E Mei: Two hundred and sixty-five Don’t insult the pig!

While they were talking, the group of them walked to a **** in the southeast corner, and several intricate courtyards built with green bamboo appeared in front of them.

Cuiyun bamboo is a specialty on the coast of the East China Sea. It grows fast and is green as jade throughout. It will not change for several years after being cut. The most special thing is that it is very sensitive to divine consciousness. Once it encounters divine consciousness trying to pass through, it will make a melodious "Woo" sound. Using this and bamboo trees to build a courtyard is beautiful and elegant, and can easily perceive others' spiritual exploration and avoid being peeped, which shows the ingenuity of the organizers of the Fighting Convention.

There are twelve such small courtyards on the hillside, and most of them live in martial arts players who are highly valued by the three sects, so the environment is also particularly quiet and comfortable.

The courtyard where Di Chanshang and the others live is called Tianzihaiyuan. Zhang Jianshi introduced: “The temporary camps on this hillside belong to the Tianzi area, sorted by twelve earthly branches, and guests check in according to their arrival time.”

This arrangement is also to prevent some guests from quarreling because of the serial number. Although Zhang Jianshi feels that it is inappropriate for those people to live in this best Tianzi area, there is no reason to go with other people. The talented players fought for the ranking, but thought of Liu Shishu's prudent look, he explained it carefully.

Di Chanshang and others are still very satisfied with this kind of residence. They nodded and wanted to go in and have a look. It happened that the monk in the Tianzi Xuyuan next to him heard the voice and walked out. The two sides met each other and came out of the courtyard. Those monks during the foundation-building period frowned.

One of the cultivators in the middle stage of foundation construction with a hooked nose snorted coldly, and was dissatisfied with Zhang Jianshi: "I and a few of my colleagues are curious about which talented master can live in this courtyard? Are these things that don’t flow?"

As Zhang Jianshi said, those who can be selected to participate in the Fighting Contest are the top elite disciples in their respective sects. They are so young that they have achieved extraordinary results far beyond their peers, and naturally one is more arrogant than the other.

Only the children of the three major sects are qualified to let them put down their posture, and Di Chan is not a member of the three major sects, and seems to have a ridiculously low level of cultivation, so they are very sharp and mean when they speak. .

Cultivators have always respected their strength. Without strength, they can only be mermaid. This is the habit of most monks.

Zhang Jianshi was very embarrassed. He wanted to explain to the people of Saint Wisdom who didn’t know where to start, so he had to pretend not to hear: "These distinguished guests were personally invited by Uncle Liu of Changzong. , Comes from the largest sect in the southwest of the Sage. Please follow me to the inner room for a look, but there are some disagreements. A few seniors, the younger generations are out of company." I wanted to bring Di Chanshang. Into the yard.

"The largest school in the Southwest has such a thing? Haha, brother, you and I might as well go back to report to the teacher, and also go to the southwest to open the mountain and set up the school. You will be the head, and the younger brother will be the deputy. In the southwest, we will also send a few unsuccessful disciples to play in the next battle in the Southwest." Another cultivator who had a pair of triangular eyes laughed loudly.

Di Chanshang and others didn't want to care about this ignorant villain, but when they heard them talk more and more, they even insulted the teacher, they couldn't help but frowned.

Di Chanshang snorted coldly, put on the air of a big brother, and said to Yin Zizhang: "Fourth, you go and teach them."

Zhang Jian’s head is getting bigger, and he quickly stood in front of them, saying, "The two seniors are just making a joke, why bother with you?" What happened to you? How can I tell Master Liu Uncle confessed? !

Yin Zizhang walked around him slowly, standing in front of the two monks who had just spoken, behind Di Chanshang with his hands on his hips, his mouth said: "Our teacher is not something they can use to make fun of. Fourth, you don’t have to be too cruel, just knock them out of their mouths and teeth."

Yin Zizhang squatted chún silently, this big brother really made him addicted!

Eagle Hook nose was furious, and sneered: "You and inexperienced monks can not participate in the Fighting Contest. Today, I will teach you what real strength is on behalf of your teacher!"

"Let's do it! The two of you stunned." Yin Zizhang said impatiently. Out of the corner of his eye, he found Zhu Zhuzheng holding the piggy and yawning. Finish these two guys early so that Zhu Zhu can go to rest.

Triangular eyes hummed towards Zhang Jianshi: "You have also seen it, they are looking for death by themselves. Don't blame us for any damage."

Zhang Jianshi still wanted to persuade him, but Ji Yougu smiled and stretched out his hand to grab his arm. There was a spirit all over him, and he couldn't say anything.

Eagle hook nose and triangular eyes are just the mid-term cultivation base, the strength of the team in this door is medium, and they are about to work hard and want to find a chance to perform. At the moment, the two only want to use their skills. His stunts are so good that he can make his face. As for Yin Zizhang's life or death under their joint attack, it is not a problem at all. It would be more conducive to them to die more tragically.

The two looked at each other and saw bloodthirsty and cruel pride in each other's eyes. The mysterious arts were carried out at the moment, and they only waited for a monk from the Chen Academy who served as a temporary referee to announce the start.

Yin Zizhang stood calmly on the spot, and there was no half of his mana leaked from his body. The other monks in the Tianzi area who heard the movement came to watch were secretly surprised in their eyes. Is this kid trying to die? !

Only a few monks with strong eyesight and keen mind vaguely smelled something wrong.

"Start!" After the provisional referee shouted loudly, there were two loud noises of "bang, bang". Add two grunts like the painful hum of a beast dying.

Everyone inside and outside the field didn’t see exactly what happened just now, but Yin Zizhang stood quietly in front of the gate of the Haiyuan. Everyone looked around, and suddenly found that the hook nose and triangular eyes had fallen several feet away. On the grassland ~IndoMTL.com~, the two of them had their mouths full of blood, and their jaws were distorted. A face looked distorted and terrifying, and they had passed out.

This cultivator who looked like he was in his early twenties, actually took two mid-foundation cultivators with one palm? ! how is this possible!

The sound of gasping came one after another, and several cultivators had completely changed their faces in the late stage of foundation building. They thought it was impossible for them to do this even if they did their best. How did this guy do it? !

The eagle-hook nose and triangle-eyed fellows were dumbfounded, and looked at Yin Zizhang blankly, as if seeing a three-headed monster that appeared suddenly.

"Pig!" Di Chan still snorted, immediately provoke Zhu Zhu and Shi Yinglu to glare at him, and even the piglet came out of Zhu Zhu's arms and stared at him.

Di Chanshang laughed twice and quickly changed his words: "Mistaken tongue! I shouldn't insult a pig, he is not as good as pig dung!"

What's the joke, he provokes the pig, and comes up to spit at him, he immediately has no scum left.

Alas, pity him for a monk in the formation period, a genius among geniuses, but he can't even provoke a pig! ! .