"If you can't suffer a loss, even if it's a fake reward, then you can only accept your fate, and you can't judge with the saint, right?"

Pixiu, the god of war, said: "Why can't it, I said that I would give a reward, but now I give a fake one, isn't that a hooligan?"

Qing Zhan said: "If you really play hooligan, what else can you do?

The god of war Pixiu pursed his lips, and then said with a smile: "Then forget it, fake is fake, it's not a big deal." ”

Qing Zhan smiled, then looked meaningfully at the God of War Pixiu and said, "The axe in your hand is the God of War Axe?"

The god of war Pixiu smiled and said, "You can see this?"

"The heirloom treasures of our Pixiu clan have returned to the Pixiu clan, which is really a blessing for our clan. Qing Zhan said with emotion.

"This God of War axe was rusty before, my father said that this is a treasure, let me bring it for self-defense, but I was almost killed, but after this thing sucked my blood, it actually transformed, and I knew that this is the God of War axe of my Pixiu clan. ”

The God of War Pixiu gushed endlessly: "Just when I was fighting just now, this God of War Axe didn't know what was going on, and it suddenly became much stronger than before. ”

After Qing Zhan heard this, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and Qing Xue stabbed the God of War Pixiu silently, but the God of War Pixiu did not reflect at all.

Qing Xue sighed in her heart, she glanced at Qing Zhan quietly, and she was secretly sweating in her heart.

"Since it is the heirloom of our clan, then you must protect it, and don't lose it. Qing Zhan admonished.

"Don't worry, I can't throw it away in my hands. Pixiu, the god of war, patted his chest and swore solemnly.

Qing Zhan smiled, and then didn't say anything more.

At this time, on the Fang Cun platform, the battle of the third group had ended, and the battle of this third group was Xuanyuan Xuan of the Yaochi Immortal Sect and Duan Xu of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect.

In the end, it was Duan Xu of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect who fell to the ground, and Xuanyuan Xuan also narrowly won, almost narrowing the square inch platform to square inches, and the two of them would definitely die at that time.

After Xuanyuan Xuan got the reward and stepped out of the ring, Jiuzi, who had a bye, stood up, and after looking at Yu Tianbao, Qingzhan and Xuanyuan Xuan, he finally pointed at Xuanyuan Xuan and said, "Then I'll challenge her." ”

Xuanyuan Xuan had just finished a battle, and now he was going to fight Jiuzi again, and many people felt that Jiuzi was a bit of a bully.

Xuanyuan Xuan didn't say anything, and walked up to the square inch platform without hesitation, and at this time, the sage said: "Since Xuanyuan Xuan has already fought a battle, and the strength consumption is huge, it is only fair that he must return to his peak state to be able to compete." ”

After speaking, the saint waved his hand, and a strong force entered Xuanyuan Xuan's body, Xuanyuan Xuan's breath quickly skyrocketed, and then recovered to its peak state in an extreme time.

Xuanyuan Xuan immediately saluted the saint and said, "Thank you, the saint senior. ”

The saint's expression was flat and did not respond.

Xuanyuan Xuan turned around, looked at Jiu Zi, and then carved the words on the stone platform for half a quarter of an hour.

Jiuzi also carved three words on the stone platform for half a quarter of an hour, and after the stone platform disappeared, two equally beautiful women fought on the square inch platform.

Although she is a beautiful woman, she is not ambiguous at all when it comes to fighting, and the attacks of both are extremely fierce, and they both want to kill each other in the shortest possible time.

Watching the battle between Jiuzi and Xuanyuan Xuan, it was like enjoying a wonderful performance, the actors were so beautiful, and the content of the performance was so gorgeous and wonderful.

Fang Cuntai is shrinking rapidly, and the attack speed of the two is also desperately accelerating, becoming more and more ferocious, almost trying their best.

Nine Purple Even the Nine Tails were exposed, the Nine Tails continued to attack, Xuanyuan Xuan held a purple long sword, the fairy power surged, condensed with the long sword, and killed a terrifying sword aura, constantly colliding with the Nine Tails.

The strength of both of them is rapidly depleting, but no one can kill anyone, and the square inch platform has been reduced by more than half, and at this speed, it will soon shrink to square inches.

The disciples of the Yaochi Immortal Sect all sweated for Xuanyuan Xuan, and the people of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan also sweated for Jiuzi, these are all the leaders of the younger generation, and the forces on both sides will not be willing to let them die here.

However, the reality is often cruel, and the square inch platform is shrinking smaller and smaller, but their battle is not over.

Jiuzi and Xuanyuan Xuan also exhausted their spare strength, but the two sides were evenly matched, and they could only watch the square inch platform shrink, and finally shrank to square inches, and the figures of the two disappeared in an instant.

"Senior Sister Xuan'er......" Ruoxi's eyes flashed with tears, her lips trembled slightly, and her heart was extremely sad.

