Chapter 672 The Sword of Tenderness

"Sister Qingcheng, do you believe in him so much? The strength of the next four sects is not at the same level as the previous sects!" Dan'er fluttered his big eyes and looked at Chu Qingcheng and laughed.

With a smirk, Chu Qingcheng looked indifferent, and said quietly: "He is a person who can create miracles. As long as he wants to do, nothing is impossible. I have always believed in this!"

Looking deeply at Chu Qingcheng, the people around them all stunned, looked at each other, and laughed ambiguously. Only Xuan Shaoyu, with a terrifyingly gloomy expression on his face, groaned, but did not make a sound!

call out!

There was a sound of breaking the air, and the figure of the judge elder appeared on the central high platform again, and then the Shuanglong Supreme fell to the highest place to watch the battle. After everyone saw the ceremony, the judge elder shouted again: "Moce Zong and the sword Shenzong, two disciples enter!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two men and horses walked in slowly. The first person in the Sword God Sect was its leader, Wen Tao, but at this moment, his expression was no longer as casual and relaxed as usual, but instead showed a deep solemnity and solemnity.

The person headed by Moce Sect is naturally Zhuo Fan, but today there are only nine people in Moce Sect, and Green Scorpion is absent. Seeing this, everyone understood in their hearts that the man was seriously injured yesterday and could no longer fight.

The disciples of both sides came to the stage, and after the judge elders glanced at each other, they turned their heads to Zhuo Fan, and said solemnly: "Today, there are only nine people in the Moce Sect, which is really disadvantageous in numbers. Is there a substitute?"

"Thank you for the kindness of the elders, my Moce Sect disciples are not very good, even if there is one less person to participate in the battle, the battle is still the same!" Bending his body and clasping his fists, Zhuo Fan said in a loud voice, showing a heroic spirit, and let the one in the stand stand. The audience nodded secretly in admiration.

The elder judge also nodded his head happily and turned to look in the direction of Wen Tao to see what they meant.

Unconsciously chuckling, Wen Tao clasped his fists towards the judge elder, the disciples of Moce Sect, and the audience in turn, showing a frank smile: "It's not that my Sword God Sect wants to take advantage of this Moce Sect today, it's because the opponent is too strong, We have to pay attention to it, and we can't afford it. Not to mention that they are only missing one person, even if they are missing nine people, and only Brother Zhuo is on the field, we have to be ten people together, and we must be cautious and serious before we can fight the enemy. So...hehehe, Brother Zhuo, you have to be merciful for a while!"

"Where, brother Wen is polite!"

Zhuo Fan also cupped his hands, his eyes flashed brightly, and he nodded secretly in his heart.

This Wen Tao is indeed a person with all sides and exquisiteness. Just after he said something, he is neither arrogant as a villain, nor weak and weak, but has a sense of humility and fortitude. And unassuming. Let everyone who hears this remark feel more cordial and respectful, although not awe-inspiring.

The Sword of Tenderness is indeed well-deserved, with a combination of hardness and softness, exquisitely carved!

"Okay, since neither side has any objections, let's start!" The judge elder glanced at both sides, then waved his hands and shouted: "Open the barrier, the last game of the Middle Three Sects Challenge, Moce Zong vs. Sword God Zong, start!"

Whizzing!

The two old gatekeepers reappeared on the battle platform, and then opened the passage to the valley with their hands.

Wen Tao chuckled lightly and made a gesture of invitation, very polite: "Brother Zhuo, please!"

"Brother Wen, you're welcome, please!" Zhuo Fan also returned the salute with a light smile, and then moved forward side by side, slowly disappearing into the white halo.

Seeing this scene, the audience all nodded their heads in unison, and thought to themselves, it seems that this Demon Sect is not ruthless towards everyone, at least when it comes to Demon Soul Sect and Sword God Sect, the two are different. In the sect of Taoism, they behaved very friendly!

It seems that Xingzong was brutally abused by others that day, and in the final analysis, it was their own fault. He's really crazy, since you don't give people face, why should people give you face?

For a time, people also had a little understanding of the temperament of the major sects. The Demon Soul Sect is happy with grievances, the Sword God Sect is courteous and courteous, but the Demon Cesect has clear grievances. As for that day's sect...

Turning his head and looking at the distance, where there are only two people left, Tianxingzong, seeing Ren Cong's resentful eyes, staring fiercely in Zhuo Fan's direction, everyone pouted in disdain.

Damn it, pretending to be struck by lightning, you deserve it!

Suddenly, everyone began to have a choice in their hearts. If the position of the nine sects changed this time, some powerful empires could take the initiative to invite a certain sect to settle in.

And the interests there are naturally relatively higher!

In this battle, although Mocezong's atrocities against Tianxingzong initially aroused everyone's disgust, but as the heroic feelings of Mocezong in the last two games infected everyone present, people's impression of Mocezong changed. a lot of.

