elders of the Qu made some difficulties. The newly-introduced disciples were only Liao Chuan, and they only broke through half a month ago. The Su Shi on the stage saw that they had reached the eighth floor and left the spirits. A nine-step step away, we are mostly losing this game.

Sure enough, after Liao Chuan came to power, despite the support, after dozens of rounds, Su Shiran hit the abdomen and could only admit defeat.

Su Shiran’s cold and arrogant smile: “Linghuazong, but this is the case! We are still playing by the Tianmen faction. I don’t know who Linghuazong came to power with me?”

The fourth is even more. Bamboo adds one more today, but it will be a little later.

(End of this chapter)