My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 1031 Thunder Tribulation Master
Under the stage, there was silence.

At this moment, even the people in Jiutian Yaotai and Penglai Xiandao felt cold all over.

No one thought of it.

Even the Great Elder of Misty Immortal Sect, the famous figure of Immortal Sect in the later stage of King Wu, was beaten to death.

Even the soul has no time to escape.

One must know that in the entire Kyushu Continent, with a population of hundreds of millions, there are only a dozen or so Martial Kings in total.

And this Great Elder is the top among the Martial Kings.

A hundred years ago, it was already famous all over the world.

As the Great Elder of Misty Immortal Sect, he can be said to be in a high position and powerful.How many countries and sects in the mainland of Kyushu trembled under his majesty.

Even the other two great immortal sects paid special attention to it.

But at this moment, he was suddenly blown to pieces by a young man in front of the world's cultivators. His body and soul were destroyed, and there was no bones left.

Who would have thought?

At this moment, thousands of practitioners in the entire square were eerily silent.

Misty Immortal Sect is over...

This is the first thought that pops into their minds now.

The genius disciples in the sect, the master of the peak, the great elder, these most important forces, were killed one after another.

The only two Martial Kings in the sect were gone.

The strength, prestige and reputation of the entire sect will completely drop to the bottom from today onwards.

From today onwards, Misty Immortal Sect may no longer be called one of the three major Immortal Sects in Nine Heavens Continent, and can only be reduced to an ordinary top sect.

There is already a lot of gap between them and the other two immortal sects. After today, the gap will become even bigger.

The most deadly thing is that their reputation has been completely ruined.

Which outstanding disciple will dare to join them in the future?Aren't you afraid of being punched to death by a boy on stage?Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed and pointed at behind the back by other practitioners in the Kyushu mainland?

I'm afraid that after this Kyushu Conference, those sects and countries attached to them will leave one after another.

And great inflammation.

This small country that was once unknown and unknown in the entire Kyushu Continent will become the most dazzling existence in the Kyushu Continent because of the young people on stage.

Of course, their overall strength still cannot be compared with other great powers and sects.

But their fame will reach its peak!
And the young man on the battle stage will be famous all over the world from now on!
No one knows!

This Kyushu Conference will shake the entire Kyushu continent, and even other continents.

Some people couldn't help sighing.

What evil did the Misty Immortal Sect do, what did it do against the law of heaven, to suddenly end up in such a miserable situation.

It took nearly a thousand years of hard work to squeeze into the ranks of the immortal sects in the mainland of Kyushu, but it only took a few days before he fell down the altar again.

How sad?
Of course, some people secretly gloated and said: It deserves it!

When they bully and oppress others, when they kill other countries and sects, why don't they think about other people's pity?
For a moment, the practitioners on the square were all emotional.

And on the battlefield.

Xu Xinghe, who had come to his senses, looked at the young man in front of him with complicated eyes again, and then announced: "The Misty Immortal Sect vs. Dayan, the fourth match, and Dayan wins!"

This time, no one in the audience cheered excitedly, and no one talked excitedly.

Because everyone was still in a state of extreme shock at the moment, for a while, they all forgot to speak.

The same is true for everyone in Dayan.

As for the remaining senior officials of Misty Immortal Sect, as well as the hundreds of disciples, their bodies were trembling at this moment, and their faces were pale.

When the young man on the battle stage looked at them again, all of them couldn't help trembling.

Including those elders who are well-known in the sect and even in the entire Kyushu continent.

Standing at the back, Zhu Yufeng pissed in fear, and immediately punched himself again, fell to the ground, and passed out.

He knew what the devil on the stage was going to say again.

really.

On the battle stage, Luo Qingzhou looked at the people of Misty Immortal Sect, and said again: "The next match will still be me!"

Although his face was pale, his body was covered in blood, and although he was on the verge of falling, he seemed to be unable to stand still, but at this moment, no one from the Misty Immortal Sect spoke.

All around, there was no sound.

on the battlefield.

Xu Xinghe waited for a while, before he said: "If there is no one from Misty Immortal Sect, then..."

"Hold on."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the edge of the cliff not far away.

This voice didn't sound loud, just like an ordinary voice, but the roar of the wind and waves hitting the rocks and cliffs didn't cover it up.

Xu Xinghe's pupils shrank, and he turned his head to look.

The crowd in the square also turned their heads and looked at the cliff not far away.

On the edge of the cliff, fog filled the air.

A figure in a blue robe slowly walked out of the hazy mist.

"Are you sure, the next game will still be you?"

The figure spoke again.

The tone was flat, without waves.

When he spoke, he was on the edge of the cliff. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already arrived at the square.

Then, he stood motionless on the battle platform.

The sea breeze blows, and the clothes flutter.

The mist on his body seemed to have no time to dissipate. At this moment, it began to slowly disappear, revealing a tall, thin and very ordinary figure.

But when seeing this figure, Xu Xinghe on the stage, people from other sects off stage, even people from Jiutian Yaotai and Penglai Xiandao all changed their expressions.

Mei Changqing.

The master of Misty Immortal Sect, one of the most legendary and powerful figures in the Kyushu Continent.

It is also the nightmare of many monsters and demons.

At the beginning, he single-handedly killed thousands of demon masters, blocked a gap in a magic cave in the West Sea of ​​the Kyushu Continent, saved many countries and sects there, and avoided the loss of life in that continent.

After that battle, Misty Immortal Sect became famous all over the world, becoming one of the three major Immortal Sects in the Kyushu Continent.

