Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the Sunset Immortal Sword, and saw that the yellow light on the sword was pure and gentle, and he felt refreshed from afar, and it didn't seem to be extraordinary. He swallowed his saliva secretly, and felt a little hot on his face, but finally reached into his arms, grabbed the burning stick, and took it out.

All the people in the audience, Zhou Guangnian and more than a dozen disciples of Luoxia Peak in the audience, their eyes fell on the black burning stick.

Silent for a while.

"Hahahaha" I don't know who was the first to laugh, breaking the silence, anyway, after a while, the audience burst into laughter, mixed with I don't know who is strange and said hard: "That, what is that?" ”

"I said a long time ago, the people in Dazhufeng are all weird, and there are actually people who use burning sticks, really, really laugh at me! Hahaha! ”

At this moment, even Zhou Guangnian on the stage couldn't bear it, and laughed a few times before he couldn't hold back, and said, "Senior Brother Zhang... And that's... Hehe... It's yours. Hehe... Sorry... I can't control it... Yes... Is this your magic weapon? ”

Zhang Xiaofan laughed as he listened to the people around him, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word. He also knew that using this burning stick was too ugly and would make people laugh, but other things could not be driven, and there was a faint hope in his heart that it would really prove himself, so in the end he brought it out.

However, in the end, this burning stick brought him contempt and ridicule from others. The people around him laughed loudly, Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, and as far as his eyes could see, all that was left in the world was the black and ugly burning stick in his hand.

"Humph!"

Although the people of Da Zhu Peak have also laughed at Zhang Xiaofan's burning stick, but now outsiders are laughing at Zhang Xiaofan is laughing at them Da Zhu Feng, and everyone was about to refute it, when suddenly a cold snort came, the sound was so loud that it seemed to shoot straight to the bottom of people's hearts, which shocked the officials of the gods, and their blood surged. Everyone held back their discomfort, their voices became silent, and they looked at Lin Feng who was standing in front of everyone in disbelief.

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head. A cold feeling seemed to cry out from the depths of his body, slowly wandering through his body.

What is the loneliest time when a person feels?

Is it alone in the face of the indifference of the whole world, is it alone in the face of all the shame?

Is a person's blood cold or boiling?

He looked up and looked ahead.

At this time, the sun was shining on his face, and no one could see his expression clearly.

The Sunset Immortal Sword in Zhou Guangnian's hand, in the laughter and cheers of the audience, burst out almost as beautiful as the afterglow of dusk at this moment, brilliant and awe-inspiring. As his magic trick was introduced, he stopped drinking, and the Sunset Immortal Sword was like a mighty and righteous spirit, and it pressed over in a dignified manner.

A breath of heat came to his face, but Zhang Xiaofan's heart was as cold as ice. I don't know why, looking at the light in front of him, at that moment, he suddenly remembered the morning a long time ago: he and Lin Jingyu spent a thrilling night in the wild, and when he returned to Caomiao Village, he saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and on that morning, all his happiness was lost, and he even felt that he was buried in that sea of blood, struggling desperately, delusional to find his relatives but could not do anything after all, and it hurt in his heart.

The heat seemed to burn his skin, but in front of his eyes, there was a quiet night, by the blue water pool, the beautiful woman stood by the water's edge, hugging her lover tightly.

"Ahh The sixteen-year-old boy groaned lowly, and the pain was so intense that he completely forgot the oncoming light but bit his lip, and the red blood dripped gently.

It landed on the black, red-blooded burning stick.

The next moment, he was engulfed in the sun's brilliant light.

There was a cheer from the audience, and the disciples of Luoxia Peak were all overjoyed, only an exclamation mixed with their laughter seemed so harsh.

On the stage, the brilliant golden light and the afternoon sun complement each other, brilliant and dazzling, Zhou Guangnian felt proud in his heart, at this moment even he felt that his cultivation had reached an unprecedented peak, and he, after defeating the opponent in front of him, who was not looking at it and not beating, would definitely march forward, even if it was the final victory!

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, and the light of the Sunset Immortal Sword was even stronger, seeing the young man in front of him wrinkle his face in pain in the blazing light, and even bit his lip.

Suddenly, at this very moment, his heart pounded, as if someone had smashed him with a hammer in his body. At this time when everyone couldn't see Zhang Xiaofan clearly, Zhou Guangnian, the person standing opposite Zhang Xiaofan, clearly saw him raise his head and open his eyes through the brilliant light of his afterglow fairy sword.

Those blood-red eyes full of violent killing!

An invisible and unknown cold quickly expanded, and Zhou Guangnian saw that the black burning stick seemed to come to life at this moment, black and steaming, and the bead at the top of the stick was even more blue, reflecting on Zhang Xiaofan's body, as if he had completely become another person. All these changes were born in the light of the Sunset Immortal Sword, and no one except Zhou Guangnian saw it anymore.

Zhou Guangnian was extremely frightened, but before he could react, the cold aura had already hidden under the light of the Sunset Immortal Sword and entangled him, and he almost immediately felt a whirlwind of the heavens, and his whole body was nauseous and vomiting; A moment later, the faint blue light from the bead on the burning stick shone on his body.

At this moment, all of a sudden, everyone could only hear a loud roar from Zhou Guangnian on the stage, and the afterglow immortal sword rose to the sky, and the light immediately dissipated, revealing Zhang Xiaofan's figure. And Zhou Guangnian seemed to be seriously injured, and retreated again and again, and after a while, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the seven orifices on his face were gushing blood at the same time, and he stretched out his right hand tremblingly and pointed at Zhang Xiaofan, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything anyway.

After a while, I saw his body shake a few times, and he fell to the ground with a thud, fainting, unconscious.

On and off the stage, there was silence, and everyone looked at each other, so shocked that they couldn't speak.

After a while, the first to react was the white-bearded old man who presided over the ring. In a flash, he jumped into the ring, came to Zhou Guangnian's side, and took a closer look, but found that his whole body was intact, and there was no sign of poisoning, but it seemed to be caused by the severe injury of the immortal magic weapon and the violent vibration of the internal organs.

He frowned, stood up, looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and couldn't help but look at the young man with admiration, and his eyes also glanced at the black burning stick that Zhang Xiaofan was holding tightly in his hand.

"You've won." The white-bearded old man suppressed the doubts in his heart and said calmly.

The disciples of Chaoyang Peak in the audience were in an uproar, but the facts were in front of them, but there was nothing to say, but Zhou Guangnian was too inexplicably defeated, unbelievable, obviously the victory was in hand, and suddenly he was defeated with a loud roar, which was really unacceptable.

Tian Buyi had already stood up in shock in the distance, dumbfounded that Zhang Xiaofan had already won.

Zhang Xiaofan stepped off the stage, Lin Feng suddenly felt a cold temperament exuding from his body, and secretly asked if this bloodthirsty bead also had trouble with the demon's will. He glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Xiaofan? ”

"Haha... Xiao Fan! You actually won? Tian Ling'er cheered loudly.

"Xiao Fan..."Song Daren was both happy and painful, his five bets.

Du Bishu sighed and muttered, "I lost again..."

Although the other Great Bamboo Peak disciples lost money, they all happily congratulated Zhang Xiaofan.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan Huo Ran turned around, his face was like frost, and he stared at them coldly.

Those cold but black eyes!