Dou Po: The down-and-out sect, sign in with Dou Di Ancestor

Chapter 161 Sifang Pavilion Tournament (End)

"Hmph, follow me back."

As soon as Venerable Huang Quan picked up Wang Chen's collar, he held it in his hand, and immediately flew away with his footsteps.

"Teacher, teacher, you are about to put it down, don't carry me like this, I don't want to lose face!"

"Clap!"

Accompanied by a burst of crisp applause, the screams stopped abruptly.

"Pfft!"

Mu Qingluan shook her head with a sweet smile, and then summoned her fighting spirit and flew to the high platform.

On the high platform, Venerable Jian looked at Venerable Huangquan seriously and said:

"Who just said you'd break your legs if you lose?"

"Broken leg??"

Wang Chen, who just stood still, turned even paler.

"It's none of your business, I'm just such a disciple, if you break it, stay with me!"

Venerable Huang Quan said angrily.

"Hahahaha, Venerable Huangquan, you really are not Huangquan at all."

Master Sword's laughter became even more presumptuous.

"Ye Changge, I see that you are an alchemist. Give me a few of these elixirs for healing wounds and restoring fighting spirit."

Venerable Huang Quan spoke to Ye Changge in a very rude manner.

"Haha, Ye Xiaozi, just give it to him."

It was rare for Venerable Feng to see Venerable Huangquan showing such a childish attitude, so he ordered Ye Changge with a smile.

"Here, these bottles of elixirs are all of the fifth grade, so they should be enough for Wang Chen to use."

Ye Changge raised his eyebrows and threw several bottles of elixirs to Lord Huang Quan.

"Thanks."

Seeing Ye Changge give him the elixir so straightforwardly, Venerable Huang Quan's tone softened a lot.

"call out!"

There was a sound of breaking wind, and Mu Qingluan landed lightly.

"teacher."

Mu Qingluan slightly bowed his head and said.

"Qingluan, quickly recover your grudge."

Venerable Wind nodded in satisfaction.

"is teacher."

"Mu Qingluan versus Wang Chen, Mu Qingluan wins."

"The next game will be between Mu Qingluan and Feng Qing'er. After 10 minutes, the final winner will be between the two of them."

Venerable Lei announced in a thunderous voice.

"boom!"

The atmosphere on the field suddenly heated up. They had seen the true strength of the Sifang Pavilion disciples in the previous two games, so the final battle would be even more exciting.

"Junior Sister, let's work hard. Feng Qing'er is very strong. Even Tang Ying from Wanjiange couldn't defeat her."

Ye Changge handed Mu Qingluan a Qi Cultivation Pill and whispered.

"Brother, I will."

Mu Qingluan nodded easily.

Just when Mu Qingluan closed his eyes and regained his fighting spirit, Feng Qing'er, who was standing behind Lord Lei, suddenly glanced meaningfully at Mu Qingluan and Ye Changge.

The time is quite short, and it is unusually hidden.

Ye Changge, who had an amazing sense of perception, looked back subconsciously, but everything was normal. He frowned slightly and then focused on Mu Qingluan.

After half an hour.

In mid-air, two beauties with fluttering long sleeves faced each other from afar.

Behind the two beautiful figures stood quietly a huge phantom across the sky, the phantom of the black phoenix against Tianluan!

In just 10 minutes, the two had displayed all kinds of dazzling fighting skills and confronted each other again and again, but they couldn't do anything.

While the audience on the sidelines were enjoying themselves, they were also guessing who would be the final winner of these two proud girls.

Now that he has finally reached this point, one move will determine the outcome!

"Buzz buzz!" The strange black phoenix statue behind Feng Qing'er suddenly flapped its wings, and the sky let out a long phoenix cry.

Just when Mu Qingluan was preparing to activate Tianluan's real body state with a solemn expression, there was a "bang", and the black phoenix icon suddenly turned into countless light spots and dissipated in the air.

"what??"

Mu Qingluan suddenly let go of her hands that were about to form a seal, and looked at the girl in the colorful dress opposite with a look of astonishment.

"I've run out of grudge, I admit defeat."

Feng Qing'er said calmly, her red lips slightly parted.

"The fighting spirit is exhausted, how could it happen?"

Venerable Lei frowned on the high platform and said in thought.

"Feng Qing'er, what the hell are you doing?"

Mu Qingluan put down her two jade arms and frowned slightly.

As an opponent who has fought against Feng Qing'er until now, Mu Qingluan knows very well that Feng Qing'er's grudge is definitely not exhausted, and may even be more than his own.

"call out!"

Feng Qing'er shook the colorful phoenix wings behind her and flew in front of Mu Qingluan.

Mu Qingluan didn't do anything but scattered the phantom of Tianluan behind him, and just looked at Feng Qing'er quietly.

Feng Qing'er's green and silver eyes glanced at the huge shadow that was gradually dissipating with interest, then she lowered her head to look at Mu Qingluan and said:

"This time, just think of it as me returning the favor to you."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Qing'er flew straight away from the field.

"Hmph, who wants you to let me go, I can still beat you with my strength!"

Mu Qingluan was slightly taken aback and then said angrily.

"Brother is all to blame, if he doesn't let Feng Qing'er go, I can defeat Feng Qing'er in a fair and just manner."

The more Mu Qingluan thought about it, the more angry she flew towards the high platform, she was going to settle accounts with her stinky senior brother!
"Teacher, I have lost."

On the high platform, Feng Qing'er said to Venerable Lei indifferently.

"It's nothing, it's just that the battle energy is exhausted, if you lose, you lose."

Venerable Lei raised his eyebrows and comforted him immediately.

It seems that his disciple has his own secret.

"In the final round, Mu Qingluan versus Feng Qing'er, Mu Qingluan won. The final winner of this Sifang Pavilion Conference is Mu Qingluan from Xingyun Pavilion. Therefore, the first of the four pavilions this time is Xingyun Pavilion, and The next Sifang Pavilion Conference will also be held at Xingyun Pavilion in the southern region of Zhongzhou."

Seeing that Mu Qingluan was also returning, Venerable Lei immediately patted his butt and got up and announced in an unusually bachelor manner.

"Then now, the meeting is over!"

After speaking, the four sages each showed their magical powers and flew to the sky with their disciples.

No, to be more precise, it should be the depths of Fenglei Pavilion, because they have more important things to discuss.

The crowd of people who had been fighting outside the square for a long time also began to slowly disperse after expressing their emotions with each other.

The next day.

There is a huge silver tower on the top of Lei Mountain in the Fenglei Mountains. This silver tower is fifty feet high, so high that it penetrates into the clouds.

And there are layers of rich thunder light lingering outside this silver giant tower, which looks unusually majestic and mysterious.

This is the Tianlei Pagoda, it is the cultivation secret realm of the Fenglei East Pavilion, and it is also the place where the core disciples of the Fenglei Pavilion practice the three thousand thunder moves and the three thousand thunder phantoms.

And now there are several figures standing here in front of the tower.

"what?"

"You said Feng Qing'er deliberately lost to you for my sake??"

An unbelievable voice suddenly sounded.

"Yes, she said it was to repay you for letting her go during the meeting in Tianshan Blood Pool."

"Hmph, it's all senior brother's fault. If it weren't for senior brother, I would have fought Feng Qing'er openly."

Mu Qingluan's wonderful eyes spread across the leaves and sang.

"Blame me?"

"If I had killed her then, who would you have competed with yesterday?"

"With Feng Qing'er's soul body?"

Ye Changge said with a strange expression.

(End of this chapter)