I, relying on the blood of Saiyans, entered the world of cultivating immortals

Cooperate with Ren Jianfei's challenge letter.

Ren Xiaoyao took a few steps forward and came to the front of the Northern Wilderness Sword Sect.

Head held high, facing the eyes of everyone in Lanyue Palace alone.

This courage and heroism is truly outstanding.

It seems not bad to have such a son-in-law.

Ji Ruxuan's parents suddenly had such an idea in their hearts.

"Young Sect Master seems to be only at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, challenging below the early stage of Transformation God, Ren Sect Master, are you sure?"

Cyan's aptitude is just average, where did she get such confidence, Wu Qingcheng thought to herself.

"Palace Master Martial doesn't need to worry about this, Lanyue Palace only needs to send three disciples to fight at will.

If all three games are won, the Moon Palace cannot stop this marriage.

If Xiaoyao loses one of the three games, my Northern Wilderness Sword Sect will leave immediately! "

Although I don't know where Ren Jianfei got such blind self-confidence.

However, no matter how you look at it, this rule is more beneficial to Lanyue Palace.

This Ren Jianfei is probably not a fool.

The people in Lanyue Palace unconsciously thought so.

"Brothers and sisters of Lanyue Palace, in Xiabeihuang Sword Sect, Ren Xiaoyao, please advise!"

Cang Langlang! !

Ren Xiaoyao flicked his sword finger, pointing at the ground at a 45-degree angle to his body.

The long sword behind his back was unsheathed immediately, hovering about ten centimeters above his arm.

It kept flashing blue light.

Ren Xiaoyao's whole movement was done in one go, which is called chic.

Before the fight started, the momentum had already surpassed Lanyue Palace by a small margin.

Ji Ruxuan really wanted to fight in person, but unfortunately she has already reached the peak of transformation.

"Disciple Wang Dahammer, request to fight!"

With a dull expression, a male disciple less than 1.7 meters tall stood up.

Wu Qingcheng's spiritual consciousness swept away Wang Dahammer, and he was in the early stage of becoming a god.

When they come up, they will send a disciple who is one level higher than the opponent.

Wu Qingcheng was wondering if this would be too much.

The Great Elder had already patted Wang Dahammer on the shoulder in comfort, and said loudly:

"Okay, okay! You really deserve to be a good disciple of this old man, go and come back quickly!"

Wu Qingcheng: "..."

As soon as Lanyue Palace came up, it sent out the early disciples of Huashen.

Ren Jianfei sneered, and said to Ren Xiaoyao:

"Xiaoyao, win this battle better!"

"Father, don't worry, the child will definitely not let you down!"

In Ren Xiaoyao's words, there was strong self-confidence.

The two sides faced each other in the open space in the middle.

Ji Ruxuan's parents have been brought back to the camp by the people of the Northern Wilderness Sword Sect, so they are 'protected'.

"Brighten your weapon."

"Little Nascent Soul Realm, I'm not worthy of offering divine weapons!"

Wang Dachui, who was a big realm higher than Ren Xiaoyao, didn't pay attention to his opponent at all.

You must know that every time a small realm is crossed, the strength may vary greatly (some talented players are not bound by this).

What's more, the two of them have crossed a big realm.

The further back, the more obvious this situation is.

The gap between the great realms can no longer be bridged by talent alone.

Since the king's sledgehammer is so strong, Ren Xiaoyao doesn't plan to say anything more.

See the real chapter under your hand!

"Senior Brother Wang, be careful!"

Ren Xiaoyao raised his sword finger and took the lead in striking.

The blue light sword hovering over his arm suddenly split into three.

They flew towards Wang Dahammer from three angles respectively.

The moment Feijian approached him, he saw Wang Dahammer using his left foot as the axis.

Lightly turn the body to the left, turn right, and squat slightly.

With three understated movements, he freehand avoided the three flying swords.

Wang Dachui said disdainfully:

"That's it?"

Ren Xiaoyao, who lost the three swords, not only did not panic, but the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

The sword fingers of both hands yanked to the sides, and then slammed together!
Rumble!
In the surprised eyes of everyone in Lanyue Palace.

Where Wang Dachui was standing, a sword-shaped mound suddenly rose up like a small hill.

Caught off guard, Wang Dahammer was hit into the sky by this blow.

After Yukong landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

That blow just now obviously hurt him a lot.

"Senior Brother Wang, accept!"

Ren Xiaoyao had no intention of continuing to attack.

After all, this is the place of Lanyue Palace. He came here to seek marriage, not to spread hatred.

The God Transformation Realm was actually given away by a Nascent Soul Realm!

The key point is that the party in the state of transformation is still a disciple of Lanyue Palace.

The explanation of "carelessness" alone cannot be explained.

Wang Dachui came to Wu Qingcheng with a face full of shame, asking for punishment.

Although Wu Qingcheng was also somewhat dissatisfied with this guy's care.

But she could see that even if Wang Dahammer went all out, the final result would not be changed.

At most, it is just to prolong the time of being defeated.

After a few words of encouragement to Wang Dahammer, he was asked to retreat.

Only then did Wang Dazhui come to his master, the Great Elder.

dejectedly said:

"I'm sorry, Master, I'm ashamed of you."

"Come, come, let me discuss something with you as a teacher."

To Wang Dahui's surprise, the Great Elder was very kind, and even patted himself on the shoulder lightly.

At this moment, he really wanted to shed tears, and then said loudly: Master, I love you! ! !
Unexpectedly, the next words of the Great Elder really made Wang Dachui cry.

"You go out in the future...Don't say you are an old man's disciple!!!"

The Great Elder yelled out these words almost hysterically, which shows that he is really a little angry.

Wang Dachui burst into tears.

When he was about to retreat, he was blocked by a white figure.

Wang Dachui raised his head with tears in his eyes, and saw a handsome guy's face, blurred.

I wiped away my tears with my sleeves before I could see who was coming.

It was his junior brother——Ye Chen.

"Senior brother Wang, master and his old man have such a temper, it will be fine later, don't take it to heart, the younger brother will avenge you just now!"

"Wow!! Thank you, Junior Brother!!"

Ye Chen's words broke Wang Dachui's defense, no matter what the occasion was.

Holding Ye Chen in his arms, he burst into tears.

What a touching scene of brothers and sisters...

however……

Suddenly a foot flew out from the slanting stab, and kicked Wang Dahammer hard in the buttocks.

Printed a deep footprint.

"Still getting out!!"

The Great Elder let out a roar, Wang Dachui didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran away with embarrassment on his buttocks.

He really ran away.

The Yanwu stage couldn't stay any longer, Yu Jian went home to heal his wounds.

Double trauma of body and mind.

With tears on his shoulders, Ye Chen bowed to Wu Qingcheng and said:

"Palace Master, disciple Ye Chen, please fight!"

Mid-Yuan Ying?

Ye Chen and Wu Qingcheng knew each other.

This is one of the disciples in Lanyue Palace who is second only to her in talent.

If Ye Chen is at the peak of Nascent Soul at this time, even in the later stage, Wu Qingcheng might agree.

It's just that after seeing Ren Xiaoyao's shot just now, Wu Qingcheng was a little undecided.

Even though it was just one move, with Wu Qingcheng's eyesight, he could still read a lot of information from it.

The strength of this Xiaoyao is definitely not what they saw.

Those who can fight across the border, which one will be idle.

"Let Ye Chen try it, the old man has confidence in him!"