Chapter 1100 Unhealed Serious Injury

Chapter 1100   Unhealed serious injury

He curled his lips and said: "Brother, you are really unkind. You don't even say a word when you hit someone. We are competing in martial arts and not assassinating. What do you think?"

The man froze for a moment, pulled out his big knife from the competition platform, and slashed at Shangguan.

Shangguan dodged twice, raised his hand to hold the handle of the man's knife, and slapped the man's chest with his backhand.

The man sideways avoided, but Shangguan was in hot pursuit. When the hand holding the man's knife handle was tightened, the knife in the man's hand fell into Shangguan's hand.

Shangguan sneered and threw the knife in his hand towards the man's neck.

Before the sea of ​​people had time to see Shangguan's movements clearly, he saw his big knife flying towards his neck, and the whistling wind scared the man to jump off the competition platform.

"Hahahaha!" Shangguan's laughter echoed presumptuously over the arena.

There was silence under the stage.

"Brother, you are already good. Compared with the person who has not fought with me just one move, you have already fought me four moves. It is worthy of encouragement."

On the stage, the old patriarch's face was extremely dark, his whole body was shaking, and his clenched fists were trembling.

Mu Yunling next to her pursed her lips tightly, but couldn't hide the smile and excitement in her eyes.

Shangguan proudly looked around the audience and said loudly, "Who else is there!"

As a result, countless people came up and countless people were kicked off, and the audience was silent. Except for discussions, no one dared to speak out to ask for advice.

Shangguan raised his head, looked at the downcast face of the old patriarch, and raised a big smile: "How, sir, I wonder if you can fulfill the promise at that time?"

Saying this, he saw the patriarch turning his head and nodding to the people around him.

I saw a tall and thin young man beside him, suddenly flew down from the stands, and landed lightly in front of Shangguan.

It wasn't until this person appeared that Shangguan suddenly became serious.

This person's realm is actually comparable to his own.

Looking at the serious Shangguan in front of him, the man was not careless, but said in a low voice: "You can perceive my realm."

"Naturally." Shangguan yelled with his mouth twisted, his eyes were blazing with flames, and his whole body was suddenly wrapped in black energy.

The powerful aura at that moment made the face of the man in front of him suddenly change, and his whole body was wrapped in blue vindictiveness.

The patriarch sitting on the stage suddenly slapped the table in shock.

He ran to the railing of the stand, looked carefully at the Shangguan under the stage, swallowed, his face turned pale, and he waved his hand. The servants around him came forward and bowed their heads.

The old patriarch whispered something in his ear and let the man go down.

Neither the Shangguan nor the man acted rashly.

"You are actually from Wanshoumen?" The man said coldly, the voice was not loud, but just enough for Shangguan to hear.

Someone in this place can actually see it?

Shangguan's heart sank, and his eyes gradually became vigilant: "Why, you have contacted people from the Wanshoumen?"

The man suddenly smiled inexplicably, did not speak, shook his head, and suddenly his fighting spirit disappeared instantly. He stood up, cupped his fists, and said, "I lost."

With a look of astonishment on his face, Shangguan saw that the man in front of him, who was still looking murderous just now, suddenly surrendered, and immediately didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he coughed twice and scratched his head: "Well, no, you..."

"I'm being rude." The man's respectful attitude made Shangguan suddenly have a bad feeling. Could it be that the Ten Thousand Beast Sect has already set foot in this place?

Thinking of this, he suddenly sneered, Wanshoumen, where would they not come.

In an instant, the mood to continue fighting disappeared without a trace. Shangguan sighed, turned around and walked down the competition arena.

"Young hero stay behind!"

Hearing the voice of the old patriarch behind him suddenly, Shangguan paused, turned his head and glanced at the old patriarch: "I don't know what else the patriarch has to do? Can I still go?"

The patriarch suddenly changed his previous attitude and suddenly became respectful.

He said with a smile: "No, no, young man, please calm down. I didn't know that young man is from the Wanshou Sect. Please forgive me for the previous misunderstanding."

Shangguan couldn't help frowning, his face turned indifferent, and he didn't make a sound to refute, just nodded lightly and turned to leave.

"Young man, wait! I still have something to say!"

The old patriarch stopped Shangguan suddenly, stood in front of him, bowed his hands at him, and said: "I still have something to ask, and I hope the young man can help."

"What's the matter?" Shangguan said calmly without looking at him.

"Today, due to some incidents, people from our Shenyu tribe and Xiaojia tribe will attack from the other tribe. I hope that Shaoxia can help us."

Because of what?

Shangguan looked at the respectful look of the old patriarch when he learned that he was from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, and then thought about how that man knew so much about the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

Shangguan pondered for a while, then nodded: "It is possible, but you have to tell me the reason for this war."

The old patriarch nodded hurriedly, made a gesture of invitation, and led Shangguan towards the mansion.

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Shenyu tribe.

In the mansion where swords were on the verge of breaking out, Xiao Shengjie still had a kind face, and Nangong Yi, who was standing among countless swords, still had a calm face.

"But Master Wu Zong, if you don't lift the veil today, I won't be able to trust you no matter what." Xiao Shengjie sighed.

"So I don't know what the patriarch plans to do?"

Nangong Yi's cold voice echoed quietly in the room, without any tension or worry.

He said calmly: "Although I have not recovered from my serious injuries, it is still difficult for the patriarch to kill me here. Therefore, I also hope that the patriarch can discuss with me."

The patriarch paused, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then frowned: "But your realm is too high, if something suddenly happens to you, we can't stop you at all."

Nangong Yi lowered his brows, as if hesitating for a moment, then raised his head and smiled slightly: "I know what the patriarch is thinking, but I'm sorry I can't joke with you with my life, if you insist on confronting me head-on, spell out this Fate, I will rush out of here too."

These words immediately angered Xiao Shengjie who had already let down his vigilance, and sneered: "Lord Wu Zong, if you say that, I'm afraid I won't be able to talk to you properly."

Xiao Shengjie smiled coldly, and suddenly turned his head to look at the people around him, who nodded and attacked Nangong Yi.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside.

"Let me in! Patriarch! You let me in! This Lord Wu Zong is the one I saved! I have to explain this matter clearly!"

Xiao Wu's voice suddenly sounded outside the mansion, followed by a commotion outside.