"Uncle Shi!" Ban Qing went to poke Wen Han again.

Xie Wenhan was impatient: "If you poke it again, you will break off your fingers!"

Ban Qing: "......"

Xie Wenhan rolled his eyes, beckoned a disciple of the same lineage, and said a few words in his ear.

The disciple took the order and left, and Ban Qing asked curiously, "Uncle Shi, what did you tell him?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Xie Wenhan said so, or explained to him, "I'll let them fight a few more to consume her Xuan power." ”

Ban Qing was taken aback and whispered, "Isn't this too ......?"

"Insidious?" Xie Wenhan sneered, "Do you think it's up to us to win or lose now? If she really lets her pick all of us alone, you Li Gu or we Fuyun, and still have face?"

"But ......"

Xie Wenhan waved his hand: "You have already lost, anyway, you don't need to make a move." ”

Ban Qing was speechless.

"I'm coming!" a voice rang out from the crowd, and another disciple stepped onto the platform.

The two of them saluted, didn't say a word of nonsense, and went straight to work.

Compared with the previous four, this person is not as strong as the previous four, but his will is very tenacious, and it took a lot of time to drag Lu Mingshu to the death. In the end, it ended with Lu Mingshu cutting off the weapon in his hand with a sword.

As soon as this person got down, someone immediately came up and dragged her to the death.

After doing this several times, Lu Mingshu knew it in his heart.

This is intended to drain her Xuan power, and it is better to let her get hurt or something.

However, the other party may have miscalculated!

An endless stream of mystical power, through the meditation formula, poured into her meridians, condensed from the guan qi into true yuan, and replenished into the dantian. Coupled with her excellent control, Xuanli is always balanced and at ease.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen games, and finally no one came up again.

Lu Mingshu's arm was oozing blood, and the intensive challenge made her hurt in the end. And she just tore a random bundle of cloth, still looking at everyone with her head held high: "Who is coming?"

Under Langhua Peak, the little disciples were in a commotion.

"How many are these?"

"It was the sixteenth ......"

"Sixteen consecutive wins!" hiss ...... "What a scary record!"

"There are more than a dozen weapons cut off, right?"

"yes! I don't know if the next one will be cut off......"

Looking at her age, it is already very good to be able to reach the fusion realm, and she actually fought sixteen people in a row in the battle of the Heavenly Gate, and won every game, among which there are many elites with the strength of true disciples. Even if she loses later, this record is enough to make a name for herself. In comparison, I really lived to be a dog......

"What's the matter with Wen Han?" the elder of the Zhou family faction slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table irritably, "Didn't you pass the message?

Every time she wins, these elders are like being slapped in the face, and they will be swollen after beating a dozen in a row!

Wen Han has his own ideas. The elder of Fuyun's vein said, but her defense sounded very weak.

Several people couldn't help but look at Fu Shangqing in the first seat, if you want to say who has the most swollen face, it must be this head. After this battle, those little disciples will definitely inquire about Lu Mingshu's origin......

Fu Shangqing was silent, his expression was as usual, as if what happened above had nothing to do with him.

And the twins he took with him, Fu Mingtang looked at Yunjing in a daze, but Fu Mingxi's face was full of unhappiness.

"Dad!" Fu Mingxi shouted.

Fu Shangqing looked sideways at her.

"I'm not happy!"

Fu Shangqing said: "If you're not happy, go find your mother." ”

"Dad, you ......" Fu Mingxi stomped his feet angrily and ran off the high platform by himself.

The disciples who can come to the door have already arrived at this time.

Sixteen consecutive victories suppressed these arrogant elite disciples, and no one came to power.

Lu Mingshu looked over one by one.

Those ordinary disciples don't need to care anymore, her remaining opponents are those masters who have the strength to compete for the true disciples.

Her gaze stopped on Tan Yubing.

Tan Yubing smiled slightly, and his tone was calm: "Master Lu's nephew's strength is amazing, I am willing to bow to the wind, so I can't compare." ”

As soon as these words came out, the disciples stirred slightly.

Although Lu Mingshu's strength is beyond doubt, Tan Yubing's strength is not weak! She has already fought sixteen games in a row, whether it is Xuanli or mental state, she is already very tired, Tan Yubing actually admits defeat like this and does not fight?

Is Tan Yubing too timid, or does she think that Lu Mingshu in this state can't win herself?

Lu Mingshu didn't care why, since Tan Yubing admitted defeat, her gaze no longer stayed.

Although the battle of Tianmen does not exclude sneak attacks, if you have already admitted defeat and sneak attack again, it is not allowed. Otherwise, this fight will not be able to fight.

Next...... She looked at Yuan Ziyang.

The strange-shaped blade in Yuan Ziyang's hand turned around, the corners of his mouth raised, and his smile always gave people a gloomy feeling.

The disciples looked at him expectantly. Those people before only had the strength of true disciples, but this one is a true disciple.

Unexpectedly, I heard Yuan Ziyang say: "I also admit defeat." ”！！！

What are they doing? They just waited for Lu Mingshu to fight with the True Transmission Disciple to prove his strength, but Yuan Ziyang actually admitted defeat? What about the dignity of the True Transmission Disciple? Was he eaten by himself?

Next, Lu Mingshu looked at ...... Xie Wenhan!

Xie Wenhan sighed. Tan Yubing admits defeat, she is not surprised, the Golden Gate is weak, she is afraid that she will wish Lu Mingshu would muddy the water, so that she can take advantage of the situation. Yuan Ziyang would admit defeat, but it was completely unexpected by her. She vaguely felt the clue and guessed the reason why Shao Zhengyang appeared so early.

Is...... I have to admit that Yutai can pull down their faces! Also, they are already in a weak position, and if they can't pull down their faces, don't think about turning over.

It's just that, in this way, her plan fell through. The dozen or so disciples before were to consume Lu Mingshu's Xuan power, and next, if Tan Yubing or Yuan Ziyang faced the tired Lu Mingshu with their strength, maybe they would be able to hurt her......!

She stepped onto the stage: "Senior nephew Lu, I'm afraid I'm going to take advantage of you." ”

Lu Mingshu smiled lightly: "Uncle Xie is a true disciple and an elder, of course, he can't make a move lightly. ”

The tone in which she said this sentence was normal, but Xie Wenhan always felt that it seemed to be alluding to something. Is she thinking too much, or is it ......

"However, those dozen disciples have been tested, Uncle Xie thinks I am qualified to fight with you?"

Xie Wenhan's smile froze, and her face was a little embarrassed, it turned out that she had really seen through it. As an elder, it's a bit embarrassing to be so calculating a junior. However, she can't be uncounted, this little girl's strength is too surprising. It doesn't matter if she loses face, Fuyun's face is lost, and the division commanders should be anxious.

Before he could say anything, Lu Mingshu on the other side had already raised his sword: "Uncle Jie, please." ”

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I heard you guys were waiting for the small theater, and I ate dinner today!(To be continued.) )