Dark Beast Summoner

"It's just a challenge match, you guys are too ruthless!"

Facing the aggressiveness of the disciples of the Dragon Tooth Sect, Tang Wen frowned and said unhappily.

"Oh, I don't know what's wrong! Our senior brother is asking you to withdraw from the competition, so you don't have to die?" The fat disciple of the Longya School sneered and sarcastically said.

"With your low strength, you dare to provoke our Dragon Tooth Sect. I really don't know who gave you the courage!"

"Competing with your Qingyun Sword Sect is an insult to our Dragon Tooth Sect!"

"The acquaintances will immediately kneel and surrender when they come to the stage. Maybe our senior brother is willing to let you go!"

"Don't look at your own strength, the dog's guts are still so fat!"

Disciple of the Longya Sect, you sneered at every word.

From the beginning to the end, the disciples of their Dragon Tooth Sect have a high attitude, because they don't look down on their Qingyun Jianzong disciples, and they don't regard them as opponents at all.

They felt that being challenged by Qingyun Jianzong was a shame to be laughed at.

If the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect could kneel and surrender, it would not be so difficult to accept. After all, this Wushuang is quite famous. In the eyes of the public, if she can kneel and surrender, they must also have a lot of face in the Dragon Tooth Sect.

"What are you guys, you dare to ask us to kneel down and surrender!" Cang Yang shouted coldly, showing no weakness.

"The disciples of the Dragon Tooth Sect will also use their tongues. Junior Brother Cang, Junior Brother Tang, you must know that the dog that bites does not bark, they must not have the ability."

Mu Wushuang looked away carelessly, not even bothering to look at this group of people again, polluting her eyes.

"How dare you call us dogs?" The fat man couldn't believe it. Not only did they surrender and beg for mercy without fear, but they even dared to call them!

"Why are there dogs barking?"

Mu Wushuang scratched his ears in disgust, "I hate dog barking the most."

Junior Brother Tang Wen burst out laughing.

Senior Sister's irritating kung fu is called first-class.

Seeing those people's faces full of livid, eager to eat people's eyes, he felt particularly relieved.

"Okay, you wait for us. If we don't torture you to death on the field today, we are not disciples of the Dragon Tooth Sect!"

Liu Tong, the senior elder brother of the Longya School with an aquiline nose, pointed at Mu Wushuang and the three with a stern face and let go of his harsh words.

Then flick your sleeves and leave.

"Dogs always like to bark, juniors, we'll beat the drowning dogs hard later."

Hearing the cold female voice from behind, Liu Tongtong's popularity was about to ignite spontaneously.

When Liu Tong and others disappeared from sight, Mu Wushuang put away his lazy expression and took out a few bottles of medicinal pills from the storage ring.

"There are Xiao Huan Dan, Healing Pill, and Blood Returning Pill here. Junior Brother, you should take both of them in case you need it. Their senior brother, the fat man, and the dwarf are all in the middle stage of the Spirit King Realm. It's an early cultivation level, but it looks like it's already advanced, so it shouldn't be underestimated, especially Junior Brother Tang, you have to be more careful. I have a defensive spiritual tool here, I'll borrow it from you first, if the opponent is too strong, you just admit defeat , don't force it."

With that said, Mu Wushuang took the Lingxian umbrella that Long Moshen had photographed yesterday and gave her to Junior Brother Tang.

"Forehead……"

Looking at the very feminine umbrella in front of him, Tang Wen wanted to refuse.

Moreover, this was given to her by the powerful man from Senior Sister. When he thought of that man's indifferent eyes when looking at people other than Senior Sister and Xiao Xuanxi, his legs softened.

"Forget it... Forget it, Senior Sister, I'm really no match, so I'll admit defeat immediately. You should keep this unparalleled spiritual weapon for yourself."

Tang Wen said that compared with the disciples of the Dragon Tooth Sect, he still felt that the men of the elder sister were more terrifying.

"Fine."

Mu Wushuang put away the fairy umbrella.

Junior Brother Tang conceded defeat, along with her and Junior Brother Cang.

As long as two of the three win, they will win.

Although she is only at the peak of the Spirit Master Realm, she has already stepped into the Spirit King Realm and can advance at any time. She has slaying swordsmanship, and she is not afraid of the disciples of the Dragon Tooth Sect.

And Junior Brother Cang's cultivation base is very stable and his strength is very strong. After all, he is Tian Linggen's aptitude, even if he enters the big sect as an inner disciple, she has great confidence in Junior Brother Cang.

If she didn't have confidence, she wouldn't pick Dragon Tooth to challenge her.

The hour has come, and the game has begun.

The person who presided over this game turned out to be an elder of the Guiyuan Sect, named Huang Yongliang, the elder Huang, who was the peak owner of one of the twelve peaks in the inner door. He was similar in age to the elder Changdong of the Light God Sect, and he was also very old-fashioned. . At the same time, Elder Huang is also the chief referee of the abbot of the seven-liu sect and the six-liu sect.

"The rules of this challenge match the rules of the previous competition. The challenger and the challenged sect each send three of the best disciples. If one side has two disciples to win, it will be the winner."

Elder Huang is obviously not interested in this kind of small game, and he is too lazy to re-enact the rules of the game.

However, this format is the most simple and rude, and it can end the game quickly without wasting everyone's time.

"In the first game, the Crimson Gang of the Eight Streams Sect challenged the Shenmeng Mountain of the Seven Streams Sect!"

Elder Huang called two sects, and three disciples from these two sects rushed to the stage.

However, as soon as they played, one could see the disparity in strength between the two sects.

All the disciples in Shenmeng Mountain were in the middle stage of the Spirit King Realm, while the Crimson Gang had only one disciple in the early stage of the Spirit King Realm, and it was Wang Xuan who won the eighth sect competition last time.

So, the result of this game is obvious.

However, in just three sticks of incense, the three disciples of the Crimson Gang were all defeated, and Shenmengshan, with its own strength, kept their reputation and dignity as the Seven Streams Sect.

The disciples of the Crimson Gang were very disappointed, but fortunately, the three Wang Xuan were not seriously injured, and there is still a chance next year.

"In the second game, the Qingyun Sword Sect of the Nine Streams Sect challenges the Dragon Tooth Sect of the Seven Streams Sect!"

Under the loud voice of Elder Huang, Mu Wushuang, Cangyang, Tangwen and the others lifted their feet and walked up.

"Interesting, it's the first time in so many years that the Nine Streams Sect has challenged the Seven Streams!"

"Will the Wushuang of Qingyun Jianzong play? I came here on purpose today to see her!"

"Look! Is that the peerless of Qingyun Jianzong!"

"I'm going! I see fairies!"

"Okay... so beautiful! Suck! Please don't ask me why I'm drooling! I'm not a lunatic!"

"It is suspected that the fairy came down to earth, and the beautiful eyes flowed through the ages! Unparalleled and unparalleled, it is truly unparalleled in the world!"

"What is the beauty of the Eastern Regions, I don't think she is half as beautiful! When I look back, I will burn Jiang Xinyu's picture scroll! Replace it with a peerless one!"

The young male disciples in the stands opened their eyes wide and exclaimed loudly.

A few young spiritual practitioners who were good at painting instantly lifted their brushes, and in just a few breaths, they drew the stunningly beautiful woman in the field into the painting. See you in real life!