After Leng Yan and the others rested for a while, they rushed to the sect competition platform again.

At this time, the sect competition had already been fought ten times. Ten is not much, but you must know that the seven sects combined, there are only twenty-eight people participating in the competition. This also includes cold inflammation.

The eleventh fight was over quickly. Yu Shan kept looking in the direction of the door of the arena. A look of anxiety. "That kid, you can't really come. Isn't this a shame on the face of our Danxiao Palace? ”

Li Xiaolan seemed much calmer. "Don't you think it's a bit redundant to talk about this now? Anyway, it's not over yet, so let's talk about it when it's over. ”

Song Xiwen's face was calm, he couldn't see what he was thinking, he just kept looking at the disciples and high-level leaders of the sect around him.

At this time, Bai Zhu, the Supreme Elder of the Imperial Dragon Sect, walked over. After going through the matter of the Imperial Family's Secret Realm, the Royal Dragon Sect and the Danxiao Palace have begun to cooperate closely.

So when I saw that only three disciples from Danxiao Palace had arrived, and even the Supreme Elder who led the team did not appear. Bai Zhu didn't care much at first, but now that the competition has reached the end, there are still only three people in Danxiao Palace. Bai Zhu was somewhat puzzled.

After thinking about it, Bai Zhu finally decided to come over and ask.

"A few little friends, the old man Yulong Sect Baizhu, specially came to ask, ...... you"

Bai Zhu reported his sect first, this is also to let Song Xiwen, Yu Shan, and Li Xiaolan let down their guards, after all, the Royal Dragon Sect cooperated with the Danxiao Palace, which was something they all knew.

Seeing that Bai Zhu wanted to speak and stopped, but when he looked at the three of them, Song Xiwen and the three of them understood what Bai Zhu wanted to ask.

The three of them first returned the salute. "Senpai."

Then Song Xiwen replied. "Senior, Elder Luo and a disciple, there are some things that have been delayed, I think, it will come from time to time."

While several people were talking, the competition was going on.

When the thirteenth game ended, Luo Baichuan and Leng Yan had not yet arrived.

In the end, the one who participated in the fourteenth battle was a disciple of the Netherworld Sect.

This kid walked around the stage and saw that no one was on stage. looked directly at Song Xiwen's side. Everyone knew that only three people came to Danxiao Palace.

"You Danxiao Palace is not comparable, if you want to compare, send someone up quickly, don't be a turtle with a shrunken head. We don't have that much time waiting for you. ”

Yu Shan heard a burst of anger. "How do you talk, are you looking for a fight?"

Li Xiaolan pulled Yu Shan. "We've had a fight, and everybody can only do it once. He's deliberately trying to make us angry, so we don't have to deal with him. ”

Yu Shan snorted and stopped talking.

This Netherworld Sect disciple originally wanted to stimulate Song Xiwen and the three of them again, but after saying a few more words, he saw that none of them were paying attention to him. I also feel bored.

Immediately, the disciple looked at the Supreme Elder led by the Netherworld Sect, saw that the Supreme Elder nodded, and then turned around and continued. "Since the disciples of Danxiao Palace are cowardly and dare not come, then they can only be regarded as abstaining."

As soon as these words came out, the Netherworld Sect, the Ecstasy Sect, and the Elder of the Holy Sword Sect all agreed, while the Divine Sword Sect and the Puppet Sect expressed neutrality, although Bai Zhu, the Supreme Elder of the Imperial Dragon Sect, was dissatisfied in his heart. But there's nothing to be done.

When this Netherworld Sect disciple was about to step down, a voice suddenly remembered.

"Wait, how can I give up my Danxiao Palace."

The person who spoke was Luo Baichuan. 7 Q

As soon as Luo Baichuan came in, he heard the voice he didn't want to hear, and then spoke.

saw Luo Baichuan arrive with Leng Yan. Yu Shan and Li Xiaolan's faces were all happy, while Song Xiwen was expressionless.

The Supreme Elder of the Netherworld Sect listened to Luo Baichuan's words and snorted. "It turned out to be Danxiao Palace Luo Taishang. Although you're here, it's already late, I think you know the rules of the fight, and if you're late, you're abstaining. ”

Luo Baichuan saw that the person who spoke was very familiar with him. So he smiled. "It turned out to be the ghost Taishang of the Netherworld Sect. Of course I know the rules, but I'm afraid you've forgotten the last one. “

The name of the ghost is Ghost Xiuquan. After listening to Luo Baichuan's words, his face changed. pointed to the cold flame beside Luo Baichuan with his hand. A look of disdain. "You want this kid to challenge all the sect disciples, Ji Ji...... I think you are so angry that for the sake of your own face, you don't even care about the lives of your disciples. ”

The words of the ghost cultivator made the people of the Holy Sword Sect and the Ecstasy Sect laugh out loud.

Along the way, Luo Baichuan, the rules of the competition, had already told Leng Yan, and after Leng Yan knew that he was late, he also knew that this was his only chance to enter the Ancient Desolate Tomb.

"Luo Taishang, then the disciple has gone up." Leng Yan said respectfully to Luo Baichuan. After all, on this occasion, it is still necessary to give Luo Baichuan face, obviously it is inappropriate to call him brother, so Leng Yan also directly called Luo Baichuan Luo Taishang.

Luo Baichuan's face was solemn. "Be careful. Don't push yourself. ”

Leng Yan knew that Luo Baichuan was still worried about himself. Nodding, he flew to the tournament platform.

Leng Yan arched his hand in all directions. "Danxiao Palace is cold, but someone comes up to fight."

After these disciples had just gone through the battle just now, none of the winners would come out to take risks again, while the losers began to weigh whether to fight or not.

The occasion was suddenly a little dull.

The Netherworld Sect disciple who was fighting against Leng Yan looked at Ghost Xiuquan. Ghost Xiuquan nodded.

Then the Netherworld Sect disciple walked up again. As soon as he saw that Leng Yan was only the strength of a junior Martial Emperor, this disciple sneered.

"Leng Yan, huh, huh...... I'll play with you. ”

"Are you sure, if you don't play well, your life will be here." Leng Yan rubbed his nose.

"Haha...... With the strength of your mere beginner Martial Emperor, if you want to defeat me, wait for tens of thousands of years. I'll let you make three moves, lest others say that I bully the juniors. "This Netherworld Sect disciple is extremely arrogant.

Leng Yan was not angry, "Since that's the case, then I'm not welcome." ”

After Leng Yan finished speaking, he directly activated the Nine Transformation Wonton Transformation of the Gods and Demons, and then pulled out the Dragon Bone Black Knife.

The disciple of this Netherworld Sect didn't take Leng Yan seriously, but after seeing Leng Yan disappear, Leng snorted. "You think you can hurt me with your three-legged cat's speed and stealth. Let's make a move, Lao Tzu said let you make three moves, and let you make three moves. ”

But the next moment, he felt it, and he couldn't even detect the slightest breath of Leng Yan. It was only then that he finally realized the danger of this fight.

Leng Yan watched his changes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Leng Yan suddenly appeared, his eyes flashed red, and then the Seven Swords of Fire Flame were launched, and the two swords were slashed out one after another.

This Netherworld Sect disciple only felt a flash of red light in front of him, and his body was stagnant. Then, I only felt a pain in my lower back, and the whole person lost consciousness forever.

With the cold flame dragon bone black knife in his hand, he looked down at all the descendant disciples. "Whoever is not convinced, can come to fight."