Chapter 164: An Unkind Invitation

 "I want to retreat for one night."

 Returning to the palace, Nangong Zhandao left alone.

 "By tomorrow, he should be able to reach the perfection of the Saint Realm." Lin Qianmo looked at Nangong Zhandao's back with a complicated expression.

 In the hall, Nangong Zhandao was sitting cross-legged.

 He activated the Xuandu Book of Forgetfulness and instantly entered the realm of sitting and forgetfulness. No movement or movement could affect his practice.

 The majestic magic power surged, and Nangong Zhandao's aura became stronger and stronger.

 On the next day, a hint of fish belly white appeared in the east. Nangong Zhandao stopped practicing. He opened his eyes and looked full of energy without any trace of fatigue.

 "I don't know, how strong am I now?" Nangong Zandao felt Peiran's power, "A group of them join forces, I wonder if they can shake me?"

 He suddenly became interested.

 No one can be his opponent at the Qianlong Conference.

 However, if the front nine join forces, it may make him feel a little bit of pressure.

 Nangong Zandao smiled.

 It had been a long time since he had felt pressure.

 He walked out of the palace, the sky broke at dawn, and the morning light shone on him, making him look like a banished immortal, free from dust.

 "Senior Brother Nangong."

 A woman from the Moon God Clan came over, with admiration hidden in her eyes, but it was concealed very well.

 "The decisive battle is about to begin, why don't I go with my senior brother?"

 "No need."

 Nangong Zandao looked at her lightly and then looked away.

 The woman could not hide the disappointment in her eyes.

 Soon after, Lin Qianmo, Lan Youruo and a group of people came over, and everyone headed to the Qianlong Club.

 "Everyone, today is the last day of the Qianlong Club."

 Yang Xuanzhan said with a smile on his face: "I don't know who will take the position of leader?"

 "Senior Tianji, today's decisive battle is up to us. Be the one to decide."

 Qi Zijun from the Wa Palace smiled lightly and bowed to Ye Xu.

 "What do you want to do?"

 "Junior wants to challenge Nangong Zhandao." Qi Zijun's expression condensed.

 Once he loses, he will have no chance to fight Nangong Zandao.

 He came here to kill Nangong Dao. If he couldn't fight, he might regret it for half his life.

 "You think so too?" Ye Xu glanced at Meng Feixian, Xuan Yu, Qi Wuhen and others and said calmly.

 "Yes."

 Everyone nodded.

 "Senior, this is unfair." Lan Youruo frowned, "They all want to challenge Nangong Zhandao. Isn't this a human sea tactic?" "In my opinion

 , it is most fair to follow senior's arrangement."

 " That makes sense." Ye Xu smiled.

 "Senior, this junior also has a merciless request."

 Suddenly, Nangong Zhandao, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

 "Say."

 Ye Xu stared at Nangong Zhan meaningfully.

 "Junior made a breakthrough in my cultivation yesterday, and today I would like to ask you all to help me prove my strength." Nangong Zandao looked indifferently, "Since you all want to fight me, why not come together."

 Boom!

 As soon as these words came out, the scene was boiling.

 "Nangong, you are crazy!" Lan Youruo seemed to be unable to believe his ears. Nangong Zandao actually wanted to fight against nine top geniuses on his own?

 To this day, Nangong Zhandao is recognized as the number one genius.

 However, which one of those nine people is not a genius that is rare in a thousand years or even ten thousand years?

 One is extremely difficult, let alone nine?

 "Hahaha..."

 The Emperor of the Miaofa Sect laughed endlessly, with a playful look in his eyes, "This kid really doesn't know the heights of the world. He thinks that he is invincible because of his great luck?" "

 Otherwise."

 The Empress of the Holy Mother Palace said: " Nangong Zhandao is a man with great fortune in the Yuan Realm, so you should not underestimate him."

 Dao King also showed a strange smile.

 "Nangong Zhandao, if you want to challenge the nine of us on your own, you are too disrespectful of us!"