On the contrary, the previous disgust was naturally transferred to Tianxingzong. People have now begun to think that the destruction of Tianxingzong must have been caused by himself. Who made him so arrogant in the first place?

Small belly chicken intestines and pretending to force the bottomless sect, the most fucking difficult to serve!

As a result, the major financial masters present have included Tianxingzong in the list of the most unseen sects, unless there is no way to accept it. Otherwise, if you kill him, you will not accept such a sect into the empire!

Seemingly feeling the eyes full of contempt and sneer from the surroundings, Ren Cong glared at everyone fiercely, until they were all scared back, and then he gritted his teeth and continued to stare in the direction where Zhuo Fan disappeared.

It stands to reason that he is the victim, how could he end up suffering instead?

To everyone's contempt, is there any justice in this world?

That elder Qi also sat there with a sullen expression, his face was terrifyingly gloomy!

However, at this moment, a slightly weak voice suddenly resounded in their ears: "Elder Qi, Young Master Ren, the tutor has a message to invite the two to bring it to Sect Master Ren, I wonder if we can take a step to discuss it? "

"Who are you?"

They couldn't help but stunned, the two turned their heads to look, but saw a figure wrapped in black robes, shaking his body tremblingly in front of them, he seemed to be quite weak, and it would collapse when the wind blew.

His head was so low that no one could see his appearance, but when he raised his head to reveal his pale cheeks, the two of them couldn't help being surprised and murmured. The voice: "Green Scorpion, how is it you?"

On the other hand, after Zhuo Fan and others came to the small valley again, as before, Zhuo Fan took the lead and jumped back, looked at Wen Tao and others and said with a smile: "It's still that sentence..."

"Who will have fun with me!"

However, before Zhuo Fan finished speaking, Wen Tao chuckled and said, "I knew you would be like this, so I was ready to pass the heavy blockade of your eight guards!"

eight?

Brows raised unconsciously, Zhuo Fan sneered unwittingly: "You are a powerhouse of transforming emptiness, and if you can fight against you, there are only six of me here, and the other one is not injured, only five, how can there be eight? Can you say? Besides, your ten disciples are all masters of virtual transformation, you don't have to take action, you can easily pass them!"

"Hehehe... That's not possible. Since it's the test set by Brother Zhuo, I naturally have to pass the test myself, and relying on the help of the junior brothers to pass the test, won't I be able to get into the eyes of Brother Zhuo?" Wen Tao chuckled softly. Indisputable.

The remaining nine disciples of the Sword God Sect, including Xie Tianshang, also nodded slightly, took a step back, and looked forward solemnly, as if showing their determination to never intervene!

His pupils couldn't help shrinking, Qi Changlong was furious when he saw this, and shouted: "Wen Tao, do you mean to deal with the eight of us together with the power of one person? Hmph, arrogant, even if you are Hua Xu Four-level masters, but we also have two virtual transformation three-level powerhouses here, as well as a virtual transformation second-level master and two virtual transformation masters, five people join forces, even you may not be able to match us!"

"Oh, not necessarily!"

Without realizing it, Wen Tao let out a sneer, and Wen Tao was noncommittal: "The gap between cultivation bases sometimes does not represent the gap between strengths. Brother Zhuo should be the best example of this, and there is a reverse gap! It's one level of cultivation, but I'm afraid it's more than that in terms of strength, hehehe..."

Accompanied by a wanton laugh, Wen Tao stepped lightly on his feet and rushed forward abruptly, laughing while rushing back: "Brother Zhuo, you are going to shoot soon, warm up now, don't After a while of panic, it was too late to take action and fell into passive!"

"How dare you, do you think we are just paper, can you rush to Butler Zhuo so quickly?"

He couldn't help but snorted, Qi Changlong immediately formed a seal, and suddenly, a giant khaki-yellow seal with a height of several dozen meters suddenly appeared on top of his head.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Wen Tao didn't care at all, his eyes narrowed, his fingers closed, and he immediately pointed forward.

call out!

A sword beam flew straight out of the body, and hit the big seal with a bang. Immediately, the big seal was hit and flew out. It turned in the air for half a circle, disappeared, and returned to Qi Changlong's body.

His body couldn't help shaking, Qi Changlong snorted and spit out a mouthful of red blood, and fell to the ground in a sluggish manner, unable to stand up again.

What, how is this possible, just one move...

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and everyone was shocked when they saw this, full of disbelief. Among them, besides Zhuo Fan, Qi Changlong is the strongest.

But he never imagined that he was only one level apart from this Wen Tao in cultivation, and he even released his soul, but he was beaten by one move, and he didn't even release his soul.

The difference between them is really incalculable!

Suddenly, everyone looked at Wen Tao's face, and all became solemn. Even Zhuo Fan looked at him deeply, but he was not worried, but showed a strange smile with joy...