Martial God Conqueror

But at this time, Xu Chuyun did not feel the pain in his body at all. He could not believe it anyway. He would have lost in the hands of Du Shaoqi, and he was so defeated.

His man Wang Tianzi, his petrochemical martial arts, in front of that Du Shaozhen, turned out to be so vulnerable.

"You lost."

Du Shaoxuan witnessed Xu Chuyun, his eyes turned into clear, and some time ago in the ancient space, there was a lot of comprehension and progress for the mysterious style, and the power of the mysterious style was also strengthened.

"This is impossible, impossible, I can't lose to you."

Xu Chuyun looked at Du Shaoqi, his eyes were filled with grievances, and his eyes were covered with blood. He didn't know what was going on. It seemed that the blood was rushing, and suddenly his mouth opened again with a large mouthful of blood.

"Okay, the first round of the contest ended."

On the high platform, the elders of Hu Sankun came out, and the sound of mysterious voice rang in the ears of many onlookers. The whispers and shouts around them gradually subsided and slowly began to recover.

Many eyes look at the elders of Hu Sankun on the high platform. Their eyes are full of awe and respect. The status of Elder Hu Sankun in the Zongzhong is absolutely not weak. Among all the disciples, the popularity has always been quite good.

With the two deacons, the big man came off the court and helped Xu Chuyun, who was sluggish at this time.

Xu Chuyun's eyes are stagnation, containing the color of grievances, no struggle, let the two deacons help, and at this time, it is clear that his heart is clear, he has lost, and no more hands-on power.

Looking at the disciples in the square, Elder Hu Sankun said faintly: "At the end of the first round, you 16 people will be able to enter the Zongzhong secret cultivation, and then the first competition, the last of you will be able to Get a reward for a high quality device, and this is your chance to prove yourself."

The voice paused a little, and Elder Hu Sankun continued to say: "The first thing to fight for, the rules will change slightly, it will be a lottery matchup. In the contest, you must not deliberately kill the hand. You must not arbitrarily entangle, and all the elders will judge as a referee. I am severely punished and can understand."

"understood!"

Everyone nodded, but in fact everyone knows that in the last sixteen people, the strength of everyone is almost the same. In this contest, everyone will go all out, the strength of the two sides is not much different, take the time to take nature. It is inevitable that problems will arise, so everything will be seen when it is time to measure.

As the voice of Elder Hu Sankun fell, then the deacon of Zongzhong carried out a black sign with a lot of jade.

"You can start drawing lots now. There are black and white jade signs in it. The numbers on each jade are from one to four. They are black and white jade, each with two No. 1 jade. On the sixteen jade signs, there are four No. 1 jade signs, four No. 2 jade marks, four No. 3 jade marks, and four No. 4 jade marks. At that time, four people of the same number are drawn. In the same round of the same color jade signer, the next round of eight winners will continue to compete with the winner of the same jade sign, until the last four winners will be left with different jade numbers. Four people, the last one against the fourth, the second on the third, and then the winner, and then compete for the first."

Elder Hu Sankun’s words contain mysterious words echoing in the square. “You can all understand. If you have no doubt, you can start drawing lots now.”

"understood."

Everyone nodded, no doubt, for the contest rules, it seems that everyone has already known.

Du Shaozhen is not difficult to understand. This lottery match is once and for all. It seems complicated, but it is actually very simple.

At the beginning of the sixteen jade marks, there will be four No. 1 jade picks, two black ones and two white ones.

In the first round, the two white ones were drawn, and the two black ones were matched.

In the end, the winners of the two white jade and two black jade checks will be held in the next round.

The same is true for the No. 2, No. 3, No. 4 jade signers.

At the end of the day, there are only four people left, that is, four people with different numbers for their respective jade numbers, and then they are competing for the first two and the first.

After everyone nodded, the lottery began under the supervision of the deacon.

The onlookers around, now whispering one by one, began to discuss who will be able to win the first.

For the onlookers around, the highest voice at this time is Sima Muzhen, Du Shaoqi and the other three Wang Tianzi.

Among them, Sima Muyu and Du Shaoqi’s voices were the highest. Du Shaozhen’s defeat of Xu Chuyun was undoubtedly a shock to the disciples of the ancient Tianzong.

At this time, Du Shaoqi’s voice was also much higher than before, and it was not even under Sima Muzhen.

