"Xue Ying, win!"

With the shouting of a deacon hall disciple, the fight between the two ended abruptly.

The people in the stands, but they didn't see the slightest tension and excitement from the competition between these two people, although they knew that the cultivation realm of the two of them was the realm of Fasheng Dan Yuan penetration, but they didn't expect it to end so plainly, and they couldn't help but feel disappointed, and a sigh came down from the stands.

Xue Ying originally thought that after defeating Zheng Ling, she would win the cheers of the audience, but she only heard sighs. She couldn't help but be indignant in her heart, but the disciples of the Deacon Hall had already shouted the results in time, and she could only watch Zheng Ling leave in style.

"Who challenged me!"

Xue Ying turned her indignation into a loud shout and threw it to the stands of the Qiangua position.

The people sitting in the stands saw with their own eyes that Zheng Ling, who had suddenly advanced to the realm of Fasheng Danyuan, had admitted defeat, who would dare to challenge.

The indignation in Xue Ying's heart became stronger and stronger, and she shouted again: "Who came to challenge me!"

Still didn't respond for a long time, Xue Ying could only be embarrassed to be independent of the martial arts arena, neither getting the full cheers, nor no one stepped forward to challenge, she suddenly felt a kind of sadness that was ignored.

She was extremely conceited, confident and stunning the world, and countless suitors, including Zhang Xiaofang, were wagging their tails behind her and begging for mercy, but now she was ignored like this in front of everyone, she was unwilling in her heart, and her anger was burning wildly in her heart, but what could she do?

She was suddenly at a loss.

Just then, a somber laugh rang out, and a smug figure leaped in.

Xue Ying's anger shot through her bright eyes to the person who came, it was Hu Zexiu.

"Even if your sister is here, I'm going to beat you all over the ground!"

Xue Ying's heart moved, and she saw that Hu Zexiu had just walked into the entrance, and before he could speak, he suddenly mentioned Zhenyuan and launched an offensive.

"Wind Spirit Palm!"

With a light drink, the breath of the audience fluctuated, and under the guidance of Xue Ying's jade hand, it turned into a fierce storm and swept towards Hu Zexiu with the sound of angry howls.

Hu Zexiu didn't panic at all, he was going to provoke Xue Ying.

At the beginning of the battle between Xue Ying and Zheng Ling, Hu Zexiu secretly sighed, I am afraid that he will not be Xue Ying's opponent, but with Zheng Ling's consumption of it, he will have an extra chance of winning, if he provokes Xue Ying again and makes her mind disordered, his chances of winning will be greater.

Now that his goal has been achieved, Xue Ying is not only disturbed by anger, but also obviously very chaotic.

Seeing Xue Ying Honghao's mana attacking, Hu Zexiu did not deal with it head-on, but only mentioned the mana slightly, and turned around to avoid the attack in front of him.

Xue Ying was even more furious about this, and her shots were even faster and more ruthless, and she frequently cast spells with all her strength, but she was easily dodged by Hu Zexiu every time.

Suddenly, a terrifying consciousness arose in Xue Ying's heart: How could this Hu Zexiu easily dodge my attacks every time, could it be that he had already advanced to the realm of Fasheng Dan Yuan Penetration, otherwise how could he calmly face such a strong and fierce attack as me! Could it be that he was deliberately consuming my True Yuan to create conditions for defeating me?

"Xue Ying, now it's my turn to make a move!"

In a moment, Hu Zexiu's gloomy and low words suddenly came out, and then a blazing howling air flow rushed to his face.

"Flame Palm!"

Xue Ying could now clearly see that Hu Zexiu's cultivation realm had indeed entered the realm of Fasheng Dan Yuan Penetration, and there was also a sound of discussion around the stand.

"Ah! It's actually the realm of Fasheng Dan Yuan Penetration, this ...... Is the named disciple in this issue going against the sky?"

In the midst of the emergency, Xue Ying quickly used the wind spirit palm mana to deal with it, but it was difficult to eliminate all the other party's flame palm mana, her delicate body was pushed out by the scorching force by a zhang distance, and her chest was surging, but she refused to give in, and then mentioned Dan Yuan's true qi, and tried her best to fight against it, and finally stood firm, but she was no longer able to hold back the surging qi and blood, and the corners of her mouth slowly oozed red.

Everyone in the stands had already seen that Xue Ying had already been defeated, and a disciple of the Deacon Hall wanted to shout the result, but was stopped by Hu Fangmei's sharp look.

Hu Fangmei didn't want her younger brother to kill the other party, but she needed to let her younger brother establish enough majesty, at the moment, this kind of victory could not establish enough majesty, if her younger brother could beat an opponent who was in the realm of Fasheng Danyuan and couldn't get up, it would be enough to deter others.

"Xue Ying, you should know by now how small you are in front of me, right?"

Hu Zexiu looked at Xue Ying, holding his arrogant head high, revealing an unstoppable smirk.

Xue Ying forcibly stood firm, wiped the blood stains from her lips with her beautiful hands like white jade, and said hatefully: "Despicable!"

Hu Zexiu didn't mind, he got closer to Xue Ying, lowered his voice and said: "As long as you promise to follow me, I won't make any more moves, you are now a little better to recuperate, and you can still become an outer disciple smoothly, if you don't agree......"

Before he could finish his words, Xue Ying's soft and boneless hand waved out and slapped Hu Zexiu's cheek.

Hu Zexiu dodged lightly, hid behind, slowly raised his palm, and exerted his mana again.

"I don't know what to do...... Flame Palm!"

Xue Ying had already felt Hu Zexiu's strong true qi, and she was afraid that she would not be able to resist it at the moment, but she would never easily bow her head and admit defeat, so she once again involved Dan Yuan and also displayed her mana.

"Wind Spirit Palm......

Some weak voices kicked up a cloud of dust, and some powerlessly faced Hu Zexiu's strong blazing cyclone.

She knew that the kind of mana she had now would be completely wiped out when she touched the right mana, and then she would be swallowed by the powerful scorching cyclone.

She only hated herself for her misery!

The two of them touched the mana and let out a concussive sound.

She had closed her eyes, waiting for fate to come, but she had no intention of giving in, and her posture was still proud.

"Ahh

There were bursts of exclamations around the stands, but Xue Ying no longer cared about all the sounds of the outside world, when she needed everyone's admiration the most, but she didn't get it, and now that she is about to be destroyed, she doesn't need it anymore!

The exclamation still did not stop, and Xue Ying still stood proudly.

She shouldn't have lasted so long, what's going on?

Suddenly, she seemed to feel a person standing beside her, and without a sound, she blocked all attacks for him, could it be a disciple of the Deacon Hall?

When Xue Ying's thoughts flashed out, the voice of the outside world came into her ears.

"It turned out to be a little crazy ......"

"He's finally showing up ......"

Xue Ying suddenly opened her eyes, and really saw Zhang Xiaofang, who had an indifferent smile on the corner of her mouth, standing beside her, blocking the Hong Hao mana released by Hu Zexiu with her own strength.