Chapter 844: Kicked to the iron plate?

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Chapter 844 Kicked to the Iron Plate?
In an instant, the victory and defeat have been divided.
After a brief pause, the uproar around the platform was so loud that people who would have believed it were doubtful. After seeing this scene, there was no doubt in their hearts.
Many monks who had been defeated by Tang Huan were even more angry and couldn't help cursing.
"Look! Look! Sure enough!"
"It is so neat to win. With its strength, it is indeed easy to win."
"A treacherous villain! This is a treacherous villain!"
"Seeing that he doesn't have a weapon, it is definitely a superb low-ranking heavenly soldier. He just broke that guy's sword so easily."
"..."
Above the ring, the Jinyi man was afraid to move.
In this Yijianshanzhuang, although no one dared to kill, but was pointed by the long gun in Tang Huan's hands so closely, the man in Jinyi still had no reason to be terrified. His body was extremely stiff, almost an effort in the blink of an eye. The robe was soaked with sweat.
"you lose!"
Tang Huan closed his gun and smiled, and the long gun dimmed.
The horror of zeal and sharpness disappeared instantly with the dimness of the spear. The man in Jinyi involuntarily exhaled, feeling a sense of the rest of his life after the calamity.
But after glancing at the hand interrupting the sword, he could not help yelling and scolding: "Tang Huan, you shameless villain, in this way, you actually tricked others into fighting with you and earning points!"
This time, his loss was catastrophic, and his failure was very serious. The weapon was also destroyed. But it cost a lot of low-level sky soldiers bought by "Lingyuan Tianjing".
"I am a shameless villain, and you are not a good thing!"
Tang Huan didn't feel dumb, and a ridiculous smile was evoked immediately at the corners of his lips. "If you didn't want to get cheap and earn points from me, how could you be tricked by this shameless villain?"
"you……"
Jinyi men end up being angry.
Tang Huan no longer ignored him, but turned to look down the ring: "Who else wants to fight me?"
After the words fell, not only was there no one in the audience to fight, but many monks evaded far away. Of course, there were many who stayed in place.
Seeing this scene, Tang Huan could not help but hesitated.
After a little exploration, he found that those who had retreated were all sixfold spiritual masters, and those who stayed were either repaired to the seventh true spirit, or under the sixfold true spirits.
"Hurry on, hurry on, no one is deceived now, let's not be caught by him."
"Everyone knows him now. It is impossible for him to try to trick everyone into playing like he used to. He wants to continue to earn points and can only challenge others."
"This guy is invincible in Zhenling Liu, I don't want to receive his stop card."
"..."
Various sounds came from far away.
Tang Huan suddenly realized that the monks who stayed were either confident in their strength and not afraid of challenging him, or they were lower than him in the realm and could not challenge them at all. According to the rules of Yijian Shanzhuang, the six true monks who left, if Tang Huan's stop card is thrown, they can only take it. However, they have no confidence in defeating Tang Huan and can only choose to avoid it. open.
After understanding what was going on, Tang Huan couldn't help crying. Those guys with six true spirits were really worried.
For more than two days, he did not try to seduce others into power, but those who wanted to pick up cheap ones would not have much sympathy even if they failed. But if he catches a true sixth-level monk and throws the stop card over, forcing others to fight with himself, then he will really cause public anger, and using this method is likely to involve tigers.
However, his ideas are not known to others, and even if he does, he may not believe it.
When he walked down the ring with his identity jade card and a small bag of "Lingyuan Tianjing", no matter where he went, those six monks of the true spirit wanted to avoid the plague.
"It increased by sixty, and the accumulated score is now seven hundred and twenty!"
"Well, that guy has won six games in a row!"
"Six is ​​true, it seems that no one is really capable of enemies. Next, it is estimated that there are no true six masters who dare to fight with him. If he wants to get points again, he can only go to those true Seven masters have challenged. "
"..."
In the middle of the villa, under the jade jade, the change of Tang Huan's ranking and score was soon noticed by the monks gathered there, and a sound of exclamation sounded immediately.
For the sudden increase of sixty, everyone is not surprised. In this Yijianshanzhuang, there are hundreds of dais and hundreds of referees. In this continuous winning battle, some referees win one game and one game. Some referees added together at the end.
"How's the situation?" Qi Jianzhuang, in the Northwest Pavilion, Qilian sitting cross-legged opened her eyes and looked at the man in black who came quickly.
"From now on, there won't be any six-level monks fighting with him. He wants to continue to increase his points and can only challenge the seven-level masters of the real spirit." The young man smiled slightly, and then hesitated, "He has now accumulated over five hundred points and can become a formal disciple, if ..."
"You see what he has done in the past few days. Can you be content to become only an Iron Sword disciple after joining the" Pure Yang Jianzong "?" Qi Lian couldn't help laughing, but instead of a slight smile in her eyes, she glanced at him. And then, "Tell those guys, prepare them, and force him to challenge."
"Yes!"
The young man nodded, and was about to turn away, and another figure came galloping, "Sister, that guy has started to challenge the Seventh True Monk!"
"Oh? That saves us a lot!"
"..."
Inside the villa, three and one-five-hundred Taiwan, two figures walked up one after the other.
The man in front had a handsome face, wearing black clothes, a slender body, and holding a flaming lance. It was Tang Huan. At the back is also a young man with a clear eyebrow and looks like a 17-year-old boy. He is holding a weird green sword in his hand.
"Haha, who this guy is not good at challenging, actually looking for Ning Tianyi!"
"Ning Tianyi is a top 100 player on the 'Yijian standings' list, and the accumulated points now are enough to become the 'Bronze Sword Disciple' of Chunyang Jianzong."
"Ning Tianyi seems to be stepping into the Seventh Level of the True Spirit last year, but his strength has increased very quickly. The day before yesterday seemed to be a draw with a master of the Seventh Peak of the True Spirit."
"It looks like seventeen or eighteen years old, but Ke Ningtianyi is actually twenty-seven years old. This guy thinks that he is going to challenge at a young age, and wants to squeeze the soft persimmon, but he doesn't know that he has kicked an iron plate In this battle, this guy must be suffering a lot. "
"He deserves it!"
"..."
Around the ring, the sound of glee was endless.