Leng Xiaohan looked at Fei Jin with an unhappy face: "How do you want to bet, what do you bet?"

Fei Jin threw Wang Xiaoxiao to Leng Xiaohan and said: "Let's bet on who can win the first place this time! You say one person, I say one person, bet on it~" Fei Jin elegantly saluted Leng Xiaohan and pointed at Wang Xiaoxiao: "Of course it's this young lady's life~"

"I've put a unique poison on this young lady, and if you win, I'll unravel her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info If you lose, then I'm embarrassed~ Okay, now trouble Mr. Leng Xiaohan to tell who you pressed!" looked at Leng Xiaohan playfully.

Leng Xiaohan looked at Fei Jin seriously and said, "I will press myself to win, and... You'd better pray not to meet me in the ring. After speaking, he hugged Wang Xiaoxiao and turned around and walked towards Cihang. Fei Jin shouted to Leng Xiaohan: "Then I'll not forget to win, hahaha~" Jumped out of the ring with a smile.

The Heavenly Pavilion Elder shrugged his shoulders and said, "It seems that the members of the Cold Hall are all unlucky~ The incident just now has not passed, and now it has encountered such a thing again." But... Leng Xiaohan is very confident in herself! Let's take a look at the next group. ”

The Northern Immortal and a man appeared in the ring, and the Heavenly Pavilion Elder introduced: "Cold Palace: Northern Immortal, and the opponent of the Northern Immortal is a loose cultivator, named Burial Heaven!

The phantom behind the Northern Immortal appeared, and attacked directly towards the Burial Heaven. Not to be outdone, Futian greeted him with both fists, and the scene of the sky collapsing behind him emerged. "Bang~" However, in the face of absolute strength, it was still useless, and Futian was directly knocked out. The Northern Immortal glanced at Mo Forget, turned around and jumped out of the ring.

The voice of the Heavenly Pavilion Elder sounded again: "It's completely one-sided~ It's rare to see someone with the surname Beiming! This Beiming Immortal doesn't know if it has anything to do with the Beiming family! Okay, the next group!"

The figures of Chu Lingtian and Yan Mengran appeared in the ring, "This one is good-looking, one is the famous little uncle of the little sage Zhuang: Chu Lingtian, and the other is the son of Tiange: Yan Mengran." The two of them have a one-star martial artist and a two-star martial artist, I don't know who can enter the top eight!"

Yan Mengran smiled and discussed with Chu Lingtian: "Otherwise, how about you admit defeat?" Our cultivation is almost the same, you can't beat me." Chu Lingtian smiled, and a black and white brush with a very pen-and-ink style appeared in his hand: "How do you know if you don't compare?"

Yan Mengran shook his head, and a pair of gloves appeared on his palms and slapped towards Chu Lingtian. Chu Lingtian smiled, waving the brush in his hand, and a black and white lion appeared and bit Yan Mengran. Yan Mengran smiled, his body flashed to the lion's side, and slapped his palm on the lion's waist.

The lion disappeared, but a black dead word had already appeared in front of Chu Lingtian and rushed towards Yan Mengran. Yan Mengran said helplessly: "How can it be magnified as soon as it comes up?shouldn't you warm up first?" As he spoke, the huge True Yuan palm of his right palm slapped out, and he directly hit Chu Lingtian with the word dead.

Chu Lingtian drew a wall in front of him, and then wrote the word steel and disappeared into the wall in front of him. A steel wall appeared in front of everyone, "It's useless!" Yan Mengran rushed up and punched out two huge palms.

The three palms were combined, directly smashing the steel wall, and the giant palm fell down and slapped towards Chu Lingtian. Chu Lingtian looked at the palm that could cover the entire ring and said secretly: "It is said that the people of the Heavenly Pavilion are really strong, and they are really not talking about playing!" Looking at the palm that was getting closer and closer to him, Chu Lingtian closed his eyes helplessly.

"Okay~ You go down! They all said that you took the initiative to admit defeat, but you still didn't listen. After so much effort, the result is not a loss, I really don't know what you are trying to do!" Yan Mengran's cynical voice sounded. Chu Lingtian opened his eyes, and the palm in front of him was gone. nodded to Yan Mengran, hugged his fists and saluted and jumped out of the ring.

