Chapter 201 I Admit Defeat

A top genius in Shura Palace was destroyed like this!

The crowd was a little dazed, how strong is the white-haired man, and who is he?

Logically speaking, it is impossible for such a strong man to be unknown, and everyone must know about it.

Moreover, they found that the white-haired man hadn't even looked at Min Yang's body from the beginning to the end, and his face was extremely calm, as if he had done a very ordinary thing.

The two red-clothed youths who carried Min Ho forward were stunned for a moment, as if their butts were on fire, fearing that they would be implicated, they jumped off the high platform, blended into the crowd, and disappeared.

"A guy who is overconfident, he will only be willing to lose his own life."

The little guy shook his head, then looked at Ye Tian with ill intentions, and said lightly: "Boy, you are so intent on fighting that you are about to startle the little birds, do you want to come up and fight Frog Lord?"

"A talking monster?"

Seeing this, the crowd was surprised and puzzled, but what surprised everyone the most was that the object the little beast was looking at was Ye Tian, ​​King Yama!

Yan Luo Wang Yetian has long been a myth in the Shura Palace. In the eyes of the Shura Palace disciples, he is a god-like existence.

A few years ago, a murderous man, relying on being the disciple of the Seven Venerables, was lawless, domineering and domineering, and caused disasters.

In the end, for unknown reasons, Ye Tian made a strong move, and even beheaded this person in one move in front of the Seven Venerables. Since then, his reputation has spread far and wide, and no one dares to offend him. They will avoid him when they see him stay away!

However, at this moment, a small beast the size of a fist actually provoked the King Yama in full view.

What everyone didn't expect the most was that King Yan Luo was not angry, but responded in shock.

"I'm not your opponent!" Ye Tian squeezed out a stiff smile on his stern face.

"Boring." The little guy shook his head, suddenly looked at the young master of Shura Hall, his eyes lit up, and said, "Li Tian, ​​why don't you come and fight Frog Lord?"

Li Tian shook his head and refused decisively.

"Don't look at me, I'm not interested in you." Seeing the little guy looking at him again, Di Tian smiled faintly to express his heart.

Although they couldn't see the real strength of the little guy, just the breath of it gave them a feeling of trepidation, so it's better not to ask for trouble.

The most important thing is that they are well aware of the shamelessness of the little beast, and if they get stuck, they will definitely not be able to get away without bleeding.

"Oh, please don't have any opponents. Master Frog is really talented, invincible in the universe, and lonely like snow!" the little guy Yangtian sighed, but he looked so proud that Ditian and the others couldn't help but laugh.

Shan Youde smiled and said: "Little guy, do you know that if you pretend to be aggressive, you will be struck by lightning."

"Hmph, fatty, are you looking for death?"

The little guy's eyes lit up, as if he had found a fun toy, the little paw grabbed it in the air, and a golden wave surged out, Shan Youde suddenly changed color, he stepped forward, and was about to escape, but it was too late, and he was directly caught by the golden wave Bind and roll to the high platform.

"So powerful!"

The crowd turned pale with shock. Brother Shan, one of the ten masters of Shura, had no power to resist under the hands of the little beast, just like a little chicken. This is unbelievable!

Even Ditian and the others had their pupils restrained and looked very serious. Obviously, the little guy's strength far exceeded their expectations.

"Fatty, what did you just say?" the little guy said unkindly.

Shan Youde's fat face twitched, and he hurriedly said: "Little ancestor, I was wrong, please forgive me this time."

"No, you seriously hurt Frog Master's young heart. If you want me to forgive you, you must make up for Frog Master!"

Hearing this, Shan Youde's fat face suddenly twitched wildly, his intestines were green with regret, why did he have no heart and no eyes, and provoke this little devil in the world, this is a big loss.

"Hurry up, or Frog Lord will chop you up and make pork buns." The little guy threatened.

"You always laugh at me!"

Shocked all over, Shan Youde hurriedly took out the mustard seed bag and offered it with both hands, but when the little guy took it, he refused to let go, and finally he was willing to obediently let go under the little guy's verbal threats.

A group of Asura disciples didn't go up to help, they all looked at Fatty sympathetically, it's not good to offend anyone, but to offend this little thing, doesn't he know that the little beast is so shameless that even the Twelve Great Respects are speechless ?

"Well, you are wise, I will spare you once today, I hope there will be no next time." The little guy happily took the mustard bag as his own, without even looking at it, and put it in his little treasure house.

"Little bastard, don't fall into the hands of the fat man in the future, heh heh, I'll make you double the repayment."

This is all the savings of the past few years, and now it was all in vain, and it was all robbed by the little bastard. The fat man was in pain, heartache and body pain, cursing in his heart, thinking about how to get justice.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with a good idea. In the face of overwhelming strength, all the plots were nothing, and the fat man felt powerless!

The little guy grinned, and patted the fat on the fat man's face: "Don't worry, Master Frog won't treat you badly. In the future, if you mess with me and someone bullies you, come to me, and Master Frog will make the decision for you."

"Really?" Fatty's eyes lit up.

"Of course, what Master Frog said is just the water that was thrown out, and he will never lie to you."

