Ji Fan's figure disappeared in place at some point, and his body quickly came to the competition platform, raised his hand to remove the enchantment, and the surging and violent spiritual power accumulated in his palm, waving towards the heart of the moment.

That's the speed, it's really fast.

The coercion of the high-level spirit saint descended, and it was pressed down heavily, making Linxi's heart feel bored, and the fishy sweet breath surged up to his throat again, but it was once again pressed down by Linxi's toughness.

The momentum of destroying the world enveloped him, his robe hunted and hunted, and he took a deep breath, still standing calmly in place, without any dodging movements, and his eyes were light.

It seems to be a deep water, no matter how heavy and menacing he is, it still can't make the slightest wave.

Lin Xi knew in his heart that Ji Fu's war book was a trap, and Ji Fan did have murderous intentions towards himself at this time, and with his current level of cultivation, he couldn't avoid it at all.

Then there's no need to hide.

Anyway, Ji Fan, he won't be proud for long.

"Presumptuous!"

The voice as cold as broken jade sounded, which was even more shocking than Fang Cai's violent words, causing a burst of echoes in everyone's hearts.

The crisp voice sounded, as if it was broken, and Ji Fan's menacing movements stiffened suddenly, and then, his whole person fell from mid-air, smashing on the ground without any image, and the coercion and spiritual power around him also dissipated.

As if he had suffered some great pain, Ji Fan snorted in pain, and his breath was disordered.

Then, everyone saw that after Ji Fan's figure fell, something also fell, smashed on the ground, made a crisp sound, rolled on the ground a few times, and regained calm.

The cyan is the base, the moon white carving, the workmanship is exquisite, revealing a sense of luxury.

It's a tea cup.

Because it was a good spirit jade, it was not broken.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look not far away, and they saw the woman in the purple skirt calmly withdrawing her hand, taking out a silk handkerchief, and wiping her fingers slowly.

Rao is a calm person, and he can't help but gasp.

A tea cup dispersed Ji Fan's violent spiritual power and palm wind, and even brought the whole person down.

This young palace master, isn't it really a demon?

Most of the people present only knew the reputation and deeds of the palace master of Muxu Palace, but they had not seen her make a move, for such a young superior, even if they heard the elders in the clan repeatedly mention it and praise it, they couldn't help but have a sense of doubt.

However, Fang Cai's blow really scared everyone a lot.

It's really scary.

Even Xi Chong, who was not far away, couldn't help but take a cool breath, and his calm and calm eyes also showed a sense of shock that could not be concealed.

This teacup, although precious, is not a spiritual weapon after all.

He remembered, just now, that he had drunk tea in the same teacup as this one.

Now, the familiar tea cup is still in my hand.

The coercion that erupted from Fang Cai Ji Fan had already exceeded the rumored level of the fifth-order spirit saint.

What kind of profound cultivation is this, so that he can use a small tea cup to scatter Ji Fan's violent spiritual power alive?

There are many talented demon disciples in the clan, and the most outstanding Xi Junxian sat beside the woman, but after the woman made a move, the rest of them lost all their light.

The atmosphere at the scene froze for a moment, Ji Fan endured the severe pain, took out the pill from the space and took it, suppressing the blood surging in his heart.

After a few breaths, Su Yunran stood up, stepped on the void, and walked towards the competition platform, the dark purple skirt swayed slightly, and there seemed to be a faint spiritual power floating on it, and the dark gold embroidery revealed a low-key luxury.

Everyone didn't see how the young palace master moved, they only saw the remnants of the Dao, and in just a short time, the slender figure had already arrived in front of the young palace master.

Looking Lin Xi up and down, Su Yunran bowed slightly, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

"Breathe a little, and leave the rest to this palace."

Nodding his head and answering the "yes", he withdrew his long sword, took out an elixir and took it, and sealed his hands to channel the spiritual power in his body.

Nodding to Jiuting who was following behind him, Su Yunran turned around and faced Ji Fan, who was slowly standing up, with one hand behind him, his eyes were light.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Fan looked at Su Yunran, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he spoke angrily.

"What does the palace master mean by this?"

With a cold snort, Su Yunran met Ji Fan's violent gaze head-on, his eyes were calm, like deep weeds and trees, and he spoke coldly.

"Shouldn't this sentence be asked by the palace to the second elder?"

With a heavy flick of his sleeves, Ji Fan opened his mouth unceremoniously.

"It's just a small competition, Xiao Fu has already lost, why did the young palace master kill the old man's grandson?"

"Do you really think that the old man is old and easy to bully?"

The thin eyebrows were raised, and Su Yunran spoke lightly, his cold tone was a little weird, revealing an undisguised mockery.

"Second Elder Mo doesn't have bad eyes?"

The slender fingers were raised, and he casually pointed to the black Yaozhu behind Ji Fan, and his voice rose a little, as if he had quenched the extreme chill.

"Is this black bead your grandson?"

Hearing this, the faces of everyone present changed, the corners of their mouths twitched irrepressibly, and the corners of their lips were pursed, suppressing their smiles.

And Xi Junxian was unceremonious and laughed directly.

Of course it's funny.

That Ji Fu was so seriously injured that he was frozen in mid-air, and he didn't see Ji Fan make any big moves. On the contrary, when the young palace master went to kill the weird black Yaozhu, Ji Fan made a move without scruples about his image, and attacked a junior.

He also kept saying, why did he kill his grandson?

So, which one is the grandson of the second elder?

Of course, these words were not spoken, but everyone understood them.

Ji Fan's complexion changed and changed, and he was about to say something, but he was interrupted by Su Yun's jade-like voice.

"Since the second elder knows that he is old, then he should not accept the old age, and honestly go back to the house to divide it, and let the alchemist in the clan refine some pills, so that he can make up for it."

As he spoke, Su Yunran raised his thin eyebrows, and his clear voice carried a bit of weirdness.

"After all, it's not easy to use your eyes and your brain, which is also very troublesome."

When the words fell, Xi Junxian shook the corners of his lips, but after all, he still couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, his eyes were bright, with the luster of moist jade.

Everyone present: "······"

They want to laugh too, what should they do?

The corners of Xi Chong's mouth also twitched, and his gaze was slightly weird when he looked at Su Yunran.

This young palace master, when he came here, basically didn't say a few words, he was very cold, and now, as soon as he opened his mouth, it was like this······ Poison.

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