Dan Fu Supreme

Chapter 255
Beichen won all three battles in a row, especially the battle with Tianxing Wuying and Su Qingmengqi, which was a complete display of strength without any chance.

Such a record made the heirs of the seven overseas hermit families secretly hate, but at the same time had to admire.

You know, Nanxuanzong Xiaobeiba is only at the fifth level of Condensing Pill now.

At the beginning, everyone might still feel disdainful in their hearts, but they just won one game, defeated a few successors, and then became arrogant and boundless.

But Beichen defeated three people one after another, and there were two of them who were at the ninth level of alchemy, so it was shocking.

At this time, Beichen was standing on the ring, and he didn't feel weak. Obviously, he hadn't tried his best and was still able to fight again.

Some heirs of the Xiangmo family, the Chuge family, the Jingdao family, and the Duwang family all had dark faces, and were even a little scared in their hearts, fearing that the next mysterious turtle divination would fall into their own hands.

Among the fragrant ink flowers, looking at the black tortoise and tortoise shell in his hand, he almost died of anger when he heard the voices of the two disciples of the seventh layer of condensed core breathing a long sigh of relief.

With an angry snort, he flew over the arena amidst the fragrant ink, and fought with Beichen with swordsmanship at the level of great supernatural powers.

As everyone expected, after Beichen successively sacrificed the Wendao Seven Slashes and Huanglong's Three Styles, Xiang Mohuajian swallowed his defeat with hatred and was shot down from the ring.Fortunately, Beichen crippled the two of them one after another, and the anger in his heart subsided a little, and he didn't hit him hard.

After the Xiangmo family, Beichen successively hit a disciple of the ninth-level disciple of the Chuge family and a disciple of the eighth-level disciple of the Jingdao family. They all won completely, pushing the emotions of the disciples watching the battle below the Nanxuanzong ring to the extreme. limit.

At the beginning, he was bullied and insulted by the disciples of the seven great hermit families overseas, but in a blink of an eye, Bei Chen defeated six of them in a row, and even the skinny and shabby man was directly abolished.

Even Feiliu's complexion eased a lot, and the injuries on his body seemed to heal a lot.

On the main stage, there were six Master Yushan, with smiling eyes, nodding repeatedly, and even exchanged the moves and tactics of Beichen's battle. Seven Masters of Weixin were so angry that the three corpses jumped violently, and smoke rose from their heads.

Dao Ling, who only looked at the aristocratic family, suddenly said in a cold voice: "This disciple of Nanxuanzong is indeed talented. He can defeat the existence of the ninth level of condensed core at the fifth level of condensed core, but his spirit is too high. Every time he challenges by name, Among the successors of my seven disciples, they are all the ones with the highest cultivation."

As soon as these words came out, the other six overseas real people were startled, and then their eyes lit up, and they looked at a calm young man standing with his sword in the Duwang family, and finally showed a little smile on his face again.

But right after, Master Weixin and others looked at the divination of the mysterious turtle above the ring, feeling disappointed again.

After going through six roll call battles before and after, they have already noticed that the mysterious turtle divination seems to be controlled by Beichen, and it moves according to his will.

If Bei Chen didn't choose the Duwang family, the last successor of the pinnacle condensed family in this hermit family, then their pride just now might be in vain again.

Master Yushan, seeing these few, his complexion changed one after another, cloudy and sunny, he laughed and said: "Don't worry seven, I dare to bet that Xiao Zongzun will definitely choose this descendant of the peak of Condensing Pill from the Duwang family."

On the high platform, when the ancestors of Dao Ling paid attention to the Duwang family, everyone present also noticed the figure standing with the sword in the Duwang family.

Only looking at the sword is crazy, and the sword is a fool, and the sword is the best. In the period of congealing the pill, there are few opponents.

Dao Lingzong, Daoxuanzong, Daozhenzong, in the group arena of the three sects, this person only made three shots, but he defeated Daolingzong Linglei, Daoxuanzong Xuanyi, Daozhenzong Tianjian, and earned enough money for the overseas hermit family. lost face.

Du Wang Jian Chi, holding a broken sword in his chest, stood among the heirs of the seven great families, like standing out from the flock, not only because of his superior cultivation, but also because of his extraordinary aura.

Beichen stood firmly in the ring, looking down with his eyes, just in line with Duwang Jianchi's raised eyes, a burst of fighting spirit exploded in the air.

Duwang Jianzhi, who has always been silent, unexpectedly hooked the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Is it finally my turn?"

Bei Chen nodded and said: "Of course the hard nuts should be left to the last one. The seven great overseas families have never been able to get into my eyes with you. One front and one back, I just defeated you seven times!"

"You haven't fought yet, you are sure you can beat me!"

"Come on stage, let me see, are all of your overseas hermit families all vain people!"

With Bei Chen's words, he scolded all the hermit families, and even Su Qing Wuying's face became much colder.

Aware of Suqing Wuying's cold eyes, Beichen turned his head to look at her, "How about it, Ice Beauty, I want to fight again!"

Suqing Wuying snorted coldly, and simply closed her eyes and focused her eyes.

Suqing is clean and dust-free, and his forehead is black. If he understood correctly just now, Nanxuanzong, the little Beiba, has molested his sister Bingshan.

Seeing that Beichen still wanted to tease the beauty, Feiqing's expression was very strange, and she was determined in her heart that she must keep Feifu away from Beichen in the future.This kid is a lover, but also an infatuation, his heart is tied to Zhi Die, and he attracts bees and butterflies everywhere, I really don't know what to do.

Beichen stretched out his finger, and captured a stream of light from the divination of the mysterious turtle, and then gave a slight signal with his eyes.In Xuangui's divination, a stream of light flew out and fell into the hands of Duwang Jianchi.