 Qi Zijun looked angry, and he felt that he had been humiliated.

 "You are insulting us."

 Li Xieyun's face was also extremely ugly.

 "Nangong Zhan said, what I want is a fair duel, who is willing to bully the minority with more?" Qi Wuhen recovered from his injuries and became active again.

 "If we defeat you together, we will be ridiculed if word spreads. We cannot win without force."

 "Master, what should we do?"

 Yang Xuanzhan looked at the chaotic scene, not knowing what to do.

 "Just wait and see what happens."

 Ye Xu said calmly.

 Meng Feixian's beautiful eyes twinkled.

 Her strength was originally not as good as Nangong Zhandao. Now Nangong Zhandao has made a breakthrough again, his strength has reached a higher level, and she is no match for him.

 However, Nangong Zhandao's request made her angry.

 They regarded Nangong Zandao as their real opponent, but Nangong Zandao obviously didn't take them seriously.

 "Senior Brother Nangong, why don't you let me come and meet you for a while?"

 Yan Duxing was eager to give it a try.

 "A waste of time."

 Nangong Zhan said without any interest.

 "Wait a minute."

 Qi Wuhen rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Nangong Zhandao, why don't you let me fight you with him? If you can defeat us, it proves that you are indeed capable enough."

 "In this case, they may agree."

 "Fellow Taoists, what do you think?"

 "Okay."

 Bu Linglong nodded.

 The strength of Yan Duxing and Qi Wuhen was only inferior to them. It would be extremely difficult to defeat the two of them together.

 At least Bu Linglong thought she couldn't do it.

 "I have no objection."

 Li Xieyun, Qi Zijun and Xuan Yu nodded in agreement.

 "Amitabha, this young monk also agrees." Monk Juexin from Xiaoxitian Temple smiled.

 "Okay."

 A man in black with a fierce aura responded in a low voice and was taciturn.

 This is the genius of Yama Mansion.

 The only person in the Netherworld who entered the top twenty.

 Nangong Zandao frowned.

 "Since we have reached a consensus, let's make this decision." Ye Xu made the final decision.

 The words of the Master of Tianji Pavilion still carry a lot of weight.

 Ye Xu's voice came, and there were no more arguments.

 "Senior Brother Nangong, please give me some advice."

 Yan Duxing was extremely nervous and used all his strength to activate the Xuan Gong. The magic power vibrated, and divine patterns revived, wrapping around his body like tattoos.

 Countless divine patterns, like a totem, are branded with the evil ghost of hell, Shura Yaksha.

 However, there is a sense of righteousness in Yan Duxing's body.

 Before taking action, Yan Duxing used all his strength and used his prison-suppressing divine body to fight Nangong Zandao.

 Qi Wuhen held the magic spear in his hand, and the black and yellow energy was brewing.

 The divine spear roared, and a spear intent broke through the sky. The divine spear in his hand erupted with a dragon roar, and the whole person suddenly disappeared.

 The world is spinning and the seasons are changing.

 Four poles of reincarnation!

 Spring, summer, autumn and winter were changing, and Nangong Zhandao was trapped. A divine spear fell from the sky and merged with the heaven and earth. With one shot, the only thing left in the eyes of everyone was this spear.

 "Man and gun merge into one..." Bu

 Linglong's eyes moved slightly. Although this magical power was not as good as Xuanhuang's original power, it was still extremely impressive.

 Boom!

 Yan took a single step forward, his mighty divine power surged like a celestial river, and he crashed into Nangong Zandao like a sun.

 Two top talents join forces to fight.

 "Do you think they can block Nangong Zhandao's move?"

 Ye Xu looked at the battlefield with a smile.

 "It should be possible."

 Yang Xuanzhan was not sure, and said, "In any case, Yan Duxing and Qi Wuhen are both top ten geniuses. No matter how powerful Nangong Zhandao is, it is impossible to kill them with one move, right?

