Chapter 353: Life and Death Stickers

"boom……"

The surging infant power and violent fists, like the top of a mountain, slammed heavily towards Zhu Wujie's position.

The faces of many monks around changed suddenly, and it seems that Wu Chang did not dare to do this. Isn't he afraid of death?

As everyone knows, the Wandu Sect punishes the disciples who kill each other very severely, and they will kill and destroy the sect at every turn. Wu Chang has always bullied the soft and fears the hard.

Even if this matter is really justified by Wu Chang, but he is an outer disciple, if he really kills the inner disciple of Zhu Wuyi, Wandu Sect will never spare him easily.

Abolishing his skills is already a trivial matter, and it is even possible to kill him directly, or even destroy his entire family.

But Wu Chang did just that, he's really a man!

Many practitioners admired Wu Chang a little, and then watched his fist suddenly change direction when it was close to Zhu Wuyang, slamming into the sky fiercely.

"boom……"

The sky was like thunder, showing how amazing Wu Chang's punch was.

This……

"Zhu Wuyang, were you frightened by this old man's punch? You are now obediently apologizing, and it's still too late to hand over the Wuyang Xiaoying Pill Series and Wuyanglou!"

Facing the extremely quiet street, Wu Chang laughed, as if he really scared Zhu Wuyi.

But when Zhu Wuyang faced his fist, he just watched from start to finish, didn't even move, is this called being frightened?

Zhu Wuyi was speechless: "Wu Chang, are you blind? Senior brother has been waiting for so long, so why don't you come here for me?"

"Uh..." Wu Chang endured the embarrassment, in fact, he just saw that Zhu Wuyi was not frightened by him at all, but he couldn't just admit it, in that case where would he put his face: "It seems that you can't see the coffin? Weeping, in this case, for the sake of fairness, do you dare to accept the old man's life-and-death battle post?"

Seeing Wu Chang forcibly changing the subject, Zhu Wuyi was unwilling to let him go like this: "Junior Wu Chang, you are just a little bit bold, it really opened my eyes to senior brother, you are not a woman, are you?"

"Wish Wuyi, don't go too far!" Wu Chang's face was ugly: "Do you dare to accept the old man's life-and-death battle post?"

Zhu Wuyi smiled: "Wu Chang,

Can you be more shameless, you are a monk of the Yuanying period, I am a monk of the Jindan period, but you are too embarrassed to give me a life-and-death battle post. If you can let the Jiulong Mountain set up a monk of the Yuanying period, you can give life and death to the monk of the Jindan period. I will promise you this rule of battle posts. "

"I..." Wu Chang was at a loss for words, even the brazen, old face was a little red.

Inside the Wandu Sect, such a life-and-death battle post, it is impossible to pass a small realm of strength, let alone a large realm.

Unless someone with a low level takes the initiative to submit a life-and-death battle to a person with a high level, it will basically not be recognized by Nine Dragons Mountain, unless someone with a low level actively seeks death.

The life-and-death battle post Zhu Wuyi was obviously not ready to take it, and Wu Chang didn't dare to kill him. Could this be the case today?

Looking at the tens of thousands of cultivators around, Wu Chang was embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, but after so many years of shamelessness, Wu Chang quickly calmed down.

"Zhu Wuyi, you can hide on the first day of the first day, but you can't hide on the fifteenth day. Compared with the Wu clan, you are nothing." Wu Changhan said, "You can ignore the old man's life and death post today, but there is still a month left. Hundreds of poisons have been fought, so why don't you accept the battle posts of the monks of the same rank?"

"When the time comes, the hundred poison list Tianjiao of our Wu clan's immortal clan will be there waiting for you, and will beat you and humiliate you in front of everyone. I want to see if you still have the face to stand on Jiulong Mountain in the future."

At the same time, Wu Chang’s voice transmission threatened: “And in the battle of hundreds of poisons, it is easy to make mistakes or something. It is normal for people to die. I hope you can hide. If you are afraid, kneel down and beg for mercy now and surrender There is still time for the Wuyang Xiaoban series and Wuyanglou, otherwise you will definitely die."

In the Battle of Hundred Poisons, every inner disciple, if challenged by a cultivator of the same level, would have to fight at least three times.

So Wu Chang planned to use this rule to force Zhu Wuyang to come to power to fight, so that he could take the opportunity to abolish Zhu Wuyang, or kill him directly.

Moreover, he was able to let out this bad breath in front of everyone's eyes, and let Zhu Wuyang bear his humiliation today. This was the strategy Wu Chang came up with in a short period of time.

Thinking of Zhu Wuyi, who was forced to come to power in the Battle of Hundred Poisons, Wu Chang couldn't help showing a stern smile on his face. Zhu Wuyi, you are dead this time, and no one can save you.

"This……"

What else can Zhu Wuyang say, he originally planned to gather momentum in the battle of the Hundred Poisons List and become the true prince, but Wu Chang also planned to use this Hundred Poisons War to kill him.

If this is the case, then change the way to retaliate against Wu Chang, push the time to a month, step on Wu Chang's head, and officially ascend to the position of the true prince.

Thinking of this, Zhu Wuyi's eyes flashed with splendor: "If this is the case, Junior Brother Wu Chang, then Senior Brother, I want to see how your immortal Wu clan is going to abolish me and kill me in the Battle of Hundred Poisons. In the slaughter of the rank monks, I still have a little grasp."

"A real Jindan who is less than a hundred years old, the old man wants to see how strong you are." Wu Chang sneered: "Since you have already said your words and agreed, don't run away after a month. We will never die!"

Zhu Wuyi said resolutely: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Wu, at that time, Senior Brother will never admit defeat and run away, I am afraid that your Wu clan monks will run away and admit defeat."

"By the way, doesn't your Wu clan have an inner disciple on the hundred poison list, let him wash his neck and wait for his brother, although according to the rules he can't challenge me who is not ranked, but I can challenge him, Let him wait."

"Okay, okay, the old man will tell his nephew about this when he goes back. His strength is not strong, and he is only more than 8,000 on the list of 100 poisons. Don't be afraid." Wu Chang smiled grimly, as if he had seen Zhu Wuyi being tortured. The moment when the nephew lost his strength and was torn to pieces.

In Wu Chang's view, it would be a piece of cake for a Tianjiao with more than 8,000 poisons on the list to kill Zhu Wuyang, a Jindan real person who had recently been promoted.

However, Zhu Wuyang, the idiot, is also improving very fast. Even Lu Zhen was defeated by him with one move. Lu Zhen is a monk in the later stage of Jindan.

Even if Lu Zhen was not from a great cultivator sect like Wandu Sect, his strength was a little worse than that of monks of the same rank, but he could still be regarded as not bad.

Zhu Wuyi can easily defeat even her, and his strength should be around the perfection of Jindan. I don't know how he improved so quickly.

But it doesn't matter, his nephew is also a great real person with a complete golden core, and he is also a powerful person on the hundred poison list, so he should be able to easily kill Zhu Wuyang.

Since he got a positive answer, forcing Zhu Wuyi to participate in the Battle of Hundred Poisons and accept the challenge of the real Jin Dan from the Wu family, Wu Chang barely achieved his goal.

He didn't want to stay here anymore, he said another harsh word, and hurriedly prepared to leave.

However, before leaving, Wu Chang saw Zhu Wuyi take out a photo stone and played it in front of Wuyang Building. Seeing the content inside, Wu Changhao didn't spit out a sip of old blood.