Xu Haihuang and Zhao Haifeng nodded at the same time, and Xu Haihuang said, "They live in the capital, and our elders are inside. ”

He complained that Qiu had heard the exact answer and all doubts had vanished.

He turned around and looked at the elders in the sacred hall in front of him, and began to think about it again.

Although everyone knew that his father and brother were fine, the current crisis had not yet been linked, and the strength of the conference sent this time far exceeded his expectations. It is impossible for them to rely on the strength of Tianjianmen and law enforcement officers to fight.

If the strength of the two sides is not good enough, maybe why complain that Autumn might exchange ingots for Saint Atu, but at the moment this is unrealistic, and the elders of Saint Atu are also aware of this.

"We are alive, and she can be alive. "He complained about his condition.

"Well, I can assure you that all of you can leave. The Elder of the Divine Sect looked at him coldly in the autumn.

If they let Xu Haihuang go first and let him complain that Qiu Juan was left here alone, Yuan Yinxia, it seemed to be a good choice, but he complained that Qiu Juan was in danger himself.

He complained that these saints could not let go of themselves once he let go of his sanity.

"Strange Qiu, you go with Lao Zhao, I'll stay. Xu Haihuang's voice was conveyed to him.

Although Xu Haihuang's strength ranked first among all of them, he would never be able to survive in the face of so many Templar Elders. Why complain that Mr. Qiu can't let him take risks?

However, the danger seems to have to be borne by one person.

"We can't let each other take advantage of each other. He spoke in a stiff tone. Why don't we swear to God alone? What do you think?"

He complained that Qiu Ziming's sudden opening had changed the faces of the Divine Sect and the others.

It is clear that the elders of many believers have no intention of letting him complain or leave.

Hearing Qiu Ziming's complaint about his suggestion, the Templar Elder didn't change his expression, but he seriously thought about the feasibility of this matter.

Yuan Shen's oath is very powerful for a monk, especially for a high monk, but for those disciples who break the realm of emptiness, there are not many good constraints.

"I don't agree, Elder, you can't let them go!" Suddenly, a Divine Sect elder walked out with an ugly face.

Although the prominent elder status is not as high as that of the elders of the Holy Church, his status in the Holy Church is not low. His words also represent the opinions of many. If not, he would not dare to stand up.

The elders of the Holy Great did not speak, but just watched them complain about something.

He complained that Qiu Xiaoming was a little angry and wanted to fight with the Yuan Dynasty. Then he thought of the previous agreement, so he could only suppress his annoyance.

The shame of my sanctuary is so great that the LORD knows it, and does not allow it. Why complain Qiu, your child caught the daughter of our God, we tolerate, but you want to threaten so many people with one person, it is impossible! He didn't open his mouth to refute, and his confidence grew. He knew what the elders meant.

"What do you think?" he grumbled.

"We send three people, one-on-one, and the two winners decide everything!"

The elder seemed ready to speak immediately, his voice echoing in the air.

If the Holy Assembly loses this game, it is not only decent, but it also has something to do with the Holy Assembly itself. If you win, you will not only save face, but you will also win the game.

"Since there is no objection, it is a decision. He Yanqiu's expression was particularly confident.

Needless to say, he complained that Mr. Qiu's lineup had been decided, including his complaint about Mr. Qiu. Xu Haihuang and Zhao Haifeng, the three of them are naturally the only choice.

Perhaps it was because he was more convinced that the Elders of the Holy Sect had confused his imagination.

"First, let's send somebody first. The holy monk looked back and said, "Master Xuanyu, please speak."

There was a young man, handsome, somewhat like a woman, who fell to the ground at the words of the Templar Elder, and came out.

As he bowed to the elders of the Templar, the beautiful and over-the-top man turned his gaze to the side and complained about autumn.

"Lao Zhao, did you go up or did I go up?" Xu Haihuang looked at Zhao Haifeng and said, with a strange smile on his face.

Although Zhao Haifeng is much older than Xu Haihuang, their strength is about the same, and Zhao Haifeng is a little better than Xu Haihuang.

"I'll do it. Zhao Haifeng opened his mouth slightly.

This believer of the Holy Sect who participated in the war has only taken two steps, and his complaints about Autumn are average, but his strength cannot be compared to him. So this time, whether it was Xu Haihuang or Zhao Haifeng, including the big disciples of the sect realm, they must have thought so.

When Zhao Haifeng came to this disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, this young disciple suddenly made a surprising move.

He was familiar, so he didn't hesitate.

"I gave up. With those three words, the beautiful and fat man turned and left.

Most of them are not big, just give up, which is acceptable, but the results will not change.

The elder of the Holy Sect, like an old monk, sat motionless and said, "The first act has been over for so long, let's move on to the second act, "You can send someone."

When Xu Haihuang heard this, he sneered, and immediately flashed around and said to Zhao Haifeng.

"Lao Zhao, look at me again. ”

I don't know if this was intentional or deliberate. Xu Haihuang didn't seem to complain about his arrival, as long as he could win the game.

He complained that Bin's presence did not exceed the expectations of the Templars. After all, he complained that there were only two strong men on this side.

As for the Divine Sect Great, there was no need for the Divine Sect Elder to name him, and a middle-aged man who looked cold suddenly appeared in front of Xu Haihuang.

At the moment when that person appeared, Xu Haihuang's face suddenly gathered.

What a momentum!, he complained, Qiu frowned, feeling a vague pressure.

The battle of the strongest man in the air, especially the battle of the strongest eight people in the air, can easily hurt bystanders, so these two can only fight at high altitude.

Xu Haihuang's gaze fell on his opponent, and a seemingly unusual sword appeared in his hand.

As a sword repairman, Xu Haihuang has absolute confidence in his own strength, especially since his opponent's losses are the same as his.

"Sword repair? The middle-aged man looked at Xu Haihuang with the cold temperament of holiness and religion and said a word.

Xu Haihuang frowned as his opponent suddenly opened his mouth and said something that made him suspicious.

Everyone knows that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are all Jianxiu. Is there anything strange about this?

Everyone's eyes were on those two people in the sky, and almost everyone thought it was a game to decide the outcome of the game. If Xu Haihuang wins, it means that he hates Qiu Fang to win, and if Xu Haihuang's opponent wins, it means that the Divine Sect side wins. As for why complain about autumn, few people feel why complaining about autumn has a chance to win.

"Brush!"

Xu Haihuang's figure disappeared along with the cold figure. Then, there was a sudden violent collision, and the two figures immediately separated.

He complained that the reason why Qiu's face had accidentally changed was because he felt the extraordinary power and aura of the Templar Elders.

(End of chapter)