"The poor monk lost. ”

After a pause, Xuankong woke up from the fiasco, and admitted defeat with a gloomy expression.

Although Gao Huan has a legend of defeating a heaven-level powerhouse, every martial artist has his own pride. Like Xuankong, he has absolute confidence in himself.

Before the battle, Xuankong was full of spirits, and challenging Gao Huan, a legend through the ages, was also the fastest way to prove himself. The fiasco of one move is a result that Xuankong could never have imagined beforehand. And such a result is also a near-devastating blow to Xuankong. A lifetime of hard cultivation seems to be a joke in front of Gao Huan.

After Xuankong finished speaking, he didn't say anything anymore. didn't even have the heart to say more polite words, and turned away gloomily.

The back of Xuankong's departure is lonely, bleak, and miserable.

Everyone on the field couldn't help but sympathize with Xuankong. Originally, with Gao Huan's reputation, it was not a shame for Xuankong to lose at his hands. But he was grabbed by the throat with one move, but the defeat was too miserable.

All the onlookers, including Xuankong himself, could not accept this fact. And Xuankong is the end, which also makes everyone else more vigilant.

The Gao Huan in front of him has a gentle smile and treats people sincerely, but once he makes a move, he is as fierce as a tiger and has a domineering attitude that swallows the world. If you want to be an enemy of this person, you must be absolutely careful and careful.

"Lord Wang, please give me more advice. Gao Huan said with a slight smile.

Xuanyuan Ming saw Gao Huan defeat Xuankong with one move, and that kind of domineering power made him secretly frightened. Although he stepped into the heavenly steps, he completely relied on the royal secret method. Xuanyuan Ming has killed a lot of people, but few have been killed by himself. He also killed some demonic beasts, but those were far from his cultivation. In his life, he has not experienced a real life-and-death struggle.

Even if his cultivation is one level stronger than Gao Huan, in the face of Gao Huan, who has experienced a hundred battles, Xuanyuan Ming is already cowardly before he fights. Hearing that Gao Huan invited to fight again, Xuanyuan Ming was angry and afraid.

"This Gao Huan actually has to make inches. Xuanyuan Ming glared at Gao Huan fiercely, Gao Huan was like this, and he also tore his face with him on the spot. Xuanyuan Ming didn't want to pretend to be any more decent.

The more this is the case, the more Xuanyuan Ming doesn't want to admit defeat in front of Gao Huan. He is dignified and noble, how can he bow his head to a rough man in the mountains and fields who is fortunate to enter.

Xuanyuan Ming's eyes were shining, his mind was racing, and he finally made up his mind, even if it was to expose his hidden power, he would not hesitate to do so. Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Ming pinched a small magic weapon in his sleeve. Under the impetus of Gang's force, the magic weapon emitted strange fluctuations, forming a resonance with a magic weapon somewhere in the distance.

This is a special teleportation device, through a special code, can be used to convey important information in a very secret way.

"Zhenjun's cultivation is becoming more and more profound, and he actually defeated the Xuankong Mage of Yanjing with one move, and this king also admires it......" Xuanyuan Ming was not in a hurry to answer Gao Huan, but looked at him left and right.

Lin Qiushui was pushed back by Gao Huan just now, seeing that Gao Huan was so strong and terrifying, he didn't dare to interject at this time.

Bai Sheng, who had been silent, suddenly said: "Zhenjun's style of White Tiger has both seven claws and gods, which is really eye-opening. ”

Bai Sheng's words were sincere, not sarcastic, but sincerely appreciative.

Gao Huan said casually: "It's over." Gao Huan sensed the fluctuation of the magic weapon on Xuanyuan Ming's body, although he didn't know what the specific effect was, he could guess a few points. Bai Sheng suddenly interjected at this time, although it was not a challenge, it was not to help Xuanyuan Ming delay time.

But Gao Huan didn't care, Xuanyuan Ming insisted on delaying time, and he couldn't help it. Since Xuanyuan Ming wanted to call someone, let him call him. If you can't kill him this time, it's better to pull out his minions first.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

There was a sudden thunderous roar in the sky, and everyone looked up, only to see a miserable green streamer coming from the sky. The roar was the sharp roar of the streamer breaking through the vitality.

can fly in the sky, and the momentum is still so huge, it can only be a heaven-level powerhouse.

The people present were all smart people, and most of them immediately thought about why this Heaven Rank powerhouse had come. Everyone looked at Xuanyuan Ming's eyes and became complicated.

The powerhouses of the Heavenly Rank are not ordinary people. With the pride of a heaven-level powerhouse, he will not become the entourage of that prince. This Eighth Prince's ability to command a heaven-moving powerhouse, his strength is so strong and his means are so clever that people have to be impressed.

"Boom ......"

The green rainbow fell like a meteor, bringing out a sharp pop that exploded over the bamboo forest. It was like a thunderclap, which made the faces of several shallow cultivators change suddenly.

A middle-aged man in green fell beside Xuanyuan Ming. This person's face was pale, his facial features were flat, his eyes were empty, and the whole person was like a dead corpse crawling out of the ground.

Xuanyuan Ming said proudly: "This is Master Xu of the Wandering Soul Sword, since Gao Zhenjun likes to challenge so much, why not fight with Master Xu." After a pause, he said, "I heard that Gao Zhenjun can defeat a Heaven Rank powerhouse, but no one has ever seen it. This time, let's also see with our own eyes the divine power of the true monarch. ”

The Soul Sword stood still, and although his empty eyes were looking at Gao Huan, he seemed to be in a daze, and there was no emotion or reaction in his big dilated eyes.

