It was another disastrous defeat. In the last round, the disciples of the temple had actually reached the bottom limit. They had to work hard to advance. In fact, they were barely able to advance. However, entering the quarter-finals of the same level, they had obviously reached their limit.

When the difference in strength is too great, willpower has no effect.

In fact, Zhang Xiaojiang is ready at this time, and it is enough to be able to fight to this point.

Who would have thought that the little fat man who knew how to fool around back then could now stand on the highest stage in the world of cultivation and fight against the powerful dragon clan?

At this time, the four small thousand worlds are the Holy Church.

As the sect with the most players entering the quarterfinals, the Holy Church has also set up a huge teleportation array, hoping to witness a miracle.

But at this time, the temple was quiet. Although they had created a miracle, these young disciples saw that they were really defeated. Their opponents were too powerful. Although they were already very powerful, failure was still a failure.

If the Holy Church wants to stand among the strong, it cannot be just Wang Meng, there must be someone else who stands up.

But this person would be anyone, not this fat man who thinks about how to be lazy all day long.

Zhang Xiaojiang is really not stubborn, he hides desperately, and keeps hiding. This is undoubtedly the most hated opponent of the Dragon Clan. The fat man is not as fast as the Zilong, but he is really well trained in instant dodge. The Eye of Truth attack cannot, but

When defending, he can always avoid vital points. Not to mention, even the purple dragon's attack cannot be hidden from the Eye of Truth.

What shouldn't be a fierce fight turned out to be a fierce fight.

Zhang Xiaojiang was extremely embarrassed. Almost every attack he made was rolling and crawling, and there were some injuries on his body. Zilong's anger was also getting bigger and bigger. Regarding Tianlong's matter, plus he originally wanted to win this decisively.

However, the Dragon Clan didn't like it when they got into such a stupid battle.

bass……

Light flashed, and there was a sword in Zilong's hand, the Dragon Clan's sword. The Dragon Clan likes to collect treasures, and something that the Dragon Clan can acquire must be of the treasure level.

boom……

Under the urging of the dragon's power, the sword energy soared into the sky. With one strike of the sword, just like the blade of the sword, Zhang Xiaojiang was blasted out before he could even dodge.

There was an indifferent arc at the corner of Zilong's mouth.

The fighting stage exploded, and among the ruins, Zhang Xiaojiang was lying in the pit, with blood flowing out from his abdomen... and a section of his intestines leaked out.

This is the price of stupidity.

Everyone in the church was silent.

This is the irresistible power of the Dragon Clan. Miracles and hopes are ultimately shattered in the face of power.

Zilong landed, turned around and walked towards the window. After taking a few steps, he had to stand up.

Zhang Xiaopang slowly got up and stuffed the intestines back. A smile appeared on his already out-of-shape face, "This is original. It can't be dropped."

Wang Meng's pupils shrank, and before he knew it, Wang Meng's hand had clenched. He had ten thousand reasons in his heart to stop this battle and to admit defeat, but one reason stopped him.

Because this is Zhang Xiaojiang’s battle.

Zilong looked at Zhang Xiaojiang's bloated body coldly. It wasn't that he didn't follow the rules, but that the opponent was stalking him. He didn't mind destroying his opponent.

There were flaws all over his body, and to be honest, he hadn't even used all his strength, so the powerful mental power of the Dragon Clan was useless.

Zhang Xiaojiang's Yuan Power could barely gather itself, but to be honest, it was nothing to face the powerful Purple Dragon.

The Explosive Bow is useless, the Eye of Truth is useless. The honed archery skills are useless. Facing the Purple Dragon holding the Huan Tian Dragon Sword, Zhang Xiaojiang's wisest idea is to admit defeat.

Light flashed, and suddenly there was a... doll in Zhang Xiaojiang's hand.

Life weapon???

Second life weapon?

But what kind of life weapon is this? It is like a child's doll, let alone a life weapon at this time. Even if it is higher than the holy statue, it is of no use. Facing the tyrannical purple dragon, there is no curse.

Especially in Zhang Xiaojiang's current state.

The puppet is smiling and looks exactly like the fat man. There are seven red dots on the puppet's body.

A needle was inserted into the puppet.

Suddenly Zhang Xiaojiang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and leisurely Zilong suddenly bent his body and also spurted out a mouthful of blood.

