"What's going on with this demon dragon?" The elder murmured in a low voice.

Crossing the iron bar to come from it.

As soon as I got closer, I saw the seven-winged demon dragon roaring, and its huge body was bullied in front of me.

Seven pairs of wings storm storm.

The elder was so scared that he screamed, and his figure flew backwards.

"Then, who is that," the elder looked at Xu Zimo and shouted.

"Great Elder, my name is Xu Zimo," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Can you keep it quieter," said the Great Elder.

"This demon dragon is not familiar with me, and I'm very panicked now," Xu Zimo shook his head innocently.

"And the competition is not over yet, it is a big deal for me for life, so I can't be careless."

"It's over, it's over," said the Great Elder quickly.

"You won this competition."

"Don't force the elder," Xu Zimo said embarrassedly.

"I did nothing, and I feel a little embarrassed to win."

"Don't force, don't force, you will win this competition," replied the Great Elder.

"But is your words useful?" Xu Zimo asked.

The great elder had no choice but to look at the sect leader next to him.

The old man waved his hand slightly and replied: "The first level, Xu Zimo won."

"Since that's the case, then start the second level," Xu Zimo looked at everyone and said.

"Who is Zhuo Bufan? Come out?"

"I'm just lucky," Zhuo Bufan walked out of the crowd with a gloomy face.

He looked at Xu Zimo and said, "Brother Xu really has a poor memory. Didn't we just meet you the day before yesterday?"

"Is that true? I don't have a good memory. I only remember meeting a wild dog at Lingyao Peak the day before yesterday.

Then he even called me and asked me to peel off my skin and bones, and beat me hard." Xu Zimo smiled.

Hearing his words, Zhuo Bufan's face became more and more gloomy.

I saw the long sword around his waist unsheathed, and the sword intent surged.

He looked at Xu Zimo lightly and said, "Brother Xu, please give me advice."

"Don't worry," Xu Zimo touched the head of the Seven-Winged Demon Dragon, and the other party was lying beside him with a affectionate look on his face.

"This Xiaoqi is now my pet, and should be part of my strength. He wants to fight for me.

You fight it."

"What a joke? This demon dragon has entered the imperial vein. Even if the ancestor of the sect comes, he can't do anything about it," said Zhuo Bufan.

"You're cheating."

"What kind of cheating? There was no way that you couldn't let your pet go to the previous competition," Xu Zimo replied.

"It is obviously the sect-controlling beast of our Tianwu Sect. When will it become your pet?" Zhuo Bufan defended.

"You said he is your sect-controlling beast? Then call it and see if it should be," Xu Zimo replied.

"Xiao Qi."

When he shouted, the seven-winged demon dragon instantly roared, and its tail shook.

If Long Yu could translate it, Xu Zimo would probably mean "Yeah"?

"You shout, see if it should."

"I won't argue with you," Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly and looked at the great elder next to him.

The elder smiled embarrassedly and replied: "Young Master Xu, this is indeed a bit unruly."

You must be on the stage in person.

Since you are choosing a son-in-law, you must be the one you, not the demon dragon.”

"The Great Elder really feels it is unruly?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Not complying with the rules," said the elder laughing.

"Since that's the case, I'll admit defeat in this competition," Xu Zimo said directly.

"Isn't this the third competition? I'll decide the third game.

Then I want to compete again, and allow me, the demon dragon, to play, and the opponent in the competition is still Zhuo Bufan."

Hearing his words, the elder's face changed instantly.

Several elders looked at each other.

Before they could speak, the old man who came to the head nodded and replied: "It's accurate."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhuo Bufan was stunned in the same place.

The seven-winged demon dragon slowly stood up, and its huge body was extremely oppressive.

Walk towards him step by step.

The hot dragon breath blew down his face.

His legs were trembling.

Until the end, with the roar of the demon dragon, he was actually frightened and peeded.

"I won't beat you, you're bullying."

Shame and ashamed, Zhuo Bufan threw the sword in his hand to the ground and ran to the distance screaming.

"This is too embarrassing. Is it the first inner disciple?"

The crowd around was talking.

"Our Tianwu Sect has really declined. Such people represent our Tianwu Sect, which is really embarrassing.

Even though I don't like this new son-in-law."

"This new son-in-law is really lucky. The demon dragon is blind and actually surrenders to such a person."

"Maybe there is something special about them? I think you are jealous."

There was a lot of discussion around, and the disciples held what they saw.

When several elders saw this scene, they all became silent.

The old man on the head coughed a few times.

He said: "Since that's the case, then Xu Zimo won the third level.

Two wins and one loses, he wins.

It makes sense for you."

"Sect Master, I think there is something strange about this competition," the second elder stood up and said.

"And his identity is unknown. Is it better to make a decision when the investigation is clear?"

"Okay, this matter concerns the future young leader of my Tianwu Sect, and it is a major event for my Tianwu Sect," the old man nodded.

He said, "Since the second elder has said that, then I will leave this matter to you to investigate.

I'll give you seven days to give me a satisfactory answer.

If nothing was found in seven days, your two elders should be moved."

Hearing the old man's words, the second elder waved his hand quickly.

He replied: "I just said it casually, but I actually think this new son-in-law is pretty good.

Everything is decided by the sect leader.”

"Wanqing, come here," the old man waved his hand and said to Xia Wanqing.

Xia Wanqing hurried forward.

The old man said, "Three days later, I will hold a ceremony to officially announce you as the young sect leader.

You have a preparation.”

"I understand," Xia Wanqing nodded quickly.

"Since that's the case, you all have separated. Wanqing, come with me," the old man stood up and waved his hand and said.

"Sect Master, what should I do if that demon dragon?" the elder asked hurriedly.

"What's the magic dragon going to do? Go and ask the magic dragon," the old man asked.
To be continued...