At this time, Fatty felt better. It was worth it to exchange a bag of wealth for a strong backer.

Wutian shook his head speechlessly, stepped forward a few steps, cupped his hands and said: "Everyone, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come here without any problems!"

"Yeah, time flies so fast. Nine years have passed in a flash, and brother Wu's strength has improved again. Little brother can't catch up!" Xu Yan clasped his hands.

"Brother Wu, I didn't expect you to make such a big commotion as soon as you appeared. It's really a blockbuster!" The burly man laughed.

"Four seasons reincarnate, time flies, and the past should be washed away, but Wutian, after nearly ten years of precipitation, is still immersed in the pain of Chu Yiyan's passing. When will you get out of the past and face the past? new life."

Zhang Ting's figure was graceful and magnificent, but when he looked at Wutian, there was a touch of disappointment in his beautiful eyes, and an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Wutian scanned these people one by one, and was filled with emotion for a moment. The former boy has now become a young hero, and the former girl has also become slim, graceful and beautiful.

"Hey! Why do I feel that these words have a sour taste?" Wu Feng said in a strange way.

Zhang Tingqiong wrinkled her nose, and said coquettishly: "Wu Feng, what nonsense are you talking about, my lady and Wutian only have a deep hatred, there is no such thing as you say... say..."

"Did I say anything? It seems like I didn't say anything, or do you have something in your heart to say, but you dare not say it because of our presence?" Wu Feng teased.

Seeing such a scene, Wutian felt a little warm in his heart, at least it proved that he is not alone, there are still people in the world who silently care about him.

"Wutian, welcome back!"

Lan Miaomiao, who was timid back then, stepped forward and stretched out her jade arms at this moment, gently embracing Wutian. She has blue hair shawl, exquisite figure, skin like creamy fat, and she can be called a peerless beauty.

"Zhang Ting, have you seen it, have you seen it, this is the true temperament, dare to love and hate, unlike you, who is timid, has love hidden in his heart, and dare not release it." After finishing speaking, Wu Feng showed a confused face. Crazy, murmured: "But I'm really envious! When can Miaomiao give me a hug, it would be great!"

"Go to hell!" Zhang Ting kicked Wu Feng's ass directly, and fell to the ground on the spot.

Lan Miaomiao, Zhang Ting and the others all looked like immortals, with thousands of charms. They were the goddesses in the minds of all Shura disciples. Seeing the goddess embrace Wutian at this moment, to be honest, they were somewhat envious and jealous.

Wutian gently pushed the woman in his arms away, and said with a light smile, "Thank you!"

"Life is full of white clouds, how many vicissitudes and tears are taken away, life is short, sweat and tears are shed, and how many past events and memories are deposited", Ditian sighed, and then smiled: "Welcome back".

"Thank you." Wutian smiled, and cupped his hands to all Shura disciples, "Thank you everyone!"

"So they know each other!"

"It seems that the white-haired man has a high prestige in the palace!"

At this moment, everyone understood that it turned out that the disciples of Shura appeared together not because of the popularity of Senior Brother Shan, but because they came to welcome this white-haired man, which made them even more puzzled, who is this man?

It is absolutely extraordinary that the disciples of Shura can gather together to welcome each other.

"Brother, who is that white-haired man?"

Someone asked Shura's disciples for advice, and after some digging, he finally found out Wutian's identity and his glorious achievements in the past.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, and soon all the disciples present will know.

"I didn't expect that he was the white-haired Shura nine years ago, and I was talking to him just now!"

"Yeah, at that time I thought he was a new disciple, so he has a lot of background!"

Several boys and girls stared at Wutian on the stage, as if looking at an idol. These people were just the few teenagers Wutian met halfway before.

"Shua!"

Ye Tian's figure flashed and landed on the high platform, his eyes were bright and aggressive, and he said in a deep voice, "Wutian, nine years ago, you promised to fight me, shouldn't you fulfill your promise today?"

Wutian nodded.

As soon as they heard that they were going to fight, the eyes of the crowd gathered again. One was Shura and the other was Yan Luo. Both of them were strong men of the same era. The battle process was bound to be very exciting.

Moreover, watching the battles of the strong, understanding the formulas, or the realm of cultivation is also of great benefit.

"Okay, let's get started!" Ye Tian couldn't wait, and immediately took an attacking stance.

"Wait!"

"Huh?" Ye Tian frowned, with a hint of displeasure evident on his face.

Wutian said: "I have self-knowledge. In terms of combat power, I am definitely not as good as you now. How about we change the way of fighting?"

"Another way?"

Ye Tian was taken aback for a moment, pondered for a while, and said, "Say it."

Wutian smiled faintly, and with a wave of his arm, a forbidden talisman flew out from the sleeve cage, suspended above the high platform, and pieces of purple light curtains gushed out, covering the place.

"As long as you can get out of it, you will win this competition."

Ye Tian wondered: "Eighth-level restriction, lock one party?!"

Wutian nodded.

Ye Tian's complexion changed, cloudy and sunny, and he was silent for a long time before he said weakly: "There's no need to compare, I admit defeat."