A "who dares to fight on stage" suddenly made the audience silent.

Even those who were still fighting stopped their hands and looked at Li Xiao with a look of surprise.

Everyone knows the rules of the life and death ring, and when you get into the life and death ring, life and death depend on your fate!

And, in the ring of life and death, it's easy to go up, it's too difficult to come down, and you can only come down if you win one!

"This kid, it's too messy!"

"Once the situation is not right, act immediately, and you must not let Li Xiaoyou have any accidents!"

"I'm afraid of his legs! It's a big deal to completely turn around with the Cangyun royal family, anyway, this seat doesn't want to have any connection with the lackeys of the demon clan!"

The three of Ling Xiao transmitted their voices to each other, and they were very decisive, and once Li Xiao had an accident, they would immediately do it.

"Look! The little marquis of Yanling Mansion has gone up!"

"Yan Linghou Hou Xiaohou, Cangyun Yan is dead!"

......

Suddenly, there were exclamations from the spectator seats.

Just because, a young man in a purple brocade robe walked into the ring of life and death.

This person is the little marquis of Yanling Mansion, and he can be said to be a relative of the emperor.

Its realm has reached the triple level of spiritual painting, and it is considered the best among the young generation in the territory of the Cangyun Imperial Kingdom!

"The Seven Peerless Peaks are ruining my father's hands and feet, and this account should be settled. Cang Yunyan said coldly, the killing intent flashing in her eyes, without the slightest concealment.

At the beginning, Yan Linghou went to the Seven Peerless Peaks, but was discarded by Ling Xiao and dragged his crippled body back.

From that day on, up and down the Yanling Mansion, they hated the Seven Peerless Peaks.

However, the three palace masters of Ling Xiao are so powerful, with the power of Yan Lingfu, they naturally can't avenge Yan Linghou.

However, if you can't help the three of Ling Xiao, can you still be helpless against the disciples of the Seven Peerless Peaks?

At least in Cang Yunyan's heart, Li Xiao, a monk with a heavy spirit pattern realm, he can kill him at will.

"If you want revenge, go to Ling Xiaobei. Li Xiao pouted and said: "If you don't have that ability, you came to make me angry, do you think that Li is easy to bully?"

"Heh, it's you who is bullying, how?" Cang Yunyan said contemptuously: "It's just a heavy spirit pattern, but it's just an ant, raise your hand to suppress you." ”

"Really?" Li Xiao's eyes froze, and the spiritual power on his body rioted, and he said contemptuously: "I'm afraid you don't even have a chance to make a move." ”

Rumble!

The moment the words fell, I saw Li Xiao stepping down in one step, and the emperor stepped forward.

Suddenly, the rolling spiritual power turned into a gangfeng, and in an instant, it filled the entire life and death ring.

Cang Yunyan's expression immediately changed drastically, just because he used all his strength, even the spirit painting was summoned, but he couldn't stop this wave of spiritual power!

Like a lonely boat in the midst of a raging storm, Cangyun Yan felt that he would be destroyed at any time!

"You're not me, you don't have that arrogant capital. Li Xiao whispered, and fell again, his spiritual power was violent, Gangfeng turned into a sharp blade, and an imperial aura erupted.

Rumble!

Rumble!

......

Under the continuous explosion, Cangyun Yan's spiritual painting was shattered, and then the spiritual power blade cut his protective spiritual power, and finally under the exclamation of everyone, the heavenly spirit cover of Cangyun Yan's death was slashed open.

The little marquis of Yanling Mansion is dead!

"This is the imperial relative of the Cangyun Imperial Kingdom, the person who will inherit the throne of Yan Linghou in the future, and he died like this!?"

"This ...... The first person to die in the Qingteng Banquet turned out to be the little marquis of Yanling Mansion!"

......

All around, the exclamations were even louder, and no one dared to believe that Cang Yunyan died like this.

Although it is very common for people to die at the Qingteng Banquet, this has happened in the Qingteng Banquet in the past dynasties.

But under normal circumstances, who would dare to kill the emperor's relatives!

This is undoubtedly provoking the emperor's prestige!

"Who else!?"

At this moment, Li Xiao stared at everyone, his eyes were like torches, and he glanced at everyone.

Its posture is arrogant and arrogant, as if it is invincible in the world.

"It's too arrogant!"

"It's looking for death!"

......

Many teenagers shouted angrily, their eyes burning with anger, but none of them dared to hurt the life and death ring.

It's just because even a young leader like Cang Yunyan is dead, who in the ordinary world still has the courage to go up?

The strength is not good, and if you go up, you will be sent to death.

"Even if you have a heavy spirit pattern, you dare to be so arrogant!?"

At this moment, an azure spiritual power erupted from the field and turned into a small bridge of water.

Then, I saw Mo Wenlan, the holy son of Mo Shui Sect, walking step by step, like a gentleman on the water, along the small bridge, to the ring of life and death.

"Heh, the way you play is different, but it's a pity that in my eyes, you are as vulnerable as those scum. Li Xiao raised her chin and squinted at Mo Wenlan with a look of disgust.

Just because, in Li Xiao's eyes, there are only a handful of people who can pose a threat to him at this Qingteng banquet, and this Mo Wenlan is obviously not among them.

Fighting with this kind of person, for Li Xiao, is not only boring, but also a waste of time.

"Waste, you are a little monk with a heavy spirit pattern, and you dare to say that I am a waste?" Mo Wenlan was immediately angry, the spirit painting manifested, and the blue ocean in the painting wanted to jump out, and the sound of the tide was endless.

However, Li Xiao was very direct, and the nine blows of the sky were unleashed, and the fists soared into the sky like the sun, and then the nine fists fell like golden meteors, directly bombarding Mo Wenlan's spiritual painting.

Rumble!

Rumble!

......

Under the nine explosions in succession, Mo Wenlan's spiritual painting shattered, and the ocean in the painting seemed to be evaporated by a fist, and the whole audience was filled with white mist.

And, under the white mist, a pool of Yin Hong's blood, like Yin Hong's cherry blossoms, was very dazzling.

"Holy Son!"

"Wenlan!"

......

At this moment, the people of Mo Shuizong were in a hurry, and even some elders rushed over, wanting to bring Mo Wenlan to the ring of life and death.

However, in the ring of life and death, once the war starts, there will be a formation to operate, and Rao is a strong person in the law phase realm cannot interfere in the battle in the ring.

However, Li Xiao didn't care, walked to Mo Wenlan's side with a smile on his face, and then said to the Mo Shuizong elder under the ring: "Do you want it?" ”

After saying that, I saw Li Xiao gently push Mo Wenlan's body, and suddenly blood burst out from all over Mo Wenlan's body.

Its body was extremely stiff, and it fell straight down, and finally fell in front of the elder of the Mo Water Sect.

"Holy Son!"

In an instant, the elder's expression changed greatly, his face was sad and angry, and when he looked up at Li Xiao, the killing intent in his eyes was like thunder, which was very terrifying.

Just because, Mo Wenlan died, and at the moment when the spirit painting was shattered, the vitality in his body was wiped out by the nine fists, and only one corpse remained.

"What is the use of weeping, and what is the use of grief, why do you not persuade him before you go into the ring of life and death? Li Xiao joked: "What a good boy, it's a pity, he died like this." ”

"You!you!you!" The elder of the Mo Water Sect was furious, pointing at Li Xiao, but he couldn't say a word.

(End of chapter)