C74

Where's Laozi's Italian cannon?

"Hee hee, no matter how strong the Misty Peak is, it can only compete for second place!" Someone caught up to him and said with a smile.

"Du Zunfeng is as powerful as the clouds, Jin Jun is even more so a peerless, who can snatch his championship unless the sun rises from the west!" Some people were chuckling.

"The people from the Puppet Cave have arrived!" "Damn, what a big King Kong puppet!" Someone cried out in alarm, causing a huge commotion.

An incomparably huge iron man flew over from the horizon and landed in the competition area. The thirty to forty feet tall iron puppet let out a creaking sound as it put down the dozen people on its back.

"Look, the people from the Gui Yuan Sect have also come. I heard that this year, the Gui Yuan Sect has produced an extraordinary genius with incomparably amazing sword skills. This time, they are very ambitious and want to amaze the world with a single brilliant feat!"

"Yes, according to the gambling den's payout rate, the chances of the Gui Yuan Cave entering the top ten are very high. I believe this Gui Yuan Cave definitely has some tricks up its sleeve."

"Hmm? Who was that person? How can clothing be filial? "

"That's someone from the Ming-Yue Peak. Elder Mingyue died from an illness yesterday, so that's why I'm wearing mourning clothes."

Zhang Dongcheng was dressed in white and floated in the air like a kite. He landed in the participants area and no one on the surrounding mountains bothered to look at him again.

"Ming-Yue Peak doesn't need to look this year, they are also the last few. I heard that the gambling house offered a payout ratio of 1000 to 1, which means that you can earn more than 1000 gold coins by investing one gold coin!"

"F * ck, what's the point of having a higher payout? Aren't we just throwing the money in the water? If the people of Ming-Yue Peak can win, then I, your father, will eat my shoes! "

"Haha, your father's money didn't come from a strong wind, even a gold coin is still a gold coin! How could he hear it if he was thrown into the water? I am not that stupid! "

Zhang Dongcheng landed in the contestant waiting area. Many people looked at him, but they quickly retracted their gazes, not bothering to look at him anymore.

What happened to Ming-Yue Peak this year?

Why did he send out such a thing?

As for the Seven Star War King's Shen Lo, even if he was afraid that he would be beaten in the first round, it was still better than randomly sending someone to participate, right?

It had to be known that only the chief disciples of each peak had the qualifications to participate!

Zhang Dongcheng also couldn't be bothered to bullshit with the group of fellows with high eyes. He was happily chatting with the spectators on his Earth.

"Wow, this arena is awesome! It's suspended in the air, surrounded by a depth of 10,000 feet. Whoever is weak will be smashed into pulp!"

Some of the spectators exclaimed as they saw the Heaven Shaking Battlestage in front of them.

"Hehe, this is not an ordinary stage, it is the Heaven Shaking Arena that Senior Heaven Shaking Sect has set up for the competition. The Heaven-Shaking Battlestage is filled with formations that can cause the martial arts power of martial artists to be weakened by the mountain wind when it is transmitted out. It can let everyone clearly see the martial arts power of martial artists, but it will not cause other people's lives to be harmed. " Zhang Dongcheng explained: "If we get knocked out of the arena, the wind in the valley will also blow him away, sending him out of the stage."

"Aiyo, my brother! Powerful Luo!"

"66666666, this arena is quite interesting!"

"Tell Raimu that I'm not going back, I want to watch the streamer fight!" "How exciting!"

"Tell Ultimate Land that I'm not going back, and I want to watch the main broadcaster fight in the Arena!"

"Tell Luo Tianyi that I'm not going back, I want to see the host fight a plane!"

"Tell Chu Yuyin that I'm not going back, what the hell is that cameraman doing on a plane?"

"Second Battalion Commander, where is my Italian cannon? Pull them up and let me get rid of this bunch of otakus! "

"The host is going to play Tiger Roar and Dragon Roar. Warm reminder, please lower your volume. Young people below the age of eighteen, please watch with your parents. Young girls below the age of eighteen, please contact me." Someone asked me, can I match my voice? — I can't face the wind! Gale, gale, gale! Hasaki! Tori, it hurts! Ah, it hurts, it hurts! Pain! "Damn it!"

"System prompt: Audience 'Silent Declaration Fighting' rewards host ten planes. Host, come on, don't stop! I still want more!"

"System Notification: The audience will be rewarded with 'Selling Blood and Watching the Live Broadcast' 'Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger'! The host has taken first place!"

"First, first!"

"First, first!"

Maybe because the spectators were all passionate about the competition, Zhang Dongcheng's live broadcast room had 60 million people charge in, and got number 1 on the screen.

Who doesn't want to take first place in a match?

After all, I am a dream-type field, no, a dream-type arena!

"Haha, rest assured everyone, I will work hard. However, my current strength is only one star and Du Zunfeng's Jin Jun's profound strength is nine star, which is a full eight realms higher than mine. This time's Large Competition, will definitely not be an easy one.

Zhang Dongcheng smiled, and said modestly.

His modesty, however, made some people in the live broadcast room jump out in a rhythm.

"The streamer is really a piece of trash. He can't even get number one with the system?" After all, three to zero was fine even for me! Buried Love Family announced that the streamer is a huge idiot. Appraisal completed! "

"Young master Leng of the Buried Love Family has come for a visit. Where are the brothers of the Buried Love Family?"

"The young masters of the Burial Love Family are here! Who said 'good young master', leave behind a payment treasure, and give them all fifty yuan! "

Seeing the screen filled with unfathomable words, Zhang Dongcheng was also stunned. There were really some netizens that started the Alipay account number …

F * * k, what and what?

Facing those black powder, Zhang Dongcheng was also a little angry in his heart, but he was, after all, a spectator, so he was too lazy to bother.

"Du Zunfeng's Jin Jun is here!" Someone suddenly shouted. The entire Heaven-Shaking Battlestage was originally noisy, but after this shout, it was as silent as death itself. It was so loud that one could hear a pin drop!

Everyone's gaze was fixated on the figure that was slowly approaching from the horizon. They all swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt a chill in their hearts!

In the blink of an eye, the figure appeared in front of everyone.

Jin Jun was dressed in black robes, countless purple qi swirled around his body, and he carried a two meter long spear on his back, exuding an imposing manner that shook the heavens!

Jin Jun's expression was extremely gloomy, and he seemed to be in an extremely bad mood. His figure suddenly changed from extremely fast to extremely slow, and slowly floated in the air. His ice-cold gaze swept past everyone, silencing them, as though they had fallen into a cave of ice.

Those with low cultivation couldn't help but tremble all over. Their teeth were clattering as they fought.

Jin Jun had only glanced at him once, but everyone felt him glaring at them. A cold chill arose from the bottom of their hearts as they all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

His nine star War Emperor aura violently erupted and the purple energy violently surged like a tide to engulf the entire area, directly causing some people to be unable to stand steadily and fall to the ground in a sorry state.