"Okay, then let's end this fight!"

In the face of Li Wushuang's arrogance, Zhuo Zichen exhaled deeply, his solemn and gloomy face suddenly relaxed, and slowly closed his eyes under Li Wushuang's surprised gaze.

"What does he want to do? Waiting to die? ”

"Damn, Zhuo Zichen, I bought you 100,000 purple gold coins!"

The crowd around the ring, when they saw that Li Wushuang could condense Xuanyun, although they already had no hope of Zhuo Zichen's victory, but what they couldn't tolerate was that Zhuo Zichen closed his eyes at this moment and gave people a feeling of sitting and waiting to be killed and giving up on himself, and they all shouted at him, and even started to insult Zhuo Zichen directly.

Hearing the unbearable insults to Zhuo Zichen in the noisy crowd, everyone in the pergola frowned and became the same enemy, knowing that now Mu Feng understood that these people would not cheer for anyone at all, they would only gather here for their own interests and to pursue their own excitement.

When you succeed, you are a god in their eyes, but when you lose, you are worthless in their eyes. Mu Feng recalled what happened to the three heroes of Yin Feng in the past, and it was exactly the same as now.

Everyone will only remember the halo after your success, and will not care about the gloom created before your success, when you take off the halo on your head, people will soon put you in the past, the country and the country have talented people from generation to generation, and it is impossible to keep a lot of attention and popularity, which is why so many people who have attained the Tao have chosen to return to the mountains and forests without staining the red world.

I'm afraid that these seniors have already seen through this, and what they have now is just a passing cloud, I have to say that these seemingly enthusiastic audiences in Qingcheng are actually really chilling.

"Senior brother is planning to admit defeat?" After waiting for a while, when he saw that Zhuo Zichen below did not react at all, Li Wushuang's slightly frowning brows instantly relaxed, and he sneered coldly, his body was also slowly declining, he had already expected that Zhuo Zichen was already at the end of the crossbow and was shocked by his own Xuanyun.

"Drink!!"

However, just when Li Wushuang's self-confidence declined, Zhuo Zichen below suddenly opened his eyes, his teeth and lips clenched, and his hands snapped together, his whole body was green and tendons, and the soul in his body was majestic, which was stunned, and Li Wushuang, who was above him, also had a sudden change in face, and then his eyes converged and became vicious, and his right hand stretched out a flame sword that was condensed in his palm again, and he held the sword and shot down in the air.

"Humph!" In the midst of everyone's exclamations, the moment Mu Feng and the others had already raised their hearts, Zhuo Zichen suddenly jumped upward, his body burst out, and he avoided Zhuo Zichen with lightning speed, and a sword passed by his sword, and his right hand clenched his fist "bang", and under Li Wushuang's stunned gaze, the fist hit him in the abdomen, knocking his whole person upward.

"Wow~" Li Wushuang, who was flying upside down, spurted out of his mouth with a mouthful of blood, and the Xuanyun on his feet also lost control because of this blow, and instantly dissipated into nothingness.

"Nope! That's impossible! Wan Zhan in the balcony saw this scene, his face changed in an instant, he stood up in horror, pressed his hands on the wooden fence in front of him, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Not only him, but even Zhuang Bufan and the others were stunned, they didn't understand how Zhuo Zichen could suddenly have such explosive power?

"Did you break through at the critical moment?" Yun Bei frowned slightly, his eyes were fierce, and Zhuo Zichen, who was rushing straight forward to pursue Li Wushuang who was knocked away, muttered softly.

Li Wushuang's eyes widened, his eyes were full of horror, and he watched Zhuo Zichen sprint continuously and almost step into the air, coming behind him at a very fast speed when he was caught off guard.

"Ahh With a terrible scream, Li Wushuang's upside-down body was heavily blasted down from mid-air, and he slammed into the ring below, actually knocking out several deep cracks in the entire ring, and Zhuo Zichen slowly landed from the sky and was out of breath in the already devastated ring.

"You~~" After half a sound, the dust fell to the ground, and everyone held their breath and stared at the ring full of cracks and rubble in shock.

Li Wushuang was covered with scars, and stood up with great difficulty from the round pit in the center of the ring, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and doubt, looking at Zhuo Zichen in front of him.

