Unparalleled Heavenly Lord - Chapter 969

[body text Chapter 964]

“Cough cough…”

Xun Ziyan opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of bright red blood. His eyes were red as he looked at Peng Junyue, who was pressing on him. His eyes were sharp as if he wanted to pierce Peng Junyue’s heart.

“Wow…”

Peng Junyue opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, and sprayed Xun Ziyan’s face from the front. The giant mountain was so heavy that the blood in his body was constantly tumbling under the heavy pressure.

After spraying Xun Ziyan on his face, he put away the giant mountain Wubao, stood up excitedly and wiped the blood from his mouth, regardless of Xun Ziyan, he turned his head to look at the referee beside him and said, “He lost, According to the rules, I won.”

“You won? Who said you won?” Xun Ziyan took out a handkerchief with disgust, wiped it and sprayed Peng Junyue on his face It seemed that there was still blood mixed with saliva, and before he could dry his face, he suddenly heard Peng Junyue’s words, he immediately put down his handkerchief, looked at Peng Junyue angrily and said, “You have already conceded before, and it is naturally me who won. ”

I admit defeat? Who said I admit defeat? Which ear did you hear me admit defeat?” Peng Junyue looked at Xun Ziyan with a mean face and said, “You think about it, I said you won, not me admit defeat.” Now, it’s not me who abstained.

Don’t you know that there is a rule in the art of war called showing the enemy to be weak? If I say you win, it is showing the enemy and showing weakness. Isn’t that normal? I didn’t say I abstained.

” Everyone understood when they heard the sound, and looked at Peng Junyue in astonishment.

“I won, I won again!”

“It turns out that the rules can still be used in this way!”

“Actually, the real essence is the raised hands. Xun Ziyan thought he was admitting defeat, but he was actually preparing for the attack.”

“No, the real essence is The one I took out at the back is the giant mountain.”

“Yes, I also think it’s the giant mountain.”

“You said, this battle is the fastest defeated battle except for the godson who admitted defeat. Look at the past God-Hou Conference. , and there has never been a godson of a long-standing great sect defeated so quickly.”

Xun Ziyan listened to the voices of the people around him, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood again. He stared at Peng Junyue for a long while before he said coldly: “Very good, you are very good. This time I admit it, but this hates me. I will remember. In the future, I will ask for advice again.”

“What do you mean? Do you want to settle accounts in the autumn?” Peng Junyue said with great contempt: “You are relying on the forces behind you to try to suppress people and want revenge afterwards.

That being said, in the future, the conference of gods and princes should not be compared at all, and it should be awarded directly to you long-term great teachers. Otherwise, no matter who wins you, you will find someone to take revenge after the event, and who will dare to win you. So this is the You have always maintained the style of a great teacher, and you can’t afford to lose your temper…”

“You…” Xun Ziyan couldn’t say a word again after holding back.

Suddenly, a palm stretched out behind him and patted his shoulder lightly.

Chu Ziyun walked slowly from the back to the front, looked at Peng Junyue coldly, and shot a cold killing intent in his eyes: “Qi? All disputes? That’s better than arrogance, and what kind of combat power?”

As his voice fell, a cold murderous aura surged out.

In Peng Junyue’s eyes, a pair of pupils suddenly shrank, and Chu Ziyun moved his murderous intention. Chu Ziyun, the first disciple of the Four Holy Sect, one of the godsons. There are even more rumors that Chu Ziyun is the holy son of the contemporary Four Holy Sects.

Holy Son, that is the best chosen among the godsons.

Now, there are two people on the other side, and there may be more people in a while. After all, they have a lot of people in the long-term great sect. Besides, they may not be able to take advantage of it, they can only…

“I don’t have the energy, I can’t afford to lose, the Four Sacred Sect’s. People can’t afford to lose…” Peng Junyue repeated his previous words again.

“You…” Chu Ziyun frowned and said coldly: “What does it mean to lose, if you are normal…”

“You don’t have the energy, you can’t lose, the people of the Four Saints can’t lose…” Peng Junyue said, When Chu Ziyun spoke, he spoke again, repeating the previous words.

“It’s clear that you are playing tricks. If you defeat Ziyan in a dignified manner, we will naturally recognize it, but you…”

“You don’t have the guts, you can’t afford to lose, and the people of the Four Saints can’t afford to lose…”

Peng Junyue didn’t care what the other party said. , is to keep repeating that sentence, he just repeats one sentence, but the other party has to explain it for a long time.

He said a word, but Chu Ziyun and Xun Ziyan had to explain a lot. For a while, Chu Ziyun and Xun Ziyan didn’t even say more, and they turned around and walked away. .

As the two went away, behind them, bursts of cheers suddenly erupted.

“Not only did you win in the arena, but the two people from the Four Holy Sects were speechless.”

“I really learned it this time. But I think the Shenhou Conference will change the rules soon, and you win in this way. If you do, it will be regarded as admitting defeat in the future.”

