MTL - I Became An Acre Of Haunted Land-v2 Chapter 223 control the enemy

"Ah, fellow daoist Jiang Xiaocheng, I didn't expect such a coincidence to meet him."

Wei Yuxuan stood on the stage, looking at the woman in front of him.

They were chatting together before, but they didn't expect to bump into each other so quickly.

Xiang Ye nodded, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture.

"I don't know what the Xiaocheng Daoist Sect is good at. Our Ganxue Sect is best at the technique of talismans. You should be careful when you meet."

Wei Yuxuan smiled slightly, and directly told the situation in his sect.

The current situation is completely intentional by the group of Great Destruction Sects behind.

Small sects compete with small sects, big sects compete with big sects, even if they are fellow daoists, there is a world of difference.

He knew what caused this situation, but Wei Yuxuan couldn't and didn't dare to say it.

"Hurry up, hurry up, step down after the competition."

"What's the point of the two unknown little sects? It's already a good thing for you to come on stage and get acquainted with each other."

Noisy sounds came from the audience from time to time.

Many disciples of the sect didn't even see the two contestants in the stands.

For them, this level of competition is a waste of time.

"Please, fellow Daoist Xiaocheng. It's just to learn from each other, click as far as you can!"

After all, Wei Yuxuan was still a little afraid of people from other sects. After listening to the words of the Taoists for a while, his face blushed, and he hurriedly put on a posture of confronting the enemy, and said to Jiang Xiaocheng.

"start!"

Jiangnan Wang glanced coldly at the two contestants, and announced the start of the competition.

"boom!"

As soon as the words fell, before Wei Yuxuan could react, he felt a force rushing towards his body.

Immediately afterwards, he jumped into the air and was directly knocked down under the martial arts platform.

"Dizong, Xiaocheng wins!"

Seeing that Wei Yuxuan had been beaten to play the martial arts stage, Jiangnan Wang was not surprised, and directly announced the result of this competition.

"Huh? So soon? Is it over?"

"Did you see it just now?"

"See what? I was talking to my fellow daoist, and it was over, and I didn't even react myself."

"Ah? Then do you know how the Dried Blood Sect lost?"

"I don't know. When I looked up, I found a figure had been blasted out."

The noisy voice suddenly became louder.

The vast majority of people didn't see the situation in the martial arts stage, and it was over.

They talked a lot, which was quite unbelievable.

"Brother...Brother, are you okay?"

The only ones who paid attention to the competition were probably the disciples of the Qianxuemen. Originally, they thought that Wei Yuxuan would shine on the stage, and no matter whether he won or lost, he would let his fellow disciples know about the Qianxuemen.

But it turns out...

They only saw an erratic figure appear beside Wei Yuxuan in an instant, and then Senior Brother Wei Yuxuan was sent flying.

It's really... It's really not showing any affection at all.

"It's too much. Before, Senior Brother Wei Yuxuan was so kind to that fellow Taoist of the Earth Sect. I didn't expect that Senior Brother Wei Yuxuan would make such a big shame in public as soon as he took the stage."

"This grudge, we have recorded it at the Ganxuemen."

Several senior brothers carried the unconscious Wei Yuxuan back to their position in the doorway. Along the way, the voices of ridicule entered their ears in an instant.

"Hahahaha, isn't this the Qianxuemen who was knocked down by the Dizong palm from Yanwutai?"

"I thought you were not capable at first, but I didn't expect you to be worse than we imagined!"

"Hahahaha, no wonder the Great Destroyer Sect rushed to register and stayed at the end. It seems that the Great Destroyer Sect didn't miss it."

"..."

Hearing these mocking voices, the disciples of the Qianxue Sect paused, and their resentment towards Dizong Xiaocheng became even greater.

It's just a contest on the martial arts stage, so why is it so humiliating?

And Xiang Ye, who had already returned to the crowd, did not pay attention to the situation of Qianxuemen.

At this time, he was surrounded by a group of people, all asking how he defeated Wei Yuxuan just now.

Xiang Ye was too lazy to talk to these people, so he found an open space, sat down and stopped talking.

"Kill the enemy with one palm? Not bad, there are so many Taoists, if you have to attack them all one by one, it would be a waste of time."

Venerable Canglan just glanced at the martial arts stage, and saw a disciple he didn't know get sent flying. His heart moved, and he looked at Daoist Nutian and Elder Nanming at the side, and then he suddenly spoke.

"Well, what His Holiness said is true, why don't we speed up?"

"feasible!"

The immortals nodded, and then called their disciples over. After a few instructions, they no longer cared about the situation of the martial arts stage, and began to discuss with each other.

Following the orders of these immortals, the situation on the martial arts stage changed instantly.

The chief disciples who originally planned to compete with the various sects, at this time, made heavy moves one after another.

It didn't take long for most of the Taoists who had no strength to be screened out.

Only a dozen or so people were left in the field.

These people are all elite.

Great Destruction Sect, Nutian Sect, Nanming Sect and so on.

It was at this time that Taoist Cheng Yifan and his party were led by Mu Chong after registration.

"In the next game, Shenwei will watch Wu Daxiong vs. Nanming Zong, who is famous."

With the indifferent announcement of the Jiangnan King, the competition of high-level combat power officially began.

"Junior brother, pay attention. Wu Daxiong's strength is also as good as yours, and he has reached the realm of supernatural skills (8). Don't be careless, and lose face in front of the elders."

At this time, Wen Renzhi, the chief disciple of Nanmingzong, spoke to Wen Renshang.

"Don't worry, brother. He's just a savage in the secular world, vulnerable!"

Wen Renshang didn't care at all, straightened his clothes, jumped onto the martial arts stage, and then stared at Wu Daxiong and hooked his fingers.

The disdain in the eyes almost overflowed.

"Don't hold back, use all your strength. The devil is here, don't worry about your own safety."

"Suppress and suppress the arrogance of these world-renowned sects, or do you really think that our secular sects are not angry?"

Cheng Yifan glanced at Wen Renshang on the stage, and said.

Wu Daxiong nodded, and looked at Wen Renshang on the stage with some hatred.

Although these people are of the same clan, they are completely different from them.

In the final analysis, Shenwei Temple is still loyal to Yunlan Nation and is the sect of Yunlan Nation.

But these people are all hidden sects, they have no sense of belonging to Yunlan Nation, and they look down on Yunlan Nation.

They are only loyal to their sect, only to their master...

They are two different camps.

"The stormy waves hit the shore!"

"Nanming Lihuo!"

"boom!"

On the martial arts arena, supernatural powers collided together, creating a monstrous power.

"Nan Mingzong, the one who hears people wins!"

Soon, Jiangnan Wang's indifferent voice rang out on the martial arts stage.

Wu Daxiong lost to Wen Renshang, and was immediately pushed out of the martial arts arena by the heat wave, and then fell into a coma.