The last cultivator

Chapter 414 Incomparable Arrogance
If one day, you saw a chicken flying in the sky, what kind of expression would it have?
If that chicken was bigger than a peacock, with fiery red feathers all over its body, its chirping sound like a phoenix, its colorful tail, and it flew in the sky...

Bai Lengye was completely stunned, he watched the strange bird fall from the sky, its huge body looked extremely heavy, and it made a long cry when it fell behind.

"Damn, isn't this a turkey? Why has it become so popular?" Little Smelly said in surprise.

"Fire, turkey?"

Bai Lengye's eyes widened suddenly, and then he saw that fire bird walking over, holding its head high, flapping its wings a few times, as if showing off its feathers.

"Fuck, why are you pulling the turkey? Let me see if the chicken feathers on your body are dyed."

Little Smelly walked over and pulled and pulled, the turkey jumped around in anger, and even bit the opponent with his mouth.

"Hey, give it to me quickly, you damn turkey, bit me and stewed you!"

Xiao Shou and the turkey wrestled together, Bai Lengye was very speechless, what a pair of treasures.

"Okay, stop making trouble, let's go back first, this place is evil."

Bai Lengye glanced behind him, then jumped onto Turkey's back, the other party spread its wings and took him into the sky.

"Hey! Boss, wait a minute." Little Smelly ran a dozen steps, and rushed over with a bounce, following closely behind Bai Lengye.Sitting on the back of the turkey, Bai Lengye looked at him, the turkey has changed a lot from its previous appearance, it looks like a mythical beast in the legend, the songbird.

The Chongming bird is a divine bird in ancient Han myths and legends. It looks like a chicken and sings like a phoenix.

It is very powerful and can fight wild beasts.It can eliminate disasters such as beasts and monsters.In the folk New Year customs of the Han nationality, pasting pictures of chickens on the doors and windows is actually the legacy of Chongming Bird.

It is estimated that many people thought that the stickers on it were just ordinary chickens...

After returning, the turkey became the same petite as before, but not all the feathers on its body were fiery red, and the tail became colorful.

Bai Lengye called the old man to inquire about the little six paths of reincarnation, but he couldn't get through the phone for a long time, and he couldn't get in touch again.

At this time, someone from the inner sect approached him, saying that he was going to hold a competition outside and asked him to be the referee.

Bai Lengye had nothing to do, so he nodded in agreement.

Two or three days later, Bai Lengye rushed over. The competition location was in a relatively hidden mountain forest. There was an open space specially opened here. Besides practitioners, there were also some rich people. Of course, officials were also indispensable.

There are many people who know Bai Lengye, and wherever they go, someone will greet him. No matter what their status is, they are cautious in front of Bai Lengye, for fear that they will offend the other party by saying the wrong thing.

Who is Bai Lengye now? He is the recognized leader of the inner sect and the benefactor who saved their lives.

Although the inner sect is not as good as before, but the overall strength is still there, even some elders who still have prestige, facing Bai Lengye, they can only meet as peers.

But some people don't know. When they saw that the people in the inner sect were respectful to a young man, they were all shocked.

Many people were guessing in their hearts what Bai Lengye's identity was, which made the inner sect people cautious.

Bai Lengye sat on the referee's seat in the middle, where he has the greatest power, and his words are the final decision to win or lose those people.

Bai Lengye couldn't help but smile when he looked at the [-]- or [-]-year-old young people below who were eager to try, how similar these people were to him back then.

After the competition started, Bai Lengye watched those people compete with interest. Most of these disciples were just starting out, and they were basically around the level of warriors.

For a person of this strength, it is basically difficult to bring up his interest.

But at this moment, an accident happened. A man defeated the opponent easily. That's not counting. The people who came to the stage successively behind him, no matter who they were, were all defeated by the opponent.

Bai Lengye narrowed his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth lightly raised. Although the other party concealed it very well, he still found out.

"Japanese pirates." Bai Lengye said softly.

"I come."

Unconvinced, a man rushed forward again, but the fat man sent him flying with a single slap.

"Trash, it's all trash, you damn Chinese people!" The fat man laughed loudly.

The people around were a little angry, but as elders, it was not easy for them to intervene.

Some disciples around were staring at the fat man angrily with red eyes, but they knew that their strength was low, and even if they went up, they were just asking for trouble.

"Isn't anyone catching up, you trash, shame on the yellow race."

The fat man turned his nostrils to the sky, and looked at everyone present defiantly.

"Today I don't want this old face anymore, and I have to teach this ignorant brat a lesson!"

An old man was angry and wanted to rush forward, but he was stopped by the people around him. As an elder, even if he defeated him, it would be wrong...