"Blessed by misfortune, I'm also in the late stage of the Ground Rank now." With a flirtatious smile on the corner of Zhuo Zichen's mouth, he looked at Li Wushuang, who was extremely embarrassed at the moment.

"This, this is impossible~" Li Wushuang became a little impatient and crazy, he didn't believe that Zhuo Zichen would suddenly break through in this situation, he thought that he was already winning, but he didn't expect the sudden reversal of the situation to hit him who was already arrogant.

"Nothing is impossible, I was only one step away from the late stage, thank you." Zhuo Zichen sneered, shook his head, and stepped to the side of the round pit, looking down condescendingly at Li Wushuang, who was already a little unsteady in the center of the round pit.

"You~~You~Wow~" Li Wushuang, who was full of blood and blood, stared at Zhuo Zichen in front of him with wide eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth without suppression, and fell to the ground with a "flutter".

Accompanied by everyone's exclamations, Zhuo Zichen looked up at the blue sky above his head, and a flirtatious but natural smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that Wushuang was injured a lot this time, I'm afraid I can't go down the mountain with your beloved disciple to eliminate the demon and defend the road." Li Wushuang, who was looking at Wan Zhan in the building, exhaled heavily, and said coldly to Zhuang Bufan, who was beside him with a bright smile on his face, and then stepped out of the air with a leap, flew directly to the ring, and slowly landed beside Li Wushuang.

"Senpai!" Looking at Wan Zhan's appearance, Zhuo Zichen frowned slightly and bowed to him.

"Hmph" Wan Zhan snorted coldly and glanced at Zhuo Zichen, bent down to help Li Wushuang up, the golden Xuanyun under his feet instantly condensed, rose into the air amid the exclamations of ten thousand people, and soon disappeared into the sky.

Inside the building, watching Wan Zhan leave so arrogantly, Zhuang Bufan got up and glanced at Yun Bei beside him, and both of them let out a meaningful sigh.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Bufan stepped on Xuanyun and came to the top of the ring, hovering in mid-air, and with his appearance, the noisy crowd around the ring instantly quieted down, and they all looked at him expectantly.

"I declare that this year's group of immortals has come to a successful conclusion, in the past few months, we have seen too many things worthy of our gratification, the future is terrifying, the future is terrifying!!"

In the pergola, Mu Feng and the others were not interested in Zhuang Bufan's statement, and even Xia Ruolan, as a disciple of Qingxuanzong, didn't seem to have the leisure and elegance to listen to his words that made the people of Qingcheng boil, and Dai frowned slightly and quietly looked at Zhuo Zichen who was standing alone in the ring.

"He's already in the late stage of the Ground Stage?" Mu Feng looked at Zhuo Zichen, who was smiling calmly at this moment, and asked incompetently with a shocked feeling in his heart.

"It's not fake, it's really unthinkable." Incompetence nodded and replied with emotion.

"Isn't Li Wushuang the second place? He's gone, to whom is that scroll for? Mu Feng wondered.

"What? What do you want? Incompetence looked at Mu Feng with Yin Feng and asked with a chuckle.

"You give it to me!" Mu Feng looked at the two of them with a playful look on their faces, and replied angrily.

"Haha, I don't count this, if Li Wushuang doesn't want it, it should be Senior Sister Leng Yue who gets it" Incompetent smiled and turned his head to look at Leng Yue behind him and replied.

It didn't take long for Zhuang Bufan's impassioned concluding speech to finally end, and everyone in the pergola was invited to the ring together in the cheers of the crowd, standing side by side in a row, accepting the blessings and respect of all living beings in Zhuang Bufan's mouth.

When Zhuang Bufan took the Xuanbing Armor from a white-robed old man and handed it to Zhuo Zichen with both hands, Zhuo Zichen also took the Xuanbing Armor as thin as a cicada's wings from him with great respect, and then Zhuang Bufan took a pitch-black scroll and came to Leng Yue with a smile. "Originally, it should have been the Ancient Netherworld Sect Li Wushuang who got it, maybe this is fate, since he has a high vision, it belongs to you!" Zhuang Bufan stood in front of Leng Yue and said softly with a smile on his face.

Leng Yue, who summoned the scroll from his hand, nodded slightly, and he didn't know what she was thinking, but Zhuang Bufan's words still caused an uproar in the eyes of the audience around the ring, and public opinion almost overwhelmingly accused Li Wushuang of arrogance and rudeness, maybe this is the real meaning of his words in this situation.

