"Mr. Du, you're back. Now the prince..."

When Du Nan left for two or three times and returned to the second floor of the ancient palace again, it had completely changed. In addition to Tang Xiaoshan, hundreds of teams of all sizes were stationed. Although countless soldiers were transporting resources, in front of the last third floor passage of the ancient palace, only the leader and the strongest warrior formed a large circle. There was only fighting and no cheers in the circle.

The mechanical general who guarded the third channel has now been dismantled into pieces of large and small size.

The only key to open the door is also hung on the door handle.

Tang Xiaoshan lowered his head and knelt aside.

Ma Ji and his four men were covered in blood. They were now sitting under their butt as a blue robe master as a human flesh stool. The soldiers around him were busy transporting goods, as if they had forgotten the strongest group of warriors. They folded Ma Ji and the blue robe master, and they were a little surprised to see the purple robe on Du Nan's body. After taking a closer look, they found that there was no "imperial belt" and then laughed again.

After seeing the rest of the characters, they also had similar expressions: full of disdain.

"Sixth Prince, what happened?" Du Nan walked over slowly and reached out to pull Tang Xiaoshan.

Unexpectedly.

Tang Xiaoshan just stood up halfway, then shook his head and said, "Mr. Du, it's not good to have a bad idea. I can't stand up."

Du Nan was surprised and let go and stopped pulling: "Reason?"

Tang Xiaoshan smiled bitterly, before he could speak, he was being put under the bottom of the Ma Ji spoke first: "Because we... I'm sorry, Mr. Du. We lost, cough cough, we would have been 'beheaded once' and threw it back to the blood pool to wait for Su Sheng to resurrect. Cough cough, the Sixth Prince voluntarily knelt until the end of the 'Purple Robe Battle' competition for the end of the competition."

"Purple robe battle for hegemony? What does it mean?" Dunan asked curiously.

Everyone laughed at this question. Looking at Du Nan as if he saw an idiot.

At this time, a sword-matched warrior spoke: "Mr. Du, right? I Tiefeng, a disciple of the sword training field. Regarding the purple robe competition, please forgive Tie for being too much... Have you seen the key over there? It is the last floor of this ancient temple and the most important key in the secret room. Although this is not the tower of the gods, according to the treasure hunting rules, if everyone fights for the same thing, then use the "purple robe competition" method to solve the problem. Whoever wins the end will get this key."

Du Nan didn't understand: "I didn't see the purple-robed emperor coming on stage."

Tiefeng smiled: "Mr. Du, they are here, but they have not appeared yet. If they can't use them, they will only watch from the wall. The purple robe battle for the hegemony is just a way of calling it. The battle between the green robe master and the blue robe master is also called the purple robe battle for the hegemony. As long as this rule is used, it is called that."

"The winner reaps everything?" Du Nan understood.

"Well, this is generally the case. If the winner does not have the confidence to swallow it alone, he can ask someone to help. Anyway, the ultimate ownership of the secret treasure is in your hands." Tie Feng explained.

"Thank you for your explanation, can you ask a question?" Du Nan asked suddenly.

"Mr. Du, please speak, Tie said everything."

"I have also heard that the people in the sword training are all kind-hearted, right? You are very good. I would like to ask, is it illegal for me to force the sixth prince to get up? If I want to get up regularly, what do I need to do? Also, these people are my teammates. Is there any way to help them?" Du Nan pointed to Tang Xiaoshan, then pointed to Ma Ji and others.

"Hmph, the way is to defeat me. The 'Purple Robe' Emperor."

A cold snorted.

He spoke as a meat stool and the blue robe master, and deliberately strengthened his tone with the word "Purple robe". The tone seemed to be saying: Do you have the courage to compete with me if you don't have the imperial robe?

"Can you guarantee?" Du Nan asked.

"Haha, of course." The master of blue robe chuckled and said, "You are wearing a purple robe but you are so ignorant... You don't have a royal belt, I think I can understand it. I will tell you kindly that the loser in the purple robe battle for the hegemony is handled by the winner. You can fight or not fight, and kill or not. Anyway, you can do whatever you want before the battle ends. Since the sixth prince kneels down and pleads, it's okay to sit as a cushion. But, it's different for you to challenge me."

“Can’t you challenge it?”

"No, no. You are a 'purple robe', a scary purple robe. If you win, I will of course let you do it. On the contrary, if you lose, hehe, I will not make things difficult for you... Let's do this, the road outside is too difficult, and my shoes are dirty. If you lose, just lick your shoes cleanly, then everything will be over." The master of the blue robe said arrogantly.

In theory.

He did not dare to provoke the person wearing a purple robe, but Du Nan did not have a royal belt and belonged to the ranks of "liars".

Now, humiliation can be considered as helping the purple robe emperors clean up the garbage.

"How to start?" Du Nan was not anxious or angry.

"You challenge, I accept it. Just do this, there are not many rules." The master of the blue robe stood up and pulled out his sword: "You have memorized it when you lick your shoes. My name is..."

call!

Du Nan didn't wait for the other party to introduce himself, and a lightning punch was shot out.

The Master of Blue Robe was shocked and the reaction was too late. He barely raised the sword gear, but Du Nan punched his chest and knocked away with a sword. The Master of Blue Robe hit the wall and broke deep cracks. Du Nan's fist was still pressing against the broad sword, pressing him on the cracked wall. Seeing the other party's panic vomiting blood, Du Nan slowly said: "Sorry, I'm not interested in knowing the name of a small person like you."

Then.

The slack fist turned into claws, and threw the blue robe master back as if he threw a chicken.

