Gu Xingchen in the floating light ring heard Qing Zhenming's rebuttal, and smiled coldly: "Haha, let your tongue be like a spring, Xiao Cheng didn't come, he didn't come, and if he didn't come, he was cowardly!"

The hundreds of Sword Pavilion disciples on Tianmu Mountain were stunned when they heard this, what Gu Xingchen said was reasonable, no matter what, Uncle Xiao just didn't appear, this is to avoid but not fight.

Gu Xingchen looked at the female elder referee of the Tianmu Sect on the platform, and asked, "Elder Yue, I don't know if it can be judged that Xiao Cheng gave up the battle and was defeated?"

The female elder looked at the incense burner on the incense burner, which had already burned four-fifths, and there was still one-fifth left, and shook her head indifferently and said, "A stick of incense has not been burned yet, please wait a little longer!"

Gu Xingchen nodded, only one-fifth of a stick of incense was left, but it was only three minutes, he was not in a hurry, since Xiao Cheng hadn't appeared for so long, it would definitely not come.

Tan Jianyun on the rooftop was as heavy as water, his fists in his long sleeves were clenched, and he had planned to let the eldest disciple kill Xiao Cheng, so as not to have a life-and-death decisive battle nine years later, but he didn't expect Xiao Cheng to avoid a fight, so that his calculation fell into the void.

"Xiao Cheng, are you going to show up? You are really cowardly, if you come out to fight me now, I promise not to kill you!" Gu Xingchen sneered.

"You are less proud, our little uncle must have something to delay, maybe he is crossing Wushan with your junior sister, and he will definitely come later.

Besides, you are ten years older than Uncle Xiao, and you are embarrassed to bully the small, you really have a face!" Qing Zhenming's face was not good-looking, and he scolded coldly, but his tone was a few points weaker than before, Xiao Cheng didn't come, so he couldn't speak.

Before Qing Zhenming could continue to say anything, a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder, patted him on the shoulder, and a cold voice came from behind him: "Boy, can you accumulate some virtue?

Qing Zhenming heard the voice coming from behind him, turned around in ecstasy, and saw Xiao Cheng looking at him with a weird smile, and said in surprise: "Little uncle, you are finally here, hehe, isn't this to help you talk to Uncle Shi?"

Xiao Cheng's appearance instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the top of the mountain, and they all looked at Xiao Cheng, either looking forward to it, or excited, or rejoicing.

Of course, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion and the Tianmu Sect hope that Xiao Cheng can fight with all his might, while the others are different, if Xiao Cheng doesn't come, then he can easily win a lot of spirit stones, so not everyone wants Xiao Cheng to show up.

There were hundreds of thousands of cultivators gathered on Tianmu Mountain, and there was a commotion, whispering to each other.

At the same time, Gu Xingchen also noticed Xiao Cheng's appearance, originally thought that Xiao Cheng would not come, but he didn't expect Xiao Cheng to appear at the last moment, which made him feel a little disappointed.

However, whether Xiao Cheng comes or not is good for him, as long as Xiao Cheng walks into the ring, he has 100% certainty of killing Xiao Cheng, even if he will be injured, but in the future, the head master will definitely be good to him, and it will be more successful to become the master of the Sword Gate in the future.

The corners of Gu Xingchen's mouth hooked up a cruel and cold smile, and he shouted coldly: "Since you are here, why don't you come up to fight with me......?"

Xiao Cheng looked up at Gu Xingchen in the floating ring, showed a faint smile, and said casually: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, I slept too late last night, so I overslept and made you wait for a long time, I'm very sorry.

But I didn't expect you, as the first disciple of the Sword Gate, to scold the street like a shrew, which really disappointed me! Is this the style of your Sword Gate? Sure enough, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked!"

Xiao Cheng actually overslept, and countless cultivators on Tianmu Mountain were in an uproar, such an important matter, Xiao Cheng would oversleep, this is undoubtedly a kind of irony and contempt for Gu Xingchen.

Of course, Xiao Cheng didn't really oversleep, but in the small world, there is not much concept of time, and there is no day and night in the small world.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, since you're here, hurry up, I can't wait to kill you!" Gu Xingchen's expression changed, he scolded Xiao Cheng before, and he did fall a little, but at that time, he only thought about how to make Xiao Cheng lose face.

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Cheng shook his head, and did not fly into the ring for the first time.

"Hmph, what else is there to wait for, don't come up and die soon!Today next year will be your death day!" Gu Xingchen said coldly.

Xiao Cheng was stunned and couldn't help laughing, Gu Xingchen's last sentence was too familiar, the villains in martial arts TV series said so, and the end was extremely miserable.

Xiao Cheng ignored Gu Xingchen's scolding, and asked Qing Zhenming which handicap dealer was more reliable, so he came to the place where he placed his bets and handed over fifty top-grade spirit stones to the dealer.

The dealer couldn't help but be startled when he saw that Xiao Ling had fifty high-grade spirit stones in his hand, wiped the sweat on his forehead, accepted all the spirit stones that Xiao Cheng bet on, and gave Xiao Cheng a betting voucher.

When the cultivators saw Xiao Cheng bet fifty top-grade spirit stones at one time, I am afraid that it was the biggest bet this time, they were all surprised, could it be that Xiao Cheng already had the determination to win?

Gu Xingchen stood in the floating ring, seeing that Xiao Cheng still had the leisure to bet and hang him aside, his face was extremely ugly, which was simply a humiliation and contempt for his Chi Guoguo.

Xiao Cheng accepted the voucher for the bet and was about to fly into the ring, when a female disciple wearing a Kunlun Taoist robe suddenly appeared in front of him, took out a note, and said softly: "I've seen Xiao Daoyou, this is what the little master and ancestor ordered me to give to you!"

Xiao Cheng took the note, opened it suspiciously, and saw that a line of elegant italic calligraphy jumped into view, and the words were as beautiful as his person.

"I wish you victory and triumph, and persuade your subordinates to be merciful. [,!] Don't hurt the heavens, it's good for your benevolence and prestige!"

Xiao Wei finished the words on the note, put the note away, showed a pleased smile, sighed Ning Qianxi's kindness, knowing that Ning Qianxi didn't want him to kill people on the one hand, and on the other hand, out of consideration for his reputation, if he killed Gu Xingchen, it would definitely damage his reputation.

Xiao Cheng was noncommittal, raised his eyes to look at the rooftop, and saw Ning Qianxi sitting in the audience, bowing slightly to him if he didn't have anything.

Xiao Cheng retracted his gaze, turned around and tapped his toes, and the sword flew towards the floating light ring.

Xiao Cheng easily landed in the ring, looked back at the female elder referee on the platform, and asked, "Dare to ask the elder, Gu Xingchen can send thirty high-grade spirit stones!"

"I've already received thirty high-grade spirit stones!" the female elder replied softly.

"Okay!" Xiao Cheng nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, threw the four-grade magic weapon that had been prepared to Que Tai, and said with a smile: "This is my color head, a mouthful of four-grade magic weapon, please put it away!"

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