C430 Again!
C430 Again!
Xie Qilan, who was overwhelmed by the battle, was stunned by Shen Jun's words.
He didn't even need to do anything himself.
This old man was at the late stage of the False Immortal Realm. If he didn't do anything, who else could beat him?
Could it be that... Master wanted to do it himself?
Then there was no need for him to do it.
Xie Qilan frowned slightly. She couldn't figure out Shen Jun's thoughts.
Seeing her expression, Shen Jun couldn't help but laugh, "It's just a late stage False Immortal old man. It's a bit of a waste to let you go on the stage."
"But you are right. Under normal circumstances, those brats are most likely not a match for this old man."
"But if it's a life-and-death battle... Hehe, it's hard to say."
A life-and-death battle?
That's right! We can still play like this!
Hearing Shen Jun's words, Xie Qilan immediately reacted.
Yes, with Master by their side, they could completely throw caution to the wind and fight this old man with their lives on the line.
In any case, with Master by their side, reviving was just a thought.
Although his junior brothers were not good at sparring, they were two completely different people if they were to fight with their lives on the line!
Shen Jun carried the silly girl behind him and sent a strand of his divine sense into the Time White Tower.
After Shen Jun had specially instructed them, the disciples who had been summoned patiently waited for their master's orders.
"When will it be my turn to go on stage? I can't wait any longer." Sun Wufan paced back and forth anxiously on the empty ground, waving the iron rod in his hand nonstop.
"You're the impatient one. When the time comes, are you still afraid of not seeing Master?"
Compared to Sun Wufan, Lee Qinglian was much calmer. He sat cross-legged on the ground and placed his Green Lotus Sword horizontally on his knees, closing his eyes to rest.
Although he scolded Sun Wufan, the fighting spirit in his heart was not less than that of his fifth junior brother.
"It has been a long time since I last saw blood on my sword. If I don't kill a few more people, my skills will become rusty." Zhuge Tianji sighed in a rare manner and continued to wipe his short sword.
Gan Jiayu and Yao Yuanlong, these two fellows, were very calm.
One of them was good at group attacks, while the other was good at supporting. In this kind of one-on-one battle, it was likely that they would not be able to land a hit on them.
They might as well cultivate for a while.
"It seems that you guys have all prepared well, right? But now, we are still in the one-on-one stage. I can only choose one person to go out."
"To be honest, the Great Elder of Brahma Immortal Palace, a late-stage False Immortal, is waiting outside. How about it? Which one of you is interested?"
Hearing this, the five disciples instantly jumped up!
What the hell?
A late-stage False Immortal Stage expert, this was too interesting!
Gan Jiayu and Yao Yuanlong could not sit still anymore.
"Master! Choose me! I, Old Sun, am about to have hemorrhoids. If I don't go out and cause a ruckus, I will really suffocate to death!"
"Master, I am the best at killing people."
"Master! Your disciple's Green Lotus Sword will definitely not disappoint you."
"Master, why don't you take a look at me?"
"I can do it too! When the time comes, I will refine that old fellow into a living corpse. It can be considered as a reward, Master!"
When they heard that the person who was going to fight was a late-stage False Immortal Stage expert, the five disciples' fighting spirit instantly surged.
Seeing their enthusiasm, Shen Jun could not help but feel troubled.
To be honest, he really did not know who he should let go of to fight.
"Alright, stop messing around!" Seeing the five disciples quarreling, Shen Jun immediately scolded, "If you keep arguing, I'll ask your Eldest Senior Sister to fight!"
This move was indeed effective.
The five of them instantly became quiet like chickens and waited for their master to speak.
However, Shen Jun looked around and still felt troubled.
This time, he came to the Brahma Immortal Palace to cause trouble. Other than cleaning up the sect, he also wanted to show off and have a good time.
Since he wanted to show off, then he had to win the second match, and he had to win it in a carefree manner.
Xie Qilan was his trump card, so he had to keep her.
Yao Yuanlong? Forget it, a late-stage False Immortal Stage expert was a little difficult for him.
Gan Jiayu? His Dead Spirit Great Way was still okay, but in a one-on-one battle, he was still a little weak.
Then, he could only choose between Lee Qinglian, Sun Wufan, and Zhuge Tianji.
A sword cultivator, an assassin, and a berserker. Which one should he choose?
For a moment, Shen Jun was actually having a hard time making a choice.
After holding it in for a few minutes, Shen Jun simply shouted, "Damn it, if I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have let all of you come here. It's really hard to choose!"
"Lee Qinglian! Sun Wufan! Zhuge Tianji!"
"Disciple is here!" The three of them were shocked and immediately stood straight up.
"The three of you, guess a game! Whoever wins will go up!"
What the hell?
The three of them looked at each other in dismay.
As Shen Jun's disciples, of course they had learned the game of guessing.
But... Didn't they say that this competition was a matter of life and death, and they couldn't be careless at all?
Master, aren't you being a bit too careless?
"What are you looking at?! Just let me guess! Hurry up!" Shen Jun urged impatiently.
"That's right! Hurry up! Otherwise, I, Old Sun, will go out with Master!" Sun Wufan held the iron rod in one hand and raised it impatiently with the other.
He was not embarrassed at all.
He was thick-skinned. Lee Qinglian and Zhuge Tianji were not that casual.
They had not played this game for almost a thousand years. The last time they played it, it was when they were in their teens.
"Alright, alright. Master has already said so. Eighth Junior Brother, let's just play the game."
"Alright... alright..." Zhuge Tianji could only accept the order.
"Come, come, come! Stone, Scissors, Paper!"
"Holy shit, a draw? Again! Stone, Scissors, Paper! "
In the outside world, Elder Cheng of Brahma Immortal Palace had already been standing in the arena for five minutes.
On Shen Jun's side, there was still no movement.
"Shen Jun! Is there any use in delaying? Hurry up and let your contestant come out!" Brahma Immortal Lord frowned and shouted impatiently.
"Stop shouting! I am kind-hearted. I want your Great Elder to live a few more minutes!" Shen Jun retorted without hesitation.
"You! Arrogant!"
In terms of verbal abuse, how could Brahma Immortal Lord, this kind of person, be better than a modern person like Shen Jun?
"Alright, it's enough to live a few more minutes. Prepare to fight!"
After saying that, Shen Jun snapped his fingers.
The space around him fluctuated, and another person walked out of thin air.
Wait... It didn't seem like a person?
On the side of the Immortal Palace, the higher-ups couldn't help but reveal a look of doubt.
This aura... It seemed to be a Demonic Beast?
As expected, after that figure completely walked out, his appearance was very different from that of a human.
He was dressed in golden armor and had golden fur. He held a metal rod that was as long as his eyebrows.
It seemed to be a ape type Demonic Beast.
His cultivation base was... Middle Period of Emperor?
What a joke!
After dragging it out for so long, they thought that some expert was going to be invited out.
A single Middle Period of Emperor wanted to deal with Elder Cheng, who was at the late stage of the False Immortal Realm?
Wasn't this simply courting death?
But in the next second.
Boom!
The familiar scene appeared once again.
The golden light shone through the clouds.
Heaven and Earth Profound Bell!
The fourth... the fourth Peerless God's favored?