 " Keep reading."

 Ye Xu said with a faint smile.

 Sonorous!

 The sound of swords sounded.

 Nangong Zhandao seemed to have turned into a magic sword, and an extremely domineering sword intention burst out of the body. Just the sword intention was like a heavenly sword soaring straight into the sky.

 Qi Wuhen's four-pole reincarnation magical power was instantly broken.

 Qi Wuhen was dumbfounded.

 He also understood the reincarnation spear intention, but it seemed to be completely different from Nangong Zhandao's sword intention.

 Click!

 Between heaven and earth, an invisible heavenly sword slashed down, Qi Wuhen's divine spear suddenly broke, his body split into two halves, and countless sword energy surged.

 Although Qi Wuhen tried his best to suppress the sword energy, he still could not suppress the sword energy.

 "Is it possible to use Xuanhuang's origin again?"

 A thought came to Qi Wuhen's mind, but he immediately gave up the idea.

 In the battle with Beitang Jue, the reason why he used Xuanhuang's origin was because he wanted to kill someone.

 At this moment, what he wanted to do was save his life.

 "Senior Brother Nangong, I surrender."

 Qi Wuhen shouted loudly and ran out of the battlefield.

 Boom!

 at the same time.

 Yan Duxing exerted all his strength to activate the Prison Suppressing Divine Art, and his strength completely exploded. He was like a giant, with the totem on his body resurrected, and a hell appeared.

 This is the realm of the wild goose.

 He went all out in an attempt to defeat Nangong Zhandao's sword intent.

 However, Nangong Zhandao still made no move.

 He didn't move where he was. The sword intent broke Qi Wuhen's four-pole reincarnation and shattered the reincarnation spear intent. Not only did it not weaken, it became more terrifying.

 Yan Duxing sensed the invasion of sword intent.

 I saw that the hell realm was disintegrating and collapsing inch by inch, and the evil Shura ghosts turned into nothing the moment they came into contact with the sword's intention.

 After one breath, hell collapsed.

 Yan Duxing's body was shaken violently, with dense knife marks appearing on his body, and blood flowing profusely.

 Bang!

 Yan Duxing's body shrank sharply and turned into its original shape. He stood tremblingly on the fighting platform, his whole body covered with hideous knife wounds, like an evil ghost.

 "Such a strong sword intention."

 This sword was extremely shocking.

 "So domineering."

 Bu Linglong and Li Xieyun looked at each other, and their hearts tightened.

 With his domineering sword intention, he defeated Qi Wuhen and Yan Duxing with one strike, and the victory was swift and clean.

 At this moment, no one dared to question Nangong Zhandao's strength.

 "Access."

 Nangong Zandao said calmly as he looked at the bloody goose walking alone.

 "In a battle with senior brother, even if I lose, it will be an honor." Yan Duxing forced a smile, but the deep sense of frustration made Yan Duxing very discouraged.

 He practiced hard and suffered day and night, but in the end he couldn't stop Nangong Zhandao's sword.

 The gap between him and Nangong Zhandao is like a chasm.

 Offstage.

 Meng Feixian was taking action to help Qi Wuhen suppress the sword intent. Although he fled the battlefield, Qi Wuhen was still in shock.

 At this time, the geniuses at Luoshen Ridge rarely laughed at Qi Wuhen.

 Everyone knows that Nangong Zhandao is a pervert.

 After a while, Meng Feixian finally completely wiped out the sword intention.

 "Sister Meng, the seven of you are not necessarily his opponents." Qi Wuhen was heartbroken. He was fearless, and he finally felt fear.

 Meng Feixian looked at him in surprise.

 "You know how to be afraid?" Meng Feixian joked.

 Qi Wuhen was embarrassed, "This... who is afraid?"

 Meng Feixian was too lazy to defend.

 "Now, you can go together."

 Nangong Zhandao's voice came, very clear.

 However, in the ears of the seven Bu Linglong people, it was extremely harsh.