In the half-pillar incense, the seven masters were defeated, and five were defeated.

In the ring, only Yin Wushuang and Jun Shangxie were left.

The audience stopped shouting, stopped cheering, and their hearts were like stagnant water.

Several immortals in the referee's seat had the foresight to start leaving.

Is it necessary to watch the next games?

No!

Very unnecessary!

I saw that in the ring, Jun Shangxi's face was proud, and he took the queen's hand and walked to the edge of the ring.

He stood on the edge with his back to the audience, grabbed the queen's small hand and pressed it to his chest, and then fell backwards and fell into the ring:

"Ahh The lady is so powerful, harmful! ”

A certain man covered his heart, and after falling out of the ring, he took a few steps back, almost making Yin Wushuang think that he had just released the Divine Palm.

[......] Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring, Suzaku squirmed his lips with difficulty: [To be honest, this kind of acting may be hammered to death by the director. 】

[Don't say it, I want to hammer him to death now.] Mo Baobao suddenly felt a little distressed about his master's face.

The owner's face, which was still incomparably glorious before, was lost by the king's evil.

At this point, in the huge ring, only Yin Wushuang was left.

Many years later, there are still legends about this "shocking war" in the Xiuzhen world, and everyone knows that it is very difficult for Empress Yin Wushuang to win this competition.

She walked a total of nine steps, blinked one hundred and fifty times, breathed two hundred and six times, and twitched the corners of her mouth three times, so hard to win the throne of the first of the seven masters of the cultivation realm.

Of course, that's all for later.

No matter what future generations say, the current Yin Wushuang just wants to beat the evil hammer of the king.

On the referee's seat, the Heaven-shaking Immortal's popularity trembled, and he took several deep breaths before he twisted his face and stood up: "The final match of the seven masters, the winner, Yin Wushuang!" ”

When the sound settled, no one cheered.

The cool breeze blows, a dead leaf slowly falls, and a sense of gloom arises spontaneously.

Yin Wushuang stood on the stage, staring at the dead leaves at his feet, silent.

"Wushuang." Jun Yingdi stood on the edge of the ring and shouted softly.

Yin Wushuang turned his head, and saw the messy man who spoiled her standing under the stage with his arms outstretched, his thin lips raised: "Come to my arms." ”

He has no interest in the Seven Masters at all.

He came to clear all obstacles for Yin Wushuang.

It was a waste of time to fight with Yuxu, and the sect leader of Hetong was afraid that it would be too heavy.

Yin Wushuang couldn't fight against the two half-immortals at the peak of the Mahayana period, so let him make a move.

Anyway, it's over early to go home early.

Looking at this guy's eyes, Yin Wushuang somehow suddenly became happy in his heart.

The way the king spoiled her was really a bit excessive.

Although she was a little speechless, she liked the reason why he was excessive.

She walked towards the edge of the ring, and just as she was about to walk into the arms of the king, a powerful spiritual attack tore through the space and crashed into it.

Yin Wushuang and Jun Shangxie's faces changed, and they all retreated, and the ring in the middle had been split into two.

Not only was the ring split in two, but even an immortal in the referee's seat above the ring was split in two, and his death was tragic.

"Who's coming?" The heaven-shaking immortal slapped the table and stood up, his face as if he was facing a great enemy.

As the strongest fake immortal, he knew that the cultivation of the spiritual power just now was above him.

The master of spiritual power is a true immortal!

Immortals in the truest sense of the word!

The smell of blood filled the air, and after a rough laugh, someone came out of the torn spatial crack.

He was tall and mighty, wearing a black python robe, a Chinese face, and a giant sword behind his back.

"Gumon."

Seeing the comer, Yin Wushuang's pupils shrank and he read out the person's name.

Gu Meng, the first general under the command of Emperor Bai Jinghong of the Qiankun Continent.