Seeing the results of the lottery, the faces of the people of the Wanyun Sect became depressed, if other forces were drawn, they might still let them go, but the Xuanyin Sect would definitely make the Wanyun Sect lose in this round.

The white ghost smiled slightly when he saw the result of the lottery, and said to Wang Rantian behind him: "You go up and directly cut off their thoughts." ”

Wang Rantian nodded, a smug look on his face, this time he wanted to give Wanyun Sect a taste of despair.

"Phew. ”

Wang Rantian jumped suddenly, jumped onto the ring, arched his hand at the three alliance elders on the upper rank, and looked in the direction of Wanyun Sect.

"Tut-tut, it seems that it is a sure thing that Wanyun Sect will be kicked out this time. The white ghost was directly sent to Wang Rantian, and he didn't want to give Wanyun Sect a chance. ”

Shi Zhong leaned back in his chair, and there was a hint of ridicule in his small eyes, and he was also a little unhappy about the fact that Wanyun Sect had not handed over the earth-level exercises to the alliance before.

A woman beside Shi Chong looked in the direction of Wanyun Sect, and there was a hint of helplessness in her beautiful eyes. Before, in the alliance, Lan Ruobing hoped that she could give Wanyun Sect some convenience in the sect competition, but the draw was drawn by themselves, so it was no wonder that she couldn't help.

"The luck is so bad, what kind of lottery is this?"

Some people began to mumble behind their backs, making others resentful.

"The white ghost let Wang Rantian play, but he didn't give us a chance. ”

Qing Lao also sighed helplessly, he was a junior who followed Wanyun Ancestor at the beginning, and after becoming famous, he stayed in Wanyun Sect in order to repay Wanyun Ancestor.

"It seems that it can only be the destiny of Nangong. ”

Mo Xian was also embarrassed, the previous few dangerous duels allowed Nangong Tianming to play, Nangong Wu was already yin and yang, if Nangong Tianming was allowed to play again this time, Nangong Wu was afraid that he would show his true face.

Nangong Wu sat calmly on the lower left side of Mo Xian, as if he didn't care about the life and death of this Wanyun Sect at all. From time to time, he looked at Mo Xian, waiting for him to speak.

"If Wanyun Sect doesn't play again, it will be handled according to abstention. ”

Elder Mu had already waited a little longer, and if he continued to wait, he would be found to be deliberately partial.

"Nangong Wu, this time I can only let the Mandate of Heaven play. ”

Qing Lao looked at Nangong Wu and said, time waits for no one, if it continues like this, Wanyun Sect will lose.

"As a disciple of the Wanyun Sect, the Mandate of Heaven naturally can't shirk it, but the Mandate of Heaven has paid so much for the sect, I hope that the sect can reward and punish clearly, so that the Mandate of Heaven will become the next heir of the sect master. ”

Seeing this, as soon as Nangong Wu's words came out, the people around him also fell silent, and the atmosphere was solemn to the extreme.

"Nangong Wu, are you sure you want to talk to me about this now?"

Mo Xian suppressed his anger and looked at Nangong Wu.

"The Wanyun Sect has reached this time, does the sect master still have to bargain with me?"

Nangong Wu had a chuckle on his face, and his eyes looked at Mo Xian calmly. And Nangong Tianfang, who was standing on the side, did not have the slightest intention of wanting to make a move.

Looking at the two of them, Mo Xian and Qing Lao's faces instantly turned cold to the extreme. At this moment of life and death, they actually wanted to take charge of the Wanyun Sect.

"Sect Master, why don't you let me try. ”

A cold voice came out, and Mo Xian and Qing Lao both looked over.

"Xin'er, now is not the time for you to mess around. ”

Qing Lao's face changed, Zuo Naixin had indeed advanced to the Soul Condensation Realm during this time, but it might be a little worse than Nangong Heavenly Destiny.

"I just did what a sect disciple should do. ”

Zuo Naixin's voice was not loud, but it was like throwing a stone into the calm lake, which made the surroundings stunned.

"Good, good. ”

Mo Xian's tone was very excited, and the chairs under him were slightly cracked.

"Go, Wanyun Sect lives and dies with you today. ”

Nangong Wu's face sank when he heard this, he didn't expect Mo Xian to really dare to agree to let Zuo Naixin compete.

"Sect Master, my disciples, will definitely protect the sect. ”

After speaking, Zuo Naixin glanced at Nangong Heavenly Destiny, and there was an unconcealable disgust in her beautiful eyes.

"Hmph, what's the use, when the time comes, when the time comes, when the Wanyun Sect is kicked out of the sect alliance, you know that you should beg me today. ”

Nangong Tianming's expression was calm, and he said secretly in his heart. He didn't notice that the surrounding disciples and elders had changed their gaze when they looked at him.

"Tut-tut, has the Wanyun Sect been reduced to the point where it needs a woman to come forward?"

Wang Rantian thought that the opponent must be the killer of Wanyun Sect, but he didn't expect that Zuo Naixin was actually sent to fight against him, which made him a little disappointed.

"What about Qi Wandao of your Wanyun Sect, in the secret realm, he is not a bad seed who does not dare to show his face now. ”

That day, he was defeated by Qi Wandao in the secret realm, and he was always very unconvinced, and wanted to avenge his revenge in the sect.

"Hmph, you don't deserve to let Senior Brother Qi do it. ”

As soon as the words fell, two extremely cold water spiritual powers rushed towards Wang Rantian, and frost condensed on the ground around him.

"I want to see how long Qi Wandao wants to hide!"

The scorching flames instantly diffused out, blocking in front of him, and burned towards Zuo Naixin.

"You're not at all..."

Before Wang Rantian finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, and the two icicles actually pierced the flames and stabbed him fiercely in the chest.

Wang Rantian's hands were covered with a layer of flames, and he grabbed at the two icicles, and the frost spread to his palms and melted.

"It turns out that you are even more powerful than that kid of Nangong Heavenly Destiny, no wonder you let you play this time. ”

The people present were also slightly stunned when they heard Wang Rantian's words, they had always thought that Nangong Heavenly Destiny was the most outstanding disciple of Wanyun Sect, but when they saw Zuo Naixin today, they knew that this was not the case.

Nangong father and son's faces changed, Zuo Naixin's strength was so strong, if he won Wang Rantian, Nangong Heavenly Destiny would be worthless.

And Mo Xian and the others were overjoyed, and finally someone was able to support the Wanyun Sect.

"Bang. ”

A scorching flame exploded in the ring, and Wang Rantian, who was scorching all over, had a hideous smile on his face.

"This was supposed to be my last stunt, and you're proud to lose to me today. ”

One after another fire spiritual power condensed around Wang Rantian, appearing in the shape of hundreds of flame guns, making the eyes of everyone present stare at each other.

"Xin'er, I can't take this trick. ”

Qing Lao felt the fire spiritual power contained in those muskets, and his heart was also extremely nervous.

The hearts of Mo Xian and the others of the Wanyun Sect all seemed to jump out of their chests, and Wang Rantian's attack condensed all the spiritual power, and the power should not be underestimated.

"Hehe, Wanyun Sect get out!"

"Xuan-level low-grade martial arts, musket break!"

Wang Rantian's face was extremely hideous, and his white teeth were glowing with cold.

"Thousands of waves, waterfall!"