After the 16th draw was completed, Du Shaozhen saw the jade sign in his hand. It was the black No. 1 jade sign. It was just a slight side view. It was that Sima Muzhen, who was not far from the side, was a white jade, with the number two on it. .

"It's bad luck."

At this moment, Suddenly came the sound of Hao Jue, holding a white No. 1 jade in his hand, looking at the black No. 1 jade in the hands of Du Shaohao, suddenly the fat face, the look is not good. It’s up.

Hao Jue is very clear, even if it is the first round to win this time, the next round will certainly encounter Du Shaoqi, when the end of the time can be imagined.

"It seems that there is still more unlucky than me."

Suddenly, Hao’s gaze looked at Mu Jiajia around him. When he saw Mu Jiajia’s hand holding a black No. 1 jade sign, he suddenly laughed.

Sometimes people are like this. When they feel that they are not lucky, they suddenly see that someone is more bad luck than they are, and they will feel much better in the heart.

Hao Jue is like this. When he saw Mu Jiajia around him, he actually encountered Du Shaozhen in the first round. He immediately felt that his luck was actually good.

After the lottery was completed, 16 people reported their own signatures, and many people immediately looked down on their faces.

For the eleven people, Jie Tianzi, if they meet the three people Wang Tianzi, naturally it will be somewhat dejected.

Among them, Mu Jiajia and another person Jie Tianzi, one pair of Du Shaoqi, one to the boss Ma Muzhen, the mood in the heart is even more imaginable.

"Well, the lottery is over and each opponents."

The elders of Hu Sankun swept the audience. All the drawters had already finished drawing. The voices fell and saw that the 16 people had already searched for their opponents. After a slight nod, they continued to reverberate in the square with the sound of mysterious voice. Now, the showdown begins!"

The voice fell, and there was a short silence in the surrounding area.

At the next moment, sixteen people stood in the field, waiting for the battle, arrogant and arrogant, and the eyes were vigilant and looked at their opponents.

"I didn't expect Mu Jiajia to be on Du Shaoqi, but this is not very good luck."

"Qi Minghui is on the big Miss, and this luck is not good there."

"..............."

Among the people's arguments, the 16 people in the field have already started to suddenly collide, the strong sinister touch, accompanied by the rune flashing, and the low-pitched energy muffled sound suddenly spread.

"Hey..."

The figures flickered, the symbols fluttered, and one went straight into the fire.

Most of the people are almost the same in strength. There is no need to explore them at all.

Perhaps everyone has little hope for the first, but they can fight against other people, test their own strength, and secondly, they want to beat their opponents. The higher the ranking, the higher their status in Zongzhong. So let's go all out.

"President, I know I can't win you, but I still want to give it a try."

Mu Jiajia looked at Du Shaoqi, and the look of Jiao Yan was quite helpless.

Du Shaoqi smiled and said: "Do it."

"That's good, I'm welcome."

Mu Jiajia squeezed a smile, and then the handprints condensed, the energy of the week began to fluctuate and began to condense.

Du Shaoyan looked at Mu Jiajia with great interest. From the mouth of the big brother, the murderer's soul is more than nine products, it is the person in the middle of the world, the people's attitude.

For the spiritual teacher, the spiritual root of the soul also has the strength and weakness, and there are also some people who are kings.

Mu Jiajia is a great man, and his soul is the soul of the people.

"boom!"

A tremor in the Zhou Dynasty, Mu Jiajia Mang figure around, the heaven and earth energy is majestic, the runes plucked, in a short time, it turned out that there were twenty-two flags in the hands of the condensed, and his face was pale and suddenly pale.

"Hula..."

Twenty-two flags were thrown from Mu Jiajia's hands, and suddenly turned into twenty-two beams of light, and they wanted to form a huge array.

"Hey..."

Du Shaozhen moved, and the handprints in his hands changed, and the next rune was skyrocketing, like a thunder and lightning, and immediately blocked the twenty-two rune-light column.

A rune seems to have a special role. In the rune flashing, it turns out that the twenty-two rune light column is directly translated into a broken rune, which is turned into a strand of energy dissipated in the air.

"Hey..."

In the mouth of Mu Jiajia, a mouthful of blood spouted out, and it was originally a pale face, and it was pale and gray at the moment.