Xuanhuan : Please dont take my chance again

Deliberately stuck in the last step of the Innate Ten Heavy Promotion Spirit Sea into the Small Cold Realm, and then break through in the Small Cold Realm, taking advantage of a big realm to win this gamble.

The approach of the Northern Snow Sect is really a bit shameless.

Thinking that everyone’s harvest this time would be won by the Northern Snow Sect in such a despicable way, the Disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were filled with some indignation.

“Shameless!”

A Spirit Sword disciple with a broadsword on his back took a sharp step forward, holding the hilt of his sword in his hand, glaring at him.

Someone from the Northern Snow Sect saw this and sneered, “What, Brother Feng Han’s brother Sheng Li Qingyang, you are still not convinced, you want to do it?” Yes, my Northern Snow Sect is always there. ”

Speaking of which, this man exudes a strong sense of war, which is far away from him, and is not weak at all.

This person was the second Du Xing of the Inner Gate of the Northern Snow Sect, and his strength was only under the cold.

Feng Han smiled and said loudly to the Side of the Spirit Sword Sect, “No problem, although you send people out at will, the ten in front of the inner door will be together, and I will continue together.” ”

With that said, as soon as the long sword was raised, the powerful momentum belonging to the Spirit Sea Realm recklessly rolled towards the Side of the Spirit Sword Sect, and many people, including the Broadsword Youth, retreated backwards.

“Fool people too much!”

The young man carrying the broadsword gritted his teeth in anger, and he couldn’t help but draw his sword: “What about the Spirit Sea Realm, fight with them!” ”

Li Qingyang reached out and pressed the handle of the other party’s sword and shook his head.

“Master and disciple Zhao Yuan, don’t be impulsive, we have no chance of winning this battle.”

The broadsword youth struggled for a while, and finally sighed heavily, and his right hand slipped weakly from the hilt of the sword.

Li Qingyang was right.

Even if the two disciples fought in a big fight, their Spirit Sword Sect would have no chance of winning.

Because they were already absent from the two disciples in the Inner Gate Ten this time, plus the other party had a Spirit Sea Realm Feng Han.

If a real fight broke out, the Spirit Sword Sect disciples would be overwhelmed in an instant, and the casualties would be heavy.

“Is it difficult for us to really concede defeat like this?”

Someone said reluctantly.

Li Qingyang looked at the invincible Feng Han, the essence in his eyes flickered, and said lowly: “The Spirit Sea Realm is just that, I want to break the Spirit Sea, it will be within a month or two.” When the time comes, it will be possible to get this field back

This time, let them run wild for a while. ”

“That’s all there is to it.”

Many Spirit Sword Sect disciples sighed softly, looking both unwilling and helpless, and could only watch Li Qingyang take a deep breath and announce, “In this gambling battle, we in the Spirit Sword Sect recognize…”

But before Li Qingyang could finish speaking, he saw a figure rush into the middle of the field like a ghost.

“Am I late?”

Both the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect and the Northern Snow Sect were stunned.

They saw a tall, handsome teenager appear in the middle of the field, staring intently at the two storage rings on the stone as a bet.

Who is this man?

Many people have such a thought in their minds.

There were also some people who knew this face, and their looks changed almost at the same time.

“It’s him!”

Ke Duanyue’s eyes widened, and seeing this familiar figure, the wound on his face seemed to begin to faintly hurt again.

Li Hanshan’s body also tensed violently, and he stared intently at the person in the field, and the green tendons on his forehead continued to burst out, as if he was suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart.

“Who is he?”

Beside him, Du Xing, who was the second in the inner door, couldn’t help but ask when he saw the two of them performing.

Ke Duanyue looked at Li Hanshan and smiled bitterly, “That’s the one, the Spirit Sword Sect disciple who stole our things…”

Du Xing was stunned, and his expression immediately became strange.

On the side of the Spirit Sword Sect, some people also recognized the identity of the teenager.

“It’s Gu Xuan! Gu Xuan is here! ”

The Spirit Sword Sect disciples who had been saved once by Gu Xuan from Li Hanshan’s hands were all very excited, as if they saw hope.

Lu Jiang’s face also showed a little joy, but it quickly turned bitter again.

Even if Gu Xuan came, what would happen?

Although he was strong, he was only born eight times, even Master Li Qingyang had been defeated, how could he defeat the Feng Han of the Spirit Sea Realm.

Seeing that some disciples were talking, Li Qingyang and others were also aroused by curiosity and could not help asking: “Who is this person?” Do you know? ”

Lu Jiang nodded and explained, “Two days ago, I personally saw him defeat Li Hanshan of the Northern Snow Sect with his bare hands. ”

“What?!”

“Defeat Li Hanshan, or with bare hands?” It’s really fake, he was born eight times, and his cultivation is not as good as mine. ”

Hearing what Lu Jiang said, the Lingjian Sect disciples were shocked and talked about it, and they couldn’t believe it.

Even Li Qingyang was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to open his mouth.

Zhao Yuan, who was carrying a broadsword, said even more directly: “Lu Jiang, are you not joking, Li Hanshan’s strength is even stronger than mine, this person is only eight times heavy, can he defeat Li Hanshan?” ”

Lu Jiang smiled bitterly.

Don’t say it was someone else, even if it wasn’t for him, if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed that Gu Xuan could do it.

This kind of thing is useless to explain, and you have to see it with your own eyes to confirm it.

Anyway, at this moment, the eyes of the whole audience were focused on Gu Xuan.

In Gu Xuan’s eyes, there were only two storage spirit rings connected to the Crimson Chance Thread.

“It’s okay, it’s not wrong..”

Gu Xuan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He practiced in the snow nest for a day, broke through the Gengjin Gang Qi to the second layer, and then hurried to come, almost missing this opportunity.

“Isn’t it enough to defeat you and take away these two rings?”

Gu Xuan asked Feng Han on the side.

Hearing this, Feng Han was stunned for a moment, and his expression gradually became strange.

The expressions of the disciples of the two factions who were watching also became strange, and looking at Gu Xuan’s eyes was like looking at a madman.

This innate eight-fold boy who came out of nowhere seemed to be preparing to challenge Master Feng Han in his words.

Did they hear that right?