Murong Nan's voice was not loud, but everyone within a radius of miles could hear his voice clearly, as if his words were ringing in your ears. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was already December 31, the last day of the battle for the Hidden Dragon List, Murong Nan originally thought that his identity and cultivation would be stronger than Su Zizhan, and he didn't think much of the Jiangdong cultivation world, so he deliberately chose a time close to noon, but what surprised him was that Su Zizhan hadn't appeared until now, didn't he say that Murong Nan was not as good as Su Zizhan?

This is very unacceptable to Murong Nan, in his opinion, Su Zizhan is just a turtle in the countryside and a small land, how can he be compared with himself, the holy son from the Zoroastrian ghost altar, not to mention that Su Zizhan's cultivation is just a heroic realm, Murong Nan is such a second-class person, he feels that no one in the land of Jiangdong can make him wait!

"Why, do you know that you can't win, so you deliberately didn't come?" Murong Nan didn't care about the mood of the monks around him, "Are the monks in Jiangdong Land so helpless?" His words wiped out the entire Jiangdong cultivation world, and the people watching the battle around were all excited, but none of them stood up to refute the two sentences, just glared angrily around.

Looking at the expressions of the monks around him, Murong Nan couldn't help but have a stronger sense of superiority, what kind of person was he, how could he not know that what he said just now had offended everyone around him, but it didn't matter if he went, and the silent anger of these monks made Murong Nan's vanity even more satisfied.

"You're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue! Although my Jiangdong cultivation world is barren, it's not something that you, a Linghui Realm monk, can comment, my junior brother didn't come because he was afraid of you, I think he thought that your opponent was too weak, I didn't expect you to make a big fuss here!"

Han Ziyuan's words gave a big sigh of relief to the Jiangdong monks around him, and everyone else was now looking at Han Ziyuan with a kind of awe, especially some female monks, and Su Yunjin, who was standing far behind Mu Yunfan, had a look of reverence in his eyes.

"Your junior brother, disciple of the Secluded Mountain?" Murong Nan was not angry, the reason why he said what he said just now was actually to hide the embarrassment that he had appeared in advance.

However, in front of so many people who were looked down on by him being robbed by Han Ziyuan, Murong Nan would feel embarrassed even if he was not angry, turned to look at Han Ziyuan with angry eyes, and said in a low voice: "What about the disciple of the Secluded Mountain, a monk of the Spiritual Realm actually dares to speak like this in front of this seat, I will not take your life, this palm can be regarded as a lesson for you!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Murong Nan's right hand flip, and then slapped out with a palm, and a huge pitch-black handprint slapped towards Han Ziyuan with lightning speed, although it was said to teach Han Ziyuan a lesson, but Han Ziyuan and the three of them were all within the attack range of this pitch-black handprint.

Murong Nan's sudden move was a bit unexpected by Han Ziyuan, originally she was surprised that Murong Nan should not have made a move, at most she was saying a few more words, after all, he still had to deal with the competition with Su Zizhan. But who knew that in Murong Nan's heart, Su Zizhan was just a small character, and he didn't need any special means to deal with it at all, and Han Ziyuan and the three of them only had the cultivation of the Qi Realm, and they were even more small miscellaneous fish for a genius monk like him, something that could be solved at hand, so Murong Nan had no scruples at all and took action directly.

Although Murong Nan's shot was unexpected by Han Ziyuan, Han Ziyuan was not a rookie who was just starting out, although she didn't think that Murong Nan would make a move, but she was not unprepared for Murong Nan's move, almost at the same time, Han Ziyuan, Xue Haoling and Fang Letong all shot at the same time.

Han Ziyuan and Xue Haoling both use swords, and Fang Letong is used to fighting the enemy empty-handed, although Murong Nan just does it casually, but after all, he is a Linghui Realm monk, and he is known as invincible at the same level, so Han Ziyuan and the three of them did not reserve any reservations as soon as they made a move, and directly used their best magical powers.

What Han Ziyuan was holding in her hand was the sword that Su Zizhan gave her at the peak of the human rank, at this time, this sword turned into countless cyan sword lights in Han Ziyuan's hands, and behind these sword lights, there was an illusory plum blossom looming, and above this plum blossom, there seemed to be pieces of crystal snowflakes flying in the wind, Fang Letong on the side was even more stunned after seeing this plum blossom, Han Ziyuan really has the capital to be proud, this magic power Fang Le Tong knows, it is Han Ziyuan's talent and supernatural power, named Aoxue Hanmei, it is a four-grade sword power supernatural power, and now looking at Han Ziyuan's posture with this supernatural power, this four-grade supernatural power is about to be upgraded to the level, is about to become a three-grade supernatural power, and Han Ziyuan's progress over the years is really not small.

However, she Fang Letong is not a weakling, using two magical powers with both hands at the same time is her signature, at this time she is not ambiguous, the left hand is Haoyue descending from the sky, and the right hand is breaking the wooden golden fist, the two magical powers are both three-grade magical powers, although they are not natural supernatural powers, but this is already the strongest means of Fang Letong's attack power, in terms of aesthetics, Fang Letong's two supernatural powers are not Han Ziyuan's Aoxue Hanmei, but in terms of power, these two supernatural powers are above Han Ziyuan's supernatural powers.

Not only was Fang Letong sighing at Han Ziyuan's progress, but Han Ziyuan was also sighing at Fang Letong's progress, Han Ziyuan felt that she was afraid that she would not be able to compete with Fang Letong until her supernatural level was improved.

Compared with the two of them, Xue Haoling's supernatural powers are simpler, Han Ziyuan's countless sword lights plus a looming plum blossom and snowflake, Fang Letong's supernatural powers are a huge mountain peak of dozens of zhang and a huge golden handprint, the supernatural powers of the two of them look extraordinary, and after Xue Haoling makes a move, there is only a silver sword light, which looks inconspicuous.

Murong Nan, who saw the three of them shooting, also frowned, especially Xue Haoling's seemingly slow silver sword light made Murong Nan feel like a man's back, he didn't care about Han Ziyuan and Fang Letong's supernatural powers, it looked powerful, but in Murong Nan's opinion, it was not Er'er, although he was just a random palm, but the power of supernatural powers like Han Ziyuan and Fang Letong was not to be feared, the only thing that made him a little curious was Xue Haoling's supernatural powers, he also wanted to see what power Xue Haoling's sword light had, and it could actually give him a threat like a mang's back, even if this threat was very weak, but it was already a little impressive for Murong Nan, he is a monk of the Spirit Wisdom Realm, and Xue Haoling is just a monk of the Spirit Realm!