It was still the Golden Island Lord who announced the duel list, but this time, he didn't read them one by one, but with a wave of his hand, a scroll suddenly came out of the Golden Island Lord's sleeve, suspended in mid-air, and then opened automatically, and rows of golden characters appeared on it, with fifty groups of names written on it, which were the names of the hundred participating disciples who entered the semi-finals, and they were already distributed in pairs!

Wu Lai quickly found his name, in the seventeenth group, the opponent was from the Dongfang family, named Dongfang Buliang!

"Ahem, my fate with these four major families is really not shallow, not long ago I killed an Oriental Fade White, and now it's good, and another Oriental is not bright, listening to this name, it's a little interesting!" Wu Lai thought secretly!

"Okay, the rematch will start soon, let's start the ten groups of games at the same time, with our three island owners and the heads of the seven major sects as referees, and the old judge the game!" The Golden Island Lord said, but with another wave of his hand, there was a "click" sound in the open space on Penglai Immortal Island, and then in the surprised eyes of the people, ten high platforms stretched out from the ground at the same time!

And after the ten high platforms were raised, the three island owners and the heads of the seven major sects rose up at the same time, and landed on the ten high platforms respectively, Wu Lai could see clearly that his master Qing Xuanzi fell on the tenth high platform, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seems that his Zixia View is really with the last seat, but he has to work hard!

Wu Lai thought that there were already disciples from overseas immortal mountains leading various groups of players into the arena, and as for the cultivators who did not participate in the competition, they were standing around from a distance, but fortunately, the high platform was about three stories high, and everyone could see it clearly from a distance!

Wu Lai was taken under the seventh high platform, and there were a total of ten people with him, that is, five groups of players, but Wu Lai saw Lu Xiaofeng, the disciple of the ancient island master of the overseas Xianshan Abbot Island, at first glance, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised, Lu Xiaofeng is a master on the same level as Zhuo Yihang, I don't know which participating disciple is so unlucky, and he met Lu Xiaofeng in the first round of the semi-finals!

On the No. 7 high platform, there is an old man with a frosty face, his waist is slightly bent, his hair is gray, but his eyes are extremely sharp, and several divine lights faintly shine between the opening and closing, which makes people feel that this old man is extraordinary, Wu Lai heard someone introduce him as early as yesterday's banquet, this old man who is not amazing is the head of the Qinghai Desert School, the desert monster Nanhulu, although the name Nanhulu is a little weird, but Nanhulu is recognized as the overlord of western China, and the Ximen family is also developing in the west, I don't dare to compete with the Qinghai Desert faction at all!

The gourd looked at the audience coldly, and said: "The seventh group of players, Jinshamen Meng Bula, against overseas Xianshan Lu Xiaofeng!" ”

When a middle-aged man heard this, he jumped onto the high platform, arched his hand towards the southern gourd, and said respectfully: "Meng Bula, a disciple of Jinshamen, meet the southern senior!" ”

Nan Hulu nodded coldly, and did not speak, and under the stage, a figure floated onto the stage, his posture was extremely elegant, and he was still holding an antique wine glass in his hand, with a slightly drunk look, he nodded slightly towards Nan Hulu and said: "Overseas Xianshan disciple Lu Xiaofeng has seen Nan Zhangmen, Nan Zhangmen, why don't you come to taste some fine wine?" ”

Nan Gouci's face sank like water, and he said with some displeasure: "Lu Xiaofeng, the game is about to start, put down the wine glass!" ”

Lu Xiaofeng grinned, and said in his mouth: "No, no, there is wine today and drunk today, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, how can there be no wine?" After a while, the moon was in the sky, just raise a glass to invite the bright moon, put the wine in the wind, and sing to the moon! ”

Wu Lai listened to Lu Xiaofeng stringing a series of poems together in a mess, and couldn't help laughing, but he had a little good impression of this Lu Xiaofeng in his heart, and felt that this person was a lover!

This gourd seemed to know Lu Xiaofeng's laziness, so he had to shake his head with a wry smile and said, "That's it, since that's the case, let's start the game!" ”

Nan Hulu said, but his figure flew up, suspended in mid-air, and then with a finger of his hand, a spiritual power hit the corner of the high platform, and on the high platform, a formation was suddenly stimulated, and a green light shrouded the platform!

"This light mask can withstand the full force of the master of the early realm of the Yuan Infant Stage, the two of you can do your best, pay attention, if one party proposes to strike the war, the other party must stop, and must not chase and kill, otherwise, severe punishment will not be granted!" Nan Hulu said, but he sat up in the air, obviously, to supervise in the air!

On the stage, Meng Bula, who was from Jinshamen, said to Lu Xiaofeng with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the semi-finals, I was in a group with the senior disciples of overseas Xianshan, but since I came, I always have to fight, Lu Xiaofeng, take over!" ”

That Meng Bula knew that his strength was inferior to the other party, but he was unwilling to admit defeat, as soon as the words fell, he took the lead, raised his hands, and countless golden lights flew in the sky, towards Lu Xiaofeng!

