The white robed young man is like a bright moon among the stars. He is incomparably dazzling and dazzling!


    A man''s radiance covers up the radiance of all other inner disciples. His breath is like a sharp sword, pointing directly to the sky!


    This white robed man is Yuwen Fulong!


    "Elder martial brother Fulong, I didn''t expect that this lifeless swordsman had good luck. A tool smelter and a waste of Kendo could have come to this step!"


    At this time, one of Yuwen Fulong''s neizong disciples said.


    "Luck? No one can get to this point by luck. There are more secrets about the departed swordsman than I thought! Some meaning!"


    Yuwen Fulong''s expressionless way.


    "It''s a terrible crime for the departed swordsman to dare to do wrong with you. I heard that the deacon of the neizong wanted him to enter the neizong. If he really became a disciple of the neizong, it would have a great impact on the elder martial brother''s reputation!"


    Another neizong disciple also said.


    "Whether this departed swordsman can become an inner sect disciple or not can''t escape my palm!"


    Yuwen Fulong said coldly, "moreover, now there is a younger martial brother taixuan dealing with him. Why should I do it again!"


    "This taixuanyi has been fighting openly and secretly with his senior brother since he became a disciple of the sword Pavilion. Now he is fighting against a foreign disciple, but he can''t help him. It''s ridiculous!"


    Another neizong disciple mocked.


    In neizong, the struggle among disciples is also extremely fierce. Each faction competes for resources!


    These people who follow Yuwen Fulong are his confidants.


    As soon as taixuan became a disciple of the sword Pavilion, he also gathered a lot of neizong disciples and often competed with the neizong disciples of Yuwen Fulong sect!


    In the palace of another nine color Island, a huge mirror is suspended in the air, showing the Bijian Hall of tungsten sword hall and Liuying sword hall!


    Taixuan lay obliquely on the throne, while Shentu Army stood under the throne!


    "Elder martial brother, don''t worry. I''ve moved you Tianpeng!"


    Shen tujun said with a cold face: "however, you Tianpeng is also very arrogant with the attention of elder Yuhong. Opening his mouth is 500000 contribution..."


    "Hum, what''s the contribution of 500000? For him, the resources I use to cultivate taixuanye''s five people are all worth more than one million. These five wastes can''t enter the inner sect, which makes me lose a lot!"


    Taixuan said, "but you must be careful not to leave any traces. I don''t want any trouble!"


    "There will never be any problem. The contribution to you Tianpeng is also an anonymous contribution card!"


    Shen Tu Jun sneered and said, "this time, the departed swordsman can''t walk down the challenge arena alive anyway. You Tianpeng''s physique is really good. He is also a top-ranking disciple of neizong. Moreover, I know he has a mutilated artifact in his hand, which is extremely powerful. The departed swordsman will die if he turns over the sky this time!"


    "Semi artifact? Elder Yuhong is so poor that he is willing to take out a incomplete artifact to you Tianpeng?"


    Taixuanyi also showed an unexpected color, and then said indifferently: "however, elder Yuhong''s handwriting is still too far from my master!"


    "Elder Yuhong is just an ordinary elder in the inner clan. How can he compare with the powerful teacher such as imperial concubine elder!"


    Shen Tu Jun hurriedly said, "I heard that the elder shirufei is likely to be promoted to the supreme elder immediately. At that time, the elder martial brother will be the disciple of the supreme elder. His status is unique in the sect. Yuwen Fulong has no qualification to compare with the elder martial brother!"


    "I don''t have to wait until my master becomes the supreme elder. At the next Kendo competition, I will defeat Yuwen Fulong and other sword Pavilion disciples and become the first of them!"


    Taixuan said proudly.


    "Elder martial brother has only been in neizong for 3000 years. If you can sit in the first position of Kendo in such a short time, it will be unprecedented and there will be no comers later!"


    When Shen tujun heard taixuanyi''s words, he was shocked and didn''t come back until half a ring.


    "You Tianpeng is on the stage!"


    Taixuan suddenly looked at the suspended mirror!


    In the Bijian hall, a tall young man in treasure armor!


    This man is extremely tall, twice as tall as ordinary people. He is extremely fit and healthy. His eyes are like cold stars, and the bridge of his nose is towering. He is as perfect as a god!


    As soon as he boarded the challenge arena, his eyes fell directly on Luo Zheng, and his eyes were cold!


    This person''s momentum is also very strong, even much stronger than Ji Xingjie, giving people a feeling that everything is in control!


    "I''ve seen senior brother Tianpeng!"


    At this time, Luo Zheng moved and fell on the challenge arena. With a smile, he arched his hand at the tall man!


    "Younger martial brother Li Sheng! It''s not easy for you to see this step, but it''s a pity. Too many people have offended!"


    You Tianpeng looked at Luo Zheng and suddenly said.


    "Oh? Someone asked senior brother Tianpeng to kill me?"


    Hearing you Tianpeng''s words, Luo Zheng was not surprised and asked.


    "It''s not me who has the final say but I am!"


    You Tianpeng''s face was expressionless, but his voice rang in Luo Zheng''s mind, with a deep sense of killing, "now on the challenge arena, I want you to live, you can live, I want you to die, you have to die!"


    "What do you say?"


    Luo Zheng didn''t think so.


    "Because you Tianpeng is never controlled by anyone. As long as I don''t want to do anything, no one can force me! Younger martial brother, I''ll ask you if someone bought you a life with 500000 contribution. Do you want to live?"


    You Tianpeng stared at Luo Zheng.


    "Who wants to die if he can live?"


    Luo Zheng couldn''t help laughing, "I haven''t lived enough. Moreover, my life is only worth 500000 contributions. It''s too ridiculous!"


    "If you take refuge in me, I will protect you from death. As long as you earn 50 million contribution for me, I will set you free! 50 million contribution should not be much for you, not more than a thousand years at most, and you can restore your freedom!"


    You Tianpeng said faintly.


    "Fifty million? Elder martial brother Tianpeng, are you kidding? Others can kill me with only half a million contributions, but I want to buy my life with fifty million. The price is rising too fast. The starting price is 100 times!"


    Luo Zheng smiled, "and my life is mine. Is it too ridiculous for senior brother to sell it to me?"


    "It used to be yours, but now it''s mine. How about you buy it or not? My patience is limited! If you don''t promise, you''ll die!"


    You Tianpeng''s voice suddenly became cold and overbearing.