Happy trip to the Tang Dynasty

The day of the rematch has arrived.

Valley of the Wicked, under Huangquan Peak, on the school grounds.

Unlike the Haoqi League, the martial arts tournament in the Valley of the Wicked is not taboo to kill people, so for those viewers, this martial arts tournament is like the citizens of ancient Rome watching the arena fighting, it is a rare and grand show on boring days.

Since Mu Li was judged to be the weakest, the match against Yan Lu was placed in the first match. It seemed that the plan was to make him the first to be eliminated.

The host on the stage reported the two sides of the competition, and Yan Lu couldn't wait to jump onto the stage first.As for Mu Li, he was dragged by Yue Qingling and confessed:

"If the situation is not right, you can cover yourself with spring mud and jump off the stage. Although the rules of the martial arts competition in the Valley of the Wicked are chaotic, they don't kill those who have already stepped down, unless Yan Luken gives up his qualifications and steps down to chase you down. Of course, this is wrong. It’s possible. Those who come to participate in this competition, who doesn’t want to be the first? So, remember, keep the green hills, don’t be afraid of running out of firewood, and save your life first..."

Yan Lu was already a little impatient standing on the ring.Although he is only level 93, he kills like hemp, his body is full of evil spirits, and his attack power will definitely not be low. If he is equipped with a perverted blood bar, he will definitely be an elite monster at the field boss level.

Mu Li managed to get rid of the chattering Yue Qingling, and finally walked onto the stage.

Staring at Mu Li who was slowly coming up to the stage, Yan Lu only had murderous intent in his eyes: "Those who protect and hide swords deserve to die!"

The game has not yet started, and the two sides stood facing each other with a distance of 20 feet under the referee's instructions.

Before the start password started, Mu Li looked at Yan Lu, suddenly smiled, and said, "I know Ye Qinghou."

Ye Qinghou!

As soon as these three words fell into his ears, Yan Lu's eyes immediately widened like copper bells, and the murderous aura on his body more than doubled.

"Ye Qinghou is my best friend. Do you hate him very much?"

hate him?

Yan Lu suddenly laughed wildly, shaking the crows on the surrounding dead wood, "quacking" and flying around.

"Hahaha...how could I hate him? I thank him! Now I don't care if I want to kill a few molesters, I am very free! How could I have such a happy life before! Today's status in the Valley of the Wicked is just Thanks to him!"

He suddenly pointed at Mu Li and said, "I don't hate him, but I will cut off your hands and feet, let a group of dogs fuck you ten thousand times, and then give him a congratulatory gift! By the way, there is also that little hidden sword—"

He licked his lips: "—you should have raised him very deliciously, right? Let him wash his butt clean, and I will love him tonight! Haha, one day, I will take Ye Qinghou as well." Grab it and enjoy it, although it is a bit old, but think about what kind of expression he will have under Grandpa's crotch - I will be hard just thinking about it!"

The corner of Mu Li's mouth twitched slightly, and a row of black lines hung on his forehead.

If Ye Qinghou was present, he would have heard that such a pervert was thinking about him...

——That scene is comparable to Godzilla's rampage!

In order to prevent Ye Qinghou from guarding against thieves for a thousand days——Brother Hou, I will accept this evildoer for you today, thank you.

As soon as the gong sounded at the start of the match, the furious Yan Lu rushed towards Mu Li, his moves wide open and closed, and he turned out to be in a desperate posture, without thinking about saving his energy for the next match at all.

In contrast, Mu Li just dodged blindly, the slender pen in his hand did not dare to resist Yan Lu's gold-plated spear, and only occasionally turned around to poke his finger.

Of course, Mu Li wasn't afraid of Yan Lu, it's just that he hasn't had PVP for at least five years, and this time it was a real-life competition, not a computer simulation, so he still spent quite a while recalling and familiarizing himself with the time when he was the flower girl "Kazama" Some play styles.

As a result, the audience saw Wan Hua running fast like a wild dog in front, occasionally turning around to make a sneak attack; Yan Lu, holding a spear, scolded and chased after him.

Those who knew knew it was a martial arts competition, but those who didn't know thought it was the urban management who was catching thieves.

At first, the audience watched with gusto and laughed; but soon, more than half an hour passed... His obscene kite show was so boring that the audience in the audience cursed.

Seeing that the practice was almost done, he switched to the extra point for a strong kill - it's really good news that he didn't need to read the article when switching the extra point.

