"Senior Uncle Zichen, are you angry, don't be angry, I apologize to you, I'm ...... What are you doing?" Gu Yenan angrily looked at Gu Yehan who dragged him away from Zi Chen, really, he hadn't made Zi Chen's uncle happy yet, this younger brother didn't help, and he even dragged his own hind legs, it's really hateful!

"Brother, if you want to die, just go!" After Gu Yehan finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders and turned his head to continue watching the game, no longer paying attention to Gu Yenan, who was crazy.

"What? I want to die? What do you mean...... Uh......" Gu Yenan was muttering to himself, and suddenly realized that there was a cold aura staring at him behind him, and when he turned his head, he was facing the murderous aura on Lan Xi's face that was overflowing with cold air. Gu Yenan swallowed his saliva and turned his head stiffly, forcing his gaze to turn to the ring. Really, he actually forgot about Uncle Lan Xi, he had just made Uncle Zichen unhappy in front of Uncle Lan Xi? He suddenly realized that he was really unlucky to get home, he had just walked around the ghost gate, if it weren't for Xiao Han, he might have been slapped to death by Uncle Lan Xi by now!

The game on the field was about to go to the forty-fourth game, and it was finally Lan Xi's turn to play.

"In the forty-fifth game, the dance of the No. 89 Feiyun faction vs. the Pu Lanxi of the No. 90 Falling Star faction!"

After Lan Xi heard the referee's words, he took out some of the food from the space ring and carefully put it in Zi Chen's arms, and said softly: "Chenchen, be good, wait a while, I will fight quickly!" After speaking, he gently rubbed Zi Chen's little head, turned around and walked towards the ring.

In the No. 3 ring, Wusa in a blue robe and Lan Xi in a black robe stood facing each other, although it could not be compared with Lan Xi, but Wusa was also a rare beautiful man.

"Wow, that black-clothed boy from the Falling Star Sect is so beautiful, it's so beautiful that people don't dare to look at it directly!"

"Yes, yes, that kind of noble elegance in gestures, that kind of peerless dust from the inside out, it really makes people sink into it unconsciously, and can't extricate themselves!

"What, if you want me to say that the most important thing is his own cultivation talent, the 29-year-old Da Luo Jin Immortal peak, he shouldn't be a demon beast!"

"It's also possible that the demon beast has become, but there doesn't seem to be a demon beast in our continent, it should be a transformed demon beast!"

......

In all fairness, Wusa's appearance is indeed good, and his temperament is outstanding, when Lan Xi did not appear, he was definitely the focus of the audience, the object of everyone's worship, and the object of everyone's obsession. But after Lan Xi appeared, his body seemed to have a dazzling light like the sun, and his innate noble and elegant aura and incomparable personal charm deeply attracted everyone present, and it was a kind of charm that went deep into the soul!

"It's really worthy of being the new Chief Holy Son of the Falling Star Sect, just standing there like this, it makes people want to kneel down and worship with their legs! This is really a fairy-like figure, not comparable to us mortals!" In the crowd, some people kept exclaiming like this.

Offstage, in the back seat of the Qingfeng faction, Xuanyuan Mengning looked at Lan Xi on the stage with an obsessive face, his eyes full of anticipation. However, in the next moment, when she found that Lan Xi turned her head and smiled slightly in the direction of the Falling Star Sect, the expression on her face changed, her face was full of cold killing intent, her fists were clenched tightly, and she didn't even notice it! Why, why did he just refuse to look down at her a little? Why would he rather look at that cheap woman than look at himself? Why could he smile at that cheap woman so naturally but never willing to give himself a look? Why can't such a wonderful man belong to her? Why! Why!

Xuanyuan Mengning bit his lower lip fiercely, and his lower lip was red, and blood was rolling down. After Xuanyuan Mengyu, who was sitting next to him, saw it, he exclaimed, "Third sister!"

"Mengyu, why do you say, why doesn't Brother Lan Xi like me? I can't compare to that there?" Xuanyuan Mengning screamed with a hideous face. Xuanyuan Mengning's action caused several disciples of the Qingfeng Sect around to unconsciously shift their attention to her, but as soon as they saw her hideous face, they all hurriedly turned their eyes away.

"Third sister, be quiet, it's ...... here" Xuanyuan Mengyu saw Xuanyuan Mengning's appearance, and said cautiously with some fear. Fortunately, there is a commotion everywhere now, otherwise with the scream of my third sister just now, I am afraid that the eyes of the entire audience in the arena will be focused on them, and then it will be a shame!

Hearing Xuanyuan Meng's words, Xuanyuan Mengning turned her head to look at the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect around her and looked at her, her face changed and changed, and finally she finally regained a trace of her senses, forcibly suppressed the anger and resentment in her heart, and her face slowly returned to calm.

