Chapter 88

The elders of the two pavilions quickly passed a resolution and worshipped the great extinction peak through Luo Chuan.

An elder of the Sutra Pavilion entered the main hall. Before long, he walked out with a wooden box and a serious face.

Offering incense, worship, praying, vowing, swearing.

Under the guidance of elder Duan, Luo Chuan finished the procedure of worshipping the main peak.

At this time, dusk is over and it is late. The bright moon spreads a layer of frost between the clouds. The moon is like water. It falls from the sky and slowly spreads all over the Yandao arena.

The demon swinging master used his method to break the seal on the wooden box.

When the wooden box was opened, the ancient smell came with the smell of dust. Luo Chuan saw the signboards and copper crowns lying in the box.

"Put on the Daming crown, you are the first Daming peak disciple to walk out of the main mountain in the past thousand years. But now Daming peak has no contact with the empty mountain world, and you are just a nominal Daming peak disciple. Boy, we can only help you get here. The next road depends on how you go."

The voice of master Dang rang into the secret.

Luo Chuan raised his eyes and looked at the magician's eyes, nose and mouth. His face was expressionless.

Wipe the dust, tie up his long hair, and Luo Chuan put on the big extinction crown.

The crown body made of ancient bronze is engraved with mountain and sea nebula, which is majestic and a trace of simplicity. It is not possessed by the Taoist crowns of the other seven peak disciples.

Then hang the signboard system on your waist. From today on, Luo Chuan is officially promoted to the main peak disciple of the empty mountain world.

All kinds of eyes were directed at Luo Chuan. The inner disciples were jealous and dissatisfied, and the main peak disciples despised him. Gradually, some deep complaints came out of the crowd.

"A waste who can't spread fire can also become the main peak disciple."

"There are two pavilions covered by elders. You can ignore the rules and become the main peak disciple at will."

"Hum, I despise such a privileged class most. Why?"

"Alas! What are you worried about? He can win one time and one life? It won't be long before we all spread the fire and establish the Yellow court, and he won't be trampled on by us!"

Duan Changlao coughed heavily. His cold eyes swept through the crowd. Several disciples who complained stuck their tongues and buried their heads in silence.

People's words can be stopped, but people's hearts can't be convinced.

At night, more and more resentment rose from the crowd and poured into Luochuan.

Elder Duan looked at Luo Chuan anxiously. He saw that Luo Chuan was playing with his waist token, with no color and no consciousness.

"So, continue to group. Those who call the names, go to their elders and get the wooden cards." the Dang magician said, and his eyes fell on the Yandao fighting field: "it's not early. Go back to the disciples outside and inside."

The disciples of the inner and outer gates turned angrily. At this time, a voice sounded in the crowd: "elder, I have something to ask."

Dang devil frowned, his cold eyes locked on a person on the west side of the square and became soft: "Fang Jie, it's you. What's up?"

The inner disciple pushed aside the crowd and came out. He was a 17-year-old boy. He glanced at Luo Chuan lightly, and then bowed to the devil swinging master: "elder, according to the rules, the new main peak disciples, no matter what achievements they had in the past, are ranked last."

"However." Dang magician stared at the boy too much, and the previous softness gradually disappeared.

The boy raised his head and smiled: "according to the rules, the top three disciples of the inner sect can challenge the last three disciples of the main peak at any time. Whoever wins can get the other party's rights.

Dang magician looked cold again: "then?"

"The disciple is not talented. He happens to be the third in the inner door. I hope to challenge senior brother Luo." the young man smiled.

When the voice fell, the Yandao fighting field was quiet first, and then burst into a loud cry!

"Elder martial brother Fang Jie, good job!"

"Elder martial brother, fuck him!"

"Ha ha, after elder martial brother wins, he can take his place in the autumn competition."

The one-sided scene is not that the inner disciple named Fang Jie is too good, but that Luo Chuan is really unpopular.

"Fang Jie, your boy jumped fast and stole the limelight from me." the bald boy came out. He was the same age as Fang Jie and had a bigger smile on his face.

"Second in the inner door, Wang Cheng. I hope to challenge senior brother Luo."

The appearance of Wang Cheng made the youths in Yandao arena more excited and cheered. A wild atmosphere spread from the bald youths. On the second floor of the main hall, some of the main peak disciples changed color slightly.

"Oh? Younger martial brother Wang Cheng's skill has reached the level of perfection, which is enough to challenge beyond the level." Xiang Shaoyu nodded slightly and said to the younger martial brother next to him, "wait a minute, go to find Wang Cheng, promise some benefits, and ask him if he intends to come to our Cuizhu peak for development."

At this time, there was another noise in the crowd, which was several times louder than when Wang Cheng came out.

On the second floor of the main hall, the backbone of the seven main peak disciples looked one after another. Except for the four leading figures of Luo Fei, Huo Jun, Yan Daoming and LV Boya, as well as the main peak leaders like Xiang Shaoyu, all the other main peak disciples looked dignified.

In the night, the boy in black walked out slowly.

His age is like that of Jie and Wang Chengdu, two years older, but no more than twenty. A gust of wind and rain swept over Yandao's arena, and the smell of killing and cutting flowed out. Every disciple in the arena felt numb on his scalp and his heart beat faster. The elders of the two pavilions, including master Dang and elder Duan, looked at the young man with very kind and soft eyes.

"The boy's murderous spirit is approaching you." Lv Boya said to Yan Daoming.

"The ninth General of the Zhou Dynasty, Yang Jiazi, once he spread the fire and set up the Huangting, his ranking will soon enter the top 20 or even higher." Yan Daoming smiled easily.

"He, my purple pole peak is fixed." Luo Fei said concisely.

"This is not necessarily." Huo Jun said coldly.

"Do you think he likes to wear black clothes and will go to your black dragon peak?" Luo Fei said a cold joke, looked back to Yandao's fighting field and shook his head: "just go to the theatre first. Yang liehu once defeated two main peak disciples with one enemy. Huo Jun, Boya, the Luo Chuan you admire, can you have this ability now?"

Luo Fei specially emphasized the word "now". Huo Jun didn't speak, and LV Boya was also silent.

"I, the first in the inner door, Yang liehu, challenge elder martial brother Luo."

The young man in Black said and glanced to both sides: "step back."

Fang Jie smiled bitterly, "brother tiger, why are you doing this? I'll do it."

Wang Cheng, who was very arrogant before, also showed a pitiful look: "yes, boss, if you do it, you won't have any suspense."

Most of the disciples were surprised again!

Two or three of the disciples of the inner sect actually submit to Yang liehu at the same time. This is rare in the history of the empty mountain circle, which is enough to show the horror of Yang liehu.

"Shut up." Yang liehu said coldly. He stepped forward slowly and looked at Luo Chuan squarely. "I respect you for being extremely talented and arrogant. Unfortunately, things are changeable. Today's World War I will personally end your glory."

There was no sound. Yang liehu was full of war spirit and dominated the audience.

One is a falling genius, the other is a rising genius. The battle between the two is about to begin, which has attracted everyone's attention.

Even master Dang and elder Duan are secretly interested.

They helped Luo Chuan because they felt guilty and wanted to make some compensation. But as the witnesses of Luochuan's brilliant miracle, they did not have a glimmer of hope for the miracle to be staged again.

As the eyes looked, Luo Chuan finally raised his head and spit out two words: "boring."

There was an uproar, and the harsh laughter of "cowards" and "cowards" came one after another. Master Dang and elder Duan were secretly disappointed.

Luo Fei smiled and just wanted to say something. At this time, he raised his eyebrows and looked dignified on his face. Not only him, but also the other three leading disciples, Huo Jun, Yan Daoming and LV Boya, frowned and looked dignified at the same time.

The night is dark, the moon is cold, and the wind is high.

The handsome white tall boy walked out from the depths of the night until he appeared in the daoyan arena, and not many people found his arrival.

"The last disciple of the external school, LV Ping, please fight elder martial brother Yang."

Fang Jie and Wang Cheng frowned at the same time and quickly turned to stare at LV Ping. They were young and energetic but lacked the city government, and did not hide their surprise.

Looking up and down at LV Ping, Fang Jie smiled contemptuously: "I haven't heard of it or seen it. It seems that it is really the last disciple of the outer gate. According to the rules, only the top three disciples of the outer gate are qualified to challenge the inner gate disciples, and only the bottom three of the inner gate. You obviously don't have this qualification."

"I remember another rule." Wang Xiazi came out of nowhere: "you can challenge between the inner and outer gates without ranking, but if the Challenger loses, he must quit the mountain gate and get rid of the status of a disciple in the empty mountain world."

"It's not good for you to challenge who, but brother Yang. Your brain is very bad?" Wang Cheng pointed to his bare forehead, looked at LV Ping and sneered.

LV Ping didn't talk to Fang Jie and Wang Cheng. He looked directly at Yang liehu, with a cold face and thick disdain in his eyes: "do you dare to fight?"

Yang liehu was stunned and smiled: "boring."

As soon as his voice fell, LV Ping disappeared in his vision.

In the dark, a hurricane rolled up. It was like an evil jiaohuff and puff, and the rest of the force swung away, which made more than a thousand disciples' Taoist robes flutter and fly!

During the hurricane, LV Ping was as cold as frost. He endured it for more than half a month. Today, he finally couldn't bear it.

Fang Jie and Wang Chengyi were stunned and suddenly reacted. The original contempt was swept away and they were very cautious. Feeling the great threat of sudden Qi, Fang Jie and Wang Cheng, one left and one right, hardened their scalp to intercept LV Ping, who was so fast that there was only an empty shadow.

The three of them didn't have any extra action.

Boom! Boom!

In the dark night, no inner disciple could see the trace of LV Ping's hand. Fang Jie broke his arms and flew backwards. Wang Cheng flew high with blood in his mouth.

At that moment, LV Ping defeated Fang Jie first and then Wang Cheng, using the most ordinary martial arts. One move is one-of-a-kind, one-sided, but no one can resist it!

In the Yandao arena in the night, it seems that a fierce Jiao is roaring and has rushed to Yang liehu in the blink of an eye.

The disciples of the inner and outer sects were extremely frightened. The disciples of the main peak looked very dignified, and the elders' eyes lit up.