Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 1200: It’s because of this
Sikongyan's development is balanced on all sides, with no outstanding advantages, but no fatal flaws!
The offense and defense are complete, and after playing, the performance is remarkable...
However!
Wei Qing, a disciple of the East Territory Pavilion, seems to be desperately fighting with others, his offensive is fierce, and his every move has killing intent... But after dozens of confluences, Sikong Yan was defeated!
She was able to persist for so long, mainly because her cultivation was higher than Wei Qing.
Victory in the first battle, the momentum of the East Territory Pavilion came back, and the third elder touched his beard with a satisfied expression on his face.
Wei Qing stood there quietly, his eyes still sharp, like a blade swept across the people of Yinzong, with a bit of domineering, he said coldly: "Who else?"
His eyes were like swords, and the eyes of the person who stabbed him hurt. For a while, few Yinzong disciples dared to look at him.
Sikongyan's defeat not only lost face to Yinzong, but the Great Elder felt even more embarrassed!
Previously, the ninth hall played the second game and won the opponent as soon as they made a shot, while the first hall... lost three games in a row against Xu Cong at the beginning, and now, in the third game, they lost at the beginning...
His eyes were scarlet, and without waiting for the Yinzong people to speak, he snorted coldly: "Wu Ming, you go!"
Wu Ming?
There is a commotion among the people of Yinzong!
This is the first master of the first hall!
The peak of Wujun, infinitely close to Wuwang!
In the entire Yinzong, except for the very few disciples of the Yinzong Sect Master, no one can compare to him!
Not even Merry Rain, number four on the Dragon Rankings!
There are many outstanding disciples of Yinzong, but Yinzong has been in a state of semi-reclusion for nearly a decade or two, very low-key, and few disciples have gone out...
As far as the outside world knows, there is only one Merry Rain, the fourth on the Tianlong list, Merry Rain!
And Wu Ming is one point stronger than Feng Liuyu!
Even Lou Qianxue couldn't help nodding when she saw the young man stepping out: "Although I don't know what Wei Qing's trump card is, if Wu Ming makes a move, he should still have some chance of winning."
The seven disciples of the Yinzong Sect Master, except the eldest disciple who was not in the Yinzong Sect, the other six disciples all stood behind the Yinzong Sect Master.
Each of them is no weaker than Feng Liuyu, but from beginning to end, they have no intention of shooting!
After all, Dongyu Pavilion only brought a few unknown disciples to challenge. If they were hidden from the sect and needed the suzerain's direct disciples to win, it would be too useless!
Seeing Wu Ming stepping out, Wei Qing's expression became solemn for a moment.
He fixed his eyes on Wei Qing and said, "You are very strong."
Wei Qing looked at him blankly: "You will pay the price for challenging Yinzong disciples."
Wei Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes became sharper.
"However, even if you are strong, you are not my opponent."
Speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, and his hands quickly formed a seal...
Meanwhile!
Boom!
A powerful aura suddenly erupted from Wei Qing!
"Wu Jun peak?"
The expression of the disciple of Yinzong changed slightly: "It turns out that the cultivation base is sealed!"
"No wonder I was able to defeat Senior Sister Sikong."
Sikongyan's pale face also regained some blood.
She really thought she lost to the middle stage of Wu Jun...
But the opponent obviously hides her strength, and she is still the strongest sword cultivator among the practitioners. Even if she loses, she will not be too unwilling!
Looking at Wei Qing's increased momentum, Wu Ming's brows were only slightly wrinkled, and then stretched out: "No wonder you dare to say nonsense, is it because of this?"
Wei Qing stretched out his long arms, and a sword light came from afar and fell into his palm: "This, it's enough to deal with you!"