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No one wants to be a disciple under their own mountain, a round of tours.

At this moment, Ji Shanhe's body shook, and he fell on the field with a bang, and his cold gaze fell on Lu Chen's body for the first time. He really wanted to take advantage of the present to have a big fight with Lu Chen, but he thought that if he broke out with all his strength in the first round, he would inevitably be weak in the future, his facial muscles trembled, and he secretly said: "It's cheap for you, between you and me, there will still be a battle after all, and you can't escape!"

Lu Chen's gaze also flew up and landed on him for the first time, but soon, he took his gaze back, and he knew that Ji Shanhe would not choose himself.

Sure enough, Ji Shanhe's gaze let go of Ouyang Hao again, and turned on the bodies of the remaining three, Tu Qianjue, Qian Zhenhuan, and Mo Xingyu.

Qian Zhenhuan's expression was calm and unmoved, but Tu Qianjue and Mo Xingyu both pinched a cold sweat.

They don't want to be chosen at this time to fight with Ji Shanhe, because they will definitely lose. But sometimes, things just come what you want, and the more you are afraid, the more you are afraid.

Seeing Ji Shanhe's bright gaze, he fell on Tu Qianjue's body, and grinned: "Senior Brother Tu, please." ”

Tu Qian couldn't help but glance at the White Tiger Mountain Lord.

The mountain lord sighed helplessly: "Since he is named, then go up, even if he is defeated, it doesn't matter, just do your best!"

Tu Qianjue took a deep breath, and with a bang, thousands of waves of qi around him erupted on the spot, and his huge body fell into the field with a whoosh, and roared: "Take it!"

As soon as he came up, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he directly burst out with all his strength, roaring power, rushing continuously, and a little bit of blade light had already shot out of his body!

Ji Shanhe smiled coldly, flicked his fingers, and saw that the void in front of him cracked a black crack without warning.

The cold aura of the forest erupted from inside, and Tu Qianjue's body, which was obviously very close, was suddenly pulled apart by this void crack.

Naturally, the blade light that he shot out was shattered by the waves of qi tumbling out of the void crack.

Tu Qian's peerless person was in mid-air, and his exclamation had already erupted: "Little Void Sword Dao Spirit Seed?"

Before the exclamation got up, the void on his side suddenly cracked, Ji Shanhe suddenly walked out, and a disdainful laugh sounded: "Even if you are not blind, you are a kendo spirit seed, give it to me!"

Suddenly, an even more violent void crack burst, and a deep aura shone in the void in all directions. Tu Qianjue was frightened and inexplicable, and ran away desperately.

If he was hit by a void rift, even if he didn't die, he would have to be hit hard, and it was very likely that irreversible physical damage would erupt.

Ji Shanhe laughed wildly: "Can you run?"

Another wave of his sleeves.

Fan Changqing's eyebrows frowned slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, a wisp of wind swept away, poof, and the void cracks that shot out from Ji Shanhe were all gone, one after another.

Tu Qianjue escaped, fell to the ground, his body was already soaked in cold sweat, and said, "Thank you Uncle Fan." ”

Fan Changqing nodded: "You go down." ”

Tu Qianjue turned around and left, but the corner of his eye, when it fell on Ji Shanhe, there was a wisp of hatred.

If it weren't for Fan Changqing's move, he would most likely have lost his arm and leg, and he clearly felt the breath of indifferent life from Ji Shanhe's eyes just now.

This guy!

Tu Qianjue just clenched his fists, but he didn't say anything after all, and he was already gone.

At this time, Fan Changqing's deep gaze fell on Ji Shanhe, and said: "I know that the opponent has no strength to fight again, why do you have to do this? Ji Shanhe, this time Fan Mou will treat you as an unintentional move, if there is a next time, even if there is the Lord of Qinglong Mountain to protect you, I will expel you from the field, understand?"

Ji Shanhe's facial muscles twitched, and he said, "The disciple knows." ”

What Fan Changqing said, he turned around and forgot about it, it was not the same thing at all.

While running, his eyes fell on Lu Chen again, and the depth in his eyes was undisguised.

Poof, the Yuan Fu burst, and Ouyang Hao's name resounded throughout the audience.

Ouyang Hao's body jumped and landed straight in the field, and his eyes fell on Mo Xingyu's body for the first time, but after glancing at Lu Chen, he shifted to Qian Zhenhuan and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qian, you and I are old acquaintances, come up, let me see, after three years of cultivation of the Desolate God Sect, how far has your strength grown." ”

Qian Zhenhuan fell into the middle of the field for a moment, and said: "Senior Brother Ouyang invited, what reason does Qian have to refuse? I have long heard that Senior Brother has refined the Three Absolute Sword Techniques, so I can take advantage of this opportunity to have a good competition with you." ”

Ouyang Hao pointed a little weakly, and wisps of strange power burst out from his body.

A sword rose up, furious, and poured down, like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracked, the tide of the sea surging, and the mighty power overturned from his body.

Qian Zhenhuan was not in a hurry, the sword blade in his palm exploded, the sound of Qingyue's dragon chant exploded in all directions, and an extraordinarily violent green dragon drilled out of the blade, its claws were flying, the scales were shining, the dragon's head and body were dragon's tail, and his head was straight up to the nine clouds, and an inexplicable breath had burst out.

Boom, Ouyang Hao's strength was forcibly blocked back by the green dragon.

Lu Chen's eyebrows twitched: "I still underestimate Qian Zhenhuan, this guy is not only improved in cultivation, his strength is clearly stronger than before!"

The Lord of Xuanwu Mountain also sighed: "I really can't imagine that there is such a disciple in Lingbao Mountain, and the strength of this son is completely above Zhuge Zhao!"

Teng Snake Mountain Lord Twist Whisker nodded: "If the Spirit Leopard Mountain Lord had focused on cultivating this person earlier, his strength would definitely not be limited to this, but after this time, the Spirit Leopard Mountain Lord should have vigorously cultivated him, and after seven years, you will have one more strong opponent."

Huangfu nodded approvingly.

The light in Lu Chen's eyes was also a little stronger, he always felt that Qian Zhenhuan was a little weird, even if he saw his demon bloodline, it was still the same.

"Seven years later, Lu wants to see what level you will grow to!" Lu Chen thought secretly.

The face of the Spirit Leopard Mountain Lord on the other side was slightly relaxed, and the light in his eyes was shining.

Zhuge Zhao's death hit him very hard! Even after so long, it has always been the same. This three-year mid-term test is just to grab the strongest one from their Spirit Leopard Mountain to come over to top the bag, and he didn't pay much attention to it, but now that he sees these seriously, the essence of his eyes blooms.

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