Xu Huange closed his eyes, quickly mobilized the true qi in his body, and silently recited the runes in his mouth, and a black smoke immediately appeared on his back, which quickly formed a mass and turned into a warm soul, screaming and flying towards the white fan and silver needles that attacked him.

The people of the various sects stood up one after another, and they all heard that the Xuanmo Sect was good at cultivating spiritual arts, but when they saw it for the first time, they were all surprised, and there was a lot of discussion below.

Ye Mu Sumire's eyes widened and he stood up from his seat, his eyes staring directly at the black soul, he had never seen such a scene before.

"It turns out that the storyteller is telling the truth......"

When did Xu Huange practice such weird martial arts?

Of course, the most surprising thing was Fu Shengru, who saw his whole body push back three steps, but reason told him that he could not retreat, so he swiped his hands forward, and the white fan was set up in the air again, regaining his strength and flying towards the soul of Sex Wen.

The sexual temperature soul devoured the flying silver needles one by one, and then flew to the white fan in the air, and quickly circled around the white fan more than a dozen times, the white fan seemed to lose its mana, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and fell to the ground in the next second.

"What?" Fu Shengru saw that the white fan he controlled suddenly fell unobediently, frowned, so he raised his hands and swiped hard at the white fan on the ground, but there was no response, the white fan on the ground was no longer a weapon, it really became an ordinary fan.

Fu Shengru, who had no weapons, seemed even more panicked.

Because in terms of strength, he knew that he was not Xu Huange's opponent. All the while, it's his weapons that give him a slight edge.

And Xu Huange has survived until now completely by himself.

Xu Huange frowned, his eyes glanced at the white fan that fell on the ground, and he waved his hand forward, and obediently rolled up the white fan on the ground and flew towards Xu Huange's body.

Xu Huange jumped, grabbed the white fan, and flew to Fushengru in the distance.

Fusheng panicked, and immediately turned his head and ran.

Xu Huange waved his right hand forward, and a lightning-like torrent hit Fu Shengru's front, with a loud "snap", blocking his path.

Fu Shengru immediately stopped, turned around, and was hit in the face, and his entire body was knocked to the ground by a strong internal force, throwing out five meters away.

"Ahem, cough, cough—" Fu Shengru caressed his chest and coughed incessantly, and suddenly a familiar thing rested on his neck, and it was cold.

The afterglow moved slightly downward, and it was his own white fan.

When he raised his eyes again, he saw Xu Huange holding a white fan on his neck with a pair of blood-stained hands.

Xu Huange looked at Fu Shengru through the mask with a pair of cold eyes, he saw the horror in his eyes, the white fan in his hand was against the artery life gate in his neck, as long as he used a little force in his right hand, his life gate would be threatened, not to mention life-threatening, it would also bleed.

But Xu Huange didn't start.

The reason for leaving a little affection is that he is not completely villainous.

Mostly, he hates to be villainous.

"It's time! The third round is over, and the Xuanmo faction wins! The guards shouted.

There was a boiling sound below.

"Our boss won!" Tongguanlong jumped up from his seat in a fit of rage.

"Hahaha-" Elder Lou Hua let out a burst of laughter.

"Let's just say that our head can definitely handle it!" Fan Yu once said with a smile.

Lin Chuyi, who had been in a tense state, took a deep breath and finally finished it.

Xu Huange took back the white fan around his neck in front of Fu Shengru, handed his white fan back to him, and chuckled: "Master Fu, you lost." ”

Fu Shengru was not furious, his frowning brows suddenly relaxed, and then he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, it's because my skills are not as good as others, and Master Xu is really good." As he spoke, Fu Shengru picked up the white fan from his hand, and his fingers accidentally touched his bloody fingers.

Unlike his own coldness, his fingers were hot.

Fu Shengru raised his eyes and saw that although Xu Zhangmen was wearing a mask, his cheeks were flushed, his lips were stained with a layer of white frost, and there was blood oozing from his neck and shoulders, and the whole person revealed a kind of sickness.

"You...... Are you feeling unwell? ”

Xu Huange smiled slightly and said, "It's okay." ”

Fusheng said in his heart, it turned out that he had been competing with a person who was sick and had a high fever, and he had lost......

"Huh." Fu Shengru jumped up from the ground and said respectfully towards Xu Huange: "I am convinced to lose in the next place!" Xu Zhangmen is young and promising, which is really the blessing of the Xuanmo faction. ”

"Master Fu has won the prize." Xu Huange replied.

"Bang Bang Bang-" There was a round of applause from the audience.

"Wonderful! It's wonderful! Hou Wang Ye stepped down from the stage and said with a smile: "Master Xu, your faction's courage is really rare in the world, and it is really powerful. I didn't expect that Xu Zhangmen was completely in control at a young age, he was really a hero out of a young man, and the future is promising! ”

"Lord Hou has won the award, Xu Yi is ashamed to be ashamed." Xu Huange clasped his hands into fists, smiled and lowered his head and said respectfully.

Hou Wangye's eyes slowly fell on Xu Huange's body, only to see that his neck was stained with a layer of blood, and some blood stains also penetrated on his shoulders, staining the white clothes on his shoulders.

