Supreme Medicinal God

Ye Feng looked at the disciples of Taiyimen who were cheering hard and couldn't help but laugh: "These people are really stupid, they are so excited, they can't get the Celestial Pill, and the Celestial Pill was mine that day."

Mr. Mo Da on the podium was full of contempt, shook his head gently, and smiled secretly in his heart, Taiyimen would sensationalize, and wanted to surpass our Fang Cunshan, giving him 100 years of uselessness.

Zen Master Chi Kong smiled and congratulated Yue Zhuoqun: "Amitabha, Master Yue Zong generously acted generously, doing good deeds, and having unlimited merit."

Yue Zhuoqun felt particularly face-saving and deliberately modestly said, "Don’t say that, I also love those disciples. They are not afraid of wind and rain or hard work for many years. It’s not easy for us as masters, of course. Be generous and provide them with resources to help them."

The head of Chongxu said with a smile, "Master Sect Yue is really generous. With so many rich prizes, it is much richer than the previous prize."

Yue Zhuoqun also gave a special glance to Mr. Mo Da. His expression seemed to say that our Taiyimen is not as stingy as your Fangcunshan. What is the first big faction of ancient Wu, the small belly chicken intestine, is not as good as our Taiyimen.

On the surface, Chongxu Dao praised Yue Zhuoqun, in fact, he was pulling hatred, because the last session was Fang Cunshan presided over the ancient Wu Dabi, saying that the previous prize was not as good as this one, which is equivalent to saying that Fang Cunshan is stingy, not as good as too Yimen, let Mr. Mo Da know that he will be angry.

But Mr. Mo Da didn't seem to hear their comments, and was talking to his granddaughter Mo Lingshan.

Elder Lu continued to say: "We have talked about the prizes, and knowing the game schedule, today's Xuan-class ancient martial arts competition officially began. The Xuan-class ancient martial arts competition is divided into two stages. The first stage is the knockout competition. In the duel with the fierce beast, the winner can enter the second stage of the duel. The second stage of the duel, two in a group, the winner enters the next round, and the loser is eliminated until the final one, two, and three are selected."

After the rules were over, Elder Lu violently waved a golden signal flag in his hand. Ten disciples with naked upper bodies and muscular muscles vigorously waved drumsticks and struck ten copper drums.

The peak of Huashan suddenly sounded a rumbling drum of war, as if thousands of horses and horses were galloping in the mountains, and it seemed that thunderstorms were blowing in the sky.

On the top of Huashan Mountain, three big platforms have been prepared for a long time. Because of the large number of participants, the competition is carried out on these three platforms at the same time, which can speed up the progress of the game.

There will be a second-level beast on the three platforms, and the Xuan-level ancient warriors will take turns to fight against the beasts. If they can stay with the beasts on the ring for five minutes, it will pass.

A Taiyi disciple picked up a cage covered with black cloth, gently placed the cage on the No. 1 ring platform, and slowly opened the cage.

After pulling away the cage, the Taiyimen disciple quickly jumped off the stage, leaving the Xuan-class ancient martial arts contestants on stage.

The ancient warrior was a tall and strong young man in purple clothes. His expression was calm and his clothes cuffs were embroidered with golden thunder patterns. That was a disciple of Fang Cunshan.

Because ancient martial arts can't help but can't resist weapons, fighting with others with handy weapons must definitely take advantage. Except for those who specialize in horizontal training, and those who are good at boxing, generally participating ancient martial artists will bring a weapon.

The young man in Ziyi holds a round hammer with an iron handle. The round hammer looks like a gourd. The texture is full, and the iron handle is extremely smooth. It seems that in the young man in Ziyi some years.

A chirp came from the black cloth cage, because I didn't know what fierce beast was inside, Ziyi youth looked a little nervous, and the onlookers under the ring also stretched their heads and watched nervously.

Soon, from the black cloth cage, a small monkey with a yellow body was drilled out of the cage. The little monkey burrowed out of the cage and blinked red eyes, looking at Ziyi Youth smartly.

Where is this second-order beast, not just an ordinary monkey, is it wrong?

Seeing the yellow-haired monkey staring at himself, the young man in purple clothes raised his eyebrows, and his expression was full of disdain. He played a trick with the hammer in his hand and demonstrated to the monkey. Don’t toss about it. Stay with me for five minutes. Just spare you, or I will crush you with a hammer.

Anyway, the rules of the game are that you stay with the monkey for five minutes, and there is no need to kill the monkey. The young man in purple clothes plays his hammer with boredom.

More than fifty kilograms of gourd hammer, light in the hands of Ziyi youth, turned around and turned over, playing handy.

Ye Feng looked at the monkey on the No. 1 ring, and at the beginning thought it was a mistake, but he found that the monkey's small claws were bright red as blood, and suddenly thought of something, his thoughts entered the order of controlling the beast.

Since inheriting the blood of the ancient god clan, Ye Feng’s mind has also changed. After the idea entered the Beast Commander, not only can he detect the ice silkworm in the Beast Commander, but Xiaobai sleeps quietly in the Beast Commander’s Order, and can also sense To the volume of ten thousand beasts in the Beast Command.

The name of the little yellow-haired monkey was found in the main book of the picture of the ten thousand beasts. The blood-clawed monkey, this monkey, the whole yellow hair, the heart of the claw is like blood, the sharp claw is like a knife, the walking is like the wind, and the second-level beast The danger level is high, the territory consciousness is extremely strong, and it is easy to attack humans.

Just when the young man in purple and the blood-clawed monkey looked at each other, the blood-clawed monkey's expression changed, squeaking fine teeth like a sharp knife, and issued a hissing warning sound at him.

The young man in Ziyi disagreed, and three minutes had passed. As long as two minutes later, he would not have to stay with this fart monkey again, and he could enter the next round of real duel.

Ye Feng shook his head. The young man in purple clothes was too careless. When the blood-clawed monkey exposed his fangs and hissed, it was when it was about to attack people. At that moment, he was a bit sorry for this disciple of Fang Cunshan.

Whoosh, the yellow light flashed in front of him, and the young man in purple clothes was so frightened that he raised his arm for a while, and a great pain struck him, making him groan with pain.

The blood-clawed monkey has returned to its original place, but the red blood of the red claws is dripping down its claws, and its red blood claws seem to be popular with human blood.

No one dared to look down on this blood-clawed monkey anymore. The disciples who were waiting for the stage took a breath, because no one saw how the blood-clawed monkey attacked.

Ziyi Youth's strong forearm had a long bloody mouth. The blood suddenly oozed out of the bloody mouth, and he couldn't stop it.

The young man of Ziyi is superior in arm strength, and a gourd hammer dances even more fascinating. The cultivation base is already a mysterious peak, but the blood-clawed monkey moves like lightning, only one claw, and the sharp pointed claw digs out a piece of meat on his arm. .

And a strange sense of numbness stretched from the wound to the top of his arm, and he couldn't lift the gourd hammer at all.

A whistle sounded, and the Bloodclaw Monkey looked alertly and quickly jumped back into the black cage.

(End of this chapter)