Chapter 791 Martial Arts Performances of Various Sects (Part 3)

"Field A, the drunken monk of Feihu Mountain versus the corpse-driving sect Li Debiao."

Hearing this, Bai Yu's expression lifted.

I didn't expect that the first match would be Feihu Mountain versus the corpse-driving sect.

Li Debiao shouted:

"Okay, okay, I ran into my old enemy today, watch me beat this drunken monk."

Without saying a word, he leaped into the fighting field.

This fighting field is extremely wide, a huge cenote of dozens of miles.

On the surrounding stone walls, there are circles of seats carved out.

Bai Yu brought Lao Mo to the fighting field to cheer for Li Debiao.

The old rules, benches, melon seeds and herbal tea.

Eat melons and watch the show, let's go!

This time, there is also a little tail, Liu Yiyi.

In the field, Li Debiao couldn't wait to show his weapon - two black iron whips.

He is now more than two feet tall, and the two iron whips in his hands are called whips, but in fact they are as thick as pillars and as long as two people.

The man opposite was no less powerful, only a head shorter than Li Debiao, with a shiny bald head and naked upper body.

He carried a copper stick on his shoulder, with a wine gourd hanging on one end of the stick.

This man was none other than the 12th leader of Feihu Mountain, the famous monk who drank meat and ate meat.

Both of them were powerful men in the late stage of human immortality, with a domineering and violent aura, and neither of them was willing to be weaker.

An elder of the Star Hall stood with his hands behind his back and read out the rules:

"Once you enter the martial arts arena, you are responsible for your own life and death."

"If one side dies, surrenders, or is knocked out of the martial arts arena, it will be over."

"The martial arts performance ends!"

After saying that, he flew straight into the sky and shouted:

"The martial arts performance begins!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Debiao and the monk who drank meat and ate meat jumped up at the same time.

Li Debiao roared:

"The Divine Martial Thunder Whip!"

His body size doubled again, and the long whip in his hand was full of thunder and lightning, and he smashed it down towards the monk who drank meat and ate meat.

The drunken monk was not afraid at all, and went straight up with the copper stick.

"Demon Ape Cloak Stick!"

He was like a golden-haired giant ape, swinging the long stick to create afterimages, and blasting from all directions.

"Dang" "Dang" "Dang——"

A series of metal-iron collision sounds came, and the air waves rolled in the field, and cracks appeared on the ground.

Both sides were gifted, and they were both on the path of body training, and the most intense melee broke out in an instant.

"Thunder Lord Destroys Demons!"

"King Kong is Invincible!"

"Demon Ape Makes Trouble in the Sea!"

Li Debiao's body was shining with lightning, like the Thunder God descending to the earth, and he fought with a desperate style.

The drunken monk was not much behind, almost turning into a golden demon ape, and his moves were fierce and unmatched.

Outside the field, Bai Yu was amazed.

"What a powerful body-building technique, worthy of being the seeded player of both sides."

"This kind of strong physique, even I would be terrified to see it, it would take at least three moves to solve it."

Such a fierce battle in the field soon attracted a crowd of onlookers.

A group of bare-chested men from Feihu Mountain roared like thunder.

"Drunkard monk, be more alert!"

"Good job!"

"Don't lose points!"

"Fuck, let the bastards of the corpse-driving sect see how powerful the men of Feihu Mountain are!"

The Feihu Mountain side's voices were higher and higher, suppressing the voices of the onlookers.

So much so that the drunk monk in the field was even more excited, drinking several kilograms of fine wine in one gulp, and dancing with the copper stick was so crowded that it was impossible to get through!

Li Debiao was careless and was hit hard by several sticks, screaming in pain.

Outside the field, Bai Yu saw that the momentum of the corpse-driving sect was suppressed, how could he bear it?

"Lao Mo, get on with the weapon!"

Lao Mo pulled out a banner without saying a word.

"The Corpse Driving Sect will win!"

Bai Yu and Liu Yiyi, one played the suona, the other beat the gong.

