"Why did Grandmaster Uncle choose Zuo Jiandong?" Yuan Ran showed undisguised surprise when he saw Zuo Jiandong.
Gao Han, who was standing next to him, heard this and asked, "Is there any problem with Zuo Jiandong?"
"Almost none of the disciples of the Phantom Demon Sect are good people. Zuo Jiandong is one of the worst. The disciple of the Phantom Demon Sect, Master Qingyun, is the elder leading the Phantom Demon Sect this time. The middle-aged man with a black beard and wearing a green Taoist robe is Master Qingyun. He is a demon cultivator who looks very righteous. Who knows how many bad things he has done behind the scenes? If we hadn't been able to find any evidence against him, we would have let him go long ago."
Gao Han followed Yuan Ran's line of sight and saw that he was indeed a hypocritical demon cultivator, which could be determined from his nickname.
Yu Zilang had been eavesdropping on his conversation, and couldn't stand it after hearing this. "Junior Brother Yuan, you've said so much, but you haven't gotten to the point. The most powerful thing about Master Qingyun is that all of his conspiracies and shady methods, which are exposed in the open, are related to demons."
Yuan Ran just explained the brief outline of the situation and planned to tell the story later, but he was not angry when someone beat him to it.
"Demons are creatures that all cultivators on Lingtian Continent must kill upon seeing. Anything they do to demons will not violate the moral bottom line of the human race. This is the brilliance of Master Qingyun. Zuo Jiandong, who inherited his legacy, is naturally better than him. His greatest hobby is to torture demons for fun. The scenes are often very bloody and cruel."
When Yu Zilang said this, he suddenly sneered and looked at Zuo Jiandong.
"Although I love beauty, I am not like him. He cannot live without a beauty. If Zuo Jiandong does not torture the demons, he will go crazy."
Gao Han was a little curious, "Have you seen it?"
"Of course, we often go to the demon battlefield for training or to complete missions. We have been there before when the secret realm appeared. I have seen him slaughter demons more than once."
Yu Zilang's eyes were cold. It was the first time that Gao Han saw him so serious. He always thought he was sloppy along the way.
"Although he has not attacked any human cultivators, with his temperament, would he hold back if a conflict really occurred? I'm afraid there are quite a few human cultivators who have died at his hands in secret."
"Since they are so bloodthirsty, why haven't they caught any evidence against their master and disciple?" Gao Han asked again.
Pei Zhenghai, who heard their conversation, came over and said, "How cunning! We have always suspected that they treat human cultivators and demons differently."
"Why are you interrupting me?" Yu Zilang glared at him.
Pei Zhenghai rolled his eyes at him.
"What's the difference?"
"This is the cleverness of the Phantom Demon Sect. If they slaughter demons for pleasure and to relieve stress, then when they kill human monks, it is rational. Their methods are completely opposite and clean and efficient. That's why we haven't been able to catch them for so many years."
"They seem to be cruel and vicious, and cannot control their brutality when facing demons, but they have extraordinary willpower."
"This isn't a good thing for them in the long run, right?" Gao Han couldn't imagine how such contradictory people could come to this point.
"So killing demons is a good way for them to relieve stress. Many ideas that cannot be implemented on human cultivators can be implemented on demons. If anyone dares to stop them, they will be slandered as demons in turn." Pei Zhenghai shrugged.
Gao Han looked at Zhongli Tingzhou who was in the center of the battle circle, "Is that why we can't choose Zuo Jiandong?"
Yu Zilang said: "That's not the case, but it's best not to choose Zuo Jiandong, because this guy is different from Chen Binyu. He fights with his life at stake and is full of tricks. It's not easy to defeat him."
"So, if we want to deal with Zuo Jiandong, it's best to end it quickly?" Gao Han narrowed his eyes slightly.
"That's right. Zuo Jiandong also knows this. Many monks who fight against him will do the same. He will drag the battle out until his opponents are exhausted. If he can kill them, he will kill them on the spot. If he cannot kill them, he will also inflict unforgettable scars on them."
"Uncle Master Zhongli's cultivation is lower than him, and his spiritual power is not as deep as his. The best way is to fight quickly and decisively."
As they were talking, Zuo Jiandong, who was in the center of the battle circle, spoke again.
"You chose me, probably because you have heard of my name. Your fellow disciples should have told you that the only way to deal with me is to fight quickly and decisively." Zuo Jiandong curled his scarlet lips.
Zhongli Tingzhou's face was solemn. "My fellow disciples? I don't have that many fellow disciples. Only one came today. He didn't know that I would choose you, and he wouldn't say anything even if he knew."
The unexpected answer made Zuo Jiandong stunned for a moment. What was this guy talking about?