When he detonated the dot stacked on Yan Lu with jade, the power of Chengwu Biluo was fully revealed: the blood worn off by flying the kite just now plus this explosion, Yan Lu immediately fell to the ground with blood all over his body. All of a sudden it was empty.

He barely propped himself up and said fiercely to Mu Li: "Boy, you are kind, but next time I..."

Mu Li turned around and smiled at him: "Why, do you think there will be a next time?"

Yan Lu was taken aback: "You—"

With a sound of "poor", Bi Luo's condensed energy pierced through his brain.

A hole opened between Yan Lu's brows, and he collapsed completely with a look of surprise.

Mu Li was expressionless, and stepped forward to take a look.

Brain death, very good, leaving no future troubles, this is the way of death that is suitable for scum.

Although the poisoning of those eleven slave prostitutes who had destroyed their minds almost broke his mind, and it is still a thorn in his heart, but killing people like Yan Lu does not have much psychological burden.

This is not a legal society of modern civilization, but a Tang Dynasty on the brink of chaos.Since the footsteps are in the rivers and lakes, it is a last resort to have blood on your hands.

The audience was in an uproar.

The other villains suddenly realized that just because Mu Li didn't kill anyone in the preliminaries didn't mean he wouldn't kill anyone.

Although the first game of the conference was an upset, the other games were carried out according to the originally predicted script without any surprise. An upset.

An unpopular student of Chunyang who had just entered the valley not long ago, within three or four moves, with one turn of nine turns to one, pushed a famous master of Snow Demon Hall off the ring.

Thanks to the chaotic rules in the Valley of the Wicked, the Snow Demon Hall master was unconvinced and even climbed up to the stage to ask for a re-competition, but was pushed down three or four times, and fell in the same place each time.

Now even a layman knows that the strength of that Chunyang disciple is extremely high, and he has shown mercy.That Snow Demon Hall master was not a ignorant person, after realizing this, he readily surrendered.

Yue Qingling said in shock: "This Taoist priest is named Yu Chu. In the preliminaries, he only killed one person who was too tight, and then penetrated the ground until the end of the preliminaries. He was also rated as weak by everyone. I thought it was hidden. Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Li looked at that Chunyang with a surprised expression, then frowned, and when Yue Qingling asked, he said it was nothing, and muddled through with a few perfunctory words.

In the subsequent eight-to-four competition, Mu Li met his fellow disciple, a Wanhua disciple named Su He.

Hearing that name, Mu Li felt deeply that this person did not fit him.

Su He has a long thin face, average appearance, very thin eyebrows and eyes, which makes people feel quite mean.But the person is kind, even though the gong of the match has already sounded, he still salutes to Mu Lixian with thoughtful etiquette, as if friendship comes first and match comes second.

Mu Li naturally returned the salute respectfully.But only Yue Qingling shouted from the audience:

"Beware of that scumbag!"

Suddenly a bright brilliance flashed between Su He's sleeves and rushed towards Mu Li.

Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!

In his sleeve, there is actually a hidden weapon of the Tang Sect!

Tang Sect hidden weapons are complicated to operate, without years of training, the possibility of self-injury is greater than that of the enemy.Judging by Su He's proficiency, he must have used this trick a lot.

Fortunately, Mu Li reacted quickly, and Tang Ying had taught him to dodge quickly, narrowly avoiding the blow, but with a numbness in his shoulder, he still got a few needles.

The wound didn't hurt much, but there was a poisoned debuff attached to Mu Li's blood bar, which turned out to be a hidden weapon for poisoning.

"You are Wanhua, but you use Tangmen's hidden weapon?"

Su He took out a bottle of antidote, and said to Mu Li, "I'm not from Xinglin, and I'm not good at poisoning, so I have to use this heresy."

"What do you want?"

"I'm only interested in rare weapons in my life. The pen in the master's hand seems to be quite extraordinary. I don't want to hurt people. I just want to borrow the weapon from the master."

It turned out to be a person with a good vision who coveted Biluo.

"It's just an ordinary pen, what's there to see?"

"Ordinary?" Su He said with a light smile, "I was fortunate enough to read "The Record of Strange Treasures". Mr.'s pen is sharp and introverted, with a hidden light. It seems to be the legendary Biluo. Don't you know the origin of this pen? The strange treasure is dusty."

Mu Li looked at Bi Luo in his hand, suddenly smiled and said, "Since you want to see it, why not show it to you." Then he threw Bi Luo over.

Su He didn't expect Mu Li to be so straightforward and catch Bi Luo in astonishment.But he was quickly attracted by the weapon in his hand:

"It's one foot and one inch long, weighs two or three taels, like a stone, tough but not rigid, like jade, light but not brittle, it really is Biluo!"

