Qilinzi put his hands around his chest and glanced at Liu Cheng: "Did Tao Tao admit it?" ”

Liu Cheng paused and smiled slightly, "At least it's better than you, an old bastard who has disappeared for more than ten years." ”

Qilinzi kept a gentle smile: "Younger than you, don't be jealous of me." ”

Liu Cheng ......!!

Table face!

Xiang Yumen heard the laughter of the people around him, and his slightly gloomy face showed a smile, with resentment and murderous intent, "Drive away the corpse, Xiangyumen!" According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, I can challenge the Xuanmen, whether I live or die. If I win, your seat in the Metaphysical Association will belong to me! ”

Fight to the death!

When colleagues in the metaphysical world heard this, they couldn't help frowning.

Few people propose a life-and-death fight, and once they do, they must fight with their lives.

Unless one of the parties dies, it will never stop.

Onlookers continued to watch the show with great interest.

Qi Zhi leaned into Yan Tao's ear slightly, lowered his voice and said, "Door Master, the magic weapon used to drive away corpses is the soul bell, which is originally used to drive away corpses, and can attack people's brains to produce hallucinations. They can also drive corpses, and their means are relatively mysterious in the metaphysical sect, and our Xuanmen rarely deals with him, but we are afraid that we will suffer if we pair up. ”

Young Master Yan narrowed his eyes, the corners of his lips were hooked, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were raised.

Xiangyumen on the opposite side let out a sinister laughter, he has been out of the night all year round, his complexion is pale and pale, and his cheekbones are protruding, and he looks very scary.

"Yellow-haired boy, if you don't have the courage to kneel down for fear of death, you will kowtow to Lao Tzu, maybe I will reluctantly let you go!"

Xiangyumen's words were arrogant, and the Xuanmen disciples who listened couldn't help but clench their fists and couldn't help but glare at him angrily.

"Young Master—"

Young Master Yan raised her hand, her handsome face was cold in the sun, she smiled lightly, her posture was unassuming, "You are not qualified to die in the hands of Young Master Ben." ”

The young man stood tall and tall, and when he said this, his whole body was full of arrogance.

Everyone looked at Xiangyumen, and then at the young man: Well, it's really more pleasing to the eye.

"Come then!"

Xiang Yumen snorted coldly and strode onto the high platform.

The area on the high platform is very large, about the same as a fighting ring.

In fact, when the platform was built, it was thought of the competition.

Xiang Yumen took a string of black wind chimes from his waist.

The wind chimes are strung with red strings, and three small quaint bells hang from above, and the bells are full of words engraved all over the body.

"Let's get started!"

Xiang Yumen showed a cruel and cold look.

If he can step on the throne of the master of the Xuanmen Gate, his reputation for chasing corpses will definitely reach a higher level!

Thinking like this, the blood in Xiangyumen's body seemed to be boiling, and the fighting spirit gradually surged, but the young man on the opposite side walked with long legs and walked directly off the high platform.

"Who said I'm going to fight you?"

The young man turned his eyes to look at Xiangyumen and motioned for Qi Zhi to come down together.

Everyone was confused, what did this Yan Tao want to do?

Did she want the disciples below to fight with Xiangyumen?

When such a thought came to mind, the eyes of the people of various metaphysical sects couldn't help but show contempt: Do you want your disciples to be cannon fodder?

Xiang Yumen's thoughts are the same, his goal today is Yan Tao!

I couldn't let him escape, and I was about to make a provocative speech, when the young man in the audience hooked his lips, stretched out his slender fingers, and snapped his fingers, "Irus, give it to me!" ”

"Yes, young master!"