Excalibur

Chapter 1212 If you keep messing around, I will deprive you of your qualification to compete.

Although Zhulong was dead, blood continued to flow out of these fist holes, dyeing the surrounding space red.

"Who is it? Who killed Zhulong?" an ancient ancestor of the Shenglong clan asked in shock.

Zhulong was at the seventh level of the God Emperor, and he was not an ordinary seventh level God Emperor. His combat power was extraordinary, and he was actually killed like this by the disciples competing this time.

"Is it Song Andong?" An ancient ancestor couldn't help but wonder when he thought that Song Andong almost waited until the end to come out.

"It should be Song Andong! I didn't expect Song Andong's combat power to be so terrifying!" Another ancient ancestor exclaimed: "It seems that his talent is even higher than what we know."

Among the disciples participating in the Yuanshi Holy Land this time, Song Andong was the strongest, so everyone was suspicious of Song Andong.

Li Qian was confused. He always felt that it was not Song Andong.

He carefully observed the punch hole on Zhulong's body, which seemed to be the same as the punch hole on the chests of the two Luo Jihu brothers.

After Yang Xiaotian returned to the restaurant, he did not have a banquet with everyone in Long Mansion. Instead, he returned to his own yard and took out the space artifact of the two brothers Luo Jihu.

However, what disappointed Yang Xiaotian was that Luo Jihu and his two people only had some spiritual stones, magic medicine, and a few secret books in their space artifacts.

These things have no effect on Yang Xiaotian at all.

Just when Yang Xiaotian was checking the spatial artifacts of Yang Xiaotian, Luo Jihu and the two of them, the small courtyard where the Tianlong Holy Cult lived was filled with dullness.

"Master, don't worry, Yang Xiaotian will not be so lucky in the second round of the ring battle tomorrow. I will definitely slap him to death!" Song Andong said to Liu Ming.

Liu Ming nodded and glanced at Song Andong and the disciples of the Tianlong Holy Cult participating in tomorrow's battle: "Tomorrow, you must kill Yang Xiaotian."

"Those ten high-grade chaotic spiritual veins and a thousand mouths of second-grade heavenly holy water are extremely important to us."

Song Andong took a deep breath and looked at the courtyard where Long Mansion lived. With murderous intent in his eyes, he responded respectfully to all the disciples.

In another mansion, Chen Heng of the Qilin clan also had a grim expression, and said to Chen Jing, Chen Fayong and others: "For tomorrow's battle, find someone to make arrangements so that Yang Xiaotian can fight Song Andong in the first match."

Chen Jing and others looked embarrassed.

"Young clan leader, the Shenglong clan is a tough nut to crack. I'm afraid it will be difficult to arrange it." Chen Jing said thoughtfully.

After all, the battle of Yuanshisheng was presided over by the Shenglong clan, and Li Qian personally presided over it. It would be difficult for them to intervene.

If some ancient ancestors of the Shenglong clan were in charge, they might be able to bribe him with enough high-grade chaotic spiritual veins, but there was no possibility of bribery for Li Qian.

Nothing happened all night.

The next day, Yang Xiaotian and a group of masters from Long Mansion came to Shenglong Platform again.

In addition to Yang Xiaotian, there are many disciples from Long Mansion who passed the first round.

Wu Xiaoqian of the Goddess Palace looked at Yang Xiaotian without blinking. After going back yesterday, she could not forget the scene of Luo Jihu and Luo Feijun surrounding and killing Yang Xiaotian, and she could not forget the blasted chests of Luo Jihuo and Luo Feijun.

Is it really him?

However, after thinking about it for a day, she still didn't believe that Yang Xiaotian was responsible.

Yang Xiaotian felt Wu Xiaoqian's eyes and glanced in Wu Xiaoqian's direction.

This glance made Wu Xiaoqian feel like she had been struck by lightning.

For some reason, the look in Yang Xiaotian's eyes made her feel terrified.

