Chapter 3292： Who are you going to run to death? (1/2)

The monk was not very old, about seventeen or eighteen, and he looked like a teenager.

However, his temperament is by no means what a young man can show, it is extremely calm and heavy, and even a bit old.

In his eyes, there is deep wisdom.

He folded his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, walked to the side, and sat down without saying a word.

That quiet temperament, a kind of virtuous monk.

”Shifang Jungle actually sent someone here?”

Someone exclaimed: ”And it seems that this disciple sent here is definitely not weak.”

”Yeah, Shifang Jungle, which has always been mysterious, is actually so important to this competition?”

Someone secretly counted, and suddenly shouted: ”Nine major forces, there are already five forces sent people to come.”

”This battle has attracted so many people!”

”I don't know if they came to see Chen Feng or Yu Taihong.”

At this time, a rough and old voice suddenly rang in the distance, accompanied by a burst of laughter: ”Of course they look at the old man!”

When this sentence reached here, everyone in Zhen felt a surge of energy and blood.

Even some people with slightly weaker strength were directly shocked by a mouthful of blood!

Everyone was stunned, knowing that this person's move was to give everyone a good start.

Someone who is thoughtful is shouting: ”Yu Taihong is here! This is Yu Taihong!”

Then, everyone saw a carriage coming from across the sky.

This carriage, full of purple and gold, looks to be made of a very rare purple metal.

The steed in front of the cart is about three feet long, and it is white all over, from the head to the tail, and there are long white thorns.

The supernatural horse is obviously also a very rare powerful monster.

The carriage stopped by the ring, and three people came down from it. It was Yu Taihong's three disciples, He Qingcang, Fu Ziming, and his younger brother Fu Zihe.

Then the three of them knelt on the ring and shouted loudly: ”Gongfu Master.”

Then, the door of the carriage at the back opened, and an old man strode out.

It is Yu Taihong.

He Qingcang quickly took out a purple gold chair from the carriage, placed it on the ring, and invited Yu Taihong to sit down.

When everyone saw it, they all exclaimed: ”What a big posture!”

Everyone looked at him, their eyes condensed.

”This is the legendary Yu Taihong!”

Yu Taihong is so famous in the vicinity of Tianzi City that his disciples can use his reputation to act domineering and unscrupulous, but there are very few people who have actually met him.

Yu Taihong laughed and slowly took his seat.

Then, an aura radiated from his body. Feeling this aura, everyone exclaimed: ”One-star Martial Emperor mid-stage, this is the one-star Martial Emperor mid-stage aura!”

”Yeah, his momentum is so strong!”

”Haha, this time we are determined to win.” The person who bought Yu Taihong to win was already determined in his heart and shouted in excitement!

And at this time, a cold snort came: ”Is it amazing in the middle stage of the One-Star Martial Emperor?”

The next moment, a woman appeared on the stands.

After seeing her, everyone exclaimed: ”Win Ziyue, this is the eldest lady of the Eastern Wilderness winner, win Ziyue!”