kingnovel Chapter 49
Chapter 49
"Sect Master, you have touched the authority of the Nine Nights Sect this time. The old men behind their sect will never let it go."
"What's more, Wang Jiuchao looks gentle and moist like jade, but he is actually not a good stubble."
"Over the years, a bowl of water has been flat on the surface, but behind it is a beast with a human face! The foundation of our sect is not stable, and now is not the time to provoke the Nine Nights Sect."
Ye Zhao knew that he was blaming himself for not abandoning the game.
"This seat knows that your heart is attached to the sect, and the Absolute sect is now in the limelight, and finally stopped earlier."
"But I want to teach Jiuxiaozong a lesson!"
A murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Ye Lao was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, "Sovereign, if you don't want the Rainbow Sword to fall into the hands of others, you can fight it later, now is not the time!"
Ye Zhao picked up the teacup and drank it down, "Don't worry, I know how to measure myself, and I will abstain in the future, but the Nine Nights Sect must suffer!"
In front of Tianhong, he blatantly used the Tianhong sword as a competition prize.
Nine Nights Sect is so bold!
Although today's rainbow can't compete with him.
But since the bullying is on the face, there must be no reason to bully in vain.
Tomorrow, he must let them see the trump card of the Rainbow Sect!
"Old Ye, take good care of your disciples. I will go to Xuanyang City and return before the match tomorrow."
Three months ago, he sent Jiazi craftsman to make the dragon pattern armor, but he still hasn't got it back!
With this thing, no matter how powerful Wang Jiuchao is, he can't hurt him at all!
After finishing speaking, he pierced the rainbow with his sword, and his figure was no longer there.
The next day, the venue of the Hundred Sects Conference was surrounded by immortal cultivators.
The news that Fei Zong turned into a phoenix by leaping from a branch last night spread throughout the entire continent, and many masters of Taoism came to watch the ceremony, and came here admiringly.
It was even more difficult to get a ticket for the Hundred Sects Conference, and even if some people leaned against the corner, they had to put their heads together to watch it.
Behind the curtain of the host private room on the high place, three gorgeous women looked at the bill handed over, and laughed.
Medusa straightened out her proud chest, her gorgeous eyes were mesmerizing.
"Ye Zhao is really a cash cow! Tickets for the conference have never sold so well!"
Hua Qianxue calmly straightened her luxurious robes, "If he loses to Wang Jiuchao today, his value will plummet."
Cardamom supported her head with a grin, looking at the audience.
"Eldest sister is right, I suddenly don't want him to lose!"
Tickets for the conference are sold out!
Actually sold a full 100 billion tickets.
I can't wait for the immortal cultivators from the whole continent to join in the fun.
It's just terrifying!
It is not an exaggeration to say that Ye Zhao is a proper cash cow.
Under the stage, the gong sounded and the silk and bamboo music sounded.
After Wang Jiuchao exhaled several times, he stood on the ring wearing armor.
But after waiting for a full nine gongs to strike, Ye Zhao was still missing.
Everyone turned their eyes to the stands, and looked around but did not see Ye Zhao.
Nine Nights Sect disciples taunted loudly.
"Your suzerain won't run away!"
"Ye Zhao has become the suzerain, so he still calls the child sick? If it doesn't work, you must admit defeat!"
Yan Nansheng looked around worriedly, lowered his eyebrows and moved closer to the old man.
Only then did I learn that Ye Zhao hadn't returned all night.
His eyes were flushed with anxiety, and his hands couldn't stop clenching together.
"Master, where have you been!"
Ye Lao coughed twice and stood up suddenly.
"Our suzerain was delayed on the road, so we must come quickly!"
"I, Tianhong, will never run away!"
The old man has a prominent status and is highly respected.
As soon as he opened his mouth, alchemists from all walks of life spoke up to defend him.
"That's right! If you can't hit someone, you would have surrendered long ago, the disciples of the Nine Nights Sect are really speechless!"
"Ye Zhao's thunderous methods, I'm afraid of his temper. Countless people have died under his hands in the past three months."
"Sect Master Ye may still want to fight!"
"Ye Zhao hasn't returned for such a long time, I wonder if Jiuxiaozong has tampered with it."
In the Dharma-Ending Era, alchemists are extremely rare, and each has a weird and picky personality.
Even Wang Jiuchao didn't want to offend an alchemist.
Of course the disciples didn't dare to say any more, so they could only suffer from being dumb.
He secretly scolded Ye Zhao in his heart.
But after waiting for another stick of incense, there was no trace of Ye Zhao in the sky.
Everyone was tired of waiting and did not dare to attack, Wang Jiuchao gave Lei Xiao a look impatiently.
The latter immediately understood.
The two of them drank together yesterday, so today Lei Xiao strikes while the iron is hot and sees every stitch.
If he could avoid a Ye Zhao battle, he would be happy to see it succeed.
Lei Xiao stood up and cleared his throat, "I think let's forget about today's excitement!"
"Ye Zhao refused to face the battle for a long time, and there was no one to be seen."
"There is no host in their sect, so they just forfeited the game!"
As soon as this statement came out, apart from Jiuxiaoluolei and Wangxu, everyone in the venue complained.
"I spent a lot of Lingshi to watch the excitement, but I didn't see the fart?"
"I don't accept it! This Ye Zhao is such a coward! He doesn't even dare to hit him! I really misjudged him!"
"Don't dare to fight any battle! I really laughed out loud!"
"The Tianhong sect is as useless as ever! Thanks to me, I thought they had made a fortune again!"
Everyone said something to each other, and soon the language that was unfavorable to Tianhong gained the upper hand!
Yan Nansheng clenched his fists, and the others clenched the corners of their clothes.
Even Ye Lao broke out in a cold sweat.
Ye Zhao played it off this time!If this situation continues, Tianhong can become the enemy of everyone!
Which disciple will dare to enter the Tianhong Sect in the future?
The most important thing about Zongmen is word of mouth!
Everyone was as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a purple sword pierced through the valley, and stood in the very center of the arena with a swish.
The dust in the sky cleared, and a tall man stood next to the purple sword, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a knife-shaved face, a platinum breath, a black robe with golden silk dragon scales, a long robe hanging down to the ankle, and black scale boots on one foot , looks particularly expensive.
This person is Ye Zhao!
Such an appearance also shocked many people.
"That! Is that Ye Zhao?!"
"What is he wearing!?"
"That's... the dragon scale armor!?"
"Is it the dragon scale armor that was left in the mortal world after the ancient Candle Dragon shed its skin? It will not rot for thousands of years, with a copper wall and an iron wall. It is not afraid of water and fire, and the diamond is not broken?!"
His gaze focused on Ye Zhao.
I saw that armor suit looked as light as a feather, but the material was as hard as a rock!
It reflects the black and golden light under the sun, and you can even see the unique texture!
They had only seen Dragon Scale Armor in legends.
"It's worth it! Even if Ye Zhao loses, the ticket is worth it!"
"I never thought that I would actually be able to see such a sacred object in my life!"
"Candle Dragon Shedding Scales! That's Candle Dragon Shedding Scales! It's priceless!"
"How many sects have a fragment the size of a palm, and they are not willing to use it to make wrist armor. They have to take it up and burn a few sticks of incense as offerings to the ancestors!"