"Good, good! As long as you agree, I'm not afraid that you won't hand over the strange fire. "

Xiang Yangcheng is proud in his heart, but he doesn't show his face.

He pondered and said:

"In that case, the contest will be held in three days. We'll sign the bet first, and we'll fight in three days. "

Xu Zhendong naturally has no idea, nodded to agree.

Under the witness of the sect elder, they signed the bet, and Xiang Yangcheng was relieved.

He regained his sneer and looked at Xu Zhendong.

"I call you shishuzu, for the sake of the supreme elder. You dare to rob me of this strength. After three days, you will know that you regret it. "

He can't wait. Three days later, the fire belongs to him.

Greedily looking at the strange fire on Xu Zhendong's shoulder, he turned and left.

He has been waiting for more than three months, and now he has to wait for another three days.

When the crowd left, Xu Zhendong's cave became calm.

Jingu Saint several people were also awakened and looked at Xu Zhendong suspiciously.

"Xu Tianjun, Xiang Yangcheng's strength is not weak. Is it too hasty for you to agree to his terms?"

After entering xiwuzong, he had been understood by some elder martial brothers on the stone wall of xiwuzong.

Xiang Yangcheng ranked fourth in the dream stone wall, and his realm had already broken through the four calamities.

However, Xu Tianjun is just a second calamity situation. Even if he can challenge a senior brother in the fourth calamity situation, it's really too difficult.?

"No harm!"

With a confident face, Xu Zhendong said with a smile:

"He can't help me now!"

Xu Zhendong didn't say much. He closed the door again.

He didn't trust the University. After all, he was dealing with a situation that had broken through the four calamities for many years. Although he was confident, he was not blind and confident.

Suddenly.

The contest between Xiang Yangcheng and Xiao shishuzu spread all over Xiwu sect. Not only the disciples but also many elders knew about it and paid close attention to it.

"I don't know whether he is stupid or the importance of strange fire when he takes it out for gambling."

"The little martial uncle agreed so quickly that he joined xiwuzong less than a year ago. Even if he was accepted as a disciple by the elder, now he is competing for strength."

There was a lot of discussion. Even when they saw the disciples of Beidou sect, they began to point out.

Three days later.

Xiwuzong battle field.

The disciples of xiwuzong were looking forward to the battle field.

This has become a grand event of xiwuzong. Many disciples have gone out of the gate to see the strength of this little martial uncle.

However, more people want to see Xu Zhendong make a fool of himself.

"Master Xu, be careful!"

Hu Lingling looks at BI douchang.

Now!

Xiangyangcheng has been impatient, waiting for the arrival of Xu Zhengdong.

"Why hasn't he come yet?"

Xiang Yangcheng is a little impatient. He has been here for a long time, but Xu Zhendong hasn't arrived yet.

"Did he flinch before the battle?"

He had an idea in his mind, and it was suddenly snuffed out.

As a disciple of the supreme elder, if he flinches, he will lose the face of the supreme elder.

After three days of fermentation, the whole clan has been spread. If Xu Zhendong doesn't appear, it will affect the reputation of the supreme elder.

Time goes by, half an hour, an hour

Xu Zhendong still did not appear.

All of a sudden, the crowd became noisy and began to speak. They all thought that Xu Zhendong was afraid to appear.

All of a sudden!

Xiang Yangcheng's eyes radiated two rays, like substance, looking at the entrance of the competition arena. The breath on the body quickly climbs up, the whole person's momentum also becomes more fierce.

The fierce wind swept through the arena, and the momentum of the arena was constantly improved.

All of a sudden!

A burst of momentum like a big wave hit directly on Xiang Yangcheng. His momentum was blocked and his face suddenly changed.

The powerful momentum just now is no less than that of him.

The crowd was surprised, and their eyes could not help looking at the entrance of the arena.

Hoo Hoo!

At the entrance, a figure came floating.

"It's Xu Tianjun!"

Everyone recognized Xu Zhendong at a glance. His breath was introverted, and he didn't let it out at all. People guessed Xu Zhendong's strength, but they couldn't see through.

"No matter how fast the younger martial uncle's strength can be improved, he can't compare with elder martial brother Xiang, who has been in the sect for more than 1000 years. Elder martial brother Xiang has already broken through the four levels of robbery. Now it's easy to deal with a new disciple who has just joined the sect."

They all looked at Xu Zhendong in surprise and shook their heads. They didn't think Xu Zhendong could win at all.

At the beginning of his career, Xu Zhendong had already made his name on the stone wall of dream, and he broke many records of puppet mountain at one stroke. It can be said that he has boundless potential.

But——

No matter how good the talent is, the time of cultivation is limited, it is difficult to compete with the old man like Xiang Yangcheng.

The crowd looked excited and their eyes fixed on them.

The figure gradually solidified, and Xu Zhendong stopped over the arena.

The battle field is shrouded by the array, and the space inside is thousands of miles.

Xiang Yangcheng's eyes are cold, looking at Xu Zhendong.

"I thought you didn't dare come!"

Looking at Xiang Yangcheng, Xu Zhendong said with a smile

"You can't wait, martial nephew. Even if you want to lose, you don't have to worry so much."

"Well! I don't know what to do

The sun turned into a cold voice.

There is a constant concentration of red energy on the body, condensing into a piece of red armor, and a red blood mist comes out, covering Xu Zhendong.

Just for a short time, the cold murderous air had been all around.

The wind was chilly, and the crowd held their breath and felt cold.

"If you want to beat me just by such means, you look down on me."

Xu Zhendong's body appears cyan light, cyan streamer wash the whole body, constantly smash the red blood fog around, not affected at all.

"Well, to you! One hand is enough. "

He low hum a, in front of Xu Zhendong let him envy.

As soon as he entered the sect, he was able to worship under the supreme elder and become their teacher and uncle. He was also given many treasures by the supreme elder, and even he felt very envious.

"Ha ha! I'm afraid one hand is not enough. I'll give you two hands for fear that you will lose too badly in the end. "

Xu Zhendong laughed loudly and began to attack Xiang Yangcheng's mentality.

Every moment can decide the outcome of the battlefield.

Once there is an oversight, it will be a total failure.

"I can't beat you in four calamities. Do you really think I'm as stupid as you?"

With a sneer on his face, he didn't have to do his best to deal with a second calamity. He could even solve it by raising his hand.

With a strange look on his face, Xu Zhendong looks at Xiang Yangcheng, shakes his head slightly and says:

"Who told you that I was in the second place?"

Xiangyang Cheng eyebrow heart a jump, keep an eye on Xu Zhendong, look become serious.

"What is your realm? When you started, it was just a disaster. Even if you have potential, now it's only two disasters at most. "

He couldn't see through Xu Zhendong. Every breakthrough in his realm cost a lot of effort.

In three months, even if the promotion is fast, it is very powerful to break through a small level.

Xu Zhendong laughs!

"I tell you, my realm!"

Xu Zhendong said slowly.