"You don't need to go up, this cold front. Han Chen looked at Xuan Yiluo lightly, and said with a meaningful smile on his face.

It turned out that he stopped Xuan Yiluo not to bless the pair, but not to let the family play.

Let Xuan Yiluo go up, there are many possibilities of defeat, of course, if Han Chen is blessed, it will be another matter.

Just looking at Xuan Yiluo's expression, this proud woman is afraid that she doesn't want him to bless her!

She is a cultivator, if she still needs Han Chen's blessing to win, then she will lose face. Han Chen wouldn't do that either.

The person on the other side also took a fancy to this, and Mo Wentian would be the second to appear.

In addition to coercing Xuan Yiluo to appear, he also wanted to use mental tactics to win. No matter when Xuan Yiluo plays, their win rate will be much higher.

Xuan Yiluo, who doesn't need to be blessed, has no chance of winning in any game. And the blessed cold front has no chance of winning against Mo Wentian!

Therefore, Xuan Yiluo's appearance at this time should be the most appropriate. It's just that she didn't expect Han Chen to abandon her directly. Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes were full of confusion!

"You...... I ......" Xuan Yiluo heard this, his face was annoyed and anxious. This is obviously the best time for her to get on, why does this guy want to stop people.

For a while, she didn't know what to say to Han Chen. She only felt that Han Chen's brain had squeezed the door again.

She opened her mouth to fight for it again, but Han Chen no longer paid attention to her, and instead walked towards Leng Feng.

directly put her aside, which made Xuan Yiluo unwilling for a while, and speechless for a while. If she could, she really wanted to kick Han Chen's feet, but when she thought of Han Chen's terribleness. She could only suppress the annoyance in her heart. Just ignore it.

And here, in addition to blessing Leng Feng with a talisman, Han Chen also blessed him with a sword qi seal.

At the same time, he even stuffed two paper talismans into Leng Feng's hand, Han Chen's lips moved slightly, and he said something to Leng Feng's transmission, but Xuan Yiluo didn't hear a word about what Han Chen was saying.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Yiluo's eyes moved slightly, but the anger in his heart slowly calmed down, looking at Han Chen's appearance, he was afraid that he had hole cards again.

She wasn't stupid, not to mention that Han Chen had already given her countless surprises. Or, this time it will be another big surprise.

Xuan Yiluo thought so, but the people on the other side didn't think so, many people felt that Han Chen was helpless by Cen Qingxin and the others' response.

Prepare to let Xuan Yiluo go to the last elder of the sixth layer of Qi training, so that even that elder has many hole cards.

However, Xuan Yiluo, who is stronger in the second layer of the opponent in terms of strength, should still have hope of winning. And this time against Mo Wentian, it is estimated that Han Chen is ready to give up.

After all, Mo Wentian was not the elder who had only cultivated the sixth layer of qi before. This old man is a ninth-level Qi cultivator, and the strength of the entire three layers is poor!

Watching Leng Feng come on the field, the corners of these people's mouths were full of disdain and sneer. For a master and veteran like Mo Wentian, Leng Feng's blessing is not enough!

Mo Wentian looked at Leng Feng with a strange expression, a hint of disappointment in his eyes, his expected opponent should be Xuan Yiluo. However, if it was a cold front, it would be easier for him to win.

Putting away his disappointment, he sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Boy, for the sake of you being the Yellow Group, I will give you a chance to surrender." As long as you admit defeat, this seat can make you suffer less! Otherwise......"

Mo Wentian's voice had a hint of disdain, and a hint of prestige, he wanted not to fight!

As soon as Mo Wentian finished saying this, Leng Feng on the other side smiled, his mouth full of white teeth was exposed, and his face showed a strange and inexplicable smile:

"I'm sorry, old man, but surrender is not the job of our spiritual people. Moreover, you can't beat me!" Leng Feng had a strong confidence on his face, and when he said this, he changed his tone and said:

"Also, my eldest said. Let me spare your life, just beat you up, after all, you are also a decent person. Killing indiscriminately is not good for the reputation of our Huang Group!"

When Mo Wentian heard this, a ball of light burst out in his eyes, his whole face twitched, and the anger in his heart can be imagined, he wanted to let the other party go, but he didn't expect to be choked by others.

