"What did you just put in my bag?"

Ling Xueyan heard the movement of Wujun's cemetery, and was about to finish the martial arts competition here, so she immediately rushed over to take a look, approaching Shan Lao here to have some contact with their Ling family, and she also promised Shan Lao first,

Although it is not time to open the tomb, it is good to understand and prepare first.

Every Wujun cemetery, not everything can be entered, just like the Bilong Dynasty next to the Tianyan Dynasty, when the Wujun Tomb is opened, only people from the first order of the Martial Emperor to the third order of the Martial Emperor are allowed to enter!

Wujun cemeteries have their own tranquility, and they don't want too many people to disturb the tranquility of their cemetery, and some cemeteries even limit the number of people.

Those arrogant martial monarchs, the tradition of the mainland's powerhouses, are only willing to give away the treasures they left behind to gifted juniors.

Although Ling Xueyan is now the eighth order of the Martial King, she has sealed her veins with special martial arts, otherwise with her strong aura, the current Ling Xueyan can impact the strength of the Martial Emperor.

Just to meet the requirements of the Wujun cemetery.

Guan Yue skimmed her eyes, although she was a loser, but the two girls had always been very serious,-for-tat, she directly chose not to speak, and Ling Xueyan was angry.

"Humph!"

The distance between the two was less than two fists, their hands were crossed in front of their chests, and their eyes looked at each other, as if they were braving lightning to make a sound of "Click!", and Bai Moran next to him immediately dodged away.

These two women are not something they can afford to mess with.

"I'll clean you up after a while!" Ling Xueyan turned her head, she didn't ask her bags, what Ling Xueyan didn't see was that the thing was thrown by Ye Feng.

"I'm afraid you won't make it, let the horse come!"

Although Guan Yue had never won against Ling Xueyan, the two fought as often as rivals.

And in the Tianyan Dynasty, there are only juniors like Guan Yue, Ling Xueyan is quite eye-catching, and she can fight with her, otherwise Ling Xueyan sometimes won't take the initiative to go to Guan Yue to fight.

Looking at the ring, the battle between Chopin and Ling Yun can be described as exciting.

The audience applauded frequently, Chopin played very wildly, although he didn't hurt Ling Yun at all, and there were many colors on his body, but the more Chopin attacked, the more fierce he became, and at the cost of his own body injury, he was closer to the opponent.

"It's now!" Chopin rolled forward as he fell to the ground, Dolan's sword slashed against his back, not hurting half a point, and he was already at Ling Yun's side.

"Roar!" roared like a wild beast, Chopin's tight black clothes were immediately broken by the swollen muscles, and his body immediately turned red, like a berserker, Chopin's size suddenly became larger, and a small giant of more than two meters and a half appeared.

"Lingyun! Quickly retreat!" Bai Moran shouted, but Shan Lao knew that it was too late, this system strengthened the lifeline, as long as he seized the opportunity, he was very restrained from the lifeline of the military system.

Ling Yun stepped backwards with both feet, but Chopin's speed was twice as fast as before, and moving left and right had become wishful thinking, and when Ling Yun saw the end, he saw that he had reached the edge of the ring.

"Flying Sword Slash!"

With no way out but to attack, Dolan's sword morphed into three swords, slamming into the muscles of Chopin's erupting chest with an orange glow.

"Bang bang bang!"

To no avail, Chopin slammed Ling Yun out of the ring with a savage blow.

"Boom, la......" The warm applause was unexpected, and the Imperial City Tianwu Academy actually lost two people first.

But three seconds for a real man, after three seconds, Chopin standing on the stage immediately softened like a ball, and he was sweating profusely, with the hanging color just now, there were still blood marks on his body, and he looked several times worse than Ling Yun.

"Chopin, come down too! You can only fight one game!"

Hearing the words of the old man, Chopin immediately ran down, although he didn't hold on for long, but he didn't lose! Although the opponents were not the strongest, but he won, at least go back to the glory,

Chopin himself said secretly, "Maybe my strong muscles just now can still be favored by many noble girls......

However, Chopin did think too much, because the aristocratic girl in the stands, looking at him, didn't say that it was disgusting.

"Bai Moran!

Shan Lao smiled, he still had the chance to win, although they were both losing two people, but Guan Yue and Ling Xueyan had not yet received the two super helps, and on the side of Mu Lao, Zheng Wanfei was injured so seriously yesterday, even if it was good, even if it was good, how could Bai Moran consume the power of her breath, and it was possible to win.

In the end, it is Ye Feng, not to mention that Ling Xueyan can be defeated, plus Guan Yue is also a pioneer, and the winning rate of winning this game is not dissatisfied.

As for the Holy Martial Academy, there is another person, it can be completely ignored, in this group of juniors, the arm is just blocking the car.

"Yes, Lord Headmaster!" Bai Moran was really white, as if he had powdered on his face, and together with his golden hair, it was very dazzling, and there was also a saying about Prince Charming in the Imperial City Tianwu Academy.

Of course, if you can't get used to him, you will say that you are malnourished, but Bai Moran does look good, and it can be said that compared with Ye Long, it is not only white, but also has a sense of maturity.

"Cloth!"

As if it had grown on his body, three gray cloths suddenly appeared from Bai Moran's robe, crossed under his feet, and the three pieces of cloth fell to the ring in a single flick of Bai Moran.

"Wow......"

Looking at Bai Moran's handsome and chic movements, some girls in the stands screamed excitedly, and Bai Moran gently waved his hands to both sides, with a "everyone's demeanor" attitude.

Mu Lao turned to the side, his face showed a sad face, Bai Moran's strength is afraid that he already has the fifth order of the Martial King, and there may be a sixth order, although Fei'er shows that there is no injury, but even if she recovers instantly, the poison of the assassination soul may still remain.

As for Ye Feng, it stands to reason that it is used for the finale...... There were three people next to him, and the only thing left in the end was Duan Jinhong, who looked dazed.

The strength is not at the same level, and it is also the existence of soy sauce when it goes up, and the old man can see that the injuries on Duan Jinhong's body are not complete.

Looking at the old man looking at himself, Duan Jinhong was still relatively smart, at least he knew the next two, which one he encountered, he was afraid that he would come down if he went up, and now this Bai Moran looked at least like a cream boy, and he might be able to pass a few tricks!

"Hey!"

Duan Jinhong spread his breath, and still jumped up without receiving the words of the elder eye.

"Imperial City Heavenly Martial Academy!"

"Holy Martial Academy!Duan Jinhong!"

You can't lose your momentum if you lose anything, Duan Jinhong can be said to have opened his breath to the maximum, but Bai Moran still looks leisurely, his body took two steps back, and he swung forward with one hand, and seven gray cloths rushed out from under his feet, like seven flying snakes......