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Seeing the eyes of the man in yellow, the surrounding Qinglan Realm masters who originally wanted to come out lowered their heads one after another, Mo Leng is not a nameless junior in Qinglan Realm, he broke through to the master of a first-grade Xuan Immortal five months ago, but he was defeated with a wave of his hand, their strength is not much higher than Mo Leng, and it is useless to go up, besides, it seems that the man in yellow has not even shown seventy percent of his strength.

The more this was the case, the more arrogant and smug the expressions of those people became, and they even laughed unscrupulously at the end.

In the middle of the term, an old man stroked his beard and said: "Yang Fan, your strength has increased significantly compared to the year before last, it seems that you are enough to make a name for yourself in this battle for the Cave Spirit True Heaven."

The name of the person who made the shot was Yang Fan, and he was also well-known in Yijing, and his cultivation reached the second-grade Xuan Immortal, and it was precisely because these people were so good at cultivating that they dared to be so arrogant and rampant.

Yang Fan said indifferently: "Defeating a waste is not something to be proud of, but it will damage my prestige, in my opinion, except for Cao Zihao and Lu Linyu in Qinglan Realm, both of them are waste, let's hurry up and go back to cultivate, the shame of the province has lowered the level of the battle."

As he spoke, Yang Fan's eyes looked upstairs and his head raised.

The people in the surrounding Qinglan Realm felt very aggrieved, their faces turned red, most of them came to fight for a chance to see the battle for the Cave Spirit True Heaven, but they were so humiliated before they started.

"Let's go"

Some of the humiliated Qinglan Realm masters got up directly and prepared to leave, but some people still sat there and didn't leave.

Seeing this, Yu Taiya couldn't help but snort coldly: "This person in Yijing is really arrogant, he really doesn't take my Qinglan Realm seriously."

Ten didn't hurt her interests, and she didn't bother to ask, but the lord of Yijing was the seventeenth son, and the seventeenth prince helped her second sister Tan Tai Tong, so Tan Tai Ya was a little unhappy in her heart.

Wen Qingye's face was as indifferent as water, and he always looked at the teacup in his hand.

Above the fifth floor, the large space is divided into several private rooms.

Among them, there is a private room on the far left.

A middle-aged man smiled lightly, and said to a young man next to him whose face was as pale as snow: "The people of this Yijing are really arrogant and infinite, so mocking you Qinglan Realm, you can still sit here like Mount Tai safely, amazing"

This middle-aged man is the veteran master of Jiubei Realm, Zhao Feng, and the pale young man opposite is the first day of the Hundred Ghost Sect, Cao Zihao.

Cao Zihao smiled coldly and glanced at Zhao Feng indifferently, "What does this have to do with me?

Fang Cai Yang Fan also made it clear that everyone in Qinglan Realm except for Lu Linyu and Cao Zihao is a waste, and this is what he said to Cao Zihao.

Cao Zihao said proudly: "On the contrary, I think what Yang Fan said is good, there is some truth, in addition to Lu Linyu in Qinglan Realm, how many people are my enemies?"

Zhao Feng glanced at Cao Zihao and nodded, although Cao Zihao's words were indeed a little arrogant, but I had to admit that he did have this strong strength.

"I heard that there is another ...... in your Qinglan Realm named Wen Qingye."

Before Zhao Feng's words were finished, he was interrupted by Cao Zihao, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "That Wen Qingye is just a clown who jumps off the beam, this time I know that he also came to participate in this battle, if I meet him on the stage, I will definitely remove his bones one by one, and then break them."

When Zhao Feng saw this, he couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat in his heart for this Wen Qingye, the people of the three realms knew that Lu Linyu was insidious, murderous, and liked to play tricks, didn't they know that Cao Zihao was even more terrifying, and he treated the enemy even more ferociously and ruthlessly.

In the private room not far away, two men and a woman were also paying attention to the battle below.

One of the men was burly and powerful, looking at the man, he felt that the mountain was imposing, and his cultivation was even more vigorous and vigorous, and it was fascinating, and the man next to him was very delicate, and the woman was seven or eight points similar to this handsome man.

The man with the momentum of the mountains is known as the first genius of the Three Realms, and has the blood of the King of Stone, and the man and woman next to him are the two heroes of Yijing, Mu Feng and Mu Yu.

Mu Feng retracted his thoughts and laughed: "What Yang Fan said is really happy, not bad, not bad"

When he heard Mu Feng's words, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Oh, Brother Mu seems to have long been unpleasant to the people in the Qinglan Realm?"

Mu Feng didn't speak, and Mu Yu on the side snorted coldly: "The people in Qinglan Realm are just a group of wine bags and rice bags, this Cave Spirit True Heaven is shared with them, it is simply an insult to our identity, I see when this Cave Spirit True Heaven is only fought for by the two realms of my Yi Realm and Jiubei Realm, it is a good thing, and it is a waste of resources to save money."

At that time, Mu Feng, Mu Yu's parents were the masters of the Yi Realm, cultivated to be strong, ambitious, and wanted to take down the Qinglan Realm, but at that time, there were many masters in the Qinglan Realm, and they were extremely united, in the Qinglan Realm, the tide canyon at the junction of the Yi Realm, everyone shot together to kill Mu Feng, Mu Yu's parents, and then the Yi Jing fell into the hands of the seventeenth prince.

Therefore, Mu Yu and Mu Feng hated the masters of Qinglan Realm very much, as if they had become a knot in the hearts of the two of them for so many years.

A murderous intent appeared in his cardigan's eyes, and he pointed at the people in Qinglan Realm who were about to leave, and said, "Yu'er, if you don't like it, I will kill all those people."

Mu Yu's eyes were cold and ruthless, staring downward, and said coldly: "I can kill myself, I don't need you to make a move"

"Okay"

Zhang Cardigan finally nodded helplessly, and then said: "Yu'er, if you need it, I can take action for you at any time, kill whoever you say."

Mu Yu pursed her lips lightly and remained silent.

And Mu Feng on the side looked at the cardigan, his heart suddenly moved, and an idea came to his mind.

The fourth floor of Xuanyue Building.

Yang Fan sneered at the departing people and said, "The people of Qinglan Realm are just a bunch of waste, and it's just a waste of time to come to participate in the battle, it's better to go back early."

Regarding Yang Fan's ridicule, everyone present was silent, and no one spoke up.

"You've got a lot of words"

Suddenly, a calm voice echoed softly throughout the fourth floor.

Yang Fan originally turned his body and froze, and then his eyes showed a terrifying divine light, looking in the direction of the sound, a young man sat there indifferently, his expression was like a pool of unclear seawater.

Although Wen Qingye didn't look down on this Yang Fan in his heart, but now that this situation happened to be an opportunity for Wen Qingye to establish a prestige in the Qinglan Realm, he naturally wouldn't ignore it.

Yang Fan frowned, and said coldly: "Boy, are you from Qinglan Realm?"

There is one more chapter, which is being written, everyone go to bed early, and I will try to write a few more chapters ^_^ tomorrow when the four chapters are finished.

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