Chapter 750: Chiyan Tianjun

"Chen Yu ... it's a victory!"

"The disciples of Poison King Zong actually lost a few tricks."

"The poison used by that woman is so strange, why is she so defeated?"

I was surprised and puzzled all around.

The green-haired woman who poisoned Wang Zong was really powerful in poisoning, and there was still a lot of poison in the jar.

But as long as you don't give the other party a chance to use poison, there is nothing terrible.

Actually, the green-haired woman used poison at the beginning, but Chen Yu was strong against toxins, and the other party had not yet shown other strange poisons, so she was defeated by Chen Yu Xunlei.

Chen Yu's victory made Nanyu face up and save some face.

The genius of Nan Yu at the God of Feasts also looked slightly better.

I only applied for Ji, with a gloomy face and a cold hum, silent.

"Sister Tao!"

The man in the green robe rushed out and rushed to the woman with the green hair.

"Boy, you are so cruel and burnt that broken arm."

The green robe man scolded angrily, and the scars on his face were like crickets, making him look like an evil spirit.

If you just cut your arm, you can connect it with the help of elixir.

But Yangming Sword refers to being urged to devour all the vitality and vitality in the broken arm, leaving only a black bone.

In this case, the green-haired woman's arm has no possibility of continuation.

I had to compete against each other. The death and injury were inevitable. The green-haired woman just had her limbs broken. If she could not avoid it just now, her life might be gone.

The man in the green robe "Venomous Venerable" knew that Chen Yu did not mean it, and at this moment opened his eyes and talked nonsense.

"I said earlier that if she had just left, she could avoid a disaster."

宇 Chen Yuben didn't do it on purpose and didn't have any fear.

This is Nanyu, how can the poison kingzong treat him?

"you……"

The green-haired woman stared fiercely at Chen Yu, anxious to eat Chen Yusheng raw and lively.

However, it was a challenge she initiated, and now she is defeated. If it is embarrassing, the powerful men in the southern region may use this as an excuse to drive away the poison king.

"Sister Tao, I will avenge you."

Green Robe Man Thousands of Venerable Venoms, his lonely gaze came straight.

"Honor of all poisons, the Western Region's" Tianjiao Ranking "ranked fourth. I heard that in the last battle, he directly killed his powerful enemy!"

Hou Chen showed a dignified color.

The green-haired woman just now doesn't know much, but the man in green robes is the strongest man in the Western Region "Tianjiao List".

In the final battle of the last ranking of Xiyu Tianjiao, he was directly killed by a rival that was not nearly equal to the strength of His Holiness Wandu.

"Is the Western King Poison King, ready to fight on wheels?"

Xi Tu Tuxiang asked.

"My Venerable Lord, naturally I will not do such things, give you an hour of rest!"

"After an hour, I am ready to accept my challenge. I hope that you will not be a tortoise."

Lord Wanwandu glanced at Tu Yanxiang, stood upright, and said coldly.

"This guy……"

Chen Yu's face sank slightly.

Historian Wan Wandu is not interested in the ranking battles of Nanyu Tianjiao, and he is not really concerned about his sisters and sisters.

His purpose is only first-class seats.

Among the top ten, only Chen Yu's repair is the peak of the early air and sea.

His Majesty Wan Wandu found himself a sound reason to challenge Chen Yu, and no one would say he was stubborn or weak.

Chen Yu returned to the white jade chair, a soft and warm touch came.

The white light mist from the chair slowly covered Chen Yu.

With the poison in the battle of Chen Fangcai, under the self-healing ability of Chen Yu's own body and the wonderful effect of the white jade chair, the toxin was expelled quickly.

After a while, the poison in Chen Yu was completely resolved.

On the other side, Lord Wandu helped the green-haired woman to the elder Zongmen.

"Brother, how could I lose to that kid?"

The woman with green hair gritted her teeth and was very unwilling.

Her refining ability is one of the best in Zongmen, which is not weaker than the Venerable Lord.

"The real battle cannot be solved by poison. Your refining ability is not weaker than me, but what about combat skills and experience?"

The Venerable Lord Wandu explained a sentence without saltiness.

Behind him, the skinny old man nodded slightly.

His Majesty Wandu said exactly.

At this point, the Venerable Lord Wandu has done very well, otherwise he will not become the most outstanding disciple of the poison king.

The woman with green hair was completely addicted to the world of refining poison.

After all, poison is a foreign object. It is powerful in order to make better use of its power.

"You'll see my brother later, how to poison that kid."

A cruel smile evoked in the corner of His Majesty's mouth.

Compete against each other, death and injury are inevitable.

Moreover, he can let Chen Yu die again after a period of time after the battle. Presumably, the cases in the Southern Region will not say anything.

"Brother, he seems to be practicing."

The green-haired woman looked at Chen Yu at the God of Feast.

宇 Chen Yu is tempering the mysterious demon body as before.

At this moment, he was even more certain that this white jade chair had a magical effect of nourishing and washing the body and soul.

With physical training, the effect is even more.

"Hey, this person is a physique and is training his physique. But this is only interesting, so that the deity can give him some more poison."

His Majesty Wandu smiled more intensely and was more cruel and cruel.

Around the square, another genius from the Kowloon Temple appeared, challenging Luo Qiumei.

The scramble for eating God's feast is extremely fierce.

"The God of Feast, my Guangzu also came to make a lively."

