Bai Zepeng drew his sword and looked at the eight people, and then at Bai Zehao, he was excited by the expressions around him. He was helpless. Now he finally knows what his ancestors thought.

From beginning to end, this marital rivalry was a conspiracy. Whether it is a saint or a daughter, a saint or a son, or another monk from Liu Xiong, they are all fragments of this conspiracy. In the end, in any case, the only profit will be the Shura sword faction.

The Shurajian faction's ambition to unify the southern wastelands has remained unquenched since the day it was founded, but it has been tolerated as the situation has changed. Now with the advent of the saint, it is burning again.

Bai Zehao is definitely the only person who can command the Shula Sword Sect in the future, and there is no more suitable person than him. The ancestors knew this very well, but Bai Zehao was excellent in all aspects, but he had a fatal weakness, and this weakness was Bai Pingping, the daughter of the saint.

Since ancient times, heroes have been grief-stricken beauties. Even if they were as strong as Bai Zehao, they would not be able to escape. The reason why the ancestor wanted to engage in such a competition to recruit relatives was to see how crazy Bai Zehao would be against Bai Huanting. Now it seems that the effect is surprisingly good.

Now it has been confirmed that the next step is to prepare for the future unification of the Southern Wasteland. The so-called preparation is to kill all four of them.

I don't know what the reason is, it seems that the old ancestor is more optimistic, thinking that the Nirvana Alliance will not go to the city, and the Night 13 Alliance and the Meteorite Holy Pavilion will be better. Perhaps it was because the three heroes gave the ancestors a favor that they couldn't refuse, causing the ancestors to temporarily change the rules and support their alliance.

Under such rules, as long as Bai Zehao and his Bai Zepeng did not interfere with either side, it was only a matter of time before Taishi expected the defeat of the four of them. After all, after several rounds of competition, although their top ten strength has not yet been fully displayed, there is one thing that Bai Zepeng sees clearly.

It's a shift in the forces of positivity. Although the results of the Taishi King are weak, they will never lag behind. But in terms of the coordination of the melee, the four people of Taishi Wang may not be the opponents of Wu Yi, Yin Yu, Luo Jue, and Xiao Lei. Especially Xiao Lei, who has been silent for a long time, he is one of the most outstanding heroes, but his low profile makes Bai Zepeng feel very uncomfortable. Until now, he has not seen the depth of each other.

On the other hand, in order to ensure that no one can win, at this time when they wanted to come, Bai Zeqi had already sent Bai Zehao to help no one. In this way, Taishi must hope for his own failure.

In this case, even if Taishi Jiang and the other army commanders were willing to withdraw, they could only let Taishi Wang fight hard in front of the overall situation.

"Ahh Ancestor, the saint is your puppet, Lian Hao and me?" Bai Zepeng sighed and said.

As for who knows Bai Zehao best, it must be Bai Zepeng. There's nothing he can do about it. It is useless to threaten Bai Huanting. Bai Huanting is Bai Zehao's weakness, but it doesn't matter if she gives up her dignity. Bai Zepeng is very clear about this. Bai Zepeng believes that his ancestors knew this very well.

With the role of Bai Zehao, even Bai Zepeng can deal with the melee between ten people. It's not a stupid question, but Bai Zehao's arrogant personality makes it impossible for him to unite with anyone. As a result, it is likely that Bai Zehao will have to face eight people at the same time. So even if it was better than Bai Zehao, how could it be intact under the siege of eight people.

"Sacrificing Bai Zehao's position to give up his son's position to Nirvana Five Elements City, the Thirteen Alliances or the Nangong Family at night seems to be sincere ancestors and tripartite cooperation. Bai Zepeng said.

He was the only bystander of the same level as Wu Jun, and he had a thorough understanding of the matter. However, even if he could see clearly, Bai Zepeng did not change the ability of these ten people to fight, and the result seemed to have been arranged by his ancestors, and there was no room for reversal.

This time, for the sake of the conspiracy of the Shula Sword Sect, Nirvana Wuxing City, the Night Thirteen Alliance, the Meteorite Palace, and the Nangong Family, everyone else was lured into an irreparable whirlpool.

"Taishi Jiang, let's give up. "The Shura Sword Sect is obviously the same as the other three heroes. It's not worth the four of them sacrificing in vain......" The news reached Tai Shijiang's ears. He didn't look back at it. He knew that it was Duanmai Shengfeng's Supreme Elder Duansen who spoke.

However, this transmission.

There was no expression in Bai Huanting's deep eyes. The roar around her was like thunder thousands of miles away. It came from afar, but there was no sound.

No matter how exciting and incredible the battles in the arena were, she still had no interest. Perhaps only the strong wind, which still slowly blew through the spiritual barrier, could make her feel that she was sitting on a platform and not in a palace.

Bai Zehao is a veritable pseudo-reverent. At the beginning of the melee, he didn't even stir up his spirits, so he killed directly. No matter which side his opponent is, as long as he is in front of him, there is no one in his spirit sword who cannot face him directly.

Except for the fact that the other two camps did not attack, whether they were hostile, Bai Zehao or Bai Zepeng, they could also hurt the killer. In this top-ten melee, no one summoned the spirit of martial arts, only the purest martial arts and the contest of soul power.

Even Bai Zehao, who was excited, understood in his heart that such a ten-person melee was not the same as tens of thousands of people competing for the preliminaries. Before the siege, he could be happy and fearless even with hundreds or thousands of people, but now if the other nine were combined, they would definitely be stronger than thousands of troops.

Ten days later, the preliminary round will be the final of the ten-man melee, which is likely to last much longer. It seems to be able to improve combat ability, but it is also easier to consume soul power. This is not a wise move. The competition between experts is only for a split second, but before that, we need to slowly build up the advantage.

Bai Zehao looks like a god of war. No matter whose eyes he appeared in, he could only marvel. But in Bai Huanting's eyes, he is just a fleeting shadow.

She knows Bai Zehao's love for her, but if she loves a little friendless person in her life, she can't love others anymore. No matter how talented and cultivated Bai Zehao is, it has nothing to do with her.

The atmosphere of intrigue and conspiracy surrounding her, as well as the strong atmosphere of conspiracy, made Bai Huanting feel a little breathless. She didn't know what was going on. If Bai Zepeng guessed, she was an eyewitness from beginning to end.

When I returned to the nearly 100-year-old Bai Ze family, I thought I would be able to meet my parents, but I didn't expect that she hadn't even seen her parents. Her so-called saint was just a puppet that her ancestors used to control the Shura Sword Sect.

There is no place she likes, even the beautiful scenery, even the birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, which can make her feel restrained and uncomfortable. She really wanted to escape from here, return to that little place of Fan Ze, and live a free life with the Xiao brothers, which was her life's pursuit.

But she knew that she would never be able to go back to that little place of Fan Ze again, and she would never see Xiao Xiao again. At the end of the tournament held in her name, she will marry one of the ten contestants in the challenge arena. Although these ten people are all talented in the Southern Wilderness, the elite of the elite, no one can replace Xiao Ling's spirit of the little little brother, his smile, cheap expression, Gu Ling's strange thoughts, and his perseverance is not those who can challenge himself in the arena.

She really wanted to end her life. It was just a necklace around her neck, but there was no way she could kill herself. Perhaps only after she was sucked into the Yuan Yin of her body and gave birth to the next generation of saints could she end her miserable life.

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