Suqian Heng stood with his hands in his hands, and a person walked out of the immortal gate, who seemed to be the younger among them.

He leaned over slightly towards Luo Xiaojie and arched his hand, "Master Luo, if there is any accident in a while, please forgive Master Luo, after all, there will always be some accidental injuries due to the competition." ”

Luo Xiaojie nodded, his gaze becoming deeper and deeper.

Suqian Heng's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't speak.

Seeing the man walk up to him and smile faintly at him, he immediately returned the salute.

It's just that this laugh is a little true and a little fake, probably only the two of them know.

"Friend of the Dead, please!"

"Please!"

The two of them met in an instant, that person was a fire-based heavenly spirit root, and there were clusters of flames on the sword.

His body was as fast as lightning, and the tongue of fire on the sword was like a fierce beast showing its hideous fangs, biting towards Su Qianheng.

"Heh, Su Daoyou, this is a new move that I have recently researched, a combination of swordsmanship and fire spells, and I would like to ask Su Daoyou for some advice!"

Even though the man said this, there was not the slightest hint of sincerity in his tone.

On the contrary, it is full of mockery!

Suqian Heng's face did not change, and his hands were raised.

Several ice cubes suddenly appeared in the sky, aimed at the man, and shot at him like a rain of swords.

The man subconsciously used a fire-based spell to block it, but as soon as the flames touched the ice cube, it directly melted the ice cube into water.

Instead, it extinguished the flames!

The man's gaze was instantaneous, a Five Elements Waste Spirit Root was just a Five Elements Waste Spirit Root, he was the best Fire Heavenly Spirit Root, and his cultivation speed was not known how many times faster than Su Qianheng.

is still a personal disciple of the head of a faction, no matter what, he can't lose to a Five Elements Waste Spirit Root!

Thinking like this, he simply exerted all his strength.

There is no longer any performance of competition, step by step, sweeping towards Suqian Heng.

When the elders of the Pure Yang Palace who came in a hurry saw this scene, they wanted to step forward to stop it, but they were stopped by Jun Tiance.

"Emperor, ...... are you?"

Jun Tiance shook his head, raised his eyes to look at Su Qianheng, who was in the spotlight, and the corners of his lips hooked an almost imperceptible arc.

The elders looked confused, what does the emperor mean by this, Su Qianheng is just a five-element waste spirit root, even if he is taught by the emperor and his wife for a few days, he will not be able to beat the other party!

This is the crushing and advantage of the spiritual root, no matter how hard you work in the later stage, it is useless.

This can be seen from the various failure cases of the past few thousand years!

"Give up quickly, what do you do, your life matters!"

"That's right, a manly man, some anger just has to be bearable, sometimes you just have to bow your head, and you won't die if you lose your dignity. If you resist hard, you will really lose your life! ”

The monks of the various immortal sects looked at Su Qianheng's stubborn resistance, and the person who "sparred" with him already had a smile on his face, and it was clear that he was already winning, and he was only about to give Su Qianheng a fatal blow.

They shook their heads one after another and whispered in a low voice, Luo Qianxue heard these voices, and a cold smile crossed the corner of her lips.

Everyone felt that Suqian Heng would lose.

Should he lose that ridiculous self-esteem?

Good, good.

"Poof!"

The man who "sparred" with Suqian Heng suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground!

"No, I won't lose, you cheat, you will cheat!"

The man clutched his chest, his face pale.

When everyone saw this scene, they were shocked-

"What happened?"

"No, it must be an illusion!"

"Brother Sheng is a fire-based Heavenly Spirit Root, how could he lose to a Five Elements Waste Spirit Root?!"

Only the eldest monk touched his beard and sighed, "I see. ”