Duwang Jianchi looked helplessly at a small tortoise shell in his hand, flew over the ring, and said to Beichen: "For this battle, do we still need to be designated by the divination of the black tortoise?"

Bei Chen nodded and said, "Of course, since it's the rules set by your hidden family, you have to abide by them. Young master is a law-abiding person."

Duwang Jianchi stood with the broken sword in front of his chest, a sense of fighting came out of his body, and said in a deep voice: "Duwang family, Duwang Jianchi, please fight the little Zongzun of Nanxuanzong with the ink and wash sword!"

When the words of please fight fell, Jian Chi's aura changed again, like a sharp sword, with an imposing aura.

Beichen's eyes were fixed, the sky trembled slightly, and he responded, "Nanxuanzong Beichen, ask for advice!"

The humble speech fell to the ground, and the fighting spirit broke out. Jian Chi swung the broken sword in his hand, like a magic pen splashing ink, and the entire arena suddenly entered the realm of ink and ink swords.

Among the six masters of Nanxuanzong, Master Lu Han is the most familiar with swords. Seeing Duwang Jianchi swinging his sword away from the ink and ink sword realm, he nodded and said: "This son has mastered the sword at the peak of condensing alchemy. It's no wonder that he can beat the head of the little sword master of Dao Zhenzong, Tianjian Temple Yuan."

As soon as Master Lu Han finished expressing his emotions, he was sprayed on the face by Master Lu Hai, "You are unambitious, it's fine if you have mastered an unmanly swordsmanship, and you are still commenting here, not to make others ambitious. Destroy your prestige!"

Lu Han's real face changed, "Brother, you didn't say that before!"

"That's because I was afraid that you would catch up with Junior Sister Lu Qiong. Only a few of us praised you for being gentle and courteous. Now it seems that you can't catch up with Junior Sister Lu Qiong at all. Even if you keep it from you, senior brother can't bear it."

The real Lu Han was so angry that his lungs exploded, and he said coldly: "Lu Hai, you must recover from your injuries as soon as possible. The first attack on this sword must stab you!"

Reverend Lu Hai wanted to tease Reverend Lu Han a few more words, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Reverend Lu Hui's face was darkened, and he cursed himself for not keeping his mouth shut, and hurriedly shut up.

Real person Lu Han saw that it was funny, and was about to add fuel and vinegar to bury his words, but real person Yushan gave him a sideways glance.

At this time, Jia Jun ran in from a distance with disrespect and panting, and ran to Feiwan's side in a hurry.

"What's the matter, are the overseas family members dead?"

Feiwan gave him an annoyed look, "You don't know how to look at yourself, so why don't you just stand there!"

Jia Jun looked at the people from the Seven Great Aristocratic Families, and saw that there was no one missing, but their faces were as ugly as eating fly droppings, and he said strangely: "It shouldn't be, according to my eldest brother's temperament, he must kill some of them." .”

"It's nothing. It's just that one was crippled, one arm was broken, and six people were defeated. Now it's the seventh. Look at the ring."

As soon as Feiwan reminded him, Jia Jun hurriedly took a closer look at the overseas family, and found one lying dying, one arm drooping weakly, and several wounded, he immediately felt better, "Just say it, my lord. My elder brother made a move, how could there be no movement!"

"Jia gangster, stop arguing, the uncle is fighting with Duwang Jianchi, who is at the pinnacle of alchemy, and you don't care about it."

Jia Jun was taken aback, "He's already at the peak of his alchemy, Xiaobeiba is so domineering, we can't catch up even if we flatter him!"

Seeing that he didn't answer the question, Feiwan gave him a hard look, and paid attention to the ink and wash sword realm above the ring again.

Jia Jun also looked up and said in surprise, "I'll go, who is this, who spilled the ink painting on the ring?"

While paying attention to the war, Feiwan did not forget to attack Jia Jun, "You are really stupid if you say you are ignorant. Didn't you see that this is the sword realm? The master has entered the opponent's sword realm. Entering the enemy camp alone, do you know the seriousness of the matter!"

Jia Jun said unhappily: "Feiwan, it's not the young master talking about you, you should have confidence in my elder brother, he is the little Beiba of Nanxuanzong, let alone the peak of Condensing Pill, it is Dao Ling Patriarch, my elder brother he If you dare to fight and say that all of you are fans of my big brother, I think you are all fake."

Feiwan glanced at Jia Jun as if you were bragging about not paying taxes, and moved three feet to the side to draw a clear line with him.

Behind Jia Jun, panting, Feijing scolded: "Jia gangster, you have dragged the fat man for so long, just to watch Xiao Beiba play awe-inspiring, you are all bored, what's so interesting about this, fat man There are a lot of other things!"

Jia Jun scolded: "You fat man, do you still have a sense of belonging to the sect? Our Nanxuanzong has been bullied to the top. As a disciple of the Nanxuanzong, shouldn't you come to wave the flag and cheer for my elder brother?" !"

Feijing didn't know what happened before, and was dragged by Jia Jun all the way, and he didn't have a chance to ask.

"In the end what happened?"

Seeing that Feijing was not enlightened, Jia Jun told him everything that happened before, like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

"I'll go. No wonder Xiaobeiba was so angry that he urged his flying talisman to run away. So these things happened. Where are the grandchildren overseas? Let the fat man take a look and remember them all. Wait for the future." The fat man has grown up, beat him up one by one!"

Jia Jun pointed to the camp of the overseas hermit family, and then focused his eyes on the ink and wash sword realm, and said with emotion in his mouth, "Don't tell me, my elder brother's flying talisman is really handsome, and he ran away without a trace , I can't even catch up with my Thousand Miles Teleportation Talisman, if there is a chance, I must ask my elder brother to give me one."

(End of this chapter)