On top of that puppet, there is Zhang Xiaojiang's blood and Zilong's flowing hair.

The weapon of fate - the cursed puppet.

In fact, Zhang Zhenren was very ashamed of this life weapon. It was a product of living on the streets in those days. After being beaten up, Zhang Xiaojiang could only find a puppet to vent his self-pity. In fact, he had forgotten about Wang Meng for many years after meeting Wang Meng.

When creating a life weapon, in addition to the explosive bow, I also came up with such a thing, which is really a bit embarrassing. [*Yu]

What’s even more funny is that this thing hurts itself first and then the enemy.

The seven red dots above are the seven major life points, including the sea of ​​​​mind and the sea of ​​life.

Zilong obviously realized this and immediately rushed to Zhang Xiaojiang, but Zhang Xiaojiang's needle had already pricked him.

boom……

Zhang Xiaojiang's chest dented, and Zilong on the opposite side also fell over.

After suffering two curse attacks, the purple dragon still stood tenaciously, and the dragon clan's attack was also quite tyrannical.

"Zhang Xiaojiang, that's enough!"

Wang Meng said in a deep voice that he didn't care about the outcome of this battle.

Zhang Xiaojiang turned his back to Wang Meng and shook his head slightly, "Brother Meng, this scene belongs to me. If you stop it, there will be no brother like me in the future. Anyone who dares to desecrate the temple will have to pay for everyone!"

I took the third injection without any hesitation.

Zilong fell down, and the fat man also sat down. He couldn't stand anymore.

"These cats and dogs dare to challenge the glory of the temple. I really don't know how thick the Kitchen God's vagina is."

The fourth needle was inserted. The first three needles were called *, and the fourth needle was called years!

It can be seen with the naked eye that Zhang Xiaojiang and Zilong are aging rapidly and their bodies are shriveled up.

The entire Star Alliance was stunned by Zhang Xiaojiang's terrifying life weapon.

This life weapon can really be described as taboo and crazy.

Zhang Xiaojiang's body has become very old, but his eyes are still so determined.

To outsiders, that's crazy.

This is just a battle of wits, so what if we win or lose?

Can't you understand?

The fat man didn't even understand it himself, but he couldn't help it. The glory of the church was built by everyone who worked together and worked hard to get to where it is today step by step.

Anyone who tries to trample on it will have to pay the price with their life, even the Dragon Clan!

The fifth needle trembled and was inserted. Zhang Xiaojiang himself didn't know what was coming, but he was definitely heading towards death step by step.

"This time, the Dragon Clan admits defeat."

A cold voice sounded, interrupting the battle, and the speaker was Linglong of the Dragon Clan.

There are not many dragons left, and they can no longer bear the torment.

Holy Church Zhang Xiaojiang wins this game!

Definitely the biggest upset since the start of the tournament and the most incredible victory.

Including Ji Wanli, everyone looked solemn. They were not frightened by Zhang Xiaojiang's strength, but laughed fiercely. Whoever dares to provoke the Holy Temple must pay an unbearable price.

To gain respect from a sect from a lower level, you must let them understand that the church is sacred and inviolable.

Zhang Xiaojiang was carried down, and a group of people gathered around him.

"If you dare to act recklessly again, I will beat you until you can't take care of yourself!"

Wang Meng said angrily.

"Brother Meng, can I still pick up girls in the future?" Zhang Xiaojiang said with a smile.

The power of Ma Tianer's Tree of Life on the side is pouring in continuously.

Wang Meng looked at Ma Tianer, "How is it?"

Ma Tian'er shook his head slightly, and Zhang Xiaojiang closed his eyes. Although he knew it was not good. But... damn, I'm so happy, at least I dragged that pretty boy from the Dragon Clan with me. That's good enough.

Ma Tian'er smiled slyly, "If I try again, I might not be able to hold on anymore, but well, it's still in time, and with the elixir treatment, I should be able to still be alive and kicking in a year."

Wang Meng's tense face finally showed a smile, "I'm scared to death by you."

Zhang Xiaopang opened his eyes nervously, "So, I can still be saved?"

"Weren't you very brave just now?"

"Oh no, I will never act like a hero again. This is not my style."

But there were cheers all around, not only from the church, but also from other sects, many of whom were sect leaders.

For a sect to win dignity, strength is one thing, but the most important thing is that you have to care about yourself.

Dignity is forged!
To be continued...