Roaming through the world of Doraemon

"Answer me, do you dare to leave here? If you don't dare, don't embarrass yourself here."

As Da Xiong questioned him sharply, some disciples suddenly felt a great sense of pleasure and mischievously shouted, "Brother Yu, since Brother Luo wants to die, then you should finish him off."

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Everyone knows that since Da Xiong dared to challenge Yu Zheng, who was stronger than him, to a life-or-death duel, he must have a trump card. Without a doubt, the strange illusion is that trump card. Once the illusion is revealed, it's a dead man. He can kill whomever he wants.

After being humiliated, Yu Zhenghe, angered and corrupted by the insult from one of his disciples, shouted: "Daxiong, if you have the seed, don't use this kind of side business."

Da Xiong looked at him like an idiot: "You just want me to stand still and let you kill people, then that's even more convenient."

A burst of laughter erupted from the audience, and Yu Zheng's face turned as red as a pig's liver.

Step by step, Qingyun, Zongyun, and Muzi also found it amusing: a life-or-death duel, the door.

Chapter 111 Life-or-Death Duel

Naturally, it's about what you're doing and what actions others don't allow you to take. I'm afraid you're getting confused from being angry and saying that.

Just then, they suddenly heard the sound of a glass of strong liquor.

"I, Yang Fenghua, a disciple of the Enforcement Department, have challenged Daxiong, a disciple at the gate, to a life-or-death duel. Do you dare to fight?"

The scene fell silent. All eyes were on Pride and Beauty, and a thought arose in everyone's mind: Could the peak of Qi training resist Nobita's illusion?

When people were filled with doubt, a voice sounded like thunder.

"I, your disciple, standing atop the clouds, challenge you to a life-or-death duel! Do you dare?"

The crowd was stunned, staring at the group of people on the field, not all of them simultaneously looking at Lin Feng.

"Hehe," Lin Feng looked at Da Xiong and Bu Yi Qingyun and said with a faint smile, "Since you guys are all fighting like this, I don't want to miss out. Now, I'll give you, Bu Yi Qingyun, a life-or-death duel."

It's insane, absolutely insane. People almost stopped breathing, watching the situation unfold.

Stepping Stones Qingyun frowned, looked at Fengge and Daxiong, and said helplessly, "I refuse."

Although everyone was disappointed by this result, they were still looking forward to it. Lin Feng was the grandson of the law enforcement elder, and if he really became a Qingyun, he wouldn't dare to really kill Lin Fengfeng. But Lin Feng showed no regard for him.

Three years ago, Lin Feng was already a late-stage Qi cultivator. His natural strength was no match for Qingyun's ability to go anywhere. As the grandson of an enforcer, no one would believe that he didn't possess one or two high-quality spiritual weapons.

Since Qingyun refused Lin Feng's challenge to a life-or-death duel, it meant he couldn't hand the duel over to someone else. So Yang Feng Hua Kesen smiled and looked at Da Xiong, shouting, "Disciples of the sect, do you dare!"

"Da Xiong, a disciple of the sect, accept this duel to the death. There will be no distinction between life and death, and no one may interfere."

"Little teacher, you..."

"Don't worry, I don't want to die yet." Da Xiong looked calmly at the person opposite him, but just to maintain a certain style, he walked straight towards Tianlingping.

"Brother, you have to be careful of this kid's fantasies." After he raised the wind direction, Yu Zheng followed him, not forgetting to remind him...

"He's so arrogant, thinking he can see everything through fantasy. Later, he'll see the horrors of Gas's elite training."

At Tianlingping, the surrounded disciples made way for the two men, creating a very wide space. Almost everyone stayed away from Da Xiong, fearing his hallucinations.

Zong Yun gazed at Da Xiong in the distance. He knew Da Xiong would soon cast this illusion. For him, this was definitely a perfect opportunity to savor his long-cherished desire. Meanwhile, as his heart stirred, Da Xiong and his words frequently echoed in his mind. He couldn't help but struggle internally.

Looking at Nobita in the distance, he suddenly pulled out his headscarf from his hair clip. The hair clip in his hand suddenly changed and turned into a three-foot-long sword.

"Oh my god, it's a ghost!"

"This is even a spiritual work of art. Surprisingly, Feng Hua has a skillful musical instrument in his hand. No wonder he didn't care about Da Xiong's magic array at all just now."

"Yes, spiritual weapons are replenished by the spirit within a refined body."

Chapter 112 Mental Weapons

It can protect people from harm from the air. As long as he keeps a certain distance from Nobita, Nobita's magic array will have no effect whatsoever.

“Da Xiong is dead this time, but Yang Fenghua really dared to kill him. Da Xiong was Lin Langzong’s most valuable disciple.”

The crowd talked again and again, and the faces of Da Xiong and his sister, Zong Yun and others became extremely ugly. They hurriedly said, "What should we do, senior brother?"

Yibu Qingyun took out a piece of jade with his thumb, crushed it into pieces, and said, "This is the star symbol that my master gave me. If I want to destroy the power runes inside it, she can sense it and make it come."

Hearing this, the three breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Fenghua used her mental weapon to attack Da Xiong's magic weapon in the air. As long as Da Xiong could hold out until Kong Ruifeng arrived, she wouldn't be able to kill him in mid-air.

He held a sword in his hand, his face full of confidence and mockery: "Da Xiong is right, your fantasy, get out of my way."

Nobita didn't say a word, but kept moving his body in small, localized movements, occasionally comparing his hands to those of someone who had suffered a stroke, which seemed rather strange.

"This ignorant boy, consumed by fantasies, dares not face anyone. Today I will show you what the difference in power truly is." Phoenix Flower Sword, go forth!

