"Hehe, sure enough, Qing'er is slightly better and conceded."

Venerable Lei smiled and bowed his hand to the Sword Venerable.

"Hmph, it's just that Feng Qing'er's fighting spirit cultivation overwhelms Tang Ying, and it's not too late to win or lose when I raise Tang Ying's fighting spirit cultivation."

The Sword Venerable didn't have a good aura.

The Thunder Venerable happily didn't bother with the Sword Venerable, anyway, they won the Wind Thunder Pavilion in this game, so let them go.

"Whew!"

An azure sword carried a young man in a black robe, and a figure jumped down from it.

"Teacher, I lost."

Tang Ying's body was straight.

"It's okay, it's good to win it back next time, come back."

The Sword Venerable waved his hand proudly.

"Yes, Teacher."

Tang Ying silently returned to the back of the Sword Venerable, and began to close his eyes and regain his fighting spirit.

"Whew!"

A bottle of elixir shot at Tang Ying quickly, and Tang Ying subconsciously opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to catch it.

"Huh?"

Tang Ying looked at Xiao Yan suspiciously.

"This is the Wupin Pill Medicinal Qi Cultivation Pill, which can speed up the recovery of the fighting spirit of the powerhouses of the Douhuang Realm and the Douzong Realm, and I will send it to you."

Xiao Yan said with a pout.

"Thank you."

Tang Ying bowed slightly.

"Senior brother, it's the first time I've seen someone who loses so calmly and so easily."

Mu Qingluan retracted his gaze and sighed.

"This is called having a number of your own strength in your heart, but I don't know if you have it."

Xiao Yan glanced at Mu Qingluan and said with a smile.

"Of course I have."

Mu Qingluan's beautiful eyes widened and Qu said.

"Feng Qing'er vs. Tang Ying, Feng Qing'er wins. In the next game, Mu Qingluan vs. Wang Chen, please enter the venue. ”

Venerable Lei stood up and announced loudly.

"Well, it's you, come on, junior sister, don't lose to Wang Chen."

Xiao Yan gestured.

"Of course I will."

Mu Qingluan flew out like a proud phoenix with his head held high.

"Whew! Shout! ”

Two figures, one green and one yellow, vibrated and the wings of vindictiveness came to the field.

"Xiao Yan, who do you say will win, Qingluan and Wang Chen?"

Venerable Wind turned his head and looked at Xiao Yandao with interest.

"Senior sister has already started the Tianluan bloodline in the Tianshan Blood Pool for two months, although it has not been fully opened, but it is still more than enough to deal with a Wang Chen."

Xiao Yan smiled.

"Huh? It turns out that Qingluan has already opened the bloodline of Tianluan, and this girl has never told me. ”

Venerable Wind was slightly stunned and laughed.

"Don't look at Feng Qing'er, that little girl who opened the bloodline of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix, I also feel that Qingluan is also very easy for her to open the bloodline in her body. You must know that the existence of Tianluan, Tianfeng, Tiansnake, and Taixu Ancient Dragon are all ancient clans that gave birth to Doudi powerhouses in ancient times. ”

"The Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan is only a second-level existence inherited from the Tianfeng bloodline, and the bloodline in Qingluan's body is the Tianluan bloodline, and the purity of the bloodlines of the two is not the same. Therefore, Qingluan was able to open the Tianluan bloodline, which showed that her talent was much better than Feng Qing'er. ”

Seeing that Xiao Yanhun didn't care, Venerable Feng immediately opened his mouth to explain.

"I see, I didn't expect Qingluan's bloodline to be much more ancient and noble than Feng Qing'er."

Xiao Yan said suddenly.

"The strong people of the Douqi Continent are respected, even the oldest bloodline has to be stronger than others, otherwise what awaits them is the death of the race. Well, let's watch the game with peace of mind. ”

Venerable Wind waved his hand.

Because of the battle between Feng Qing'er and Tang Ying just now, this silver square was already in tatters.

Mu Qingluan and Wang Chen were far away from each other, constantly using their momentum to sense and oppress each other.

"Poof, Wang Chen, I suddenly remembered something. Just now, Feng Qing'er called Senior Brother Tang Ying, come, you can also call me Senior Sister to listen. ”

Mu Qingluan, who had a tense face, suddenly smiled and said with a smile, and the solemn atmosphere on the field was instantly broken.

"Ahem, we have our own opinions, this one is not counted."

At this time, Wang Chen could no longer maintain his face, and explained with a flushed face.

"What do you mean by each other, the seniority between a few senior brothers and sisters in our Sifang Pavilion can't be messed up. Come, call Senior Sister, Senior Brother Wang Chen. ”

Bite! The off-line girl Mu Qingluan is officially online!

"You're insane, this is a game, can you be serious?!!"

Wang Chen said angrily.

"Ahem, Qingluan, don't mess around, play seriously, and come back as soon as you finish solving the opponent."

At this time, even Venerable Feng couldn't look at it, and hurriedly coughed and urged.

"Yes, Teacher."

Mu Qingluan replied aggrievedly.

Wang Chen: "I??? ”

"MMP, the two speeches of this master and apprentice are more annoying than the other, what is "come back quickly after solving the opponent"? If I hadn't been able to beat you Wind Venerable, I would have wanted to fight you a long time ago!! ”

There are 10,000 villains rushing in Wang Chen's heart.

"Mu Qingluan, are you still comparable? If you don't compare to me, you can go away, who are you scaring about? ”

Wang Chen took out a pair of slender black daggers and urged impatiently.

"Bibibi."

Mu Qingluan frowned his little face and gently took out a slender long sword.

"Boom!"

The sky-high black Dou Qi pillar burst out from Wang Chen's body suddenly, and this Wang Chen's Dou Qi attribute was actually a rare dark attribute.

"Then you're welcome!"

After Wang Chen sneered, with a slight touch of his toes, the whole person rushed towards Mu Qingluan with a strange pace like a poisonous snake.

In just the blink of an eye, Wang Chen's figure had already stepped in front of Mu Qingluan.

"Whew!"

A pair of slender daggers glowing with a ghostly light were sent to Mu Qingluan's snow-white slender neck at a tricky angle by Wang Chen.

"Jiji, Mu Qingluan, my Wang Chen has won this game."

Wang Chen smiled fiercely.

"Zheng!"

There was a sound of a long sword unsheathed, and a sword light slashed, Wang Chen only felt a cold neck, and then there was no more.

"Hey, Senior Brother Wang Chen, wake up, you've already lost."

Mu Qingluan said with a smile.

At this time, Mu Qingluan was holding a long sword on Wang Chen's neck, while Wang Chen was stiff in place, and a pair of dark daggers still maintained the movement of sending forward, which was very funny.

A little, just a little bit, Wang Chen's dagger can reach Mu Qingluan, but this step is the heavenly moat.

Wang Chen looked at the long sword around his neck with a bewildered expression.

How the hell is this different from what he said, didn't his teacher, Venerable Huang Quan, tell him personally that Mu Qingluan's strength was the weakest among the four disciples of the Sifang Pavilion.

Teacher, you dare to lie to me!

Wang Chen, who felt that he had been deceived, instantly became angry in his heart, and evil was born in his guts, he was strangely angry, he planned to retaliate, he planned to ... Take revenge on Mu Qingluan!!

"Damn, Mu Qingluan, don't underestimate me, it's not over yet!!"

Wang Chen's waist suddenly bent to the left in a strange arc, and his head moved from the long sword in an instant.

"Bone Erosion Circle Dagger Dance!"

A low shout sounded, and he, Wang Chen, bravely charged at Mu Qingluan again!