Chapter 427 I Object, It's Not Fair

The funeral was carrying his hands on his back, and walked to the side with the appearance of serving Ni Tianxia.

Walking to the edge, he glanced at Qiu Changkong with murderous intent.

As for Lu Ming, he was directly ignored by him. He was just a guy who depended on luck, and was not worthy of his attention.

After the funeral, it was the last one.

This time, there is not much suspense.

One is a genius in the late stage of the ninth stage of Wuzong, and the other is a genius in the early stage of ninth stage of Wuzong.

After more than 20 moves in the battle, the genius of the late Wuzong Ninth Layer won.

This genius of the late stage of Wuzong Ninth Layer, named Song Yan, is a genius in a super large region, with a cold face.

At this point, the five geniuses who entered the third round were born.

They were Fu Sheng, Qiu Changkong, Xuan Feng, Song Yan, and Lu Ming.

Of course, Lu Ming was directly ignored by everyone.

So far, Lu Ming hasn't made a move. In the eyes of everyone, he is just lucky.

This time, the Eastern Heavenly God Guard will definitely be decided by these five people in public, and most people value the funeral and Qiu Changkong more.

"Now, for the last draw, the rules are the same, No. 1 to No. 4, the other one, bye!"

The middle-aged referee announced.

Then, as before, the referee removed the aura on the jade cards and suspended the five jade cards in the air.

This time, Lu Ming didn't do anything at all and just waited there.

After his death, Qiu Changkong and the others chose a jade tablet, and only the last one was left, and Lu Ming took the jade tablet in his hand.

"This time, who will be in the hands of the bye card?"

"No matter who is in the hands, I bet it will never be in Lu Ming's hands. If he can still draw a bye card, I will take off my clothes and run around here."

"So cruel?"

"It's so cruel,

Because I don't believe that there are such lucky people in the world. "

There were all kinds of voices in the audience.

On the battlefield, Lu Ming flipped over the jade card and looked at it, his expression suddenly became very strange.

A bye card, he drew a bye card again.

The third time he drew a bye card, even Lu Ming's lips trembled.

"Report your number!"

Middle-aged Dharma Protector.

"Number one!"

The funeral opened the jade card.

"I'm number two!"

Qiu Wuyang turned over the jade card.

"I'm number four!"

Song Yandao.

Finally, Xuan Feng gave Lu Ming a strange look, opened the jade card, and said, "I'm number three!"

quiet!

When Xuan Feng turned over the jade card, the audience suddenly fell silent.

Everyone was silent, just staring at Lu Ming, and then their eyes widened.

After a while, there was a loud noise.

"Wochao, Wochao, Wochao, Wochao, it's him again, it's him again, it's actually him again."

"It's too bad. I drew a bye card again, and I entered the top three directly. Without a fight, I entered the top three. It really blinded my eyes."

"It's so unfair."

Some people are already incoherent.

"Hey, what did you say just now? If Lu Ming draws a bye card again, you will take off your clothes and run wild on the spot. Now, hurry up!"

"What? What? What did you say? Why can't I hear it anymore? It's over, I'm suddenly deaf. No, I'm going to see the Ming alchemist."

The wretched big man who threatened to take off his clothes just pretended to be stupid and found an excuse to slip away.

"Wochao, this guy is so shameless, it's not worth talking about."

Someone cursed.

In short, the whole place is in chaos.

As for Lu Xiu, Jian Fengyun, Jiang Hongwen, and others, they were completely petrified, and they were speechless, not knowing what to say.

And the middle-aged guardian of the Ditian Shrine also kept his eyelids twitching.

But no one saw that, Lu Ming sighed there, and slowly and reluctantly opened the jade card.

Bye, two big characters are bright.

"I object, it's not fair!"

Suddenly, a loud cry rang out.

Immediately, all the sounds disappeared, the audience became quiet, and the needles could be heard.

Everyone was stunned, all eyes focused on the shouting person.

The person who shouted unfairly was actually Lu Ming, it was Lu Ming!

Everyone is messed up.

Brother, it was you who drew a bye card, and you drew a bye card over and over again. It's not someone else. Now, you are still yelling unfairly? This is also unfair, so other people are going to vomit blood.

Even at the funeral, Qiu Changkong's mouth twitched, completely confused by Lu Ming.

"Why is it unfair?"

The middle-aged guardian took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and asked.

"Everyone else can make a duel, and they all have their own opponents, but I don't. I watch others make a shot every time. It's so boring and unfair!"

Lu Ming shouted.

He really thought so in his heart, every time he had a bye, what a mess, if Qiu Changkong was defeated by others, how could he abuse him, how could he avenge Lu Yuntian?

He thought this way, others didn't know, and suddenly, the audience burst into a commotion.

"Wochao, this guy is so abominable, it's so cheap to be good."

"No way, I really can't stand it any longer. Heaven, earth, let down a thunderbolt to kill him."

The place was noisy.

Others want to draw an empty card, but they still can't draw it. He's good, and he's not comfortable when he draws it again and again.

"Guardian, or else, let me exchange with someone else, Xuan Feng, just him, let me exchange with him!"

Lu Ming said.

Xuan Feng's opponent happened to be Qiu Changkong.

"No, these are the rules of the Ditian Shrine. The rules can't be broken. If you get a bye, that's a bye."

The middle-aged Dharma protector almost said it through gritted teeth. He never moved out of the rules of the Ditian Temple for this reason.

"This... This is it, hey, that's fine!"

Lu Ming sighed and walked to the platform with a sigh. With a wave of his hand, he took out a chair and sat down like this, staring at the center of the platform in a daze.

A very reluctant, very helpless look.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, everyone had itchy teeth, even Jian Fengyun and the others were almost the same.

The middle-aged man's eyelids jumped a few times, took a deep breath, coughed a few times, and said, "Quiet!"

The scene slowly quieted down.

"Okay, next, the duel begins, No. 1, Burial, against No. 4, Song Yan."

Middle-aged law enforcement announced.

Qiu Changkong and Xuan Feng walked to one side, and in the center of the battlefield, only Fusheng and Song Yan were left.

"Song Yan, right, hurry up and admit defeat, you are not my opponent."

The funeral looked at Song Yandao with contempt.

"I'm not ashamed to say it, but you are strong, but I'm not necessarily afraid of you. This time, Dongtian Shenwei, I am determined to win."

Song Yan was holding a sword, and the sword was soaring into the sky.

"It's just you? You also want to win the Eastern Heavenly God's Guard? You're not afraid of others laughing at your teeth. Since that's the case, let you see the gap between us."

boom!

As soon as the funeral voice fell, an extremely powerful aura erupted from his body.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao