Ji Yan: 56

Jin Lian: 56

King Red-tailed Serpent: 54

Wolf II: 53

Long Yu'er: 52

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"Brother Huazi, hold on!"

"The main battle faction NB, these dogs!"

"The Lord and the faction will only bully the few, a bunch of waste snacks!"

"Second Young Patriarch Wolf, come on!"

"Young Patriarch Jin Lian, come on!"

"Come on, Smoke Fairy!"

As night fell, the inside of the sword arena became brightly lit, even if it had been a day of watching, but the monks were tireless, watching the battle of such a strong man would help their cultivation.

Moreover, there is also the conflict between the main battle faction and the main peace faction, which adds to its highlights.

"The people of the main battle faction are really weak, why aren't they arrogant?"

Qinglong carried a giant sword and looked at Qin Zhan and the others who were surrounded by them with great interest.

"Hehe, who wouldn't besiege it, a bunch of waste snacks."

Qin Zhan, with Zuo Fa's support, stood up with great difficulty.

"Dare to be so mouthful, let's go together, let's wipe out all these little cubs of the main battle faction today!"

Qinglong laughed angrily, the monks he had seen in the past had either groveled to him or avoided him, he had never seen such a tough guy.

"Hold on, there are still three sword corpses, only Yan'er can win, and we will win."

With a "sonorous" sound, Qin Zhan gritted his teeth and rushed forward, blocking Qinglong's attack with a broken sword, but the broken right leg fell down on his knees at an inopportune time, and directly let him fall down.

"Give me death!"

Qinglong showed a hideous smile and directly stepped on Qin Zhan's head, and the giant sword in his hand slashed at Qin Zhan's neck.

"It's over, it's over, Brother Hua Zi is gone."

"Brother Huazi, you have to rise up, if you die, we won't have Huazi."

"Young Sect Master!"

"Brother Dragon!"

Many of the audience on stage closed their eyes, afraid to watch this bloody scene.

After these ten days of getting along, they all found that although Qin Zhan looked arrogant and domineering, he was a helpful person at heart, not only occasionally giving rewards for being happy, but even going up to help when some weak monks were bullied.

"Bang Chang"

"Bang"

The giant sword in Qinglong's hand was directly knocked away, and his body also flew out upside down, hitting several monks not far away, and a crimson figure blocked in front of Qin Zhan.

"Stinky girl, are you crazy, don't forget that your Long family is the Lord and the faction!"

The monk hurriedly helped the green dragon up, and looked at Long Yu'er who was blocking Qin Zhan in disbelief.

"Sister......

"Fairy of Words"

In the stands, Long Fenglei and Dongfang Yuqing's eyes widened, they didn't expect that at this time, Long Yu'er would stand up.

Although there was a misunderstanding about rolling the sheets at the beginning, it was explained clearly later, and Long Yu'er was also neutral when standing in line.

"The Long family is the Long family, I am me, I just can't get used to you so-called super sects and super families, who are arrogant and bullying too much, son, hurry up."

Although Long Yu'er's cold voice was not loud, it sounded clearly in everyone's ears.

"Yu'er Fairy is beautiful and sassy, and the dog things of the Lord and the pie don't get out of here soon!"

"The Lord and the faction are scheming, get out of here as soon as possible!"

"I support Yu'er Fairy, SBs like you Lord and faction shouldn't be alive!"

「……」

「……」

The scene was directly detonated, and countless monks fell under Long Yu'er's pomegranate skirt, daring to love and hate, this is what monks should do!

"Huh, leave me alone, go and help Yan'er, someone is going to hack her, and the main battle faction can't lose this number one title."

Qin Zhan stood up with difficulty, and the mark on his forehead shone brightly.

"Mark, please help me once, I know you have no energy, after today, I will definitely find you a lot of energy!"

Qin Zhan roared in his heart, pointing to the front of the battlefield, where there were the last three sword corpses, but only two people from the main battle faction were guarding Ji Yan, and more than a dozen or twenty lords and factions had already surrounded the three of them.

"You...... Will it work?"

Long Yu'er looked at Qin Zhan very worriedly, Qin Zhan's appearance at this time was very strange, and the light of the mark made her eyes stingle slightly.

"Trust me!"

Qin Zhan gritted his teeth, feeling the pure energy transmitted by the imprint, forcibly repaired the broken right leg, and stood up with difficulty.

"Be careful yourself."

Long Yu'er's heart was crossed, and she turned to leave.

She understands that this is no longer just a game, but a fight between two major factions.

"Yo Yo Yo, it's pretty tough, that stinky girl who sneaked up is gone, I see who can protect you."

Qinglong's face was gloomy.

"I didn't know until I beat it."

Qin Zhan took a deep breath and calmly looked at the Lord and the Heavenly Sect who had surrounded him.

Now, all the main battle sect monks except him either fainted from exhaustion or gave up the fight at the moment before they were killed, and were taken away by the sword corpse.

"Tut-tut, don't you just want to delay time, give it to me."

The corners of Qinglong's mouth hooked an arc, directly left Qin Zhan, and ran towards the front of the battlefield, Jin Lian and Wolf Er, who were equal to him, were fighting, and he would be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Boom!"

Qinglong fantasized that all the Tianjiao of the main battle faction was exterminated, and because of this, the main battle faction was not accepted, and he also made an evil voice when he was rising step by step.

"Who, TM, let you go!"

After the last ray of light flashed in the imprint, Qin Zhan's body turned dark red, and a bloody aura condensed into substance appeared around him, and his figure came behind Qinglong in a flash.

"What's the situation??"

The Tianjiao of the Lord and the faction looked confused, they didn't know how Qin Zhan had passed, Qin Zhan hadn't used the teleportation formation for nearly an hour.

When they hesitated, the broken sword in Qin Zhan's hand had already pierced Qinglong's heart.

"Knock Knock"

Instead of piercing as smoothly as expected, it made the sound of a sword hitting steel.

"Boy, your time of death has come!"

Qinglong roared angrily, turned around, and smashed the broken sword in Qin Zhan's hand with a single fist.

The clothes exploded with a bang, revealing dense cyan dragon scales.

The dragon scales in the back of his heart were just a white mark.

"It's not necessarily who is dead, but it's not necessarily who's dead!"

Qin Zhan threw away the broken sword in his hand and punched Qinglong, his dark red skin, dark red eyes, and evil laughter directly made him and Qinglong look like villains in fairy tales.

"Pop, knock, poof"

So, the two of them fought with one punch and one kick, Qinglong had his own scales, Qin Zhan had dragon robes, and the two fought back and forth.

"Uh, this is, rookies pecking each other?"

Such a thought flashed through the minds of the monks, and for a while, no one chose to go up and help.