Under the central arena, Lu Zhu looked at the two men who drove the magic weapon to fight for a long time and felt very stressed.

As a powerful weapon that only monks above Killing Pill can use, there is no doubt that the power of magic weapons is.

Before this, Lu Zhu only heard that Luo Hong's great supernatural power that always suppressed everything was not of reference value at all, so she now truly realized the essential difference between the foundation-building monk and the alchemy monk in combat power.

Jiang Tieshan was standing in the audience at this moment, feeling the slight vibrations coming from time to time, and was already lost in the power of the Jiedan monk.

The grand meeting of the Kings of the Conscription Conference once every 60 years is too long for mortals. Most of the immortal cultivators he contacted in the past were only in the Qi Refining Period.

The scene of a giant hammer flying in front of him and a brocade plaid covering the sky was far beyond his perception.

"May I ask the girl, which of these two immortals has a better chance of winning?"

"It must be Senior Ziyi."

Green bamboo responded unwaveringly.

"Hmph! I'm so arrogant. I just built a foundation and cultivated my master!"

As soon as Lu Zhu finished speaking, a scolding came from the side, and three men and women dressed in hunting costumes were glaring at Lu Zhu.

"You are the apprentices of senior Shoulei?"

Although Luzhu knew that it was causing trouble, she turned around and asked without fear.

"That's right! My fellow Taoist has a profound cultivation level. I shouldn't have provoked you, but my master should not be humiliated easily. Please go to the arena with me!"

The man in the tiger-skinned jacket shrugged glaringly, as if he was bound to fight with Luzhu.

"Don't you, your master will definitely leave immediately if he loses later. Wouldn't you let your master wait for you?"

Seeing that he was aggressive, Luzhu replied without hesitation.

"You! Why do you say that my father will lose? It's obviously my father who is pressing against the purple-clothed senior!"

The woman with rabbit fur next to her has a lunar face and her eyes are as authentic as a sword.

"This is not obvious. Although the defense senior has a strong offensive, it obviously consumes more mana every attack. Now this kind of magic weapon battle is at a disadvantage.

Since he had to defend the striking battle, he had to fight quickly. After a few rounds, he still did not change his means to defeat the enemy. I guess there was no other skilled magic weapon on him.

And the senior purple-clothed has been at ease so far, and it is probably a backup plan.

By comparison, I just said 'should', and I have already given you face to your teacher."

In addition to practicing, Lu Zhu and Luo Hong learned his flaws of showing facts and reasoning with others.

But she didn't know that it was very dangerous to reason with people in this world and to wake them up.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the three disciples were stunned for a moment, and although they were shaken in their hearts, the anger on their faces became even stronger.

Fortunately, just before the three of them attacked, a sudden scream came from the ring:

"Su Nu Sword!"

Everyone looked up and saw a snow-white stegosaurus flying into the air at some point, and was now stabbing towards the powerful monk.

After hearing the name of Su Nu's Sword, everyone in the audience couldn't help but talk. After all, this sword is a famous magic weapon and it is extremely difficult to refine, but its corresponding power is also extremely strong. It has always been possessed by the elixir monks from major sects.

On the stage, the strong monk knew that it was a critical moment, but he wanted to fight again because of his greed, but his eyes fixedly took out a dark red round shield.

Then, he did not sacrifice it, but pressed it hard on his chest.

Suddenly, the dark red round shield seemed to come alive, and a demonic eye suddenly opened in the center, sucking the essence and blood of the strong monk, and suddenly became bright red.

At the same time, a layer of blood-colored shield also wrapped it firmly.

The next moment, the sword dragon transformed by the Su Nu sword slashed, and the white light and the blood light collided immediately, and no one could do anything to anyone.

Just when everyone thought the two sides were about to stalemate for several breaths, the white sword light suddenly turned, and turned from extremely tough to extremely soft, entangling the blood light shield like a white python.

At this time, the short-handled giant hammer in the air wanted to return to the rescue, but was blocked by the yellow brocade parison.

"Fairy stopped, Huang gave in!"

As soon as the sound fell, the blood-colored spiritual light suddenly dimmed, and the sword light was no longer dazzling.

Everyone immediately saw that the strong monk had been wrapped in a long flying sword like a rope and turned into a rice dumpling.

The combination of hardness and softness is the reason why Su Nu Jian is famous in the Jin Dynasty.

After the victory and defeat was decided, the female cultivator in purple did not make any trouble for the strong cultivator, so she immediately took the flying sword and let him leave.

After this battle, although the purple-clothed female cultivator did not hurt the strong cultivator, she was sucked a lot of essence and blood by her magic weapon.

So, at this moment, his face was pale and his mood was even more messy.

And when he stepped down with a calm face, the female cultivator of the rabbit fur immediately sued Lu Zhu for her scheming behavior.

"Hmph! Your master has never taught you not to be disrespectful to high-level monks?"

The strong monk's eyes were filled with anger, which was very meaningful to teach Green Bamboo a lesson.

"I'm just telling the truth, senior, don't be angry."

Lu Zhu replied casually, she was not afraid of the other party, after all, Luo Hong left enough self-protection for her.

"What a truth. Since you are so capable, why not compete with me, the eldest disciple to see if your ability is as good as your mouth!"

In front of everyone, the strong monk did not want to bully the small, so he exclaimed in such a way.

"It's not impossible, but you have to line up."

After saying that, the green bamboo rose into the sky and fell onto the arena through the light curtain.

"My younger generation, Lu Zhu, was ordered by the teacher to seize the thousand-year-old blood ginseng, and I would like to ask my seniors for advice!"

As he spoke, Green Bamboo released his breath and suddenly the monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment showed their views in front of everyone.

Seeing this scene, the monks watching were immediately shocked.

A foundation-building monk is actually challenging a pill-building monk, which is simply ridiculous!

"Did you take the wrong medicine? Why don't you go down quickly?"

The purple-clad cunning girl frowned slightly, thinking that Green Zhu was playing, and couldn't help but angrily.

"Senior Master is hard to do, I offended you!"

There are no referees in the arena of the King Conference. As long as you go on stage, you will sign a life-and-death case and you can take action immediately.

At that moment, before the female cultivator in purple responded, Lu Zhu took the lead in consuming the Xuanbing sword weapon.

Although she was a sneak attack, she had no choice. After watching the battle just now, Lu Zhu knew that the female cultivator in purple was not the opponent she could defeat.

If it were the strong monk in the audience, there would be some possibility. After all, he could be said to be the weakest monk in the Killing Pill.

Only the initial stage of cultivation, and only one magic weapon, it can be said that it is Lu Zhu's luck if you encounter it.

But experience does not count luck, so Luzhu has some clarity at the moment. Perhaps her master wants to let her learn to use easy and unpleasant methods such as sneak attacks.

Because just like at this moment, there is often only one chance to win!
Chapter completed!