The disciples of the Yaochi Immortal Sect also had ruddy eyes and were sad.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan and the entire Nine Demon Hall were silent for a while, Jiuzi's weight in the Nine Demon Hall was still very sufficient, and among the younger generation, there were not many people who could reach the level of Jiuzi.

"Sister Jiuzi......" Qinghai's eyes were also red, and a sentimentality welled up in his heart.

People from other forces are also sad, two beauties who are so captivating to the country and the city, but in the end they end up with such a result, which will naturally cause many young people to sigh.

As soon as the battle on the eighth floor of Xuan Xian was over, many people quickly came out of the sadness just now, because the highlight of this martial arts competition was about to begin.

The battle between the nine layers of Xuan Immortal is about to start.

There were a total of thirteen Xuanxian Ninth Layer present, all of whom were leaders among the disciples of the thirteen major forces, and they were also the most prominent young people among the younger generation in this era, and the competition between them had been going on and had never stopped.

It's just that this time it's completely put on the table, and it's a battle of life and death.

This time, the best result is that only six people can survive, and if these six people survive, they will definitely become the brightest stars of this era and will become the focus of attention.

The thirteen Xuan Immortal Nine-Layer Heavenly Prides were also gearing up, and they couldn't bear it for a long time, wanting to fight their way out among them and prove themselves.

"Next, in the competition of the ninth layer of Xuan Xian, thirteen people drew lots, and one person had a bye, and the rules were the same. The saint's expression didn't change much, and he was still so calm.

After he hit thirteen rays of light, all thirteen of them caught a ray of light, and a number was displayed in the palms of their hands.

After the thirteen people looked at the numbers in their palms, they all looked at the others, as if looking for their opponents.

"Seven byes, after the other six groups of battles are over, you can choose one person to fight. The saint said lightly.

Then, the Reikong with the number seven walked out.

Seeing such a result, many people were disappointed, and they still wanted to watch the battle between Lingkong and the Emperor.

After the spirit sky came out, the sage said, "The first group begins. ”

After the sage's words fell, Yi Huantian, who was holding the number one, and the eldest grandson You, who was holding the number three, walked onto the square inch platform.

"Senior Brother actually competed with Yi Huantian, it's okay, as long as you don't meet Yundao, Demon God, Emperor, Lingkong, these people, Senior Brother still has a good chance of winning. Lu Ao said.

"Yi Huantian's strength is not bad, and it is difficult to say whether the final winner will be defeated. Ye Chen's expression was a little solemn, and he couldn't make any judgment at this stop.

After Yi Huantian and the eldest grandson You walked on the square inch platform, the stone platform rose, and Yi Huantian carved on the stone platform without hesitation: half an hour.

The eldest grandson You also wrote down half an hour very neatly, and the two can be regarded as relatively "tacit".

After the stone platform disappeared, the eight-winged light behind Yi Huantian flickered, and a huge eight-winged phantom appeared, and the momentum of the whole person became extremely terrifying in vain.

Eldest Sun You did not show weakness, a cold power surged out, and the Qingyu Heavenly Cold Sword in his hand had condensed into a layer of cold frost, exuding a piercing chill.

After the two of them roared, they rushed towards each other, the strength of Changsun You's body was rapidly increasing, and when the two met, the momentum was raised to the limit, and a sword slashed down, and the snowflakes flew all over the sky, killing Yi Huantian.

The eight wings behind Yi Huantian were flashing rapidly, setting off a violent wind, and this strong wind set off huge waves, resisting all the snowflakes, and rebounding towards Changsun You's side.

Eldest Sun You roared, his hands quickly sealed, and the Qingyu Tianhan Sword was suspended in front of his chest, humming and trembling.

"Qingyu Heavenly Cold Realm!" Eldest Sun You unleashed his hole cards, and a cold aura quickly condensed, forming a terrifying enchantment.

When Yi Huantian entered the Qingyu Heavenly Cold Realm, all of his power quickly condensed, even the air was solidified, and nothing could still move after entering the enchantment.

Yi Huantian saw that the eldest grandson You had used the Qingyu Heavenly Cold Realm, he suddenly snorted coldly, his hands were also quickly sealed, and as soon as he pulled his hands, a spear appeared in his hand.

The silver light of this spear flickered, and the immortal power on it surged, and the runes were lit up under the urging of the immortal power, and they seemed to be completely activated, constantly trembling, as if they wanted to get out of Yi Huantian's hand.

Yi Huantian snorted coldly and said, "Look at how my Sky Splitting Spear broke through your Qingyu Heavenly Cold Realm." ”

Yi Huantian said, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed towards Changsun You. The spear turned into a silver light, struck out like lightning, and finally stabbed on the Qingyu Heavenly Cold Realm.

The silver spear slowly entered the Qingyu Heavenly Cold Realm, and the part that entered was immediately covered with a layer of frost, and the frost became more and more frustrating, making the spear grow several times.

However, at this moment, Yi Huantian roared again, and the spear shook, and all the frost wrapped on it was shattered, and at this time, the Qingyu Heavenly Cold Realm also shook, as if it was about to be broken.