"Everyone, please be quiet" After the rewards were distributed, Zhuang Bufan, Jiang Li, and Yun Bei also gave blessings and affirmations to each of the contestants who were still standing in the ring at this moment, just when Mu Feng thought that this form of thing was about to end, Zhuang Bufan suddenly raised his hand and signaled the black and noisy crowd around the ring to calm down.

"Now the demon path is rampant, even my Qingxuanzong has been repeatedly attacked before, after the discussion of our three sects, this year's Ten Immortals will be entrusted with an important task, one is to let these rookies grow up earlier It is also a kind of experience for them, and the other is to tell those demons not to deceive me and no one is right."

Hearing Zhuang Bufan's words, everyone else in the ring seemed unusually calm and did not have any surprise, and countless spectators under the ring were also instantly ignited with enthusiasm, and cheers and shouts resounded in the sky.

Looking at these enthusiastic audiences who were even more excited than himself, Mu Feng also smiled bitterly in his heart, he didn't expect that he really made Wu Yi right, Zhuang Bufan and their trick Mu Feng felt helpless, first cut and then play!

Smallpox said a lot of exciting truths, and more than 100,000 or 200,000 viewers testified that they couldn't say it even if they had the heart to refuse.

If you say you can't go at such a time, won't you make the world laugh? One spread ten to hundreds, and more than ten or two hundred thousand people sang it together, I am afraid that the whole continent will laugh off the big teeth the next day.

After a day of tossing, as soon as Mu Feng returned to Qingxuan Mountain, he went directly back to his room and lay on the wooden floor, and when he was about to sleep well, he took Leng Yue and the others to his room.

"Don't want to go?" Looking at Mu Feng's lazy look, he incompetently motioned to Yin Kong and Yin Shi to put the wine and food behind the table, looked at Mu Feng and chuckled.

Mu Feng smiled bitterly and did not answer, during this time, his house had simply become a place where he could not hold a party, and the house was filled with a strong smell of wine all day long.

"Don't be sad all day long, as if I owe you money!" Incompetence poured a glass of wine for Mu Feng and said with a smile.

"By the way, junior sister brought us your summoning scroll, I've never seen such a rare thing when it's so big!"

Leng Yue, who was sitting quietly on the side, was also forcibly dragged by incompetence to drink this time, although through the veil, Mu Feng could also feel that at this moment, she was afraid that she was as helpless as herself about this brazen incompetence, but Mu Feng really wanted to see what was so wonderful about this legendary extinct summoning scroll.

Leng Yue took out the dark and green ancient scroll from his sleeve and placed it on the table, and his white jade hand gently untied the seal on it, slowly unfolding it.

The scroll is about five or six inches long, palm-wide, densely filled with words that Mu Feng has never seen, and in the center of the scroll there is a small circle of about two inches so far, and the circle is actually composed of small stripes, these stripes are not connected to each other, but they are densely packed next to each other and only leave a little space that can be almost ignored, if you don't look closely, you would think that this circle is drawn with one stroke.

Looking at the scroll in front of them that was so exquisitely made, and the words on it were not recognized by anyone, Mu Feng and Leng Yue both looked at the incompetence of the scroll with frowns and frowning to observe the scroll carefully.

"See what?" After a while, when they found that they were incompetent and frowned, and their expressions became more and more solemn, Mu Feng asked softly.

"I can see some, as recorded in ancient books, the ancient summoning technique is to first seal some kind of magical beast and reach a summoning contract with it, and when necessary, summon it to your side by your side through reverse time and space as a combat existence." Impotence pondered for a moment, then nodded lightly and replied.

"I'm asking you, is the monster still alive in here? What is it? Mu Feng looked at him angrily, of course he knew that he still needed to say it?

"The words on it have long been lost, and I only recognize some of them. As for what it is, whether it is still alive or not, I don't know! Impotence shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

After listening to his words, Mu Feng glanced at him with disdain, if the Indian style recorded in the scroll in front of him was difficult to read, the scroll that Chu Zhen left for himself was the Book of Heaven, at least this scroll Mu Feng could also see at a glance that the words and patterns on it were very regular and traceable, it was obviously some kind of Indian style, and the Taixu step left by Chu Zhen was purely a ghost drawing.