"Once upon a time, someone looked at us yellow-skinned people with strange eyes, and the blood flowing inside that body was bright red..."

"Later, I beat that man to kneel on the graves of the ancestors, and let him commit seppuku there."

As the words fell, an elderly man stood up, and some surprised eyes suddenly cast him.

"Half of the blood in your body is from our China, but now you are insulting us Chinese on behalf of Japanese pirates. What do you mean?" The fat man said disdainfully; "Who has the disgusting blood of your Chinese? People of the Empire!"

"Damn it! The kid who forgot his ancestors, I really want to kill him." A man's seven orifices were smoking.

The old man continued: "How long has your Great Sun Empire existed, but our Chinese descendants have shed blood for 5000 years, and have experienced the washing of history. We are all descendants of Yan and Huang."

The fat man said coldly: "Don't talk about history with me. In the last century, you were all a bunch of bereaved dogs. My grandfather, who was a major at the time, killed countless Chinese people!"

There was a hint of anger in the old man's eyes, but he suppressed his anger and continued to calmly say: "If you come to compete sincerely today, we will welcome you, but if you come here deliberately to find trouble, you, a descendant of a sinner, will have to Pay the price you deserve!"

"Haha! You damn pigs, I'm standing here with your grandfather, let's see who can kill me today!"

After finishing speaking, a long knife appeared in the fat man's hand, and he stabbed fiercely into the ground with a murderous aura.

"Yaodao Village Zheng!" An exclamation sounded.

The old man narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and asked: "You are only two or more years old, so let's let people in their twenties compete with you."

After finishing speaking, the old man sat down, and behind him a man with a sword on his back jumped onto the high platform, staring at the fat man with sharp eyes.

"Be careful, that is the demon sword Muramasa, it is an evil sword, don't let it get your blood on it."

An old Taoist reminded loudly.

The man nodded, and the long sword was unsheathed behind his back. The fat man showed a look of disdain, pulled out the demon sword and rushed over.

The fat man was very fast, and with the demon knife in his hand, he beat the man until he vomited blood and fell to the bottom of the stage with just three moves.

"Trash." The fat man spat out.

"I'll come..." Another man rushed up, and was quickly knocked down.

"Let me come!" A loud roar sounded, and a mighty big man swung his arms and smashed over, but the fat man was so evil, it seemed that no matter who went up, he would be defeated by him.

In the referee's seat, several old men exchanged in low voices. They also saw that something was wrong with the fat man, and he was suppressing young people of their generation without any power to fight back.

"Stand up, stand up and kill him!"

The people around started to cheer and cheer, and those who fell on the ground gritted their teeth and stood up, but before they could walk a few steps, they were sent flying by the fat man.

"Bah, there's still 5000 years of blood, even I can't beat it, a bunch of trash." The fat man swept across the crowd with a contemptuous expression, and finally pointed his knife at the referee's seat.

"I have long seen that you old guys are not pleasing to the eye, so get out and die!"

"Junior looking for death!"

An old man couldn't stand the provocation, so he rushed up angrily, raised his arm, and slapped him with a terrifying palm.

Who would have thought that the fat man would also erupt with great strength, forcing the old man back abruptly.

"Okay, that's amazing." A gasping voice sounded.

"Finally a decent one appeared, but it was still close to defeating me."

The fat man sneered, evil spirits emanated from the demon sword, eroding the ground bit by bit, and in a trance, there seemed to be the sound of thousands of ghosts crying.

"I don't believe it anymore." The old man also got angry, and took out a brass bell in his hand. When it was shaking, a feeling of dizziness spread throughout the audience.

But the fat man didn't seem to be affected, and he walked over step by step with the demon knife, with a wicked smile on his mouth, and the knife raised and lowered.

The old man's eyes widened, and then he lowered his head slowly. A blood hole appeared in his chest, which was as big as the mouth of a bowl.

"Elder!" Some young disciples' eyes were red.

thump.

The old man fell dead on the ground, the blood seemed to be drained by the demon knife, and the wound was extremely clean and smooth.

"Bastard, you dare to break the rules and kill people, I want to kill you"!
Some people were about to rush over in anger, but at this moment, a man with a strong figure appeared in front of the fat man. In an instant, a terrifying force swept out, and all the people who rushed to the stage were overturned.

"A bunch of damn people, you all deserve to die!"

The man said something coldly, then raised his arm, and punched those who fell on the ground with a fist, and the terrible air wave spread out immediately.

For a moment, countless people turned pale, watching the god of death come to harvest their souls.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came out of nowhere, and that force was directly dissipated by the shock.

"I'm still so arrogant in Huaxia, you don't have to leave today."

(End of this chapter)