Gao Huan was slightly shocked in his heart, this person looked a little similar to Tao Zhi who had been refined into a heavenly corpse. However, this person obviously has a subtle anger, and it is not the same as the heavenly corpse. I don't know which demon sect's master was invited by Xuanyuan Ming.

This person looks like a martial artist, but in fact, he is a yang god out of his body. It's still a rare Heavenly Rank Sorcerer or Mage.

The Yang God looks no different from a real person, but it is a condensation of the soul and vitality, which is completely different from the real person. In the same way, the law phase of a heaven-level powerhouse can be a martial artist, but the yang god cannot.

Because the divine soul that makes up the yang god does not have the powerful divine will of a martial artist at all, even if he reluctantly uses martial arts, it has its form but no god.

However, the power of a sorcerer at the Yang God level is incomparably powerful when he casts a spell. Because the divine soul communicates directly with the vitality, the ingestion of the vitality is almost unlimited, and the casting of spells is handy. Moreover, the gathering of spirits is invisible, almost unrestricted, and it naturally has an advantage when fighting.

After entering the Heavenly Rank, the gap between a martial artist and a cultivator has become very small. In terms of pure destructive power, there was almost no difference between a Heaven-rank martial artist and a cultivator. But there are many changes in spells, and there are often incredible and wonderful spells, which are difficult for martial artists to achieve.

Gao Huan has also killed several Heavenly Ranks, but they are all martial artists. The old Dao of the Imperial Soul was a cultivator, but he was destroyed by Yuan Zhen's palm, and he didn't have time to show the strength of the Heavenly Rank Magician.

The old Dao of the Imperial Soul died so aggrieved, it can only be said that Yuan Zhen is too strong. It's not a Heaven Rank Magician.

Regarding the upstream soul sword, Gao Huan didn't dare to be careless.

Seeing Gao Huan silent, Xuanyuan Ming was even more proud. He was pressed by Gao Huan step by step before, and he lost face. Now it's finally out of my heart.

"Zhenjun, it can't be scared, right?" Xuanyuan Ming sneered.

Gao Huan smiled, "The prince is really interesting, I want to ask the prince about the "Sword of the Son of Heaven", the prince pushes left and right, but sends a heaven-level powerhouse, what does it mean?" Gao Huan said calmly: "I'm not afraid, but I saw that the prince retreated." ”

Xuanyuan Ming sneered: "Zhenjun still wins Teacher Xu first, and then let's talk to this king." Then he said excitedly: "Teacher Xu is a heaven-level powerhouse, and no one will laugh at you even if Zhenjun is afraid." Zhenjun, don't hold on, the battle is dangerous, in case you are injured, it will not be good!"

Gao Huan and Xuanyuan Ming, who tore their faces, were already fighting each other-for-tat, and no one would give in. The tension between the two is something that even a fool can see is wrong.

Lin Qiushui secretly complained in his heart, seeing that a dinner party would become a battlefield of life and death, this was the trouble. The other people who came to join in the fun were silent at this time, and no one dared to speak out. At this time, it is likely to offend Gao Huan and Xuanyuan Ming together.

Bai Sheng, Kong Jun, and Xuanyuan Tong are all happy to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. They have no special relationship with Xuanyuan Ming, but they have a competitive relationship with Gao Huan.

In a few days' time, the dragon and tiger will be held to decide seven strong men. Although as long as you make it to the top seven, you can. can be as proud as them, whose goal is not only to enter the top seven, but also to defeat the heroes in this ring and become famous in one fell swoop.

And among them, Gao Huan, who has the most fame, is naturally one of the most powerful enemies. It is naturally best to be able to see Gao Huan's reality clearly before the ring.

Among all of them, only Hai Xiuqian and Lingyun Feiyun would be worried about Gao Huan's safety. However, Hai Xiuqian was looking forward to it, she was full of confidence in Gao Huan, believing that Gao Huan would definitely be able to kill all enemies.

Lingyun Feiyun was not as optimistic as Hai Xiuqian, and when he saw that his opponent was a heaven-level powerhouse, he couldn't help but raise his heart. It's just that in this case, they can't help anything, and they don't even have the qualifications to speak.

Gao Huan looked around for a week before he said unhurriedly: "Being able to fight with a Heavenly Rank cultivator is also unwanted. But," Gao Huan paused.

Xuanyuan Ming said impatiently: "But what, just say it!"

"However, since it's a banquet, why don't you have a good time, how about we bet on the lottery?"

Xuanyuan Ming pondered: "Gambling on the lottery, this bastard is really confident in himself! Is this king still afraid of you!" Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Ming said: "What do you want to bet on?"

Gao Huan took out the Phantom God and poked the soul blade, and said casually: "If you bet on Yiqing, you can bet on this ninth-order low-grade spiritual weapon." Gao Huan is also easy to come, and he doesn't feel distressed when he takes it out. You must know that this spiritual artifact can be the treasure of the town sect of the Divine Dao, and it is invaluable.

"Hiss......"

Many people below gasped at the same time. Small bet? Ninth Order Lower Grade Spiritual Weapon? This Gao Huan's shot is really scary. A seventh-order low-grade spiritual weapon is enough for a person to snatch his head. A ninth-order low-grade spiritual weapon, even if this spiritual weapon looks very evil, no one will dislike it. Take it out for auction, it's at least a billion gold to start auctioning.

Xuanyuan Ming was also shocked by the "buzz" of his brain, even if this spiritual weapon was underestimated, its value was terrifying. Although he has a thick net worth, he can't take out such a ninth-order inferior spiritual weapon.

Xuanyuan Ming's face turned pale, and he hesitated again and again: "Okay, bet." ”

(To be continued)