Supreme Uprising

The red copper symbol represents the Lord of a Sect!

Now the red copper symbol is in front, but no one rushed forward immediately. None of the twelve people, including Luo Yunyang, rushed out immediately.

They wait for the opportunity to kick the opponent out directly.

Too vain to choose the way of the master this time, it seems simple and crude, even to say that there is no strategy, but there is an infinite number of tactics.

A monarch, first of all, must possess super strength and the support of others, and if you can't do both, becoming a monarch is not an easy thing.

Now, that thrown red copper metaphor actually contains the test of these two points.

Of the twelve, several are recognized as the strongest, more men with implicit wings and an invincible advantage in speed at first glance.

“I think some weak people should take the lead!” The Horn of Heaven is dressed in a red gown, giving the whole person a feeling of light everywhere.

His words quickly led to the agreement of several top strong men, each nodding almost simultaneously: “Reasonable. ”

And a few contenders who feel they are not strong enough quickly transfer their figure to the strong ones they turn to.

At one time, the twelve formed four or five teams.

The reason why it's four or five is because of the gap between Luo Yunyang alone and the other four teams.

The loneliness of Luo Yunyang makes people feel like the end of the mountain.

Because of this open competition, this deserted little world has long been mirrored by the Great Divine Spirit.

As long as the disciples are too vain, they can watch this clandestine struggle through a specific legal gate.

Where the Gate Sect is too vain, Zheng Rulai and other disciples are outside a large hall, watching the scene of competition reflected in the heavenly dome.

Looking at the lonely Luo Yunyang, there was a disciple full of admiration for Luo Yunyang. “This... this is too bullying! ”

However, no one responded to this disciple's remarks. Even though they find it bullying in their hearts, there is nothing they can do about it in these circumstances.

Zheng Rulai shook his head and laughed bitterly. Although he felt the gap between himself and Luo Yunyang, he really didn't like Luo Yunyang's participation in this competition for the Palace.

After all, this contest is the strongest of the 12-bit Saint disciples. That name, to Zheng Ru, is like a star in the sky, and it scares him.

No mistake, just scared!

It can be said that he listened to the names of these people who grew up and once made them his own targets.

But with the increase in cultivation, Zheng Ruyi felt how childish his dreams were. The gap between him and these people was really too great.

Whether it's cultivation or something else, it's a difference between heaven and earth.

“Roll!”

A man with a handsome face and a white sword, looked at Luo Yunyang and shouted in silence. His voice was filled with disdain.

This rolling word, undisguised and unreserved, drank directly and brutally towards Luo Yunyang.

Now, almost the entire disciple of the Too Virtuous Gate is watching this contest. In this contest, failure is not embarrassing, but just at the beginning, it is directly reprimanded to go away, this is a facial beating.

And still beat the shit out of my face!

Jinluo Yuansheng and Xuanhe Yuansheng floated high in the void. The words of this white sword man naturally fell into the eyes of both men.

Jinluo Yuansheng had a certain impression of Luo Yunyang. The moment he heard this drink, he had to frown slightly.

They are all disciples of the same door, so reprimanding their fellow doors is truly a misdemeanor. Seeing him frown, Xuanhe Yuan sang faintly said: “This disciple is a bit reckless. ”

“But it's true! ”

Jinluo Yuansheng looked at the position of the white sword man and knew that the man was an ally of the heavenly horn Yuanzheng. He stood up at this time to humiliate Luo Yunyang, and I'm afraid he also catered to his brother's heart.

Although he does not agree with the small action of Xuan He Yuan Sheng, Xuan He Yuan Sheng is, after all, the eldest brother, and he does not have to, because such a small thing offends Xuan He Yuan Sheng.

Besides, King Feishangyuan is dead, and he has no intention of pulling together the disciples of the family to fall.

“Yeah, I'm still young, I can't help but be reckless. ”

Since Luo Yunyang chose to compete for the position of master, Luo Yunyang never thought that others would let themselves, but he did not think that this competition had just begun, someone so cheerful to bring himself a dog bark.

