The Strongest Sect of All Times

The Nebula faction of the Hundred Alliances came to discuss it with themselves. The fool can see that this must have had a dirty deal with the Qin Alliance master.

“Master Qin. ”

King Chang rubbed his fingers and laughed: “We made a war agreement between us. If you can't handle it, send other doorman to do things, be polite, very polite! ”

“Ding! Branch mission triggered!” The system prompts sound.

Nima!

Finally, the mission!

Gun Chang laughed and hurried to open the data panel. The branch task was —— defeat the Seven Elders of Nebula Song Materials 01 [Elite Task].

There's a second mission!

Content is that the disciple is rambling the Nebulist disciple 05.

If you don't come, you'll have to come!

Cool! Cool!

King Chang smiled and waved his sleeves. “Quickly, send the Elder Nebula in. ”

“Yes.”

Li Qingyang turned around and left. “Does the main gate look happy? ”

Lack of contribution value, someone sent to the door, or two tasks. Of course, the monarch is happy. I can't help but turn on the audio and dance seagrass.

……

Martial arts.

The Ironbone disciples stopped practicing and stood behind the main gate.

Gun Chang smiled and sat on the chair he had moved out of. With one foot on his back, a smile could not stop appearing on his face.

Opposite.

The Nebula sent the elders to stand proudly on their backs.

Standing behind the five disciples, from the breath, he must be a martial artist and of good character.

In King's smile, these people's heads are full of contribution value!

The system said: "Five disciples, from left to right, five, four, four, three and two martial arts. ”

“Tsk. ”

Gun Chang smiled secretly: “It's a seven-class sect. The disciples are awesome. ”

“Monarch Gate. ”

Song's faint arch said: “The noble disciples are the top four in the Gate Big Bag. I admire Nebula. Today I bring my disciples to lead the missionaries. ”

The Nebulists also participated in the Doorpie Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big, but the outdoor disciples were dispatched and repaired to low heights, and were eliminated in the last few rounds.

It's not that they don't want to send high-ranking disciples, it's that the doorman Bibi explicitly states that a disciple can only attend once and not be older than eighteen.

Gun Chang laughed: "Israelis, please welcome me. ”

“Pfft, pfft. ”

All disciples applauded to welcome.

Soon the corner of Song's mouth was smoked, “Song brought me five inner disciples from Nebula this time. I hope to conduct five one-on-one consultations with your disciples. What do you think of the monarch? ”

Does this guy think that I am only strong in Li Qingyang, deliberately taking multiple fights?

“'Yes,' said Jung-chun. ”

“Qingyang. ”

He waved: "Go and talk to the distant guests. ”

“Yes.”

Li Qingyang stepped out, but listened to the palm door whisper: “Give this house a beating, abusing his crying father to call his mother. ”

Branch task is to abuse Nebulist disciples, if it is easy to defeat, it will certainly not meet the requirements.

Li Qingyang nodded and walked to the center of the martial arts field.

Song Tim also sent a disciple, the lowest second-place martial artist among the five.

“Tamper racing?” Gun Chang smiled and said, “My huaxia ancestors play the rest of the tricks, and I have a face to show. ”

“Pfft.”

Hit a ring finger and the disciple brought tea.

“Li Qingyang. ”

“Jia Dongying. ”

“Pfft -” Jun often smiled and sprayed tea.

……

Both sides sign each other's names, and the fight begins.

“Brush!”

Jia Fu Ying rushed forward with a big step, his fingers concentrated the spiritual light, and behind him stabbed with a 'hunch'.

It's an intermediate martial arts technique.

Speed and presentation indicate that this person has been immersed in this technique for a long time, otherwise it will never reach this level.

Behind Li Qingyang's hands, his footsteps swayed in a regular fashion, hiding a finger shadow.

Defeating the Holy Springs Sect is not easy to describe against such a second-place martial artist. Even if he keeps poking, it is not necessarily possible to poke the corner until dark.

Jia Dongying knew that there was a huge gap between him and his opponents, but as a martial artist, would he persuade him to lose and continue with his fast-track finger stabbing?

“Pfft.”

Suddenly, Li Qingyang, who was hiding, buttoned him on his wrist with one hand, gently put one shoulder on top of him and put him directly out.

After retreating more than a dozen steps, Jia Dongying was caught by one hand on the collar and lifted vigorously.

“Pfft! ”

One hundred and sixty degrees took off, fell to the ground, then took off in the opposite direction one hundred and sixty degrees, and fell to the ground again.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Li Qingyang, standing on the martial arts field, one hand behind the back, one hand dragging Jia Dongying collar to the left to fall right.

After a moment of kung fu, he was thrown into dizziness and his mouth was oblique.

“Ding! The disciple is rambling the Nebulist disciple 15. ”

Li Qingyang is such a bully. He meets the requirements of ferocity and completes one task.

“Qingyang, all in all, just about.” King often laughed.

Li Qingyang dragged Jia Dongying, who spit foam in his mouth, to the edge of the martial arts field and threw him out.

“Second Brother won!” The disciples cheered.

The new introductory disciple saw a samurai so despicably abused that he suddenly threw in the five bodies worshipped by the second brother.

“Humph.” Song Woo snorted.

The disciple lost, as he expected.

This Li Qingyang has already fought, the Iron Pie will have no outstanding disciples, and the next four innings will be controlled by my Nebula Pie.

Indeed, the whole field is under control!

Because the second disciple who went up, Li Fei kicked him to run in the martial arts, and every tablet under his feet, he realized the fear of being dominated by his feet.

Finally, he ran exhausted, his nose was blue and his face was swollen and he spit on the floor.

“Ding! The disciple is rambling the Nebulist disciple 25.” After hearing the prompt, Gun Chang laughed at the stall and said, “Sorry, my disciples are getting a little heavy. ”

Song Woo's old face pulled down.

The Iron Bone disciple, obviously there are only two martial arts disciples, how can he abuse his three martial arts disciples so miserably?

If he knew, it was a man who had even kicked down the gate, he'd understand.

It's not a big problem. It's not a big problem.

There must not be many such disciples with superior combat capabilities, as long as the next three games are won.

To that end, Song raised his hand.

The disciples of the four martial arts reached the stage of martial arts.

Gun Chang laughed when he was going to let Tian Qi or Su Xiaomo fight, but before he spoke, he saw two people at the main entrance.

- Who is it?

Sin Xiao and the Night Star!

The two beards were scattered, their faces were dirty, their uniforms were torn apart, and they were obviously torn apart by the beast claws.

Gun Chang smiled and said: “When I went out, I was angry. How did I become a refugee when I came back? ”

“Master, we're back.” Xiao Sin grinned and revealed a row of neat, white teeth.

“Exactly. ”

King Chang smiled and waved: “Nebula sent to negotiate. This third opponent, it's up to you to fight? ”

“Ah?” Sin Xiao was foolish.

He and the night stars were quite close to the deep mountain forest, and he was chased by a bunch of fierce beasts. Finally, he risked his life to escape, and then returned to the Gate Pie to fight others without rest. This is so exciting!!