After a long time, the Northern Immortal Monarch came to the stage and said, "Let me compare with Murong Yue first!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at the Northern Immortal Monarch in surprise.

"Xuanyuan, is Mu Xinghe crazy, how could he ask to compare with Yueyue first?" Le Yan looked at the Northern Immortal Monarch on the stage in shock.

"Brother Mingxu, why is this?" Lin Jiunian also looked at the Northern Immortal Monarch with great puzzlement.

Murong Yue had just finished the competition with Wu Duofeng, and what he needed was a good rest, why did Mu Xinghe ask for this?

And aren't he and Murong Yue still Taoist couples?

"Let's see. Jian Mingxu frowned slightly and looked at the ring.

Wu Duofeng looked at Murong Yue and said in a weird manner, "Murong Beauty, you are not a good couple!

Murong Yue was slightly flustered, then walked up to the stage and said, "I won't show mercy to my subordinates!"

After a start, Murong Yue took the lead, and the sword went straight to the evil face gate of the Northern Immortal Monarch.

"Yue'er, this face is what you want to see in the future, but you have to be merciful!"

"Reasonable!" Murong Yue nodded, and the long sword struck in front of the Northern Immortal Monarch.

The two of you come and go, it doesn't seem to be a competition, it's more like a joke.

"If Murong Yue wins against Mu Xinghe, he will be the first, and then Mu Xinghe and Wu Duofeng will decide the second and third. Jian Mingxu looked at Lin Jiunian on the side and said.

As for why he didn't watch the ring, "Who is idle to watch the two of them sprinkle dog food!" Xuanyuan Zeyu said angrily.

"Oh, I understand, Mu Xinghe is trying to squeeze Wu Duofeng to the third. Lin Jiu thought clearly.

"Yes!" Jian Mingxu nodded approvingly.

At this moment, the Northern Immortal Monarch in the ring said: "I admit defeat!"

Murong Yue frowned and looked at the Northern Immortal Monarch, and the recorder also looked at the Northern Immortal Monarch with a blank expression, isn't it good that you two don't play?

Although it is very popular to eat dog food, why suddenly admit defeat?

"I'm afraid of guilt, if Yue'er doesn't let me eat, it will be miserable!" said with a wicked laugh.

Don't hesitate, it's another handful of dog food!

"Murong Yuesheng!" the recorder announced.

Murong Yue glanced at the Northern Immortal Monarch and walked off the stage.

"Are you going to continue the competition, or are you going to rest?" the recorder asked.

Although he felt that the question was very meaningless, it still had to go through the process.

"Keep trying!"

After Wu Duofeng came to power, he looked at the evil path of the Northern Immortal Monarch, "It's not certain who wins and who loses! Don't be too arrogant!"

"You'll know. The Northern Immortal Monarch looked at Wu Duofeng and said coldly.

"The competition begins!" the recorder stood at the edge of the ring, and after giving the order, he hurriedly jumped out of the ring.

As soon as his mind moved, a long sword appeared in the hands of the Northern Immortal Monarch, suppressing the strength of the fourth stage of Jindan, and attacking with a sword.

Wu Duofeng easily took it, "Is it only at this level?"

The Northern Immortal Monarch was silent, and attacked Wu Duofeng one move at a time, and Wu Duofeng hurriedly took the attack of the Northern Immortal Monarch Evil to the extreme.

This can't be blamed on Wu Duofeng, after all, the Northern Immortal Monarch Evil made too fast moves, and every move was a real attack of the fourth stage of Jindan, which was really costly.

Just when Wu Duofeng took the last move of the Northern Immortal Monarch Evil and thought it was over, and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, the long sword had already pierced in front of his eyes.

Wu Duofeng hurriedly retreated, condensing the spiritual power in his hand in an attempt to fight back.

The evil eyes of the Northern Immortal Monarch were over, and he noticed the movement in Wu Duofeng's hand, the spiritual power of his left hand was condensed, and two fist-sized tigers bit Wu Duofeng's hands.

Beware of the long sword in the hand of the Northern Immortal Monarch, Wu Duofeng didn't notice that the two tigers were biting at his hands.