Chapter 1589 Forced
The Third Holy Son said, "There are outstanding men in the world. Brother Xiong and Brother Wang are already peerless. I didn't expect that there will be another brother Wang who was born in the same era as you. I don't know whether I should be lucky or sad."
Xiong Beiming smiled and said, "Xiong felt ashamed when others said this, but he dared to accept it. When His Highness the Third Highness said this, it sounded like a mockery to Xiong. His Highness the Third Highness is majestic and handsome, and the God of Heavenly Temple In the battle, His Majesty the Third Highness, even though Mr. Xiong has not yet arrived, he has learned deeply about it. In the territory of Yang Zun, His Highness the Third Highness is the number one in the world, and he is well deserved."
The Third Saint Son spoke humbly, but he deeply believed it in his heart.
He has seen Wang Yao's methods before. Although they are extraordinary, they may not be able to compete with his own.
Xiong Beiming was one step ahead of Wang Yao, but with the help of Qi Bao, it was no problem to surpass Xiong Beiming.
As for the newly rising Wang Qianqiu, he couldn't see through it the most.
If Wang Qianqiu is really that person, it may be worth his full attention.
If this Wang Qianqiu is not that person, he is just a so-called talent who has recently emerged.
That's just an ant that can't even get a point. How can your opponent treat it like that?
"You guys, just compliment each other. It seems that the two kingly brothers have more to say. Let's just listen to the two kingly brothers finish what they have to say."
The heroine Jiayi intervened at the right time, seeing that a wonderful showdown was about to begin. She did not want to ruin the excitement just because of a few words from Xiong Beiming and the Three Saints.
Because of Ji Bian's departure, this Lotus Festival has lost its Zen flavor. It would be better to let two unparalleled talents have a battle, so that her work was not in vain.
"Since His Highness has appointed you, Brother Wang, let's get over it."
Xu Yi said with a smile.
The reason why he chose to climb the peak was because he sensed Wang Yao on the tower at the top.
Wang Yao and He Xianjun calculated this account against him, which has not yet been settled.
How could he forget this deep hatred.
Now that we have bumped into each other, we must settle the matter.
At the same time, he also discovered that this was an excellent occasion and a perfect opportunity to become famous.
Wang Qianqiu today is definitely not Xu Yi back then.
He now bears the name of Donghua Immortal Sect and is upright and upright.
It’s no longer the case that I didn’t dare to come forward in the past. It’s time to cover up and keep hiding myself.
During these days of hanging around the Donghua Immortal Sect, Xu Yi knew very well that what he wanted when hanging out in the Immortal Sect was definitely not gentleness, courtesy and humility, but reputation, a huge reputation.
In the direct election battle, he became famous in one battle, and then he became famous as the head coach.
Only then did he have the freedom to advance and retreat now, and he officially put the golden signboard of Donghua Xianmen on his shoulders.
This time, he decided to invite Wang Yao to fight, not only to settle grievances and eliminate hidden dangers, but also to capture the famous name.
Once the battle is won, the benefits brought by the name are absolutely unparalleled.
At least in terms of cultivation resources, the entire Donghua Immortal Sect will lean towards him.
He will even gain some say in the Donghua Immortal Sect.
After hearing the challenge, Wang Yao remained motionless and looked at Xu Yi coldly.
"Brother Wang, you don't want to end up?"
Xu Yi said with a smile.
"You alone are worthy of challenging the peerless genius of my Imperial Martial Palace. If you are really itchy, Song is willing to loosen your muscles and bones!"
Song Zhao shouted coldly, "I asked you if you have any seeds!"
Before he finished speaking, Song Zhao jumped into the field.
Xu Yi laughed, "It seems that Brother Wang is already timid, so I will play with Brother Song first. After I kill Brother Song, I won't be afraid that Brother Wang will not show up."
Xu Yi laughed loudly.
A black flag suddenly appeared in his palm, and the overwhelming evil energy rushed towards Song Zhao.
Song Zhao was unprepared, and his soul was immediately aroused.
Three hundred plum blossoms bloomed, and a blackened body appeared in the field.
The Soul-Calling Banner was tempered by the violent spiritual energy of the Heavenly Temple and fell into a dormant state, but now it has completely recovered.
This time Xu Yi went up the mountain, and the soul-calling flag was one of his greatest confidences.
The plain and simple soul-calling flag seemed to have been banned for too long. Xu Yicai activated it, and the soul-calling flag became powerful, like a demon released from the underground.
As soon as the powerful soul attack appeared, Song Zhao's soul was immediately captured, leaving him with no ability to resist.
But in an instant, Song Zhao was defeated without even reacting.
There was dead silence.
Wang Qianqiu is a legend, but his legend lies in the fact that he went straight to the inner sect from a trial disciple.
The other elders who were victorious were also unknown in the Eight Immortal Sects.
The most important thing is that all these are rumors, and some people with dark minds even speculate that it is the Donghua Immortal Sect that has been silent for a long time and is creating the myth itself.
Nowadays, Song Xianjun, who is famous among the eight immortal sects, was knocked down by Wang Qianqiu without even being able to face him. This is beyond imagination.
"There is such a powerful soul-attacking magic weapon in the world. I wonder if my soul-fixing art can defend it?"
"If such a wonderful thing were in my hands, wouldn't someone be able to become a rare figure in the Immortal Sect?"
"How could such a powerful soul appear in this world? I don't know how many lives were slaughtered and how many resentful souls were devoured before it was created."
"………………"
Countless thoughts suddenly occurred to everyone in the place, and they were all thinking about the soul-calling flag.
Due to the existence of resentful souls, the Northern Holy Court has very few soul attack weapons.
The crystal jade skull that Xu Yi once gave to Fairy Qin was regarded as a treasure by Fairy Qin.
Speaking of which, Xu Yi's soul-calling flag was extremely hard to forge, and after being tempered many times, it became a first-class soul-attack magic weapon.
However, he had been a casual cultivator for a long time and never dared to reveal his identity. Even though he had treasures, he only dared to hide them deep.
This soul-calling flag has been rarely used by him since it was forged.
Now that he has entered the inner gate of Donghua Immortal Sect, and has a huge backing, he is naturally not afraid of showing off.
This is just like how Wang Yao was afraid that his Chenjian would be remembered by others, and how could the Third Holy Son be worried that his Jade Holy Vase would be taken away by others.
Xu Yi now felt as if he could relax and unwind, and he didn't dare to show off his treasures. Instead, he urgently needed to create his own golden brand.
A group of people from the Yuwu Palace snatched Song Zhao aside for emergency treatment. Wang Yao remained calm and did not look at Xu Yi seriously.
Xu Yi said coldly, "Now, Brother Wang must come to an end. Don't worry, Brother Wang. When fighting against you, Wang will never use this soul-calling flag, nor will he dodge. It will be a fair fight."
At the same time, Chuan Xin thought, "Brother Wang, you and I are old acquaintances. Let's settle old and new grudges together here."
After passing on his thoughts, he added, "Brother Wang may not be happy in the battle. We can sign a life and death book. All immortal brothers will witness it in person. Life and death are only between you and me. It does not involve sect disputes and does not interfere with other people's affairs."
Xu Yi said that he finally drew everyone's attention to Wang Yao.
At first, everyone thought that Wang Yao was arrogant and did not bother to attack the talented and famous Wang Qianqiu.
But now, Wang Qianqiu not only killed Song Zhao in front of Wang Yao, but also slapped the Yuwu Palace in the face.
They were still pressing each other so hard, and every word was aimed at Wang Yao's end.