Chapter 1608

"You lost." on the wide and quiet martial arts field in front of the hall, Jiang Wuchen's indifferent voice sounded.

An empty mouthful of old blood surged up and quickly pressed down. Lost? Can you lose? The empty heart was full of anger and confusion. The nether spirit fire just displayed by Jiang Wuchen also left her with lingering fear and fear from her soul.

"Master."

Wumei, Wuyu and other disciples rushed to Kong. Wumei glared at Jiang Wuchen. At this moment, she wanted to say a few words for her master to find the venue, but she didn't know what to say.

Jiang Wuchen fought against Kong with only two moves. He only showed one move. Before the second move was used, he was defeated by Jiang Wuchen with a record of Kang Longli. All this happened is too incredible. Wumei Xiu is not high, but there is also a spiritual realm. She can sense that the reason why Shifu lost to Jiang Wuchen is not the magic power, but the strange blue flame.

Other people at the scene have not recovered from the shock. The difference in strength between them is too great. No one will believe that Jiang Wuchen can win.

Although she thought that Jiang Wuchen might play some tricks in soul power, she didn't expect that the battle would end so quickly and so cleanly.

The empty face was very ugly. She was seriously injured in her body. Her internal organs were damaged and bleeding. Because she became a saint, her spirit root had formed an internal pill in the sea of Qi.

But now the inner alchemy is in an abnormal disorder. Even an ordinary respected teacher may be able to take her life.

However, in this world, as long as there are two people who bet, the winner is usually eager to admit defeat, but how many losers are really convinced?

"What magic power is that purple flame?" asked the empty voice, weak and even trembling.

This problem is also what e and Jizhen are eager to know. In the absence of soul cultivation theory, they also know nothing about Lingtong.

It can be said that at the scene, in addition to Jiang Wuchen, I can recognize that it is smart, only Meng youruo.

"That's not a supernatural power." Jiang Wuchen said coldly.

"Isn't it a supernatural power? What is it?" asked lekong

Jiang Wuchen didn't intend to say it, but asked, "do you admit defeat?"

If you don't admit defeat, Jiang Wuchen will naturally continue to ask to fight, and hundreds of pairs of eyes will look at it. Even if you don't know that Jiang Wuchen has displayed the nether spirit fire, you can see the move of Kang Longli magic power. He was beaten out of the air for more than ten meters and vomited blood, which has been obviously defeated. If you don't admit it at the moment, you can't afford to lose, and you will lose more face.

But if you admit defeat, then you have to kneel down and apologize.

Kneel down to Jiang Wuchen? It's worse than killing Kong in front of so many disciples of the ethereal palace. She can't do it at all.

"Everyone should be responsible for their own actions. You are cruel and noisy. When Meng youruo was bullied, you should not have thought about your depression at the moment. How do you feel about being laughed at!

You've lost. Kneel down and apologize! Although I said I wouldn't kill you, the premise is that you must sincerely repent. Otherwise, even in front of thousands of disciples of the ethereal palace and in front of all the patriarchs, I'll kill you in five steps! "Jiang Wuchen's words were boiling with blood, and the listener was even more shocked.

Before Jiang Wuchen finished, he continued, "I'm not afraid to bear a curse. Even if it's 10000 times worse than this, I'm not afraid. But you shouldn't slander your fellow martial sister everywhere. It seems to be full of righteousness on the surface, but in fact, you're dirty and despicable. I want you to kneel down and apologize, not to me, but to your fellow martial sister!"

These words made everyone's eyes turn to Meng youruo around the white crane outside the crowd.

Meng youruo was shocked by the sudden turn. In fact, she was almost numb to similar voices in recent years, and with the improvement of her state of mind, she didn't care about other people's views more and more.

But at the moment, Jiang Wuchen's words made her feel hot and sour.

Ji Zhen and e looked at each other, and they nodded slightly. Jiang Wuchen walked too high in one move. In front of the misty palace, he beat Kong's face and asked her to kneel to Meng youruo. It was obvious that he challenged Kong not for himself, but for Meng youruo.

The most important thing is that the air is lost. If so many people kneel down to Jiang Wuchen, she can't do it. The whole ethereal palace will therefore deepen its hatred of Jiang Wuchen.

But now let her kneel to Meng youruo. The people in Piaomiao palace kneel in Piaomiao palace. This situation is immediately different. Meng youruo has always been in a weak position. Liaokong did talk a lot just now. Although he was talking about Jiang Wuchen, he actually stepped on Meng youruo.

After she came to the ethereal palace from the sky, this headstrong woman was not liked. She thought that there were a large number of disciples of the sword sect and ranked first among the eight sects. She was arrogant and virtually provoked many people of the ethereal palace.

Now when these people see empty food, don't mention it. They all feel that it's not much to let her kneel down and apologize to Meng youruo.

"Jiang Wuchen, you... What a cruel means!" the empty eyes turned red and the purple lips trembled, obviously angry to the extreme.

Jiang Wuchen shook his head and said, "it's your choice to harm others and yourself. Kneel down and apologize immediately, or I'll kill you."

Wumei rushed out and immediately knelt down to several patriarchs such as e and Jizhen, banged and kowtowed, only twice, and knocked her forehead bleeding, "martial uncle e, Jizhen Shizu, and all the patriarchs Shizu, all these are Wumei's fault. Wumei is willing to suffer for her master, and please forgive her."

"Hum!" Leng, a disciple of the sect who didn't know who was behind him, said, "it's you who made trouble. I'm ashamed. Now it's you who beg for mercy. What are you!

My ethereal palace is the second largest cultivation sect after Kunlun palace, but unexpectedly, the disciples are so unbearable that you just go and die! "

"Now the situation is that you lose. If you win, you may be arrogant."

"If you lose, let your disciples carry the pot. The sword sect really can't afford to lose."

"Is it so difficult to apologize to martial uncle youruo? Why don't you think about how sad she is when you tear away martial uncle youruo's wound? It's inhuman!"

Finally speaking, the disciple stood beside Wuyi, naturally from the ethereal sect.

Luo e, Ji Zhen and others did not speak this time.

Wumei continued to kowtow, "please, let go of my master, masters, please raise your hand."

Ji Zhen's face was a little unhappy. When she came to this step, she just found it by herself. Wumei begged so much. It seemed that they persecuted Wumei and said coldly, "get up first."

Wumei stubbornly said, "if Shizu doesn't agree, the disciples can't afford it!"

This mindless and stubborn attitude once again aroused the disgust of other sects, "absurd! Your little disciple, do you want to kidnap US morally?"

"Get up!"

"Go away, old woman!"

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