To become the immortal sect admired by every practitioner is not just based on strength.

His contribution to the mainland of Kyushu is the most important.

No one thought that he would actually come in person, and step onto the stage in person, ready to challenge that young man.

At this moment, all the cultivators in the audience even began to sympathize with Misty Immortal Sect.

The best disciple died, the most powerful peak master died, and the most respected and respected elder also died. Now, only he, the suzerain, can take the stage in person.

That young man on the battle stage, with his own strength, forced Misty Immortal Sect to such a situation.

How absurd.

On the battle stage, Xu Xinghe looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, cupped his hands and said, "Is Mei Zong mainly going to fight in person?"

Mei Changqing smiled bitterly, and sighed, "If the old man doesn't come on stage, who would dare to go on stage?"

Then he sighed again: "After hearing the news, the old man rushed over immediately. Unexpectedly, he was a step late. Of course, I didn't even expect..."

He looked at the blood-soaked young man who was still standing there like a rock, and sighed: "I never thought that this young man would be promoted to the third level and reached the late stage of King Wu. Besides, there is still Lei Jie who is useless..."

"Thunder Tribulation?"

Xu Xinghe was taken aback when he heard this.

Mei Changqing sighed again, and said: "Brother Xu, the old man came here this time not to compete for the spiritual mine, nor to take revenge on anyone, but to prevent some things from happening. Since things have already happened, the old man has to Give those dead disciples and other disciples an explanation."

He looked at the young man in front of him and said, "We won't sign a life-and-death contract anymore. You only need to receive the old man's three punches. After the three punches, you can still stand up from the ground. The spirit mine belongs to you. Today's matter, The old man will not pursue it any further."

Paused.

He said again: "Of course, you can prepare the thunder disaster first, and the old man will wait for you."

His tone was flat, his expression was calm, and he didn't exude any intimidating aura.

But at this moment, Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a little out of breath.

On the battlefield, be quiet.

All the practitioners under the platform also fell silent, looking at the young man on the stage, wanting to know how he should respond.

In the later period of King Wu, he was indeed powerful.

But now, does he still have the strength to continue fighting?

Moreover, the opponent is one of the top powers in the Kyushu continent.

Well known.

A hundred years ago, the suzerain of the Misty Immortal Sect had already broken through to the realm of Thunder Tribulation.

Nine lightning tribulations, each time more difficult than the last.

Although every thunder calamity is a contest between life and death, between man and heaven, but he can appear here, which means that his current state will never just stay at the first place in the past. A thunderstorm.

Thunder Tribulation Master, this is the first time most of the people present have seen it with their own eyes.

Of course, it was also the first time Luo Qingzhou saw it.

The people in front of him looked ordinary, far less than Yueyang Tower, and even the genius disciples of Misty Immortal Sect. They looked more imposing, but at this moment, he felt almost suffocating anxiety for the first time.

Of course he couldn't beat it.

With his current state, he wouldn't even be able to defeat another Early King Wu.

What's more, it's this powerful Thunder Tribulation who has been famous for a hundred years.

As for the opponent's three punches...

To be honest, he probably couldn't bear even one punch now.

He does still have Thunder Tribulation, but it is useless.

But his current physical strength can no longer support the arrival of Lei Jie.

Moreover, his thunder calamity this time is not the previous thunder calamity, but the thunder calamity of the Martial King's realm, and he has accumulated three Martial King's thunder calamities.

Therefore, he did not dare to draw out the thunder disaster.

Then what should be done?

Now that the hatred has been avenged and King Wu has broken through, so what else can he do?
It is the wisest thing to accept as soon as it is good, to be able to bend and stretch, and to save one's life.

Therefore, he said directly: "Senior, I admit defeat in this round."

Mei Changqing shook his head when he heard the words, and said calmly: "This is not a competition, so you can't admit defeat. At least, you have to receive three punches from the old man. Although the old man's request is not in compliance with the rules, and a bit domineering, but since the old man came Now, of course I have to give an explanation to those dead disciples and other disciples."

Luo Qingzhou didn't speak again.

The audience was also silent.

At this time, Bai Yishan suddenly said: "Senior, he is already injured. Bai is willing to replace him and receive three punches from senior."

Mei Changqing looked at him and shook his head: "You can't take it. There are not many Confucian and Taoist priests left, and the old man doesn't want to hurt you."

When Bai Yishan was about to speak, a blue figure suddenly stepped onto the battle stage, and said in a cold voice, "I'll take it."

Mei Changqing looked at her with a strange look in his eyes, but he still shook his head.

Linghu Qingzhu clenched the jade flute in his hand, still standing on the stage.

Mei Changqing didn't speak any more, as if he had already ignored her, and looked at the young man in front of him, and the long gray hair behind him fluttered suddenly.

In an instant!
A terrifying aura suddenly enveloped the entire battlefield!
He slowly clenched his fist, and a light glowed on his fist. At this moment, his whole body suddenly became unparalleled!

But right now.

Outside the square, in the woods not far away, a cold voice suddenly came: "Let me pick it up for him."

Hearing this voice, Luo Qingzhou's heart was shocked and he looked over.

In the square, everyone's eyes were on the forest.

A figure in a white dress slowly walked out of the woods.

The golden sun shines through the branches and leaves, and falls on her flawless face and spotless figure, like a picturesque scenery, the beauty is suffocating.

Behind her, followed two other figures.

One holds a sword and the other smells flowers.

(End of this chapter)