“If you change it, you will change it. Today, you have gained a lot of knowledge.”

Everyone looked at Peng Junyue with admiration and cheered constantly.

They were often oppressed by those long-standing great sects on weekdays.

Peng Junyue waved to everyone with a narcissistic face, turned his head, saw Zheng Shiyi not far away, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, walked to Zheng Shiyi’s side, and sympathetically stretched out a hand and patted Zheng Shiyi’s shoulder. Said: “Old Shiyi, don’t be discouraged, this time the Shenhou Conference failed, and there will be another time.”

“Next time, why should I wait for the next time?” Zheng Shiyi asked back with a smile: “Who said I failed? ”

I know you probably don’t want to wait, you won’t wait for the next time, but it’s not surprising that you lost this time…” Peng Junyue said habitually, and the whole person suddenly froze, staring at Zheng Shiyi blankly. : “Wait… What did you say, you didn’t fail? You won? You defeated the Wangdong godson? How is that possible?

Could it be that your fist has recovered? No, no, even if you recover, it can’t be so fast. Solve the battle.”

“I didn’t recover. The reason why it was so fast was because I didn’t fight at all.” Zheng Shiyi shrugged and said, “Then Wangdong Jizi was too injured and just conceded defeat. I naturally won.”

“This… your luck. , why can you easily win, Lord Peng, I have to fight with all my life, do you know how heavy my Wubao is? Pressing it directly on my body almost didn’t crush me. I said Lao Shiyi, don’t go. Ah, I haven’t finished speaking yet.” Peng Junyue was complaining about his luck, Zheng Shiyi had already turned and walked away.

Not long after walking out, the voice of a referee had already sounded.

“Ring No. 11, Fan Yao is the winner.”

Fan Yao also won.

Zheng Shiyi stopped and looked up at the ring next to him. Fan Yao’s pretty face on the ring looked pale, and there was even a trace of red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. has been broken.

Opposite her, a handsome man was lying on the ground. His supposedly luxurious clothes had already been torn into strips of cloth. He raised his head and looked at Fan Yao opposite him with a complicated expression, but he was still disappointed with a trace of admiration.

“Unexpectedly, the county master of Fanyao won.” A man wearing a gray long coat with an ordinary appearance but with a noble air sighed softly: “The royal family Jiulong has been eliminated five, and can continue to advance. There are only four of them.

Among the four, the strongest seems to be the county lord Fanyao. The strength of the county lord is much stronger than before.

I am afraid that the strongest among the royal family is the county lord . ”

The county master is indeed very strong, but she is not the strongest.” On the side, a fairly good-looking woman retorted: “The royal family is above the Nine Dragons, and there are no people. You forget about nine thousand years old. Is it?

There is no prince today, but there are also many children. Today, the saint is honored as Long Live, and the best of his sons is called nine thousand years old by the outside world, and is considered to be the most likely to succeed.

Speaking of which, They are the real royalty.

And there are three nine thousand years old in the royal family, each of them is extremely outstanding. Even as wise as today’s saints, it is difficult to choose who is better.

Nine thousand years old, any one person is enough to stabilize and control the royal family Kowloon. ”

It’s true that Nine thousand years old is stronger, but if the county master continues to fight and breaks through again, he may be qualified to be called Nine thousand years old, or even the chief county master!”

That is the highest title among all the county lords, and it is one of the highest titles among all the royal children. The chief county lord, the chief prince, is above all the county lords and princes. ”

“The Lord of the Chang County, the Lord of the Fanyao County is really likely to grow to such a level.” This is a title that Prince Fan did not get at the beginning. After all, when Prince Fan rose, he was already a king. ”

In the history of the dynasty, all those who were given to the chief county master and the chief prince would all grow into the pillars of the dynasty if they were not accidentally damaged or lost. ”

That’s right, the county master’s cultivation has skyrocketed too fast. Who would have thought that the county master has grown to the point where he is today!” ”

Fan Yao listened to the bursts of words coming from below the arena. For some unknown reason, it seemed that she had received some kind of induction. She looked towards a part of the crowd.

Ten Wings.

Fan Yao and Zheng Shiyi looked at each other and opened their mouths. He seemed to want to say something, but Zheng Shiyi smiled and nodded.

After Zheng Shiyi nodded his congratulations, he turned around and walked into the distance. He and Fan Yao had a lot of issues, even everything. There are too many differences of opinion.

Fan Yao is the county owner and a member of the royal family. She only comes from a small place. That would be laughed at.

I can’t do that myself.

Fan Yao looked at Zheng Shiyi’s figure that was getting farther and farther away from him. Although he won, there was a look of loss on his face.

Zheng Shiyi continued to walk forward, looking for Brother Huanshi and Mo Xing, but before they could find them, Peng Junyue hurriedly ran over, grabbed Zheng Shiyi and ran forward: “Old Shiyi is fast, he is Huanshi. I’m about to lose .”

Senior Brother is about to lose?

[End of this Chapter]