Amongst the crowd, a woman suddenly flew out. She was wearing a goose-yellow clothes and holding a jade flute. Her posture was elegant, like a classic beauty in poetry and painting.

"The Guang people of the six major ancient clans."

"Heard this tribe, good at speaking."

Hou Chen looked at the classical beauty with interest.

"Would you like this little girl to play a song?"

Huang Huangshang's woman has a light temperament and a smile on her face.

The people of the Qiang and Guang peoples are challenged by the Hou Chen, who is also a clan of the Middle Ages.

"Guang nationality, one of the six medieval clan!"

"How many forces did you attract?"

Although the power of the Southern Regions, they tried their best to conceal the news.

But there is no airtight wall in the world, let alone a feast of the of food!

Like the Jiulong Temple, the people of the Daiguang nationality have long been here, but they are hidden in the crowd.

"The Manchu Sect and Mandumen are just the beginning, and the Kowloon Temple and the Guang people are not the end ..."

Not only that.

Huh!

To the west, a huge stone plate rushed forward.

Above the stone plate, the pattern is diffused, and a layer of silver light letters is quickly surrounded by the stone plate.

"Western Region, Astronomy Sect, meet Lord Guru."

On the stone plate, an old man with pale hair looked excitedly at the of food at the of food feast.

Around the square, there were three matchups.

The most exciting and fierce among them is the battle between Guangshang Huangshang women and Hou Chen.

The woman who sang the yellow flute gently whistleed the jade flute, a wave of crisp and moving melody, turned into a pale yellow ripples of water, surging around, and wrapped in Hurchen in a hurry.

Hou Chen unfolds the power of space artistic conception, flowing gracefully, shuttles back and forth.

Huh!

手指 His fingers danced, a series of unreal and dazzling silver finger lights, shuttled back and forth, the offensive was fierce, and it was invincible.

But Huang Sang's woman controlled the true element with a rhythm, a wonderful music sounded, and the light and water in front of her seemed to change into a changing landscape, blocking Hou Chen's fingering.

"Interesting!"

Qiu Houchen's eyes are slightly bright, and the speed of body and has increased to a level.

"I didn't expect the sound channel to be so strong, attack and defense are inseparable."

"Looks like Hou Chen is going to lose!"

However, after a while, the woman in Huang Chang suddenly stopped playing and sighed: "Hou Gongzi is indeed the Hou tribe's arrogance, and the little girl is willing to worship the wind."

The result was unexpected, but Hou Chen won!

"Hou's" Xuanxu Fingering "contains spatial mysteries, can penetrate defense and cut off the meridians in the invisible."

Lin Situ Linyu smiled lightly.

Looking at the appearance of the woman, Huang Huang had no injuries, but dozens of meridians had been severed.

She slowly exited the square.

"Why do I feel that above the God of Feast there is a very old, similar to the blood of the medieval clan ..."

The eyes of the woman Huang Huang glanced slightly over the crowd at the feast of the of refreshment.

Her use of blood veins has reached a very subtle level, and she is also proficient in a secret technique that senses the strength of blood veins.

The gaze of Huang Shuang's woman stayed on the first-class seats of the God of Feast, but in the end, she did not determine the source of this ancient and mysterious blood.

"Haha, a feast of the gods of food, Ben Jun has reserved a first-class seat."

Among the crowd, a burly, red-haired interracial man burst out laughing with a loud laugh.

异 This alien man did not report his background and no one was recognized around him.

"Isn't that the bragging guy before?"

A square-faced man stared straight at the red-haired alien man.

When the red-haired interracial man boasted before, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that it was the other party's special hobby.

But now, this red-haired heterosexual man really intends to challenge Tianjiao at the God of Feast, and threatens to have a good seat!

On the first-class seat, several people watched, but they did not recognize the red-haired alien man.

Chen Yu, who was tempering the mysterious demon body, suddenly felt this sound, and this bragging tone, was so familiar.

"It's you!"

There was a sound of anger in the sound of surprise, which came from the mouth of Shengchen Longchen.

"It's him, Chiyan Tianjun!"

"This guy, actually came over."

The other two disciples in the Kowloon Temple also recognized the red-haired alien man.

"Chiyan Tianjun?"

宇 Chen Yu could not help but smile, isn't this Chiyan King?

Although the other party likes to brag and show off, they also know how to score. They do not call themselves kings, but change their names.

"Yes, it's me Chiyan Tianjun!"

Wang Chiyan grinned wildly.

Originally, everyone thought that the alien that suddenly appeared was a silly big man.

However, several geniuses at the Kowloon Temple, including Shengchen Longchen, all seem to know this "Red Emperor Tianjun" and seem to have suffered in the hands of the other ~ EbookFREE.me ~ You dare to appear in front of us, Return 'Abyss Shen Tie' to us. "

A woman at the Temple in Kowloon was so angry.

"You have the ability, you take it yourself."

King Chiyan looked disdainful and immediately said, "Even your holy son, I am ruthless. How many of you dare to shout in front of Ben?"

As soon as this remark came, all sides were surprised.

"Who is this person? It seems to be more powerful than the genius of the Kowloon Temple. Even the Son of the Dragon is not his opponent."

"Shengzi Longchen just easily defeated the Thunder Son Duan Xiao just now. He had such a loss in the hands of the" Chiyan Tianjun "!"

Chen Yu shook his head on Bai Yu's chair.

King Chiyan is still an old virtue. The more people there are, the more he loves to show off and brag, and strives for attention.