Under the gaze of countless almost dull eyes, the three blood-colored figures whose fate was unknown in the center of the square made the sound of gasping cold air sounded above the stands.

They didn't expect that the arrogant True Sect newcomer they thought could really defeat the three True Venerable powerhouses, and it was only a matter of an instant.

"Cang, this guy. I didn't expect it to be able to."

Looking blankly at the white-clothed young man in the scene, Duanmu Rong exhaled lightly and muttered after a long time, she never thought that the young man who was following her would hide so deeply.

Hmph, it looks like I'm going to have some time to talk to him

"This is the end of the competition, the medical team will treat the wounded quickly!"

Xuan Zhenzi said in a deep voice at this time.

Hearing this, a group of white-robed personnel suddenly entered the field, and after carrying the three bloody bloody people on the stretcher, they hurriedly walked out of the field.

Chen Haoran still had an indifferent look, and the punishment given to the three of them was already the lightest.

Gently passing through the light mask, he came to Huo Zhengde under Xuan Zhenzi's surprised gaze, bowed slightly and said, "Master, the exercises you gave to the apprentice have already been practiced. ”

Huo Zhengde recovered from the shock, looked at Chen Haoran and said, "You, you just passed through that layer of light mask?"

Chen Haoran was stunned, then looked back, and saw that the seemingly weak light shield shrouded in the square suddenly came back to his senses, and smiled bitterly at the moment.

It seems that I am careless again.

Just when Chen Haoran didn't know how to answer, at this time, a disciple rushed over, ran to Xuan Zhenzi and said, "Hall Master, a middle-aged man came outside the hall gate and said that he wanted to see a disciple named Cang in our hall!"

Hearing this, Xuan Zhenzi glanced at Chen Haoran strangely, and said lightly, "You can step down, I will deal with this matter." ”

After the disciple left, Xuan Zhenzi slowly turned his head, looked at Chen Haoran and asked, "Cang, do you know the people outside?"

"Tell the hall master, the disciple doesn't know. ”

"That's right" Xuan Zhenzi pondered for a while, and then said, "Xuan Jianzi, let the disciples go back, Yueji, you are responsible for taking care of Zhengde and the sect, and this is also your responsibility." ”

Hearing this, Tsukihime's face was happy, and she glanced at Xuan Zhenzi gratefully, and there was a faint hint of embarrassment in the eyes of the two.

"Master, I can do it"

Huo Zhengde's face was a little distorted and said lightly to Xuan Zhenzi.

"No, how can you take care of yourself with this body, you won't dislike me, right?"

Yueji took Huo Zhengde's hand and looked directly into the other party's eyes and said.

With a wry smile, looking at the other party's aggressive gaze, Huo Zhengde had no choice but to obey.

Just when Xuan Jianzi and his disciples all left, and Yueji and Huo Zhengde left together with Lin Xueyao, Ling'er, and Xiaoqi, at this time, only Xuan Zhenzi and Chen Haoran were left in the entire square.

Looking around, Chen Haoran looked at Xuan Zhenzi who was looking at him with a smile rather unnaturally.

This was the first time he had been in contact with the latter at such a close distance, and under the other party's smiling gaze, Chen Haoran only felt as if he was exposed naked in front of the other party.

This old man can't be that

Chen Haoran glanced at Xuan Zhenzi suspiciously, and said with a dry smile, "Then, that hall master, I'm going to go out to see who is looking for the disciple."

"Hehe, then let's go"

Xuan Zhenzi didn't say anything, just looked at the former, Chen Haoran stiffened, and after saying goodbye to the latter, his feet were as if they were smeared with oil, and he left quickly.

"Hehe, this kid, are you afraid that I won't be able to eat him?"

Xuan Zhenzi stroked his beard and said lightly, "No wonder, this son actually got the technique of that senior, that mysterious footwork, it will never be wrong."

A shocking light flashed in his eyes, and his gaze gradually turned into the distance.

"Zhengde, you have succeeded, as long as you don't teach that kid that exercise, he will become the second Du Yunqian in a few years."

At this time, after Chen Haoran left the arena, he also felt a little inexplicable.

In the Xuantian Temple for half a year, no one has come to look for him, but at this time, someone actually took the initiative to indicate that he wanted to see him?

What the hell is going on?

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and the heart that had begun to be restless at noon was now becoming more and more intense.

Ximen Bixue won't have an accident, right?

Thinking of this, Chen Haoran's face changed, and the pace of jogging suddenly changed to a storm.

Ignoring the surprised gazes of the disciples on the trail, Chen Haoran poured his true qi into his feet, and in an instant, the whole person was like a white lightning.

Some of the disciples who were walking only felt a flower in front of them, and a strong wind brought it up, and then they saw a faint white afterimage flying towards the temple gate.

Within five minutes, Chen Haoran came to the door of the hall, asked the disciples guarding the door, and then walked out of the temple gate.

When he walked out of the temple gate, he saw a tall figure looking at the door, rubbing his hands from time to time, obviously extremely impatient.

Chen Haoran could see that people were coming, and his head was buzzing.

This person rushed to find herself, which already shows that she has encountered an accident.

Suppressing the uneasy emotions in his heart, a reluctant smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards the figure.

"Brother Junhui, what kind of wind is blowing for you?"

When Ximen Junhui saw Chen Haoran coming out of the palace gate at this time, he grabbed the latter's collar with some excitement and roared, "Where did you kid die, let my sister wait for you for half a year!"

"Huh?" Chen Haoran was stunned by Ximen Junhui's sudden move, and when he heard the news that Ximen Bixue had been waiting for him for half a year, he had to smile bitterly.

"How did you know I was here?"

"Asking around. Ximen Junhui let go of Chen Hao and said with a calm face, "This is the soul message that Xuemei gave you, you can see for yourself!"

After saying that, Ximen Junhui took out a chip from his arms and handed it to Chen Haoran.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Haoran still took it, and his spiritual sense gushed out and probed towards the chip in his palm.

"Cang, when you see my message, I must have encountered an accident, there is also an important news to inform you, there is now a demon sect called 'Hades' staring at you, their strength is very terrifying, now I am afraid that I have fallen into their hands, don't worry about me, after working hard to cultivate and become stronger, go and defeat this evil demon sect, and also, I will never forget those who are with you in the Northern Regions City, take care." ”

Holding the chip in his hand tightly, the astonishing tyrannical aura spread from all directions of his body, and even the disciples guarding the door looked at the white-clothed young man not far away as if they had seen a ghost.

"Zhan, if she makes the slightest mistake, I will definitely rest with you until death!!"

The roar that shook the sky resounded for hundreds of miles, and Chen Haoran's hair also turned back to pale, and an indescribable royal breath slowly seeped out from his body.

At this moment, there is no disciple named Cang in Xuantian Temple, and there is only a crusade named Cang!