Soon, a young demon disciple entered the circle. He clasped his fists in salute, and said, "This time, the younger generation is throwing bricks and stones to attract jade, and when the point is over, which fellow Taoist wants to give advice?"
This disciple of the demon sect was in the realm of the Tiangang stage. The elders of the Dao sect looked at the disciples under the sect, and before they could speak, a person flew up and stood in the circle.
Yuechen hesitated to speak, thought about it and then gave up, the younger brother's move must have a deep meaning, besides, he went up, and it is impossible to come down after all.
That's right, the person who flew up was Wang Ming.
He thought it was simple, this place is Dragon Palace, and as the son-in-law of Dragon Palace and a disciple of Xianzong, he is bound to win a good start and give both sides a boost of face!
As soon as the two sides met, they didn't talk nonsense and started fighting directly. In this first match, they both wanted to win a good point, so they didn't hold back and decided quickly.
As soon as Wang Ming came to the stage, he held the Luoba mirror in his left hand and the Tianjinyunlei sword in his right hand.
Seeing the demon cultivator attacking, he turned the mirror, and a beam of black halo shone over, immediately fixed the demon cultivator in place, making his expression tranced.
Wang Ming didn't wait for him to come back to his senses, and directly slashed with his sword. If he was hit, with the sharpness of the god's gold, this demon cultivator would be split in half immediately!
Fortunately, that demon cultivator was not a waste either, feeling the sharpness of the immortal sword approaching, he gritted his teeth, roared, and came back from his trance.
Moxiu retreated quickly, and the immortal sword passed by immediately, and chopped on the ground, and saw that the deep sea rock was cut in half silently like tofu.
The demon cultivator gasped, and he didn't dare to be careless, and drew out his own magic weapon.
Seeing that the demon cultivator was holding a foot-long black gourd in his palm, he carefully pulled out the stopper of the gourd, and suddenly a very cold, yellow water jet with a strange smell came out, directly towards Wang Ming.
Before the water flow approached, Wang Ming felt a little dazed. He didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly called out the small yellow tripod, put it on his head, and hung down strands of yellow light, covering him tightly from head to toe.
"The Nether Yellow Spring Water!" Wang Ming said solemnly.
This demon cultivator presumably is a disciple of the Xuanming Demon Sect. This sect majors in the Nether Magic Tome, and is good at using the five ghosts to absorb souls, and can communicate with the Nether Hell.
But looking at this demon who is so cautious, with a look of heartache, it is not easy to come to this ghostly yellow spring.
Nether Yellow Spring Water can refresh memory, if you let this water get on your body, you will immediately become an ignorant idiot with no memory at all.
Wang Mingsheng was cautious, so he didn't approach the demon cultivator, but stayed far away, holding the fairy sword in his hand, and summoning the sky thunder.
Thunder strikes one after another, falling into the yellow spring water, immediately evaporating a lot of the yellow spring water.
The demon cultivator was very distressed, quickly put away the yellow spring water, and took out a magic sword to fight.
There is no way, Shenlei is too ruthless in restraining Moxiu, all his magic weapons have been restrained, and now he can only rely on his physical strength to fight with his own magic power.
This time, the two sides were evenly matched, and you came and I fought for many rounds.
The demon cultivator often slashed at him with a sword, and his fists followed. Wang Ming was a little overwhelmed at first, but gradually got used to this fast fighting method.
He put away Xiao Ding and Luo Po Jing Dou, only relying on the fairy sword to fight.
In the end, Wang Ming's Tianlei Slash became smoother and smoother. Both sides slashed horizontally and vertically, punching and punching, and the fight was extremely smooth.
The elders who watched the two battles also nodded in appreciation.
Daoist Tailin is proud of himself, as a disciple with a mortal physique, he is no worse than other special physiques, and he can often catch up from behind, which really makes him feel very comforted, and his face is radiant!
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Yuechen gradually felt relieved, and sighed secretly in his heart, the younger brother has really grown up, and he is about to start a family, he can't take it too far, it will only increase troubles.
In the end, Wang Ming's Shenxiao Leifa was better than the Nether Demon's Tome, and the two gradually decided the winner.
I saw the fairy sword slashing horizontally, and a huge purple sword light with the sound of thunder, slashed at the demon cultivator's body. In an instant, the divine thunder exploded on his body, splashing black smoke.
Wang Ming took advantage of the momentum to pursue and slashed through with his sword again. The demon cultivator quickly flew back and blocked with his sword.
"choke!"
With a crisp sound, the fairy sword slashed on the magic sword, and the magic sword immediately broke in two pieces and fell to the ground!
Moxiu said "Wow!", spat out a big mouthful of blood, and his spirit suddenly became depressed.
Seeing Wang Ming attacking with his sword again, he hastily shouted: "I admit defeat!"
Wang Ming's celestial sword barely stopped in front of him, and if he shouted a little slower, he was afraid that it would hit him.
The demon cultivator wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, clasped his fists and said: "Brother Dao is superb in Leifa, I admire you, let's go, if you admit defeat to a person like Brother Dao, you should understand!"
This demon cultivator was also a cheerful person, he didn't care about his injuries, so he dragged Wang Ming down to drink.
Yue Chen looked at Fu forehead, ignored him, and looked at the field again.
Daomen won a good start, and many disciples were also excited.
This time it was a disciple of a second-rate sect in the Taoist sect who was also very capable, and he played with brilliant moves and murderous intentions everywhere.
However, the demon cultivator on the other side is a scheming person, he fights around from the beginning, and occasionally takes advantage of the transition of the moves of the disciples of that sect, to attack violently.
This demon cultivator is a person who specializes in cultivating the physical body. He looks like a big man with a beard, but he is as careful as a hair. When the mana of the disciple of that Taoism is slightly exhausted, he rushes forward and strikes with both fists, looking like a madman.
After a flurry of punches, the disciple of that Taoist sect quickly fell into a disadvantage.
Unwilling, he glared at his eyes angrily, spewed a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue, and landed on the immortal sword. Immediately, the immortal sword became more radiant and more murderous.
This demon cultivator was also able to fight happily, he let out a roar, his body more than doubled in size, and he swung his palm-sized fist and smashed down, trying to shake the fairy sword with his iron fist!
"Oh!"
The two figures in the arena split apart as soon as they touched, and the disciple of that sect flew straight out of the circle and hit the ground heavily.
And the Demon Sect disciple also had his fists cracked, and blood gushed down. Although he was also seriously injured, he still stood firmly in the circle.
This sentence, there is no doubt that Moxiu won. This Moxiu took out a pill and swallowed it in the field, at least it stopped the blood flow.
Yuechen admired this demon cultivator a little bit, his fists were open and close but he was careful, courageous and resourceful, as long as he didn't fall halfway, he would be someone in the future.
He called Clam Girl and told her to inquire about the demon cultivator.
If she inquires about this woman, she must report to the fourth princess and take good care of the new son-in-law, mum girl thought with a smile.
Soon, the clam girl turned around and reported: "Fourth uncle, that demon cultivator is a disciple of Fengtianmen, a first-class master of the Demon Sect, named Niu Mang, and he is currently at the Tiangang stage."
Niu Mang?The name was chosen, but Niu Mang is not at all reckless!Yue Chen sighed.
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