Imperial Heavenly Demon Monarch

Zhao Sheng's voice is very loud, Yun Yi standing on the periphery of the crowd can hear it, and other dísciples can also hear it.

"Hey, who is the Senior Sister in his mouth? It won't be me." One of the people in the crowd had a little wrinkled skin and a very hoarse voice. The woman with an unknown object spoke.

"Damn...you are not joking, this aunt...I tell you the truth, I think it's appropriate for you to be his grandmother..." Another female disciple in the crowd, After taking a look at the person who spoke before, she couldn't help but say so, but after that, she went on to say: "It's me, it's possible to be the Senior Sister in his mouth."

Acknowledge that in Bloodmoon Continent, human territory, there is really a face-seeking society.

If Zhao Sheng looks very ugly, even if his strength is stronger than now, the number of Golden Core Realm dísciples killed is more than now, in terms of popularity, it is absolutely impossible. More than now.

In other words, this is true for men, and even more for women... It’s just a bit sad that the two female disciples who spoke before are a little too confident about their looks.

"Oh..." There were waves of vomiting one after another.

However, the movement around watching the dísciple did not interfere with Zhao Sheng in the slightest. Because at this time, he is still completely rushing towards the thin bamboo pole with concentrated attention.

"Bang!" was knocked into the air again without any accident.

He was already trying to show weakness at first, and at the same time angered the thin bamboo poles with words, the effect was really good. But now, the thin bamboo pole that had broken his arm and completely recovered his sobriety was even more difficult to deal with.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Sheng feels that the thin bamboo pole's ability to manipulate treasure at this time is much stronger than all the Golden Core Realm cultivators he has seen before!

But since Third Elder has such a subordinate, why not let him participate in the dísciple grand competition? Is it because the strength of thin bamboo poles has any fixed major flaws?

"Huh, it must be like this! You must have some huge flaw, but I haven't noticed it. In this case, then I absolutely can't do it recklessly. Consuming! I don't believe that I can't waste you anymore. !" Turning his head, Zhao Sheng made up his mind in an instant.

Aware that the imposing manner of the already strong thin bamboo pole is no longer changing, Zhao Sheng directly moved the Azure Dragon long spear forward, then squinted his eyes to focus on defense.

Speak frankly, Zhao Sheng can use Spiritual Qi to enter the Xuan with a thin bamboo pole in this state. It's okay to say, but under this situation, he really has no way to break his defense.

"Heh...It's my turn..." The thin bamboo pole took a heavy step, moving towards Zhao Sheng step by step approaching.

Holding the barrel of the Azure Dragon long spear tightly, Zhao Sheng actually felt a little sweat on the palm of his hand.

"The nest cuts the world stick!" The thin bamboo pole's voice was hoarse and soft, but Zhao Sheng could still hear it clearly.

And just as the sound fell, countless starlight suddenly flashed in the sky!

Zhao Sheng's eyes widened, the secretly thought in his heart was not good, and at the same time, he rushed directly to the thin bamboo pole.

The "bang!" burst fiercely, which made Zhao Sheng feel that his back was subjected to an extremely severe impact.

"pu..." is another spit a mouthful of blood.

In just a few days, Zhao Sheng has forgotten how many times he vomited blood.

To spit out the blood accumulated in the chest, it will definitely feel more comfortable. But those affected are extremely precious lifespan!

"Lao San, you or him! How dare you teach your forbidden technique!" Master Qingyuan moved towards Third Elder and roared extremely angrily.

Using the forbidden technique will inevitably cause irreversible damage to the foundation of the cultivation.

Even if the forbidden technique is really strong, it will cause Murakami, but it is enough to make any cultivator daunting. After all, this kind of damage, the most intuitive example, is to make a cultivator that can be easily promoted to Nascent Soul, but will not be able to step into Nascent Soul Realm for life!

So in Cyan Sect and even in human territory, the forbidden technique is absolutely forbidden!

Of course, Master Qingyuan’s roar at this time was definitely not because of Third Elder’s subordinate, the foundation suffered irreversible damage.

"Hehe, who told you that this is a forbidden technique? You said he was it? The old man still said he was not. My subordinates are just like this." Third Elder arms across chest, His face was indifferent.

"The third child, that's your subordinate! Cyan Sect's dísciple! If you let him use the forbidden technique to deal with his sect's dísciple, isn't it all the strength of the sect that will eventually be lost?" Seventh Elder With his mouth slightly open, he asked incomprehensibly.

Third Elder did not speak, his face still disdainful.

In his perception, as long as they are Old Guy left, it is enough to maintain the operation of Sect. Those dísciple? It's just a tool for them to earn resources.

"Stick! Press!" The thin bamboo pole pressed right hand down, and the long stick he manipulated hit Zhao Sheng's head!

The speed of this stick is so fast, it is almost impossible for Zhao Sheng to avoid this stick no matter where he hides!

"bang!" moved towards the right side moved a little bit, Zhao Sheng's left shoulder hit the thin bamboo stick without any cushion.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng's shoulder lost all the feeling.

But Zhao Sheng has never been a loser. It used to be this way, and it is no exception now.

"pu chi." Entered a trace of Spiritual Qi Azure Dragon long spear, and touched the fleshy body blessed by the forbidden technique. Although I felt a slight obstacle, it still exploded in.

"Uh..." The thin bamboo pole made a painful cry from the depths of his throat, and along with the painful cry, the skin he was injured was sunken directly!

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's eyes lit up instantly.

It turned out that although the thin bamboo poles seemed to hit more than before, they were only urged.

Running a trace of Spiritual Qi in the Danfu, when he reached the wounded part of his left shoulder, Zhao Sheng continued to search for the loopholes in the thin bamboo pole.

"Brother Toothpick, take it softly. You are not my opponent. If you still refuse to accept it, then you have to die." Every breath of time is for Zhao Sheng, who is recovering from his shoulder injury. Extremely precious.

If you can delay for a moment, then Zhao Sheng's chances of winning will be higher.

"I...serve...you...big...ye..." The thin bamboo pole suffered a small injury, but his voice sounded like he was injured. Like a serious injury!

"Hehe, pretend to be tough? I want to see how long your crooked way can make you arrogant!"

After the words fell, I saw Zhao Sheng, who is extremely resilient. Draw out the long sword from the waist directly with the left hand!

"Quite elephant! Clash!" With his legs tight, Zhao Sheng once again resembled a baby elephant, and moved towards Thin Bamboo Pole to kill him.