It is said that this golden sand is obtained at the bottom of the river, and it is refined by the secret method of Jinshamen, which contains highly poisonous, and the cultivators of the Dan period are hit, and it is inevitable that they will die!" Seeing this, the person next to Wu Lai muttered, and the words fell into Wu Lai's ears word for word!

That Lu Xiaofeng staggered, walking on the platform crookedly, and he didn't forget to chant poetry in his mouth: "How can I solve my worries, only Du Kang, I will ask Qingtian today, how can the heavenly way be ethereal?" Wow, there is a lot of gold, enough for me Lu Xiaofeng to make a lot of gourd wine! ”

Although Lu Xiaofeng's mouth was full of gibberish and his footsteps were messy, although the golden light in the sky was circling and dancing endlessly, there was not a single bit of golden light that could touch Lu Xiaofeng's body!

Wu Lai couldn't help nodding secretly, this Lu Xiaofeng's use is clearly an incomparably mysterious body method, the body method is mysterious, it is not under his own glow flow technique, and he is very vigilant in his heart, this Lu Xiaofeng is so powerful, how can Zhuo Yihang, who is as famous as this Lu Xiaofeng, be weak?

For a long time, Lu Xiaofeng was chanting poetry and drinking at the same time, but the wine in the wine glass was dripping, which made the whole arena smell of wine, Wu Lai couldn't help but shake his head for a while, Nima, no wonder this product is always holding this wine glass, I'm afraid that this wine glass is also a treasure for storage, not to mention that Lu Xiaofeng drank it for a while, just spilled outside, I'm afraid there are several catties, it's really a waste!

Lu Xiaofeng has always been staggering, but the whole person is calm and relaxed, and the attacking Meng Bula, who is manipulating the golden sands in the sky, is already out of breath and a little overwhelmed!

Meng Bula is not a fool, seeing this situation, he doesn't know that he is definitely not Lu Xiaofeng's opponent, that guy is holding a wine glass and drinking while teasing himself!

"That's it, I'm no match for you!" Meng Bula let out a long sigh, and with a wave of his hand, the golden light in the sky turned into a line and fell towards Meng Bula's cuffs!

"Leave a piece of gold for me to drink!" Lu Xiaofeng flew up diagonally, his right hand stretched out, suddenly stretched out his two fingers, and clamped towards the tail end of the golden thread, and then turned over, and had already fallen back on the platform, but he was already holding a golden golden sand in his hand, and then his hand shook slightly, and the golden sand had been taken back!

"Lingxi pointed at it, it was really powerful, and he dared to take the golden sand empty-handed!" The man next to Wu Lai exclaimed again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Meng Bula saw that his golden sand was taken away by Lu Xiaofeng, but he didn't dare to ask for it, so he arched his hand towards Lu Xiaofeng, and without saying much, he directly stepped down and admitted defeat!

Standing on the platform, looking at Lu Xiaofeng, who was already leaning on the side of the high platform and half-drunk, he shook his head and announced to the audience: "In the seventh group of the semi-finals, Lu Xiaofeng of the overseas immortal mountain won and entered the top 50!" ”

When Lu Xiaofeng heard this, his body suddenly rolled down from the high platform, fell into the dust, and lay flat on the ground, but the wine glass was raised high, the mouth of the glass was slightly tilted, and a wisp of wine turned into a crystal thin line and poured down, just falling into Lu Xiaofeng's wide open mouth!

"Ahem, this thing is an alcoholic!" Wu Lai was thinking about it, but the voice of Nanhu came from the stage: "The second game of the No. 7 high platform will start soon, and the seventeenth group of players, Wu Lai, a disciple of Zixiaguan, will play against Dongfang Buliang, a disciple of the Dongfang family!" ”

Wu Lai restrained his thoughts, his body was longitudinal, he had already gone up to the high platform, arched his hand towards the southern gourd, and said: "Wu Lai, a disciple of Zixiaguan, greets the senior of the south!" ”

"Hmm!" The gourd snorted and nodded slightly!

Wu Lai knew that Nan Hulu had such a character, but he didn't think it was wrong, and stood aside in a proper manner!

On the other side of the high platform, a white figure floated up, but it was a white-clothed man holding a folding fan!

Wu Lai saw it, but he immediately laughed, this orient is not bright, it is too strange!

I saw that this Dongfang Buliang boy was dressed in white, holding a folding fan, dressed like a merry boy, but his figure was a little more than one and a half meters, and his complexion was like charcoal.

"Okay, no wonder the east is not bright, where is it not bright? It's just a piece of black, but it's far from being white compared to that little white face! Wu Lai thought secretly.

The east is not bright but triumphantly made a swipe at the gourd, and then suddenly opened the folding fan, and folded it back after two fans, although it was only opened for a while, Wu Lai still saw clearly, and Nima wrote four words on the surface of the fan: "Graceful!" ”