Chapter 122: The matter is unfair (the thirteenth!)

When Luo Yang’s body just moved, it attracted everyone’s attention. For a time, everyone on the entire platform looked at Luo Yang’s figure.
"Damn! Where did this kid come out?"
"This stone platform should be owned by the disciples who participated in the Four Pulses. What is his qualification?!"
"He... he is Luoyang!!"
A voice of exclamation was uploaded on the platform. At this moment, all the inner disciples were looking at Luo Yang with their teeth, and their faces were unremarkable. The purple robes in the crowd are even more dramatic, and when the body is constantly shaking, the heart is constantly roaring.
"Damn! Damn! Damn!! This place belongs to me! He has a low-powered kid who has it!!"
The purple eyes of the young people are red, and the eyes are thick and unwilling. Seeing that Luo Yang is close to the stone platform, the more and more shackles in his heart, the body shape flashes, and they fly directly out, blocking the Luoyang’s In front.
"Hu Shixiong! Look! It’s Hu Shixiong’s shot!

Seeing the purple figure that suddenly appeared, many disciples on the platform were shocked. Even the many elders of Tianjianzong and some other people who came to observe the ceremony were all surprised. The only look of peace is always indifferent, without any change.
"Kid, go back! You are not qualified to own this stone platform!"
The cold voice came from the mouth of the purple robe youth. At this moment, his eyes were red, his face was madly staring, his eyes staring at Luo Yang, as if he had a hatred of him.
Feeling the hostility of this Hu brother to himself, Luo Yang's brows did not feel a slight wrinkle. Tian Jianzong has always been the rule of the top 100 to be qualified to step into the secret of the Tianjian, but now he is only given special care, specifically to leave a quota for himself, naturally it will cause the inner anger of the disciples.
For this reason, although Hu’s brother stopped himself, Luo Yang’s heart was not angry, just looking at each other quietly.
"It has always been the secret of the Tianjian. Only when you participate in the Four Pulses will you be eligible to enter the top 100. But he does not have the qualification to enter the secret. This is unfair. Please also give us the disciples to give us a disciple. !"
After the eyes were swept away from Luo Yang, the gentleman Hu said loudly to the top of the platform. Although he rushed out under his teeth, he was not a person without a mind. He knew in his heart that his actions would anger his head. At this moment, he put himself in the interests of defending many inner disciples. The location.
"Not bad! He is just a three-tiered repair of Lingtai. What is the qualification to own this stone platform? This is unfair, please also think twice!"
"This is unfair, please think twice!"
"Please think twice!"
"..."
An exhilarating voice came from the mouths of many inner disciples. Although they were worried about angering the Anzhen, they were not willing to give this qualification to the secret world. At this moment, they all showed a look of indignation.
Looking at the dissatisfied inner disciples below, many elders are frowning, and even Li Shan’s face is slightly changed. If this matter is not resolved in time, once it is overwhelmed, even if it is suppressed, Tian Jianzong will become the laughing stock of Tianwu Shenzhou. This situation is what any elder is not willing to see. At this moment, he hesitated to look at An Zhen.
"Luo Yang’s eligibility to enter the secret world is a special reward for his millions of demon points in his outside door trials. Although it is not compliant, it is a reward and punishment. If you are the same, you will naturally have a quota"
The sound of An Zhen came out from the top of the platform. His voice was light, but it instantly silenced the noisy platform. The faces of everyone were exposed.
"It turns out that it is no wonder that he will be given a special quota for him."
"Hey, a million demon points, even if Tianjianzong passed down for nearly 10,000 years, no one has ever reached such a terrible number. It seems that this stone platform award is also reasonable for him."
"Oh, it’s really more human than a dead person!"
"..."
The voice of discussion continued to rang among many disciples. The face of Hu Shixiong in the air became pale and bitter in the mouth. Only now that he has no retreat, after looking at the stone platform behind his eyes, his eyes showed a decisive look, and he screamed at An Zhen:
"This stone platform is a reward, but the rules of the Tianjian Zong have not been broken. Please ask the head of the house to let me compare with Luo Yang. If he wins, the disciple will have nothing to say!"
For a time, the platform was quiet again. Everyone’s eyes were on the side of Anzhen, and they wanted to see how he decided.
An Zhen’s gaze swept through Luo Yang and saw that he was still a look of indifference. His eyes were slightly moving, and his face had a meaningful smile.
"In this case, then the two of you will compete here, and the winner will have this stone platform and step into the secret of the sword."
The voice of An Zhen just fell, and the disciples inside the name showed their regrets. They knew that the head would decide this way. They absolutely jumped out and would not wait for the famous Hu brother to shoot. At this moment, when looking at Hu’s brother, he is already envious.
"Thanks to the head of the door, the disciple will not be able to live up to the cultivation of the head!"
The face of Mr. Hu’s brother was a glimpse. It seemed that he did not expect that the head would be so pleased, but when he returned to God, his face suddenly showed a ecstatic look, and he said excitedly to An Zhen’s fist.
In his view, defeating Luo Yang is just a matter of raising his hand. The head will let them compare and test, which is already representative of their own recognition! At this point, the smile on Hu’s face is getting stronger. When looking at the stone platform, it is already a smile of victory.
"The two of you started, when you shoot, don't smash the murder."
Under the eyes of many elders, An Zhen’s face was always smiling, and the mouth was not too slow to say. It’s just that his gaze has always been on Luo Yang’s body, and it seems to be in the general.
As the words of An Zhen fell, the eyes of everyone on the platform looked toward Luoyang. Even the one hundred disciples who had already sat on the stone platform had their eyes, and their eyes were curious.
"Kid, if you know each other, you will admit defeat soon. I can also let you lose some good looks. Otherwise, once you start to move, I can't guarantee that you will not be disabled."
Hu’s brother’s face showed an excited smile, and he said coldly to Luo Yang in his mouth. His cultivation has already reached the late stage of Lingtai. Compared with Luoyang, he has a small realm, and naturally he does not put the other person in his eyes.
Luo Yang’s look was as usual, and he did not speak from beginning to end. Even when Anzhen announced that he would be a matchup, there was no change in his face.
At the moment, after hearing the words of Hu’s brother, Luo Yang, who had been silent for a while, slowly looked up and looked at him from the body of Hu’s brother. He could not help but shook his head slightly.
"You still admit defeat, I don't want to hurt you." Although the heart did not anger at this Hu Shi brother, but the qualification of the sword sword Luo Yang will not give up, at this moment is to open the door.
"I don't know the tall and thick boy! I will let you know that this day's sword is not a cure for you!"
Hu Shixiong flashed cold light in his eyes, as if he had been insulted, and after a cold cry in his mouth, his right hand was shot on the Qiankun bag, and a purple feather fan appeared in his hand.
With the spiritual power running, the feather fan suddenly shines brightly. With a wave in his hand, a purple peacock is illusioned, emitting the pressure of the late Lingtai, and suddenly slamming against Luoyang. Rush!