I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1222

"Come on, next one" Liu Jun saw that the tiger demon was cowardly, so he stopped grabbing the tiger demon and beating him, but shouted in the direction of Tianlongmen.

This wool can't be tightly held by one, so after beating the tiger demon that made Ma Xian, Liu Jun thought about picking a Tianlongmen to fight.

Everyone in Tianlongmen looked at Fushou, because according to the original plan, Fushou would go up first to test the opponent's strength.

Fushou's face darkened. His strength was similar to that of the tiger demon, at best a little stronger.

The Tiger Demon had no power to fight back in Liu Jun's hands, and was immediately killed instantly, so there was nothing he could do if he went up.

But if he doesn't go up, the only one who can replace him is his father, Monk Yuanjin, or his grandfather, Great Elder Futong.

The problem is, no matter whether his grandfather or the Yuanjin monk, they are all used as the killer's trump card. It's too early to play now.

"This time, we abstained," said Grand Elder Futong.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, at least he could save his grandson's life. When he looked at Liu Jun just now, he had already seen the killing intent in Liu Jun's eyes.

If Fushou played, he would most likely be killed by Liu Jun, which was something he didn't want to see.

According to the previous discussion, each family can send out up to three times. If the tiger demon from the horse fairy is defeated, and Fushou from the Tianlongmen abstains, then the next match will be the horse fairy to fight.

The female Sha stood up, and was about to end when the male Sha held her shoulders, "I'll do it"

"You, be careful," said the female evil spirit after a few seconds of hesitation.

Xiong Sha is stronger than her, so it's right to play Xiong Sha, but Liu Jun is not weak, so she is a little worried.

"Don't worry, if you can't beat me, just admit defeat." Xiongsha smiled.

"Don't worry, that Qiangzi will not kill without a big vendetta," Chi Snake said lightly.

When Xiongsha walked to the stage, the whole square erupted.

Ordinary audiences may not know who Xiongsha is, but practitioners all know that this is the hall master of Shengjing Chumaxian. This is the beginning of a good show.

"Qianzi, why do you Taoists want to participate in my Shengjing City matter?" Xiong Sha asked.

"Because you are disobedient, I will come here to make you more obedient," Liu Jun said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, Xiongsha instantly understood what it meant. When Shengjing City was first built, they provoked practitioners from all walks of life to sing against Nine Branches and Maoshan.

And they suppressed the people from Jiuchu and Maoshan. The result is obvious. Most of the people in Jiuchu and Maoshan here were kicked out of Shengjing City by them.

And Liu Jun was sent by them to teach them a lesson.

"You came by yourself?" Xiong Sha asked a little puzzled.

He believes that Liu Jun's strength is about the same as his, at least not as strong as the father and son of Tianlongmen, so there should be other people sent from Maoshan and Jiuchu.

Liu Jun smiled slightly, "If there is an extra person, the extra person will share the money. Besides, I have enough for myself."

"Arrogant" Xiongsha's face darkened.

"Just try it." Before Liu Jun finished speaking, he took a step, and instantly appeared on top of Xiong Sha's head, kicking him down.

This kick, like a pile driver, slammed down.

Feeling Liu Jun's thunderous blow, Xiongsha's expression froze, he clenched his fist with one hand, and aimed at the sole of Liu Jun's foot.

With a loud bang, Liu Jun soared into the sky and landed firmly on the ground.

Cracks appeared in the marble around Xiongsha in an instant, and the marble under his feet was even more torn apart.

"There are two brushes." Xiong Sha rubbed his numb right arm and said.

"It's more than these two." Liu Jun grinned, and leaned forward again, a red light suddenly appeared, densely packed dark red dragon scales appeared on his body.

Xiongsha's eyes widened, the scales actually had a breath.

Thousands of years ago, he and Nusha were just bronze swords in the hands of a sword repairman.

Later, the sword cultivator didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he wanted to slay the dragon. After all kinds of hardships, he finally found a dragon.

As soon as he was about to make a move, he was instantly killed by the dragon, and he and the female sword became the dragon's collection.

Later, the dragon disappeared, and the two of them, because they guarded the dragon for a long time, were affected by the dragon energy, opened their spiritual wisdom, and finally cultivated human form.

Therefore, when Liu Jun's body is covered with dragon scales, he can feel it immediately.