At the moment when he was distracted, Mu Li pulled out the spare tribute pen from his waist, and regardless of dispelling his own debuff first, he attacked for a while, and then a lotus stalk stopped Su He - in reality, fixed The body can be more than 4 seconds.

Although Su He's level is 92, his health bar is much thinner than Yan Lu's. Although Mu Li only took a tribute pen, he still successfully emptied his health bar.

Originally, Su He's strength was not that unbearable, but the strange thing is that he fell behind when he got Bi, but his strength seemed to have dropped a lot.Mu Li's moves didn't seem to be very powerful, but he seemed unable to use even one move.

Mu Li picked up Biluo who fell on the ground, then removed the debuff for himself, and sat cross-legged on the ground to recover blood and mana.

Su He asked unwillingly: "Why is this happening? This pen...it's repelling me!"

Mu Li smiled without saying a word.

Of course, other weapons in this world don't have this kind of situation, but the Biluo made by Ye Qinghou shows "bound".

At this time, the referee had judged that Mu Li won.

Just when Mu Li turned around and was about to leave, Su He's immobilization effect ended. He suddenly jumped up from the ground, threw out a mother-child flying claw to entangle Mu Li, and then used a lotus to hold Mu Li in place. He leaned forward, stabbing Li's heart with one stroke.

Mu Li fell to the side. Although the fall was hard, he avoided the blow.

But Su He quickly jumped on him, and the tip of the pen met his throat.

"I heard that Biluo is a divine weapon, and it can recognize its owner with a drop of blood. I didn't believe it before, but now it seems to be true." Su He's eyes flashed with infinite greed, "As long as I kill you, it will belong to me."

"Thank you."

"What?" Su He obviously didn't follow Mu Li's logic.

"Thanks to the villain for dying with too much talk."

As soon as Mu Li finished speaking, Su He's whole body was shocked, the expression on his face was frozen in disbelief, and then he slowly fell to the side, his eyes were gray, he was actually dead.I saw that his chest was bloody and bloody, and he was completely hit by the rainstorm pear blossom needle at very close range!

Mu Li retracted a small tube into his sleeve.When we parted at the beginning, how could Tang Ying not give him one or two Tang Sect hidden weapons to defend himself?Produced by Tang Ghost Axe, it must be a high-quality product.

Don't think that you are the only one in the world who has the second internal Tang Sect.

As soon as Su He died, he fixed himself and freed himself, and Mu Li easily escaped from the flying chain of the iron claw.Since the sneak attack just now was made when the two were sticking together, his whole body was covered with blood, and a few drops of bright red were splashed on his face as white as jade.There was no gentle smile on Mu Li's face, and he looked like a Shura bathed in blood.

Killing two people in a row in the rematch is rare even in the Valley of the Wicked, where bloodthirsty is not an offense.

At this moment, everyone finally realized that Mu Li was not a simple good guy, he also killed people, and he only killed strong people.

In the third round of the four-to-two competition, Mu Li faced a level 95 villain Hidden Sword.

This was a well-behaved exchange, no one used any tricks, it almost made Mu Li feel like going back to the time when he and Ye Qinghou planted the flag.As for the victory or defeat, Mu Li's level of fighting the Tibetan sword is based on Ye Qinghou's blood and tears...

In the end, the hidden sword frankly conceded defeat.Occasionally there are upright heroes in the Valley of the Wicked, but not all of them are scumbags like Yan Lu and Su He.

The final final was between Mu Li and Chun Yang named Yu Chu.

Mu Li felt that since he had made it to the final round, it would be fine to get No. 2 if he wanted to, as long as his grades didn't look too bad.I saw that Yu Chu, who was standing opposite, had no fighting intentions, obviously thinking the same as him, both of them were thinking about how to paddle perfectly.

The gong of the game had already sounded, but both of them stood there without making a move.

Embarrassed for a while, Mu Li felt that out of courtesy, he should do the salute first.So he clasped his fists and bowed to the other party: "Mu Li, the thirteenth disciple of Wanhua Xinglin, met Senior Brother Chunyangyu."

Wanhua and Chunyang have always been on good terms, and calling him a senior brother does not go beyond that.

That's right, it's Senior Brother Yu, not Senior Brother Yu.

Mu Li's system can clearly see that "Yu Chu" has level 97 hanging on his head, and it is Chunyang Qingxu's great disciple, Yu Zhuocheng!