There were also a bunch of paper figures around, shouting loudly.

"Come on, Senior Brother De Biao!"

"My friend De Biao, you have the appearance of an emperor!"

"The wind is rising, the clouds are flying, Biaozi is so fierce, fuck his mother."

"Woof woof woof~"

When the suona sounded, the parents raised him in vain.

No matter how the bandits of Feihu Mountain shouted, they could not suppress the penetrating sound of the suona.

This battle lasted for a whole day, from morning to late at night.

Li De Biao became more and more courageous, and he was wounded more than ten times, but he became more ferocious.

The fearless fighting body was born for fighting, and later, it was almost completely exchanging injuries.

In the end, he roared, and the black iron whip in his hand turned into two thunder dragons, and blasted the drunken monk out of the fighting field.

"Number 2, Li Debiao of the Corpse Driving Sect wins!"

Soon, the disciples of the Corpse Driving Sect all around cheered.

Everyone was proud of it and rushed up to surround Li Debiao.

Some of his fellow disciples bandaged and healed Li Debiao spontaneously.

At the end, everyone worked together to throw Li Debiao into the sky to celebrate.

And the people of Feihu Mountain were furious.

The sixth leader Feng Leihu came, not only did not comfort the monk, but kicked him hard and made him spit blood.

"Fuck you, you useless guy, you started off badly, what's the use of you?"

The monk didn't dare to talk back, but just stood up and bandaged himself silently.

Soon, everyone dispersed, and the second martial arts performance in the No. 1 field began.

Bai Yu stuffed Lao Li with a few bottles of elixirs to restore his vitality, and then took Lao Mo to other martial arts fields to watch the battle.

Those who can come to participate in the martial arts performance are by no means weak, at least they are virtual immortals.

The monks of various sects showed their magical powers and fought fiercely.

For example, the disciples of the Red Flame Sect are famous for their divine fire, and all kinds of magic weapons are endless.

The Ghost Cave is full of gloomy winds, and there are ghost cultivators in the water, who appear and disappear mysteriously and are extremely difficult to deal with.

If the disciples of the sects that already have a grudge against each other run into each other, they will use all kinds of means and wish to tear the enemy to pieces.

Bai Yu remained calm and memorized the information one by one.

He also had a general grasp of the tactics of each sect.

At this moment, a clear shout spread all over the four directions.

"Yinhao Stage, the third match, No. 97 Yin Xiaoqing of Xingchen Hall, vs. No. 98 Bai Yu of the Corpse Driving Sect!"

Bai Yu was very excited, and it was finally his turn.

"Brother, you must do your best."

Liu Yiyi pulled Bai Yu's sleeve to cheer him up.

Bai Yu smiled faintly, touched Liu Yiyi's little head, and flew into the Yinhao martial arts arena.

On the opposite side, a handsome young man bowed to him:

"Brother Bai, please, swords and guns have no eyes, if I offend you, please don't blame me."

Bai Yu bowed:

"Okay, okay."

The referee of this complicated match is Xiu Ning Zhenren of Shuiyue Sect.

She smiled slightly and said:

"You two are quite polite. I think I don't need to explain the rules of martial arts performance."

"If there is no objection, then let's start!"

Both of them said they were ready, so Xiu Ning flew out of the field and shouted to start.

Yin Xiaoqing said nothing and pulled back to keep a distance. At the same time, he raised six formation flags and set up a formation to protect himself.

The monks of the Star Hall mainly practiced star magic. The spellcasting was relatively cumbersome, but once it was activated, the power was amazing.

Yin Xiaoqing made up his mind to defend first and then attack until he finished casting the spell.

He raised his hands high, and a blue star appeared above his head. It was the life star made from collecting asteroids from outside the domain!

The blue star rumbled and turned, and the light became more and more dazzling.

With the blue star as the center, there were dozens of small stars circling, forming a galaxy!

After the star method was activated, Zuo Xiaoqing felt relieved and looked at Bai Yu.

The next moment, he cried out in surprise!

"What the hell! What the hell is this?"