The sound of "buzzing buzzing" sounded, Xiongsha closed his eyes, and countless sword qi quickly shuttled around him.

"Heyi" Xiong opened his eyes violently and shouted loudly.

These sword qi gathered together in the blink of an eye and turned into a great sword that held up the sky.

The moment the big sword took shape, it smashed towards Liu Jun with the sound of piercing through the air.

Liu Jun stopped his forward steps, quickly formed a seal with his hands, and a huge gossip plate appeared, slowly rotating in the air, blocking the direction of the big sword falling.

"Boom"

The two tyrannical forces collided together. At this moment, a strong wind suddenly rose, and sand flew all over the sky.

"Okay, so strong, is this the strength of a top practitioner?"

"This is not practice, this is simply cultivating immortals, it's too perverted"

The cultivators around the square talked a lot, with envious looks in their eyes. If they had this strength, why wouldn't they be regarded as honored guests?
But the ordinary people around the square are completely silent. Is this the world of practitioners?It doesn't look like a fight at all, it's like a movie with three-dimensional effects!
Xiongsha frowned tightly, exerting all his strength to control the giant sword and press it down.

And Liu Jun raised his hands, with a ferocious face, as if he was using all his strength to push the gossip plate up.

Everyone looked nervous, especially the Baojiaxian camp and the Chumaxian camp.

The Baojiaxian camp saw Liu Jun's expression and felt that Liu Jun would not be able to hold on any longer, so they were a little worried.

And the horse fairies cheered for their hall master nervously, they wished they could sit on the big sword and press it down.

Just when the audience was silent and the atmosphere was extremely tense, a shrill phone rang.

"Sister, you boldly go forward, go forward..."

Everyone at the scene was a little surprised. Whose phone rings so loudly?Aren't you afraid of interfering with the duel?
At this time, everyone saw Liu Jun, who had a ferocious face just now, holding the gossip tray in his left hand, and took out the satellite phone with his right hand to answer it.

"Hello? What's the matter? I'm busy with a duel, I'll call you back later"

After Liu Jun finished speaking, he stuffed the phone back into his pocket, raised his hands up again, and held the gossip plate.

The relaxed expression on his face when he answered the phone just now disappeared, and a ferocious look appeared on his face again.

"Can I report the match-fixing?" A practitioner looked at another practitioner next to him blankly.

The practitioner who was asked had a black line on his face, "What a waste of emotion, I just wanted to tell him to hold on!"

"Damn meow, go down against the big sword"

After the audience found out that Liu Jun was performing, they all yelled for a fake match and let Xiongsha go down, and their voices became louder and louder.

Xiongsha gritted his teeth, his blood surged, he thought he had a tie with Liu Jun, but found out that he was just playing!
"puff"

Xiongsha finally couldn't hold it anymore, spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, he staggered, and fell to the ground.

The blood was partly due to his excessive force, and partly due to Liu Jun's anger.

"Oh, I won"

"Won"

The audience cheered, Chu Ma Xian was not very popular in Shengjing City, and was often known for his unreasonable protection of shortcomings, so many practitioners wished that Xiongsha would lose.

Ordinary viewers, on the other hand, stand on the standpoint of human beings. Liu Jun is also a human being after all, while Xiongsha is bronze-colored all over his body, just like Avatar has changed colors. what.

"Next, it's time for Tianlongmen." Liu Jun directly named Tianlongmen.

Fu Tong, the grand elder of Tianlongmen, had a cold light in his eyes, "Boy, don't be too crazy, the road is still long, don't walk to your death."

Liu Jun laughed loudly, "Are you still a young man if you are not crazy? Besides, when I was weak, I kept a low profile. When I am strong, can't I be more crazy? If you don't accept it, come down and practice."

"Extremely arrogant!" Great Elder Fu was so angry that he slapped the armrest of the chair to pieces.

"Fortunate benefactor, why don't you let the poor monk come?" Monk Yuanjin stood up.

Great Elder Futong nodded with a gloomy expression. Although someone did it for him, he was still very unhappy. To be exact, as long as his son said the word benefactor to him, he would feel bad!

Monk Yuanjin looked at Liu Jun with strong curiosity in his eyes. Liu Jun's various performances were not like the Taoist disciples he knew, so he planned to go down and have a try.

(End of this chapter)