Chapter 411 Fire Dragon Dagger

As Mr. Tong's voice fell, a beautiful woman came out from behind. The beautiful woman's face was cold, even colder than the woman brought by Elder Qi from the Huashan Sect. This woman was none other than Wen Ya.

The coldness of the two people is different. The coldness of the woman brought by Elder Qi is because she is unhappy and has a kind of coldness that resists others.

Wenya's coldness is the coldness that comes from her bones. After she saw through the world of mortals, hatred washed her whole being, and her coldness was her whole being.

However, since Wenya practiced the Art of Hatred, she has indeed become much more beautiful.

"Hey, who is she?" The third elder looked at Wenya in confusion. He had never seen Wenya before.

"She is my new disciple, Wen Ya. I haven't met your Uncle Qi and your Third Uncle yet." Mr. Tong said leisurely as he sat there.

"Hello, Master Qi, hello Third Master." Wen Ya bowed slightly to the two of them.

"Well, yes, the little girl is quite beautiful." Elder Qi praised. The male disciple behind him stared at Wen Ya. Elder Qi also noticed his disciple's state, but did not say anything. What.

"Thank you, Uncle Qi, for the compliment." Wen Ya said, but she still looked cold and did not smile.

"Okay, Third Brother, do you want to compete or not?" Tong Lao opened his mouth this time.

"Competition, of course it is a competition. I have brought three disciples today. You can have a wheel battle. As long as all three of them lose, then I lose." The third elder pointed at the three disciples he brought behind him. said.

He was very confident in his three disciples because they had competed with Tong Lao's disciples too many times and never lost.

"Third brother, how about we take some bets this time?" Tong Lao suddenly said.

Hearing the word "bet", the third elder was slightly startled. Mr. Tong actually said that he wanted to bet. This was a bit strange, because Mr. Tong had never defeated them at all. Now talking about placing a bet is like giving it away. This is obviously The behavior of a fool.

But is Mr. Tong a fool?

The third elder did not speak. He felt that there was something strange in it, but he couldn't tell where it was.

"Why, Third, are you afraid of losing?" Tong Lao said with a smile.

"Let's compete, whoever is afraid of whom." The third elder also became angry. How could he give in? Elder Qi is here. If he gave in, then this negotiation would be completely over.

Therefore, he must accept the challenge. Even if Tong Lao has any tricks, he believes that any tricks are useless in the face of absolute strength.

"Okay, then I will send one person here, and you can also choose one person. We will only compete for one game. I will use my magic glove as a bet, and you will use your fire dragon dagger as a bet. How about it?" Mr. Tong said. Looking at the third elder, he said very seriously.

"What?" The third elder stood up directly.

Looking at Mr. Tong with a puzzled face, he really couldn't understand why Mr. Tong asked for these two things as bets.

These two things are both pseudo-spiritual weapons.

"What? I can't afford to gamble. Forget it if I can't afford to gamble." Mr. Tong said very casually.

"Okay, I promise you." The third elder said through gritted teeth. The fire dragon dagger is his own weapon, just like Tong Lao's magic glove. It is a pseudo-spiritual weapon and is priceless.

boom!

Tong Lao directly threw his magic glove on the ground. Seeing Tong Lao's actions, the third elder also threw his fire dragon dagger on the ground.

"Wenya, it's up to you. If you win, the Fire Dragon Dagger will be yours." Mr. Tong glanced at Wenya and said.

"Thank you, Master." Wen Ya understood that this was a benefit Tong Lao gave her, and it was also to win her heart.

"You actually sent a newly recruited disciple to play?" The third elder looked at Tong Lao in confusion and asked. Wenya was definitely not from Shanyun Sect before, otherwise he would not know him. How could a newly recruited disciple be so strong? Woolen cloth.

This is simply like giving him the magic gloves for free.

"Qinglin, come on, remember not to hurt her life." The third elder waved to the eldest disciple behind him.

"Wenya, don't hurt his life, just break an arm and a leg." Tong Lao said, imitating the third elder.

"Humph, Second Elder, you are not afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing. You are comparing your new entry level to my chief disciple. Have you forgotten Qinglin's strength? Qinglin is at the late Xuan level." The third elder boasted that he was not only saying this for Elder Tong, but also for Elder Qi.

He was showing his strength to Elder Qi.

"My disciple is too talented. I don't know what her current strength is. I just want her to give Qinglin a try. However, she has a bad temper and is very aggressive. Please let Qinglin take care of her. "Tong Lao said provocatively.

"Second Elder, Qinglin also has a bad temper. If your female apprentice is crippled, don't blame him." The Third Elder said viciously.

Elder Qi and others on the side were watching the show.

"Master." The male disciple behind Elder Qi wanted to say something.

"I know what you mean, let's take a look first and then talk." Elder Qi saw through his disciple's thoughts, but he still planned to watch the show first.

Wenya and Qinglin came to the stage at the same time.

"Junior sister, don't blame senior brother for being ruthless." Qing Lin said and went straight to Wen Ya.

Wenya stood there motionless.

"Be careful!" the male disciple behind Elder Qi shouted hurriedly.

Elder Tong glanced at the male disciple and smiled slightly. He knew that his plan was half successful.

Just when Qinglin reached Wenya, he was stunned. He stood there motionless, as if his body was frozen there, and Wenya was also motionless.

"Qinglin, what are you doing?" the third elder shouted loudly.

Wenya's right hand slowly raised, pinched Qinglin's wrist hard, and then kicked Qinglin's leg with his right foot.

Click!

With two sounds, Qinglin's arms and legs were broken, and then Wenya punched Qinglin in the face, and Qinglin flew out of the ring.

The third elder was confused.

What a game this is.

Why didn't even he see what happened?

"Ah!" At this moment, Qinglin let out a scream.

"Qinglin, what happened just now?" The third elder hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Master, I don't know. Just now I felt a lot of hatred. The hatred from childhood to adulthood came out, and then I didn't know anything." Qinglin explained.

"Wenya, that fire dragon dagger is your exit gift from master. Are you satisfied with it?" Mr. Tong looked at Wenya and asked.

"Thank you Master." Wen Ya said respectfully. Looking at the fire dragon dagger in his hand, Wen Ya clenched his fist and said in his heart: "Xia Tian, ​​wait for me, I will kill you with my own hands."