Yan Mengran jumped out of the ring and walked in front of Leng Xiaohan and asked, "Brother Xiaohan, how is it?" Is my handsome move just now? Yan Mengran was directly stunned.

"It seems that my Heavenly Pavilion's son-in-law is slightly better!, but Chu Lingtian is not weak. There are still six people left who have not played, I don't know which two will play next!Come, let's see!" Hearing the words of the Heavenly Pavilion Elder, the six people injected their spiritual power into the token.

Two figures appeared in the ring, "Oh~ This time, there are people from the Cold Palace, the Cold Palace: Xiao Ji." His opponent is Sanxiu: Deng Wu, I don't know..."Before the Heavenly Pavilion Elder finished speaking, Xiao Ji moved. No, to be exact, it was manual, Xiao Ji's right hand slashed at Deng Wu in the shape of a knife: "Evil Light Slash!!"

A sword more than three meters high slashed towards Deng Wu, and Deng Wu hurriedly jumped out of the ring when he saw that the situation was wrong. Xiao Ji withdrew his right hand, and the sword disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared. Looking at Xiao Ji's figure jumping out of the ring, the Heavenly Pavilion Elder praised: "The Han Palace is really full of talents! Okay, the last two groups! Let me see who this group is!"

Two figures appeared in the ring, "There are members of the Han Palace! Is the Han Palace the top 16 rounded?" Han Palace: Wan Ye Xue and Sanxiu: Nan Rong Hongliao, let's see who will win and enter the top eight!"

Nan Rong Hongliao looked at Wan Ye Xue's eyes with joy, and the knife in his hand frantically slashed towards Wan Ye Xue. The moves are not ruthless, but each knife carries a thick true element, forcing Wan Yexue to have to take it hard. After Wan Yexue received more than 20 knives, she finally couldn't hold on and jumped out of the ring.

"I have to say that Nan Rong Hongliao is very smart. Knowing that his cultivation is higher than Wan Ye Xue, he only spells the true yuan and successfully consumes Wan Ye Xue. Next is the last group, both of them are from the Cold Palace, the Lord of the Cold Palace: Leng Xiaohan and the Cold Palace: Juan!" As soon as the words fell, Juan in the space shouted: "I admit defeat!"

The Heavenly Pavilion Elder shrugged his shoulders: "Okay, now the top eight are produced." After an hour's rest, there will be an eight-in-four battle. ”

None of the thousand people in the space in an hour dared to speak, and there was no way, the aura emanating from Leng Xiaohan and Mo Forget was too terrifying. Leng Xiaohan sat beside Yang Miaomiao for a whole hour, watching Yang Miaomiao's face gradually recover its bloody color, the anger in Leng Xiaohan's heart became more and more intense.

It's all that damn guy, if it weren't for him, Miao Miao wouldn't have suffered this crime at all. Thinking about it, the momentum emanating from his body became even more violent.

"Well, an hour has come. In the quarterfinals, please inject spiritual power into the token, let's take a look at which two of them will play first!" As soon as the words fell, the figures of Bei Ying Xian and Mo Forget appeared in the ring, and Bei Ying Xian watched Mo Forget's right hand slowly stretch out from his shoulder to his back.

"Admit defeat!" Leng Xiaohan's voice sounded in everyone's ears, and the Northern Immortal turned his head and looked at Leng Xiaohan stubbornly and said, "I can win!" Leng Xiaohan raised his head and looked at the Northern Immortal: "I said, he, yes, I, yes!"

The Northern Immortal looked at Leng Xiaohan's eyes and remembered the scene in the small city on the border of the Celestial Empire before. The right hand was slowly retracted, jumped out of the ring and said, "I admit defeat." ”

"Oh~ It seems that Leng Xiaohan is really angry, and he is determined to fight with Mo Forget. Okay, the game continues, please the next group of players!" Fei Jin and Nanrong Hongliao appeared in the ring.

"It's interesting now, both of them are four-star martial artists. It's going to be a good battle!" Heavenly Pavilion Elder's voice rang out.