Everyone in Zixiao Sect looked puzzled. Could the fellow disciples that Uncle-Master Zhongli was referring to be the Sixth Elder?
Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the Sixth Elder, only to see that he was smiling without showing a trace of displeasure.
In terms of seniority, Great-Uncle Zhongli is indeed of the same generation as the Sixth Elder. There is nothing logically wrong with them being brothers.
Zuo Jiandong stopped talking to him about fellow disciples and brothers. "I'll give you a chance to choose. Hand over a purple gold medal and I'll let you go. If you don't, I'm not as measured as Chen Binyu."
"To tell you the truth, I haven't done much today. Now I'm itching to fight, and I really want to find someone to fight with. This challenge doesn't say you can't kill the opponent. If your elders don't fight in time, you'll die in vain."
"That may not be the case. It is also possible that you are the one who will die." Zhongli Tingzhou clenched his hand that was not holding the sword slightly, and then quickly loosened it. He did not notice that Zuo Jiandong's mouth corners suddenly curled up.
He always enjoys the process of slaughtering his enemies, so he pays special attention to the enemy's reaction. No matter how small his movements are, they can never be hidden from his eyes.
"It seems that you can't make a decision yet, so why don't I help you."
Zuo Jiandong suddenly stopped being in a hurry to end the challenge. It seemed like it was a very enjoyable process to bully the younger generations in front of the elders of Zixiao Sect.
After saying this, he glanced at the elders of the Youmo Sect. Since the latter did not make any response, he knew that this could be done.
"Red Star Imperial Sword!" Zuo Jiandong roared, and his body rushed in front of Zhongli Tingzhou like a bolt of thunder, and chopped down with force with the sword in his hand.
Zhongli Tingzhou used his speed, but facing Zuo Jiandong who was trying his best, he could only hastily block with his sword.
There was a loud bang and he was knocked back by the blow, with the sword in his hand almost falling out of his hand.
Zuo Jiandong took advantage of the victory and pursued the opponent. Every time he swung his sword, it was like the sound of a huge bell when it hit Zhongli Tingzhou's sword. The strength that he had been proud of before seemed to be suppressed after he was approached.
"I found your weakness." Zuo Jiandong slashed with his knife and rushed towards Zhongli Tingzhou with an evil smile.
After being stabbed more than a dozen times, Zhongli Tingzhou's face had turned a little pale.
"Really? The outcome isn't decided yet." He gritted his teeth and tried to hold on stubbornly.
Zuo Jiandong laughed loudly, "Yeah, the outcome is not decided yet, don't worry, this is just the beginning, there are more exciting things to come!"
After discovering that the opponent's close combat strength did not seem to be strong, Zuo Jiandong no longer gave him the opportunity to distance themselves from each other. He also liked close combat because in this way, he could be unscrupulous and it was easier for him to leave scars on the opponent.
"By the way, what do you think of the move your companion used to deal with Ge Haoming? You can try it now. It's a pity that you are not wearing white clothes." Zuo Jiandong said with a laugh while swinging his knife vigorously.
He likes the other person to wear white clothes, so that when the blood spreads, the picture will be more beautiful and make him feel more.
"How can you not wear white clothes? How about we pause for a moment and you change into white clothes?" Zuo Jiandong turned into a chatterbox, chattering non-stop and making a serious suggestion.
"Okay, then you step back." Zhongli Tingzhou replied seriously.
Zuo Jiandong was stunned for a moment. He certainly didn't really want to give the other party a chance. He was just teasing him on purpose. He didn't expect that the man would take it seriously. He sneered, "You are so naive. Okay, I'll back off."
After saying this, he not only did not step back, but he moved forward.
"Are you learning from him, using a knife to cut me in close combat so that I can't display my true strength?" Zhongli Tingzhou suddenly said in a low voice.
"That's right," Zuo Jiandong admitted without hesitation, laughing triumphantly, "How about it? It must be quite nice to be defeated by the moves of your fellow disciples."
He walked forward as he spoke, while Zhongli Tingzhou retreated repeatedly and was chopped down so hard that he had almost no chance to fight back.
Zhongli Tingzhou suddenly let out a low growl. He no longer insisted on swinging his sword. He blocked with his sword, and his legs flashed as he quickly retreated, putting some distance between him and him.
Zuo Jiandong immediately chased after him, but was still left a short distance behind him.
Zhongli Tingzhou swung his sword hastily, and immediately more than a dozen sword lights flew out.
Zuo Jiandong sneered. Even these weak sword lights wanted to deal with him. He didn't even have the desire to resist and rushed forward with his physical body.
More than a dozen sword lights fell on him, but failed to hurt him much, only leaving a few shallow bloody wounds on his body.