When Luo Yunyang heard this drinking, he knew that at this time, he could not retreat at all, and immediately his lips clasped: “This is the place to compete for the position of master, why did you hear the dog bark for no reason? ”

The man in white sword wanted to use Luo Yunyang as a stepping stone, thus obtaining more attention from the heavenly corner Yuan. In his thought, there is a line of King Feishang Yuan, to give them the twelve yuan holy disciple three points.

Now that the line has become a street mouse, this time to participate in this clan of lords is nothing more than to preserve a face.

You don't have to worry about their behavior at all and give them the best head start.

But I didn't think that my words were actually hit back. If I can't use any powerful means at this time, then I'm afraid I'm going to become the laughingstock of my own strength.

“Junior, you want to die!” When the man in white spoke, he waved his hand towards Luo Yunyang. Although this white man's cultivation did not reach the Yuan Wang, it was also the culmination of the divine heavens too easy Yuan Ding.

As the legendary disciple of the Purple Cloud Yuan Sheng, not only does he possess more resources than the ordinary Divine Heaven too Easy Yuan, but he also has more power than those Divine Heaven too Easy Yuan.

Even some Yuan Wang, in kung fu, is not as good as him! I dare not say I can defeat Yuan Wang, but I dare to fight Yuan Wang.

For his hand, the man in white sword was full of confidence, but he could not have imagined that, at the moment when his hand was waving, a slap was already heavily on his face.

The slap was incredibly fast, and under the slap, the man in white sword had absolutely no room to fight back. As the clap swung, he flew straight out under the clap.

Although the clap was not weak, it did not mean to kill him, and the man in white sword, although he had been clapped for hundreds of miles, did not suffer much damage to his body.

But at the moment of landing, the man covered his swollen face, knowing that at this moment, he had become the laughingstock of the whole too vain door.

“So fast!” Among the contenders at the helm of the spectator was a heartfelt exclamation that he was dressed with nine golden darts under his ribs.

Horn of Heaven Yuan and the man in the armor flashed a little surprise in their eyes, they were very clear about the mending of the white sword men, so they didn't have much interest in the fight.

Because it seems to them that the battle has actually been won or lost. Men in white are merely replacing them and expelling an unknown fly.

But it didn't occur to me that the man in white not only didn't take advantage of his mouth, but was slapped out.

“Hahaha, there are still people in my main vein, that Thousand Swords Yuan, what a disgrace, this time he is going to be the laughingstock of the whole door!” The disciple of the main vein of the Too Fantastic Gate, someone shouted out loud.

In such a rules-based place as Tai Xuan Gate, if someone shouts, it is punishable, but at this time, neither Zheng Zheng, the highest ranking, nor the disciples of the commandment hall, speak up.

For them, the current situation makes them feel extra comfortable, extra addictive, cool!

This slap made them feel more and more distant in dignity and, at this moment, returned to themselves and others.

“Uncle Luo, make sure to compete for our master position!” Someone yelled, hissing and screaming.

When Zheng Ru came here, he also felt he wanted to yell. Although he yelled at this time, there was a loss of style for him, but in his heart, he still couldn't help but create such an impulse.

But also, some people were worried: “The thousand swords Yuan is a proud disciple of Ziyuan Yuan Sheng. I heard that he created the thousand swords and even defeated Yuan Wang. This time, he was so bullied by Yunyang master. Next, I'm afraid Yunyang master will have difficulty. ”

Just as he spoke, the sword of the thousand swords of the white sword had roared, “Sin, I am so kind to you, you attacked me secretly, today is your time of death, the thousand swords chopped! ”

With the words of a thousand swords chopped out, a sword shadow appeared in front of the white sword men, each containing a broken Heavenly Dao Law.

Thousands of crippled Heavenly Dao laws converge to form a Heavenly Dao Law that is not only complete, but also powerful.

This law is implicit in the rolling light of the sword, and in the transverse moment, there is an atmosphere that alters the colour of the heavens and the earth.

Thousand swords, swords, heaven and earth!

Neither Jinluo Yuansheng nor Xuanhe Yuansheng spoke, but when the thousand swords were cut out, both frowned because they felt that the thousand swords Yuansheng was a little too impetuous.

The master overdid the trick and was impatient.

And just as their minds were pouring, Luo Yunyang's figure had rushed towards the rolling sword light.

With his figure not in the sword light, a burst of applause like a torrential rain burst into the sky!