I Am Overlord mtl - Chapter 1105

[The first thousand one hundred and forty first chapter confrontation before the war]

Xiang Shaoyun received a reply from Longmen, and Longmen accepted his proposal to execute the gentleman’s challenge.

The gentleman challenged to win three out of five games, and each side sent opponents of the same level to fight to see which side was the first to win three games.

This is a relatively normal way to challenge. The key point is that Zilingzong is currently short of people, and such a challenge is still very unfavorable to them.

After all, Ye Chaomu, Chihuo Xingjun, Ghost Devourer, and Xiaobai were all absent, which made him feel that no one was available.

Fortunately, Tuoba Wan’er was out at this time.

Tuoba Wan’er was originally a fourth-rank Emperor Venerable, but after this retreat, her strength has become even more refined.

Xiang Shaoyun didn’t want to expand Wan’er to join the war, but wanted to use the help of the old urchin.

There are three great saints on his side, Dorji, Lao Wangba and Toad, but they have not achieved the holy position for a long time, and they can’t compare with the old saints.

The old urchin is at least a late-stage saint. If he is there, Xiang Shaoyun will be more at ease.

After listening to Xiang Shaoyun’s complaint, Tuoba Wan’er asked the old urchin to help Xiang Shaoyun without saying a word.

However, the old urchin is no longer in the Ziling Sect, and only the old donkey is left to guard Tuoba Wan’er.

“Grandpa Donkey, where did Grandpa Tong go?” Tuoba Wan’er asked anxiously.

“You know what kind of virtue he is, how can he stay in a quiet place, maybe he went to find a village girl in the mountains,” the old donkey responded.

Now Tuoba Wan’er could only helplessly look at Xiang Shaoyun.

“Then donkey grandpa accompany us for a trip,” Xiang Shaoyun sighed in disappointment.

The old donkey is also a demon saint, but his strength cannot be compared with the old urchin.

Xiang Shaoyun picked out the elites from the sect, and a total of 300 people went out of Ziling City.

In any case, they must not lose the battle in terms of numbers.

Just when he was on the expedition, Pang Tongyuan said worriedly, “Young Sect Master, could this be Longmen’s plan to move the tiger away from the mountain?”

Xiang Shaoyun shook his head lightly and said, “There is no need for them to do this, they want to attack the eighth-rank forces, they need to Our power, if we destroy our sect, will be of no use to them.”

“Maybe the young sect master is right, but we have to guard against it!” Pang Tongyuan said.

Xiang Shaoyun nodded lightly and said, ” Strengthen the

defense, open the defense formation first, once the enemy invades, we can sense it, and we will rush back as soon as possible.”

!” Pang Tongyuan blessed.

At this time, the others also followed and drank together, “Victory, triumphant return!”

This sound shook the sky above Zilingzong, making the momentum of Zilingzong begin to show signs of condensing, this is a sect starting to unite symbol of.

If one day Zilingzong gathers his heart and the background is sufficient, it can condense into a thick cloud of power, which can bless the sect’s luck and make the sect develop more smoothly.

Xiang Shaoyun rode on the silver, put on a battle robe, and held the Zhantian knife, and flew towards the sect first.

The others followed immediately, and the three hundred battle cavalry had a strong aura, showing the extraordinary power of the seventh-rank power.

Outside the wilderness of Ziling City, the one hundred and eight generals of Longmen have been waiting for a long time.

“They’re here!” Liang Cairen kept watching, and when they saw Xiang Shaoyun and others coming, they exclaimed softly.

The one hundred and eight generals are all ready to fight, and each one has adjusted their mental state to the best, ready to face this war.

“Purple Lingzong will win!” Xiang Shaoyun raised his Zhantian sword and drank before reaching the Dragon Gate.

His voice was powerful and earth-shattering, making the people behind him more confident, and they all exclaimed, “Purple Lingzong will win!”

Before going into battle, suppressing people’s voices is an element that must be understood on the battlefield.

Xiang Shaoyun was a military god in his previous life, and he led the army on numerous expeditions, so he naturally understood this factor.

It’s just that the one hundred and eight generals of the Dragon Gate are not weak, and they are not affected by the three hundred horsemen of Zilingzong.

This is because they have already adjusted their momentum to the best and came with the belief that they will win.

Who told them that there were the old lady, the deputy sect master and the young sect master in the sect.

Xiang Shaoyun frowned slightly when he saw this. He secretly said in his heart, “These people are really prepared.”

Xiang Shaoyun brought Duoji, Lao Wangba and Toad to the side of Longmen. It’s just that Long Yugang, Liangcai, and another person stepped forward, and the two sides began to confront each other.

Long Yugang’s eyes touched Xiang Shaoyun, and he outlined a faint smile, “You are the young sect master of Ziling Sect?”

Xiang Shaoyun looked at Long Yugang, who had reached the third-grade soul stage, and responded, “Yes, it is my Xiang. Shaoyun, how do you guys compare the way to the Dragon Gate?”

Long Yugang doesn’t seem to be in his thirties, but he is actually forty or fifty years old, otherwise he would have reached such a state at such a young age. .

“This is very simple, two battles for the emperor, two battles for the emperor, and one battle for the saints, what do you think?” Long Yugang said.

Xiang Shaoyun pondered for a while and said, “Why is it so troublesome, why don’t I choose your five emperors alone, how about a battle to determine the outcome?” To

be honest, Xiang Shaoyun lacks confidence in the people around him, otherwise he would also would not say so.

“You’re really arrogant, but it doesn’t mean much,” Long Yugang said with a light smile.

“One battle for the emperor, three battles for the emperor, and one battle for the saint” Xiang Shaoyun still decided to take the initiative and not let others lead by the nose.

“It seems that you don’t have enough confidence in your Human Sovereign, okay, that’s for you,” Long Yugang replied confidently.

“Then let’s start, I want you to go back to Longmen quickly,” Xiang Shaoyun said badly.

“Haha, your Zilingzong is destined to become the pure land of our Dragon Gate, why do we need to get out?” Long Yugang laughed wildly, and then he shouted, “Let’s start with the battle of the emperor, Zhang Dongsheng will fight.”

His voice fell .

After that, someone rushed out riding a mount and shouted, “It’s the young sect master!”

This is a middle-aged man with a vigorous momentum, sitting on a blue wolf, holding a blue mace in his hand, looking very mighty tough.

Zhang Dongsheng has the title of the first emperor of the Dragon Gate. He has been in this realm for a hundred years. He has been fighting his own realm. He has not broken through the realm of the soul platform. The realm of Taiwan is not too late.

That’s why Zhang Dongsheng already possessed the ability of a war emperor and killed many ordinary emperors.

Longmen sent him to appear in preparation to win the only battle of kings.

Xiang Shaoyun could see at a glance that Zhang Dongsheng had a very deep foundation, and his brows could not help wrinkling. Then he turned his face to Duoji and said, “Old drunkard, who do you think is suitable for

him ?”

He really doesn’t know the strength of the people inside.