No god has ever made her feel like this.

At this time, Li Qian led a group of masters from the Shenglong clan to fly over.

After arriving at the scene, Li Qian glanced at Song Andong, Wu Xiaoqian and Liao Zhishan's disciples.

Yesterday, he had been thinking about the terrifying punch holes on Zhulong's body.

I wonder which disciple of the competition was responsible for killing Zhulong, the seventh-level God Emperor. After glancing around, Li Qian regained his composure and said, "Today is the second round of the Holy Land Battle."

"The second round is the battle in the ring!"

Then he briefly talked about the rules of the ring battle.

In the ring battle, the opponent is determined by drawing lots.

After Li Qian finished explaining the rules of the arena battle, he said: "Now, all the disciples who have entered the second round will come forward to draw lots to decide the opponent for the first battle."

Just as Li Qian finished speaking, Yang Xiaotian suddenly said: "Clan Leader Li, I want to challenge all the participating disciples by myself. Is it possible?"

As soon as Yang Xiaotian said this, Li Qian was stunned: "What did you say?"

He didn't react for a moment.

But the scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Yang Xiaotian in shock.

Even Long Feiyi and the masters of the Dragon Clan looked at Yang Xiaotian in astonishment.

What did Yang Xiaotian just say?

Do you want to challenge all participating disciples by yourself?

"Xiaotian, you are fooling around!" Long Feiyi yelled.

A disciple of the Lian Shen Sect who entered the second round laughed: "Did you hear that, just now Yang Xiaotian said that he would challenge all of our participating disciples alone."

"I don't know whether to live or die!" Even Li Gensheng, the ancient ancestor of the Shenglong clan, said angrily.

When everyone thought that Yang Xiaotian was making such a reckless joke, Wu Xiaoqian from the Heavenly Maiden Palace was shaken all over and her breathing became different.

Could it be?

No, she doesn't believe it!

I don’t believe that this Yang Xiaotian can challenge all the participating disciples of their Yuanshi Holy Land by himself.

Yang Xiaotian ignored the roar of laughter from everyone, and his eyes fell on Li Qian, the leader of the Shenglong clan: "I alone challenge all the participating disciples in the second round of Yuanshi Holy Land. If I can win against all the participating disciples, I hope that leader Li can take the top ten. Give me all the rewards."

He is in urgent need of the 60-million-year-old magic medicine and the second-level heavenly holy water.

Everyone was stunned.

"This kid must be suffering from paranoia. He actually wants to defeat all the participating disciples by himself, and he also wants to get all the rewards for the top ten." A disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Sect next to Song Andong said.

Li Qian looked at Yang Xiaotian and said in a deep voice: "If you continue to talk nonsense and act nonsense here, I will deprive you of your qualification to compete!"

In his opinion, Yang Xiaotian did it on purpose.

Deliberately disrupting order here.

Yang Xiaotian, a divine king, actually wants to challenge all the participating disciples in the Holy Land of Yuanshi. This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!

You must know that there are 30,000 to 40,000 disciples participating in the second round, and almost all of them are above the tenth level of Divine Lord, and there are even more than thirty Divine Emperors.

A God Lord at the first level actually wants to challenge 30,000 to 40,000 strong men above the 10th level of the God Lord. Isn't this nonsense?

When Yang Xiaotian saw that Li Qian said that he was talking nonsense and continued to make nonsense, he deprived himself of the qualification to compete. He felt helpless, but he did not say any more.

Originally, he wanted to use this method to reduce some unnecessary waste of time, but obviously this method did not work.

"Everyone, come forward and continue drawing lots." Seeing Yang Xiaotian shut up, Li Qian said to the disciples.

Yang Xiaotian could only obediently step forward with a group of disciples to draw lots.

He drew number 2, and the other person who drew number 2 was Song Andong of the Heavenly Dragon Sect.

(End of this chapter)