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In the audience of the Great Martial Arts Arena, it was as if a bomb had been thrown, and it was completely bombed.

And in the sky above the Great Martial Arts Arena, several giants who were farther away from the Holy Cultivator also turned solemn one by one.

Yan Xiang, who was watching from the audience of the Great Martial Arts Arena, also got up and flew over the Great Martial Arts Arena, forming a circle with the other five hall masters and standing still.

"Shui Qingchan, what do you mean?" Yan Xiang looked angry and asked the hall master of the Holy Water Hall with a fierce attitude, "I have a Holy Fire Hall, and you can afford to look up to it so much, Fanxi, who has bought the Nine Masters of Sacred Cultivation, to fight with my little apprentice Ling Luo, who has just started, what are your intentions!" ”

Although Shui Qingchan is very old, she still looks like a middle-aged beauty.

She looked embarrassed, and there was a slight apology in her voice: "I'm sorry, Hall Master Yan, I really don't know anything about this matter. ”

"Don't know? Didn't you know that your biological daughter Shui Rou would personally participate in the war? I don't know if you will let Xiaoling and Fanxi mess around here? Yan Xiang's suffocating anger suddenly burst up.

He remembered the two seriously injured apprentices lying in the medical room of the Great Martial Arts Arena, Fu Dong's injuries were stable, but it was difficult for Xu Huang to say, Yun Qin said that the situation was still very critical.

And here, Ling Luo, who fought with Fanxi, was even more seriously injured and fell into a bitter battle that he had never had before.

"The Tang Battle was provoked by Xiao Ling of your Holy Water Hall first, but as a result, he didn't fight himself, and found a helper of the Holy Cultivation Nine Masters, is he bullying my apprentice Xiao Luo only has the strength of a first-order martial spirit, right?!"

Shui Qingchan was silent

She was speechless.

"All along, your five churches have bullied my Holy Flame Hall, and I have never really taken it to heart. But this time it's different. Yan Xiang's expression was awe-inspiring, like an angry god, "Half of the disciples of my Holy Fire Hall have been damaged, and their lives are in danger, I, as a master, will never sit idly by!" ”

Xuanyuan Jing sighed lightly and said, "Brother Yan, don't be angry first. Fan Xi is a member of my Holy Golden Church, and the old man, whether as the hall master of the Holy Golden Church or as the dean of the Holy Spiritual Academy, has an unshirkable responsibility for this matter. The old man will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation of the Holy Fire Hall. ”

Xuanyuan Jing's hair is white, and the whole person looks quite a bit of fairy wind and bones.

His strength has reached the peak of the Martial Emperor, and he can break through the void at any time, but because he is thinking about the Holy Cultivation Hall in his heart and has some attachment, he has been deliberately suppressing his strength and refusing to leave.

He stretched out his old hand like a dry twig and waved it lightly at the center of the Great Martial Arts Arena.

A large expanse of extremely holy golden light shrouded in. The vitality in the entire Great Martial Arts Arena has all disappeared.

Ling Luo, Fan Xi, and Ying Xiche, the vitality exuded from their bodies was gone, and the attacking moves were also ineffective.

As if saved, Fan Xi lay on the ground, breathing in the fresh air.

And Ming Xiche raised his head with great interest, looked at Xuanyuan Jing, and said, "I can't imagine that in your world, there are still one or two people whose strength can still be seen." ”

Even the cheap dragons and sea soul beasts that were fighting in mid-air, all the vitality around them disappeared, and they fell straight down.

The body of the cheap dragon also transformed into the original black fat cat, if Ling Luo hadn't reached out to catch it in time, I was afraid that he would have fallen to pieces.