Chapter 3870 Exposed
Pantheon.
In the square, people were all looking forward to it. Now that the end of the third round of Danhui is getting closer and closer, people want to know who has won the championship.
In the first two rounds, Yan Lege's score was five points higher than Xiao Fan's. In other words, unless Xiao Fan defeated Yan Lege or Yan Lege was eliminated early, Xiao Fan would have no chance of victory.
However, as the alchemy battle progressed, all the monks who were defeated by Xiao Fan lamented the horror of Xiao Fan's alchemy skills.
After hearing this, the monks from the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion became more and more curious about Xiao Fan's alchemy skills.
They have seen Yan Lege's alchemy skills before. Although he is only a top-grade holy master, he is a genuine four-star alchemist.
His success rate in refining four-star elixirs is not low, even that of the older generation of four-star alchemists is far inferior.
In the eyes of everyone, the champion of Danhui is almost none other than Yan Lege.
However, now that a dark horse has emerged, they are naturally very interested.
"It's true that we underestimated that kid. We didn't expect that his alchemy level was so good. If he hadn't given up the game in the second round, he would have won the championship."
"Yeah, he got a 70-point gap in the first round. In the second round, he can get a few dozen points no matter what. The championship is already in his bag."
"But the current Dan Society has a better understanding. Xiao Fan and Yan Lege not only represent themselves, but also represent the struggle between the left and right pavilion masters and the great elders."
"No matter who wins, our Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion will definitely have a new pavilion master. This is a good thing."
The monks around were talking unscrupulously, but their eyes were fixed on the location of the Ten Thousand Temples.
"There are only twelve people left out of two hundred and eight! Xiao Fan and Senior Brother Yan Lege both got forty points."
"No, you see, six more people have been eliminated, and they have won fifty points. Moreover, the two of them will meet soon."
Someone whispered, and sure enough, before he finished speaking, several figures woke up.
Once you wake up, you will be eliminated.
Now, only six people are still fighting, Xiao Fan and Yan Lege are two of them.
"Xiao Fan, you really didn't lie to me!" Uncle Lu's face was full of surprise.
However, at this moment, a figure flew quickly from a distance and landed not far from Lu Bohou.
"Why do you look so ugly?" The person who came was Zhang Wenjin, who was transformed by the Yin Beast of Creation. Uncle Lu saw that his face was not very good, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately.
"That boy has figured out our identities." The Yin Beast of Creation said through a message, its eyes with murderous intent staring coldly in the direction of the Temple of All Saints.
"What? Impossible!" Uncle Lu shouted coldly.
Before he finished speaking, two more figures flew towards him from a distance. When he saw one of the figures, Uncle Lu believed it without hesitation.
"The right pavilion listens to the order and takes him down!" A loud shout rang out in vain, instantly pulling back the thoughts of all the monks.
The crowd looked up at the sky in surprise, but they saw a scarred Zhang Wenjin staring at the square with an angry look on his face.
Everyone looked around, and the next moment they were all dumbfounded. There was also Zhang Wenjin standing there.
Two Zhang Wenjins?
"What's going on? How come there are two right pavilion masters?" The crowd's eyes lingered on Zhang Wenjin and the Yin Beast of Creation.
Not only do the two have the same appearance, but they also have almost the same temperament. How can everyone not be shocked by this?
Especially the monks in the Right Pavilion were completely at a loss when they heard Zhang Wenjin's words.
The Pavilion Master asked them to take down the Pavilion Master. What's going on?
"Listen to the right pavilion, this person is pretending to be me, take it down!" The Yin Beast suddenly shouted coldly and looked at Zhang Wenjin with a murderous look.
When the monks in the right pavilion heard this, they all looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing why.
"Left pavilion, listen to the order. This person dares to pretend to be the master of the right pavilion. He will be killed without mercy!" Lu Bohou suddenly roared.
The monks in the right pavilion didn't know how to choose, but the monks in the left pavilion had no scruples. They only had one pavilion master.
Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, a group of Zuoge monks jumped into the air and rushed toward Zhang Wenjin in the sky.
Zhang Wenjin's face changed slightly. He came very urgently, but he forgot that the Yin Yang Creation Beast not only impersonated him, but also impersonated Lu Bohou.
"How presumptuous!" Seeing that Zuoge monk was about to approach, Yan Baxuan, who had been silent all this time, became furious in vain, "Are you planning to rebel?"
As soon as these words came out, all the Zuoge monks who were attacking Zhang Wenjin stopped.
They can't bear the word "treason"!
After all, Yan Baxuan is the great elder of the Ten Thousand Saints Pavilion, and the Ten Thousand Saints Pavilion is the leader of the Ten Thousand Saints Medicine Pavilion. The two pavilions on the left and right are just protectors.
"Wansheng Pavilion listens to the order. If anyone from the left pavilion dares to touch Zhang Wenjin, I will kill him!" Yan Baxuan said fiercely.
He was able to deal with Lu Bohou and Zhang Wenjin on his own, which at least proved that he was not a soft persimmon, and that the Wansheng Pavilion was basically under his control.
Now that he has given the order, who dares to disobey his words easily?
There are only a few monks in the left and right pavilions. The monks in the Ten Thousand Saints Pavilion are the backbone of the Ten Thousand Saints Cloud Realm. This is one of the reasons why the Yin Yang Creation Beast is afraid of Yan Baxuan.
"Yin Yang Creation Beast, do you think that by controlling Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou, you can overthrow our Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion?" Yan Baxuan burst out laughing when he saw that the situation was under his control, and regained his previous confidence.
Yin-Yang creation beast?
As soon as these words came out, everyone changed their colors.
The suppression of Yin-Yang Creation Beasts in the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion is not only known to the senior officials. This is not a secret. Almost everyone in the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm knows it.
"Are Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou in front of us really yin-yang beasts of creation?" The crowd looked at Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou in shock.
Even the monks in the left and right pavilions looked at the two people with fearful expressions and instinctively stayed away from them.
"Yan Baxuan? You really know how to frame me!" However, the Yin-creation beast smiled contemptuously, "You are the Yin-Yang creation beast, but you are slandering us? Do you want to catch a thief?"
"What, the Great Elder is a beast created by yin and yang?" The crowd's expressions changed drastically, and they all stayed away from Zhang Wenjin and Yan Baxuan, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.
Yan Baxuan and Zhang Wenjin's expressions were extremely ugly. They did not expect that the Yin Beast of Creation would beat him up.
Well, now they don't have enough evidence to prove the other party's true identity.
"Now we are in trouble. The Ten Thousand Saints Cloud Realm is going to be in chaos." Yan Baxuan looked anxious. He did not want to be mistaken for a Yin-Yang creation beast.
"Are you sure you can catch the Yin Beast of Creation?" Zhang Wenjin said solemnly, "As long as Old Ghost Lu is rescued, their lies will be self-defeating."
"The yin and yang creation beasts are all top-grade Dharma masters, how can we entangle it?" Yan Baxuan looked helpless, and then said: "At most half a cup of tea!" "That's enough!" Zhang Wenjin looked determined, but his eyes were full of determination. Locked on "Lu Bohou".