Chapter 3077
Chapter 3077
"brother Zhou, I've won again!"
The monk said indifferently, "Young Sect Master's swordsmanship is still lacking by a tiny bit, hahaha..."
There was a trace of mockery in his words.
This caused the anger in Zhou Yuan's heart to skyrocket, and his devil will to burst out uncontrollably. "Win? This competition is not over yet! "
"Him? You think you're qualified to beat me? "
"Boom!"
The aura of the sword intent on Zhou Yuan's body suddenly changed, it was even stronger than before. Not only that, the sword intent contained a power that could devour everything.
The cold-looking man's gaze slightly tightened.
At this moment.
Zhou Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Buzz!"
His eyes turned blood-red.
Enrage, bedevilish!
He had never lost before, and he definitely would not lose. Facing the monk's mockery, his demon heart was even more uncontrollable. He completely threw caution to the wind and rushed forward.
The monk also noticed the change and narrowed his eyes.
But!
At this moment, Zhou Daoren's palm moved, and a wave of energy entered Zhou Yuan's body heavily. Immediately... The Demonic Qi on Zhou Yuan's body receded.
He closed his eyes slightly and fainted.
The powerful sword intent in the surroundings also disappeared.
The cold man broke out in a cold sweat. He did not know if he would be able to suppress Zhou Yuan if he were to release this kind of sword intent.
He wasn't sure.
Facing that sword intent, a trace of fear appeared in his heart.
After the sword intent disappeared, his heart relaxed a little. He looked at Zhou Yuan, and his heart was filled with complex emotions. He wanted to know the power of Zhou Yuan's sword strike.
Zhou Daoren carried Zhou Yuan, and his eyes became cold. The surrounding temperature dropped by a dozen degrees, and suddenly became extremely dark and gloomy, "You win!"
A cold word.
The aura of the Overlord Realm circulated throughout the plaza. Everyone was crushed speechless, their bodies felt like they were frozen.
The monk thought to himself, "What a powerful force!"
"Seems like Zhou Daoren is really angry."
"However... Why did he knock his son out? What was he hiding? "That Qi …" The monk thought to himself.
He knew that Zhou Yuan must have some sort of secret!
Do you want to stay in the English Contest?
There was no way to know.
However …
The fact that Zhou Yuan was able to unleash such a level of sword cultivation was truly shocking to him. Among the young generation of the western regions, there were probably no more than five people who were on par with him!
The fatry sect was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
The monk's heart tightened as the thought of exterminating the fatry sect grew stronger in his heart.
"Take the Young Sect Master down." Zhou Daoren said in a heavy voice.
Two Elder of Secret Sect s stepped forward to support Zhou Yuan and quickly brought him down.
The monk did not think about the fatry sect anymore. After all, he came here this time to cause trouble. He laughed loudly and said, "I won, so …"
"She's mine now!"
As soon as he finished.
The monk moved and immediately appeared in front of Lan Mei.
This time!
She did not resist, because she knew that even if she could resist, she would not be a match for the Great Monk, as her goal was to save su su.
Xuanyuan Li Er took a step forward and said: "Lan Mei, run!"
Lan Mei did not move.
The monk grinned and said, "Another pretty girl."
"Exquisite!"
As the big cloth bag moved, a strong suction force immediately covered Lan Mei and he was sucked into the big cloth bag.
"Boom!"
Lan Mei had disappeared from his original position, and the monk had instantly returned to his original position. He tied up the big cloth bag's opening, carried it on his back, and looked at Xuanyuan Li Er: "You are next."
"Hahaha …"
It was just that …
This time, Zhou Daoren's eyes were filled with anger, "Impudent!"
"How can the Holy Maiden of the fatry sect allow you to blaspheme me?"
"Boom!"
With an explosive sound, the monk's body slightly sank. Feeling the incomparably strong pressure from the overlord, the corner of his eyes twitched slightly, and he hurriedly said. "It's a joke, it's a joke. brother Zhou, I was just joking …"
Thunder Clap!
There were two people in fatry sect that could not be touched.
One was his son Zhou Yuan.
The other was Xuanyuan Li Er.
It was not because Xuanyuan Li Er was the Holy Maiden but more importantly, Xuanyuan Li Er was prepared for his son's calamity, so nothing could happen to him.
Of course.
The monk did not know this.
It was also because of Zhou Daoren's fury that caused the other elders in fatry sect to relax slightly.
Two new disciples might not be important, but if it was a Holy Maiden, then things would be different.
The pressure of the Overlord Realm receded.
The Great Monk said with a smile, "brother Zhou, it's the fourth round. Now, it's your turn to choose the competition."
"However!"
"Do you want to bet something on the fourth match?"
Zhou Daoren said in a gloomy voice: "blood monk, you like gambling that much right?"
The monk laughed: "As a famous gambler, you should know that I won the seas sect, hahaha... Only, I see that there is nothing in this fatry sect that I want. "
"Forget it!"
"You can easily win the fourth match."
su su and Lan Mei had greatly satisfied him, and he was even more satisfied than if he had obtained a divine treasure.
The monk did not want to bet anymore.
It was now imperative to win the fourth match.
As long as he won one more time, he would have won. At that time, if Zhou Daoren was unable to make him become a holy abyss ruins, it would prove that the rumors outside were true.
The holy abyss ruins had collapsed!
At that time … The end of the fatry sect was soon to come.
At this time.
The Crazy Wolf walked up again and said: "Mr.Celestial, we have reached the most critical match. Let me do it."
If he lost the fourth match, fatry sect would lose.
fatry sect had never lost in all these years.
If he lost, his reputation would be in vain.
If a mere seas sect were to poop and pee on fatry sect's head, what face would fatry sect have?
The Crazy Wolf was very anxious.
He wished that he could immediately go up to the Challenge Battlestage.
Zhou Daoren looked at the Crazy Wolf and said: "owner of beast hill, don't be in such a hurry.
The Crazy Wolf's eyes tensed up as it anxiously said: "Why are you still pressing the point at this time? If we lose again, our fatry sect will lose. What the hell is seas sect still worth?"
He was very unhappy.
However...
Zhou Daoren did not have any intentions of letting him fight.
This caused the monk to be very surprised, but he was secretly pleased with himself, "Looks like this fatry sect is not made of steel, there are also some internal conflicts."
"Heh heh …"
"It seems like the heavens are helping me!"
Zhou Daoren said indifferently, "Fourth round, a competition for equipment forging!"
"Where is the horcruxes hill s?"
The few elders outside the hall looked at each other and shook their heads.
Zhou Daoren said heavily, "Is there no one else in horcruxes hill?"
No one stood up.
It was incomparably quiet outside the hall.
At this moment. A voice descended from the sky, "Yes!"