Slowly.

Walking to him, he raised his foot and stepped on the blue robe master's legs into a meat paste, and said, "Now, you don't need shoes anymore. However, a person is too short to be stacked into a stool. Hello, you..."

Du Nan turned his head and looked into the field: "You don't have to fight each other, I'll challenge you all by myself. About thirty... I'm injured, no one below the blue robe, but about thirty-four people. You guys go together, I don't want to waste time. To be honest, I'm not very interested in the 'blue stool'. At least the 'purple stool' looks."

In a word, the scene was silent.

He knocked down the blue robe master with one punch... Even if the man was careless and lost, the purple robe in front of him was definitely not a fake.

but.

It is impossible to fight thirty-four people with one person. Even the Purple Robe Emperor is impossible to deal with a group of blue robe masters in the divine powerless area. Joining forces and fighting alone are two different things. A group of people can have tactics, cooperation, weird martial arts, and various insidious tricks... If you count carefully, just using attrition wars can consume you alone.

"Your Excellency isn't you too arrogant? Just deal with us alone?"

"Mr. Du, you are the Purple Robe Emperor. If you lose to our Blue Robe Master, your face will be ugly."

"We dare not do one-on-one. It's better..."

Everyone heard the voices, and Du Nan suddenly interrupted: "Do you only talk?"

"oh?"

Another word aroused public anger, and the scene became quieter.

Du Nan pulled out the Fire-toothed Divine Sword, pressed the iron edge of the blue clothes back, and said, "These thirty-four people don't count you, go there. As for these guys who are only good at talking..."

Before drawing the sword, the blue robe masters did not react slowly.

Knife, gun, whipline.

Even things like flying knives were used. They kept greeting Du Nan. In their minds, being able to work together to defeat a purple robe emperor is also a thing worthy of "bold". However, they ignored one thing: the blue robe and the purple robe are not the same level. The blue robe only represents the force close to the peak. The purple robe is an unlimited force.

As the sword sounded, blood flew out of broken limbs.

Du Nan is like a willow branch in the wind.

Walking casually, the strong enemy has fallen to the ground in the sword light. There is no bloody feeling in this way. Instead, there is an indescribable beauty and magnificence, like a peerless painter who is painting a stunning painting with the blood of the crowd.

In less than half a minute.

All the thirty-four blue robe masters fell to the ground and were defeated, leaving only panic.

The imperial leaders sitting on the periphery stood up one after another. But behind them, a purple-sleeved palm pressed them down.

"We gave up this key."

Du Nan took his sword lightly.

At this time, an old man in a purple robe wearing a cloth cover walked out slowly, covering his face with his head covering, and saw a little white beard. He seemed to represent the crowd of purple robes and spoke loudly: "This time, the purple robe battle will be won by Tang Xiaoshan, the sixth prince of the Iron Horse Army. The rest of the people are not allowed to make any plans, otherwise they will be treated as public enemies in the world."

"Old Yu, give me a reason?" Behind the old man in purple robe, a military prince roared slightly.

He looked unwilling, but he seemed to be urging and questioning.

The old man in purple robe turned around and smiled strangely on his face.

Then he slowly explained: "I can give you three reasons. The first reason is that Mr. Du used a pair of people to enter the venue and there was no sound of a cross-bow during the sword swing. The meaning is: his knife did not touch anyone's weapons, and he defeated thirty-four people just like playing with children. The second reason is that Mr. Du was not injured and even his clothes were not cut. Moreover, when he walked slowly, he did not step back. Thirty-four people besieged him, and he was not qualified to touch the corner of his clothes. Finally, the third... Look at the ground, what is that?"

Everyone quickly lowered their heads.

Suddenly, I discovered that there was a blood painting of the "Giant Dragon Flashing" on the ground where blood was splattering.

In the sword battle.

While the blood was dancing, someone actually painted a blood dragon in this kind of "chaotic formation". This is no longer a teacher beats the disciples, but a big man beats a group of ants... Not only do they have no power to fight back, but even the splashed blood must be obedient and turn into a blood picture under the control of the enemy.

"I have no confidence to win."

The old man in purple robe said nothing, looking at the pale prince and said, "Your Highness wants to fight, and I can also fight. However, even if you can win this battle, it will be a tragic victory. Does Your Highness really want to let me rest and recuperate for a few months for a mere ancient temple on the way? The treasure of the craftsman god is rarely opened. Your Highness intends to fight for the will of an inspiration here?"

"No, no, no. Just as Mr. Yu said, we gave up." The prince shook his head quickly. He spent such a large price just to compete for the final treasure. An ancient temple on the roadside could not "lose" a purple-robed reinforcement.

"Xiaoxiao, it's a bargain."

"Xiaoxiao, you are so lucky."

"Make up with the old horse king more, maybe you can still make a piece of land. Xiaoxiao, work hard, we are optimistic about you."

In the battle for hegemony, the imperial leaders slowly left.

Some people saw that Tang Xiaoshan was still kneeling on the ground and congratulated him with a strange smile. In their minds, no matter how much the waste is not qualified to succeed the throne, they will never be able to get on the table.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Everyone left, but Tang Xiaoshan suddenly laughed and stood up.

However... tears splashed out from the eyes of the crazy laughter, and the laughter was even worse than the crying, as if expressing the injustice of fate.

The soldiers were very sympathetic and numbly opened the last floor and moved in to get resources.

Tang Xiaoshan laughed for a long time and finally stopped.

I staggered the crowd and found Du Nan alone. The first sentence was: "I want to kill the Iron Horse Emperor, my reputational 'father'." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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