Using the strong Yang Fenghua wine, the three-foot-long sword in his hand was covered by a thin layer of silver light, hovering in the air for a moment, and then, under Yang Fenghua's control, he quickly handed Da Xiong over, like a silver light sweeping across the sky.

Da Xiong raised his hand and pulled out ten swords like a mountain sword, connecting with the spirit of the swords. With a dull sound, everyone was shocked. The spirit swords were like being hit by a hammer and were sent a long way away.

"Indeed, the sword is as strong as a mountain." Mu Zi murmured to himself as he watched this scene from afar, while a question lingered in his mind. Even disciples who had reached the later stages of Qi Refining could only wield two or three swords at most, and Da Xiong was only ten years old, holding it up with one hand.

At the moment the divine sword and the mountain sword met, the spirit in the body of the nourishing wind and flower went wild. Seeing the spiritual sword being shocked from afar, Yang Fenghua was furious.

"Finding Death"

The sword of the spirit in the sky gleamed with silver light, and the "whooshing" sound returned to Sher, faster and more powerful than before.

Nobita stood still, his left hand outstretched to his side. He didn't want to put in any effort for this attack; his mental speed was so fast that it would appear on his body in the blink of an eye.

"What is he doing? Is he terrified?"

"it's all over!"

Some disciples couldn't bear it and closed their eyes.

"Ah-" Accompanied by a painful howl, the sword that suddenly went out of control in the sky fell to the ground. Da Xiong's figure suddenly disappeared, and the spirit sword passed through but left only a shadow.

Oh?

Suddenly, they realized that the scream was clearly not Nobita's voice, but... They couldn't believe their eyes, and were startled by the sound of his eyes.

At this moment, Yang Fenghua accidentally fell into the blood pool. The flesh on her entire left side was a mess, and her ribs were faintly visible. Beside her, Da Xiong stood naked.

"what happened?"

What just happened?

No one knew what had happened, and Lin Feng, standing in the distance, no longer wore that confident smile.

Chapter 113 Tragic Situation

With a heavy face, Yang Fenghua stared at Da Xiong in the distance, not even knowing what had just happened, which had led to her tragic predicament.

"This..." Zong Yun stared in disbelief at what was happening before him, his purplish-red skin slightly frozen, and he stammered, "Big... Brother, what just happened?"

“I don’t know,” Yun frowned, a different kind of emotion flashing in Da Xiong’s eyes.

Da Xiongwang lifted Feng Hua, his face still calm. Yang Fenghua looked at him pleadingly, groaning in pain, "Please…." Please, let me do it. A way of life.

His answer was a mountain of swords that fell on his head.

Not

At the critical moment, a beam of blue light suddenly appeared, and Da Xiong's sword energy collided like a mountain, saving Feng Hua's life.

"stop!"

A clear drink floated down from the sky. Nobita frowned, but then saw a girl riding a white horse. A green light dripped from the sky, falling back into her hand and turning into an emerald hairpin. The white-haired girl put it into her hair. Then, it floated down from the blue light.

"Is that Sister Yang Chan?"

"As the sect trial drew near, Yang Chen finally stepped out the door."

"Look, behind Yang Chan's sister, it looks like Lin's sister."

"Wow, it really is a forest. Those colorful phoenixes are so beautiful."

"Is someone behind us? Is it the young lord?"

"This is truly a junior master; only a handful of masters can work alongside Sister Yang Chan and Sister Lin."

Suddenly, with the three disciples appearing on Tianlingping, the duel between Daxiong and Yang Fenghua was left behind, and all sorts of envious and jealous eyes were cast into the air.

After Yang Chan's white feet lightly touched the ground, he collapsed next to Da Xiong. Looking at Fan Hua's serious injuries, Liu Mei frowned slightly and scolded, "He was so badly injured, why did you still do this?"

"This is none of your business." Da Xiong frowned, realizing that this woman came from a prominent family and possessed considerable physical strength.

Yang Chen was a little stunned. No disciple had ever spoken to her in this tone before. She couldn't help but look at Da Xiong, who was a very ordinary disciple who didn't stand out and didn't have any special temperament.

What intrigued her was how this ordinary disciple could raise Feng Hua in such a way, knowing that three years ago, during the sect's trial, Yang Feng Hua was able to achieve tenth place in the later stages of cultivation.

The other two also fell in the air. One of them was a cute girl named Gu Linlin, whom Da Xiong still remembers vividly. She was a silly girl.

The young emperor Fu Hao, standing beside Gu Linlin, glanced at the 23-year-old. He had a clean and bright appearance, and his belt swayed gently in the wind, just like his temperament. Everything about him seemed so elegant.

Some of the female disciples present looked at Huang Fuhao with bewildered eyes, and even some of the male disciples had faces that looked up to a god.

Ah! Gu Lin looked at the blood covering half of Li Zhao's body, her face pale, and tightly hugged Huang Fuhao's arm: "Look how pitiful he is, let us save him."

Huang Fuhao patted her small hand, straight and nourishing the wind. Looking at the wound, Yang Chan and Gu Linlin smiled: "Don't worry, he won't die for now."

He looked around and shouted, "Where are the disciples of Tianling Peak? Why isn't he sending anyone to treat my injuries?"

The disciples of Tianling Peak looked at each other.

Chapter 114 He Won't Die for Now

This is a life-or-death duel between Da Xiong and Yang Fenghua. According to the rules, no one may interfere.

At this moment, the silent Nobita couldn't help but say, "This is a life-or-death duel between him and me. If I don't understand this mistake, are you suggesting interference?"

"Um?"