He choked even more, and he didn't have any face at all. Just call him an old man in front of so many people, and say spare his life, isn't this a slap in the face?

The people around him also looked stunned, thinking to themselves, where did this kid get his confidence? Why are the people in the Huang Group so virtuous? The boss is crazy, and so are his subordinates?

But. The people who came back to their senses wanted to snicker, there was already an obvious strong contrast, losing can be said to be a sure thing, and now they are actually talking big, and they are not afraid of flashing their tongues.

Looking at Mo Wentian's style, it is estimated that he wants to give Han Chen a face, and he doesn't want to hurt Leng Feng, as long as he wins this one, he will forget it, but he didn't expect Leng Feng to die if he goes up. Isn't this forcing people to beat you to death?

Everyone shook their heads, and they could imagine waiting for Leng Feng to be beaten miserably.

Mo Wentian snorted coldly, and he didn't talk nonsense. With his black stick-like dust soothing, he struck at the cold front.

Although it has become a black club, this thing is even more offensive than its sharp sword.

Bang...... A cloud of golden light erupted from Leng Feng's body, and it was the power of the spell that had been blessed before. Everyone secretly said in their hearts, sure enough. It's still the cold and soft tone. There is no need to think about the results. If you can't deal with this kind of blessing, then you will be a ninth-level master of Qi cultivation in vain!

However, even if they guessed that Han Chen's blessing was like this, when they saw Fu Guang, everyone swallowed their saliva and salivated for Han Chen's wealth. Another high-grade amulet.

This is too rich, high-level talismans are used the same as no money, and in a short period of time, he used two for his two people, he thought this was a stall?

The people present didn't want a low-level garbage talisman, but the high-level talisman was thrown away like garbage. Loser...... Zhenni is a loser! Everyone is angry and envious!

But everyone is envious, but no one dares to covet it. If you want to covet it, do you want to die, don't you want it, then go and covet it!

"Hmph! If you have a charm, you think you can be invincible?boy, you think you are so beautiful!" Seeing the golden light, Mo Wentian sneered at the corner of his mouth.

If it was the first time he saw him, he might not know what to do for a while, but now it was different. The dust-soothing handle in his hand urged hard, and the trick in his mouth was even more lightly spitted!

A cloud of strong light erupted from the dust-soothing handle, and dozens of wind blades appeared on the handle, and then, frantically slammed into the golden light shield on Leng Feng's body. Mo Wentian, as a cultivator, how could he not have a magic trick to use.

This Wind Blade Technique is already a very strong attack technique. If the dust in his hand was a magic weapon, the power of one blow could even be comparable to the full force of the foundation building monk.

Bang bang bang...... The wind blade slammed into the golden light mask, and Leng Feng was even knocked backwards, and the light mask on his body began to weaken and become smaller. The situation is not in his favor!

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in Leng Feng's eyes, but it was also a flash, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, as if he had already known that things were not so simple.

The sword finger of his right hand stretched out and struck at Mo Wentian's right arm with the handle of the dust. A white light flashed away and went straight to Mo Wentian.

This is about to use Han Chen's blessed sword technique to take the opportunity to win! Seeing this, everyone had a hint of schadenfreude on their faces. It's a fart to use like this, it's really exciting.

"It's a good time!" Mo Wentian also laughed wildly, he had already guarded against this move, as long as he dodged a blow, Leng Feng would have no hole cards. Let him rub it!

With his dust-soothing attack, he could definitely slowly wear away the shield energy on Leng Feng's body, and at that time, Leng Feng could only admit defeat. Abuse also wants to abuse and cry him, Mo Wentian thought hatefully in his heart. Leng Feng's words just now made him feel too much shadow in his heart, and this face must be earned back.

Of course, if this situation at this time allowed the elders of the next battle to meet, Mo Wentian believed that he was afraid that even if that person used up the spiritual power of his whole body, he would not be able to wear off the energy of the talisman on Leng Feng's body.

Mo Wentian thought a little proudly, he just waited for Leng Feng's last expression of fear and fear begging for mercy.

This is also the reason why he feels that Leng Feng should stay in the third game and Xuan Yiluo will play in the second game.