Silence!

The whole arena was silent, the laughter, the cheers, the shouts. At the moment when Fan Yong fell, they all came to naught.

All the disciples of Canghu Mountain felt that what had just happened was so incredible.

The Southern Saint's mouth could already be stuffed with an egg, he knew that Chu Li had just used "Taixu Refining God", but he didn't expect that his strength would be so great, and he directly "leapfrogged" and killed Fan Yong in seconds.

But after killing the person, Chu Li only yawned lightly: "Southern Saint, the battle is over, send me back." ”

Hearing Chu Li speak, isn't it good for the Southern Saint who came back to his senses, and a thought sprouted in his heart, that is, to take Chu Li out of the arena immediately.

However, the steps of the Southern Saints were a little slower, because there was already a person who jumped from under the stage to the arena, standing in front of Chu Li with a very arrogant posture. The man who suddenly came to the stage was neatly dressed in the uniform of Canghu Mountain, holding a sword in his hand, and his appearance was ordinary and unremarkable. But he is such an ordinary person, who has climbed to the fourth place in the Holy List of the Inner Gate of Canghu Mountain, and his strength is higher than that of the Southern Saints.

The name of the person who came was Mo Liao, a saint in Canghu Mountain, and Fan Yong's senior brother.

"Boy, you sneak attacked and killed our Canghu Mountain disciples, and you plan to leave like this?" Mo Liao said with indifference and disdain written in his eyes.

Before Chu Li could speak, the Southern Saint immediately blocked in front of him: "Mo Liao, what do you mean, you obviously heard it clearly just now, Chu Li reminded Fan Yong to be careful three times and twice, it was he who did not remain vigilant." ”

Mo Liao sneered: "That's right, I did hear it." However, according to the rules of our Canghu Mountain Arena, when the two sides are fighting, except for their own natal weapons, all other magic weapons cannot be used. When I just talked about the sneak attack, I didn't mean that he was taking him by surprise. Instead, he said that he used a magic weapon that could not be used on the arena!"

"Tsk, there are so many rules for fighting in the arena, it's really troublesome. Chu Li complained in a low voice.

However, he knew that Chu Li used the "Taixu Refining God" and did not use any magic weapons of the Southern Saints

Loudly refuted Mo Liao: "You are talking nonsense, Chu Li used it, it is obviously ......"

After all, "Too Void Refining God" is a matter involving sect secrets, not to mention that Chu Li will "Taixu Refining God", I am afraid that everyone will not believe it.

Seeing that the Southern Saint was speechless, Mo Liao continued: "What is it, you say." Surnamed Nan, don't you want to tell me that a guy who doesn't even have aura can kill a monk in the Merge Period without the help of a magic weapon. ”

Mo Liao's words were immediately recognized by a large number of audiences in the audience: "That's it, the guy from Qingyunmen must be cheating." ”

"That guy is the chief of Qingyunmen, there must be some special magic weapon. It's despicable, and it actually uses magic weapons in fair play. ”

"I'll just say how Senior Brother Fan Yong lost all of a sudden, it turned out that the people of Qingyunmen were insidious and cunning, and they were simply hateful. ”

Although the words of the disciples of Canghu Mountain were very harsh, the Southern Saints did not take it to heart: "Mo Liao, after the victory and defeat on the arena are decided, there can be no more objections. You're trying to be unreasonable, aren't you? ”

Mo Liao took out the sword in his hand and pointed at Chu Li: "Truth? What the disciple of Canghu Mountain said is the truth, if there is any objection, let him go below and talk to Senior Brother Fan Yong." ”

"Murder pays life, murder pays life, murder pays life, murder pays life......"

The cheers of the disciples in the arena greatly increased Mo Liao's confidence, and he raised his hand to let the disciples stop his long sword, and said majestically: "The garbage of Qingyunmen, are you ready to accept the judgment of our Canghu Mountain!"

"Judgment?" Chu Li, who was questioned by everyone, was calm and relaxed, and he spoke slowly, "Then it's strange that you Canghu Mountain will show its decay, it turns out that it's because there are fools like you in this mountain, it's really sad." ”

"The garbage of Qingyunmen, just with your words, is enough to make you die a thousand times. ”

Chu Li's words suddenly ignited Mo Liao's anger, but just as he was about to mobilize the aura in his body to make a move, a figure fell from the sky and landed between Chu Li and Mo Liao.

"Stop me!" the person who spoke was Fu Sheng, the master of the Southern Saints.

The Holy Messenger is there

There was still a lot of deterrence in Canghu Mountain, and with Fu Sheng's envoy town, all the disciples under the arena suddenly lost their voices.

"Master!"

Seeing that it was his own master who arrived, the Southern Saint also put down a big stone in his heart. In order to prevent Fu Sheng's envoy from misjudging the situation, the Southern Saint hurriedly ran to Fu Sheng's ear to explain the situation just now, as well as Chu Li's mastery of the "Taixu Streak".

When he heard "Taixu Refining God", Fu Sheng's brows furrowed, and he secretly said that things are so simple.

Mo Liao was afraid that the Southern Saint would secretly speak ill of himself, so he said respectfully after saluting: "Lord Holy Envoy, this son of Qingyunmen has broken the rules by using magic weapons in the arena, please make a decision!"

Fu Shengenvoy snorted coldly: "Okay, there are not so many rights and wrongs to die in the arena." If you want to blame, you can only blame Fan Yong for not being proficient in learning. ”

The words of the Holy Envoy immediately caused a small sensation among the disciples, but none of them dared to speak loudly because they were not qualified.

However, Mo Liao, who has a backstage, is not afraid: "Fu Shenge, the people of Qingyunmen killed the saints with a conspiracy. How can such a thing be reconciled. ”

Fu Sheng's envoy was not angry: "Okay, I know what you little children mean." But you must know that the matter of Chief Qingyun's marriage to the Holy Maiden of Canghu is written in the door rules. If you are not convinced, stand up in tomorrow's assessment. We, Canghu Mountain, don't need things that can only play tricks. We don't need anything that will only bully people!"

Chu Li nodded: "It seems that you Canghu Mountain, there are still people who can straighten up and speak." If you come by the normal rules, I will follow the rules as well. Let's talk about it, Fu Sheng, how are you going to assess me in Canghu Mountain. ”

Fu Shengenvoy touched his beard: "Our Canghu Mountain has two assessments for the chief disciples of Qingyun Sect, one is to climb the 'Asking Heart Tower', and the other is a one-on-one competition. If the chief of Qingyun Sect wants to marry our Canghu Holy Maiden, he must pass two consecutive assessments in one day, and even one less will work. As for the specific content of the assessment, our Holy Envoy will paste it on the bulletin boards of Canghu Peak for everyone

Tomorrow, the disciples of the whole Canghu Mountain, as long as you have the courage, you can come to the stage to challenge!"