Zhongli Tingzhou, who originally wanted to take the opportunity to create some distance, failed in his plan and was approached again.
"It seems that the lesson just now was not enough. Next time, I will be serious." While Zuo Jiandong was speaking, a sharp claw with a silver glow suddenly appeared in the hand that was not holding the knife. The claw grabbed forward with a hissing sound.
Zhongli Tingzhou's clothes were torn open, revealing a trail of six claw marks. Bright red blood oozed from the marks, and the next second, the blood turned black.
"You are poisoned." Zuo Jiandong said softly, with a bloody smile on his face.
This time, Zuo Jiandong did not engage in close combat. He even took the initiative to step back a short distance and looked at him leisurely.
"Oh no, our great-grandmaster has been poisoned by Zuo Jiandong. We are in trouble now!" When everyone in Zixiao Sect saw this, their faces changed.
"Is his poison special?" Gao Han, who knew nothing, asked calmly.
Seeing that he was not in a hurry at all, Yuan Ran thought that he was so calm because he didn't know. "Of course, Zuo Jiandong's poison is called Blood Hand Poison Scale, which will corrode the meridians of cultivators and devour spiritual power. It is a relatively insidious move. Once you are poisoned, you must take the antidote as soon as possible, otherwise it will cause irreversible damage to the meridians. The longer the time, the more likely it is to leave sequelae."
"Gao Han, you should make Grandmaster Zhongli admit defeat. The poison in his body cannot be delayed. As long as you activate your spiritual power, the evaporation speed of the bloody hand poison scales will be accelerated. In a short while, it may spread throughout the meridians of the body."
After Yuan Ran finished speaking, Zhongli Tingzhou just spat out a mouthful of black blood. The black blood was almost coagulating into a clot. After being spit out, it fell straight to the ground. There happened to be a stone there. With a puff, the venom of the Blood Hand Poison Scales instantly burned through the stone.
Gao Han's expression suddenly became solemn. He was not absorbed by the Yin-Yang Pearl. Could it be that Blood Hand Poison Scale was really that powerful that even the Yin-Yang Pearl could not do anything to him?
"What kind of poison did you give me? What happened to my spiritual power?" Zhongli Tingzhou roared with a livid face.
Gao Han was immediately relieved. Fortunately, the acting genius could still act, which meant that the Blood Hand and Poison Scale had limited effect on him. The black blood just now should have been forced out by him deliberately fighting with the Yin-Yang Pearl. If the Yin-Yang Pearl had its own consciousness, it would probably be depressed to death.
Zuo Jiandong raised his head and laughed, "Didn't your fellow disciples tell you that my specialty, Blood Hands and Poison Scales?"
"My fellow disciples don't even know your name, so how can they know your specialty? Who the hell are you?" Zhongli Tingzhou explained arrogantly.
Zuo Jiandong's smile froze, and his face turned cold: "You have provoked me again and again. It seems that you don't want the antidote."
"I told you that you will give it to me, if not, shut up." Zhongli Tingzhou spat out another mouthful of black blood, "Since you force me, I will no longer hide my strength. Even if I risk being crippled, I will kill you today!"
Zuo Jiandong was so angry that he laughed, "Kill me? I want to see if you still have that ability."
Zhongli Tingzhou suddenly put away the sword in his hand.
Zuo Jiandong was stunned for a moment, then smiled smugly, "We agreed to fight to the death, are you going to change your mind and beg for mercy on your knees?"
"Dream on." A sword reappeared in Zhongli Tingzhou's hand, "Today I will let you taste the power of the immortal weapon."
Zuo Jiandong was shocked. Is this sword a fairy weapon? No, it should be a fake fairy weapon.
But even if it is a fake immortal weapon, if you want to activate it, you still need spiritual power. He has bloody poison scales on his body. If he wants to release enough spiritual power to activate the immortal weapon, the amount required is huge. If he doesn't use it by the time, he will probably kill himself.
"I'm so scared, then come on." Zuo Jiandong narrowed his eyes, it would be great if he could snatch this fake immortal weapon.
Seeing that Master Zhongli was about to take real action, Yuan Ran quickly said to Gao Han, "Quickly persuade him. Once Master Zhongli uses his spiritual power to activate the pseudo-immortal weapon, the bloody hand poison scales will quickly spread throughout his body."
"Yeah, listen to Yuanran. Don't show off. It will hurt your foundation, which is not good." Pei Zhenghai also advised.
"The Wanxiandao will open again tomorrow, and the highlight will come next. There is no need to be obsessed with this. It's just a failure." Lei Xinyue also joined the ranks of persuading.
They all thought that Zhongli Tingzhou did this for the sake of face.
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