"Isn't it? It must be the owner of the cattle village who released the water, right? How can it be? ”

"How could it not be? That's the Illuminati! ”

"Good guy, I watched the moon worship a few days ago, and I thought that this saint was just beautiful, but I didn't expect that martial arts are so strong!"

"That's it! Our Highness the Holy Maiden, that is the most perfect existence! ”

……

The people in the audience whispered, Wen Ranran just walked back lightly, glanced at Xia Lihong, and the other party nodded slightly at him.

The first game is over, and the second game is Master Fang Jing against Ye Shaohua of the current Ling Xiao League, both of them belong to the peak level of the battle, but in the end, it is their own people inside, it should not be too much.

At least that's what Wen Ranran thought, along with Xia Lishuang, Xia Liyuan, and Ye Lingxiao, Du Brahma, too.

It's just that the painting style of these two people obviously belongs to the battle between martial arts powers, and for that Ye Shaohua, Wen Ranran doesn't know why, there is always a little strange feeling.

The other party is an existence that is a generation older than Ye Lingxiao, and he can be regarded as Ye Junmeng's grandfather.

It's just that from the time they entered to the present, the three people in the Ling Xiao Alliance haven't said a word, which is obviously unreasonable.

After all, the benign relationship between a sect should be like the current Xuanyi Pavilion, no matter how bad it is, it is also the relationship between Xia Liyuan and Shen Tong.

Moreover, for so many years, he has been pressed on the head by a junior, and it will not be too easy to think of this Master Ye Shaohua's heart?

Wen Ranran's prophecy came true.

As soon as the two of them came on the field, Master Fang Jing withdrew his Zen staff and replaced it with an iron rod that looked extremely thick, and Ye Shaohua was also carrying a long sword, making it clear that he wanted to fight with real swords and guns.

It's not neat...... Although it is said that one will always be eliminated, but ...... Just like the battle between Wen Ranran and Niu Daben just now, most of the clear-eyed people would not choose to bring weapons to the field after knowing that they were cooperating with the other organization, or even just to the point.

Fang Jing is just that, the iron rod, as long as the strength is controlled, it can also ensure that it does not hurt people, but what is the matter with Ye Shaohua's sword?

As soon as Qiu Nan, who was arrested to act as the host, finished speaking, Ye Shaohua broke through with a sword and rushed out directly, fortunately, Master Fang Jing was not a vegetarian, the long stick was able to block the opponent's attack, and there was a hint of surprise between his eyebrows.

Ye Shaohua turned a deaf ear, his body was like a ghost, and he rushed up again.

Master Fang Jing frowned, and could only hold a stick to resist.

Most of the people in the audience were applauding, but the faces of a group of people on the stage were very ugly, and Ye Shaohua's serious and desperate actions were basically out of the scope of competition.

"Sect Master Du...... I'm sorry! Ye Lingxiao's face sank like water, and he apologized to Du Brahma in a heavy voice.

Du Brahma also seemed to see something, and just shook his head with a smile, "Master Fang Jing's martial arts should be one level higher than Ye Daxia, and now if the two of them can stand in a tie, it won't be a bad thing for us!" ”

Ye Lingxiao nodded heavily.

Sure enough, this battle lasted for two sticks of incense, and after the two sticks of incense, Master Fang Jing's neck was scratched by sword qi with one more trace, and Ye Shaohua was also hit by the fine iron rod, thus spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Both of them stood still, uncomfortable.

Master Fang Jing withdrew his iron rod, glanced at Ye Shaohua, and did not speak, but just said Amitabha.

"Ye Daxia is very skilled, but if he continues to fight this time, he will be desperate...... Harmony is precious, but we still give the venue to young people, what do you think? ”

Ye Shaohua let out a heavy breath.

After fighting for so long, he also knew that the other party did not have the intention of killing at all, if he really moved the killing intention, then the one who was seriously injured and fell to the ground today would definitely be himself.

In desperation, he could only nod reluctantly.

Master Fang Jing touched the blood marks on his neck and looked at Qiu Nan on the side.

"This one is a draw, what do you think?"