Xuanyuan Mengyu saw that Xuanyuan Mengning's face finally regained its calmness, and breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of Xuanyuan Mengning's previous words, Xuanyuan Mengyu looked at the red figure in the audience of the Falling Star Sect opposite along Xuanyuan Mengning's line of sight, and said secretly in his heart, although he didn't want to admit it, but that Yun Zichen was indeed not comparable to her third sister in terms of appearance and temperament. No, to be precise, it should be said that even the cultivation talent is not comparable to the third sister of her family. It seems that her temperament is better than her third sister, and her popularity is better than her third sister...... Think about it, the third sister of her family seems to be able to compete with others except for her family background being better than others!

In the No. 3 ring, Lan Xi stood as if no one was around, his expression was arrogant and indifferent, and he didn't set his eyes on Wusa on the opposite side at all. Seeing this, Wu Sa frowned slightly, could it be his delusion? Why did he feel that the young man from the Falling Star Sect opposite didn't seem to take himself seriously at all? The momentum of the young man opposite was indeed the peak of the Da Luo Jin Immortal, but his own cultivation was also the peak of the Da Luo Jin Immortal, and it was thanks to the pills that those adults gave him that he was able to promote from the cultivation of the seventh-level Immortal Venerable to the cultivation of the peak of the Da Luo Jin Immortal in just three years. He is now the youngest Da Luo Jin Immortal peak cultivator on the Fengyun Continent other than the guy opposite him, a 6,997-year-old Da Luo Jin Immortal peak cultivator, he is definitely the first person in history! At this time, the age of Lan Xi on the other side has been ignored by Wu Sa again.

As soon as Wu Sa entered the ring, he used the secret technique he had newly learned to match a secret medicine to raise his cultivation to the third level Taiyi Xuan Immortal, and he was definitely not comparable to the arrogant guy on the other side. But why did he have an inexplicable panic in his heart in the face of the guy opposite? No, this must be an illusion, yes, it is an illusion! Thinking of this, Wusa was a little relieved, and looked at Lan Xi on the opposite side with confidence on his face again, this victory definitely belongs to him, Wusa said loudly in his heart. Moreover, he still has a very important task this time, looking at the long sword in his hand, the dance shaman was excited, this is an eleventh grade holy high-grade magic weapon, which was given to him by those adults to let himself deal with that Pu Lanxi. Moreover, those adults said that as long as he killed that Park Lanxi in this competition, this eleventh grade holy high-grade magic weapon would belong to him! Thinking of this, Wusa couldn't stop being excited, and his gaze at Lan Xi became more eager.

Maisa's assumptions certainly doomed him to tragedy. In fact, how did he know that Lan Xi could torture him to death even if he only used the cultivation of Luo Tianshang's immortal peak. What's more, what he didn't know was that because of the previous incident when the Feiyun Sect sent someone to assassinate Zi Chen, Lan Xi had already blacklisted the people from the Feiyun Sect, and this time Lan Xi had already sentenced him to death before he stepped into the ring!

"Game on!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, "Bang bang bang!" There were three loud bangs in succession, but in an instant, Wusa and Lan Xi had already palmed each other three times. After that, the two sides quickly retreated separately.

Seeing that he used seventy percent of his strength but did not cause any harm to Lan Xi, Wu Sao was not calm at all. No, he has already used seventy percent of his strength, how could that Park Lanxi not be injured at all, he must have suffered internal injuries, so it is not easy to be discovered. Yes, it must be. Thinking of this, Wusa looked at Park Lanxi sarcastically, and smiled coldly: "You can really pretend, I'll see if you can still be so indifferent after a while!"

Lan Xi didn't say a word, just lazily glanced at Wusa, but that look made Wusa very uncomfortable, because he felt that Lan Xi looked at him as if he was looking at a dead object, and this recognition made him very uncomfortable.

Lan Xi didn't care about Wusa's gaze at all, his hands quickly made a complex mark on his chest, and the rich water spiritual power gathered from all around, and a dazzling blue light suddenly rose, instantly enveloping Wusa's body on the opposite side!

"Nineteenth-Order Water Realm?hehehe, Pu Lanxi, you are really arrogant!However, I want to see how long your spiritual power can support you, a small water realm wants to trap me, it's really despised! I will definitely let you know how powerful I am!" Wusa curled the corners of her mouth mockingly. (Starting from the Spirit Demon to the Ancient Immortal Venerable, they correspond to the first to twenty-sixth levels of spiritual arts, and the nineteenth level corresponds to the Luo Heavenly Immortal)

Wusa raised the long sword in his hand, slightly condensed his spiritual power, and slashed directly towards Lan Xi!

Brush Brush Brush!

A few pieces were slashed out, and countless sword qi reverberated throughout the ring, bringing up a cold killing intent.

As soon as he came up, Wu Sa chose to use the special sword technique attached to this holy artifact - Tianxuan Nine Swords, and what he just performed was Tianxuan's first sword - Sword Chaos Red Dust. He didn't believe that that Pu Lanxi could dodge the attack of the Tianxuan Divine Sword!――

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