"Alas, is Master Xu injured?"

Xu Huange smiled slightly, with a white face, stroked the wound on his shoulder and said, "I accidentally suffered some abrasions during the martial arts competition just now, and it's fine." ”

Fu Shengru glanced at Xu Huange deeply on the side, that silver needle pricking flesh is not a bruise!

"Oh, it's better to take medicine and bandage it in time, and later I will ask the best doctor in the house to go to Xu's room for diagnosis and treatment, and Xu's head can just recuperate in peace of mind, and it will be fine in a few days."

"Then thank you for your kindness, I'll go down first!"

Xu Huange hurriedly helped himself to retreat, because he felt that his body was a little unsupportable, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Fortunately, the three elders below supported Xu Huange's trembling body and stabilized his figure in time.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that his lips were white, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his face, Elder Lou Hua was shocked, reached out to touch his pulse, frowned, and said, "Master, you are ...... again"

Xu Huange reached out and grabbed his arm and motioned for him to silence.

"Needless to say, let's help the head go back first." Elder Fan Yuzeng said.

Lin Chuyi, who was in the distance, looked all the way in his eyes, and saw that he had his head down, his face was sick, and he was helped down by several elders, so he knew that he must have been injured.

The knife wound on the neck last night, plus the shoulder stab just now by Fu Shengru, the old injury plus the new injury, I am afraid that the blood will be drained, no wonder his lips have been so pale.

And when he competed, he saw that his body was unstable, and he must have dragged his sick body to resist until now.

"Senior sister, it's over, it's time for us to go back." Liu Qingquan said.

"Okay."

In addition to Lin Chuyi, Yu Xiyancheng, who was standing in the crowd, also watched Xu Huange's competition from beginning to end, only to see his eyes chasing Xu Huange all the way until he completely disappeared into the competition venue.

According to the information that his spies heard, the head of this Xuanmo Sect was indeed the Xu Huange who fell into the abyss of heaven. But now the person in front of him not only did not seek revenge on himself for the first time, but also regarded himself as a stranger he had never met.

Not only for him, but also for Lin Chuyi and his party.

Could it be that he really lost his memory after falling into the abyss?

And judging from his martial arts this time, he has indeed grown a lot.

But the Qianqing sword was still on him.

Before you get your sword, you will be spared.

Yu Xiyancheng flicked the clothes on his body and walked away.

Under the announcement of Hou Wangye, today's three rounds of martial arts competitions ended, and all sects and factions left the competition venue one after another.

Along the way, I heard Ye Mujin boasting vigorously on the side.

"Alas, it's the first time you've seen such an evil sect's martial arts, have you seen it too? A black soul swooped out of his body, sharp claws, alas, I felt numb just thinking about it. ”

"What is the martial arts of the evil sect? This is their Xuanmo sect's unique magic technique, right? How can you be called a cult by you? Zhu Miaomiao squinted.

"Yes, Brother Mu Jin, the Xuanmo Sect has been cultivating this technique since the time of its founding ancestor, and you must not use this language in front of the people of its sect, you will be spurned by their followers."

"Well, I know, I know, I'm just surprised." Ye Mu Jin laughed, "I'm just surprised that in just a few months, Xu Huange has become so powerful. ”

Master Changbai, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "What you see today is only the tip of the iceberg of the Xuanmo Sect's spirit arts, and he didn't play well in this competition. ”

"Alas, Master Changbai, can you see it too?"

"What are you talking about? You can see it all, how can Master Changbai not see it? Zhu Miaomiao slapped Ye Mu Jin hard.

Ye Mu Jin smiled beside her.

"I see that his complexion is not good today, even if he is wearing a mask, I can see that his face is sick, and his body is unstable, as if his whole body is hot."

Everyone invariably turned their eyes to Lin Chuyi, who was silently walking behind.

"You, what do you think I'm doing? What's the matter with me? Lin Chuyi said stiffly.

"It's none of your business?" Ye Mu Jin walked over with a smile and said, "I heard that inflammation of the wound can also cause fever all over the body. ”

"Yes, Sister Chu Yi, what did you do to him in his room last night? When you came back, you yourself had a fever, not to mention that you were quite fateful! ”

"You ......" Lin Chuyi was speechless for a while, when did these two become so harmonious, this singing and harmonizing appearance!

Oh, it's really a woman singing husband!

"Yes, I did hurt him last night, saw the wound on his neck, right? That's right, I cut it with a knife. Lin Chuyi admitted, and gestured with his hand on his neck.

Ye Mu Jin and Zhu Miaomiao glanced at each other and said in surprise: "No, you can really do it?" ”

"Hmph, there's nothing he can't do, everything is his own fault!"

"Tut-tut-t-" Ye Mu Sumire raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but shake her head, her mouth was open! Who was nervously rubbing clothes just now? The eyes are almost seeing through the people on the stage.

Lin Chuyi glanced at Ye Mu Jin and said, "You don't mess with me less, otherwise you will end up like this." Hum! ”

With that, Lin Chuyi left on his own.

Master Changbai and Liu Qingquan shook their heads and followed.