At this time, some people had already started a competition on the stage. Each sect had unique skills from each sect. Some people used swords and some used swords. The sound of swords colliding when fighting was particularly harsh, and it made people feel that their blood was boiling.

The people who competed on the stage competed each other in one move. Now the people who competed on the stage should be the sects who are good at usually have good relationships. They just stopped by the point, and it would be easier to win.

Then the next game started.

Meng Li stared at the people competing on the stage in a constant staring, and Ran Pingliang asked in a thoughtful manner:

"Miaosi, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid." Meng Li said two words lightly.

Born in a world where strength is the most respected, Meng Li has seen many bloody killings.

Ran Pingliang nodded, his eyes turned in one direction, and said to Meng Li:

"Look at that."

Meng Li followed Ran Pingliang's eyes and saw a group of people wearing green uniforms sitting together.

Sitting in the middle was a middle-aged man with outstanding temperament and a blue shirt, with a bit of a fairy-like look. At this moment, he looked at the stage calmly and whispered to the people around him from time to time.

Meng Li guessed that it should be the master of the Divine Doctor Valley.

"That's the people from the Divine Doctor Valley. After the competition is over, I will take you to find them and ask them to treat you." Ran Pingliang said.

Meng Li just said lightly: "Thank you."

"No, you and I are husband and wife, so you don't need to be so polite." Ran Pingliang's voice was not loud, but Meng Li just heard it clearly.

I heard Ran Pingliang explain again:

"The people from the Divine Doctor Valley arrived two days ago. After arriving, they went to treat the stubborn disease for Master Ling, so I was not inconvenient to go and ask for it."

"After the competition is over, they should have finished their work, and we are going to seek medical treatment."

"Don't worry, I have a little friendship with the Divine Doctor Valley, and they will definitely give me this little face."

Ran Pingliang promised.

Even Ran Pingliang didn't feel that he would be unconsciously pleased when talking to Meng Li now.

Because Meng Li was so cold to him, he unconsciously wanted to please Meng Li.

But if Meng Li becomes a good wife again and looks deeply in love with him, he will be happy for a while, but he will definitely become very cold afterwards.

In general, it's cheap.

Meng Li nodded calmly, but she felt a little nervous inside. When she first came to this world, her body was weak, depressed, had bad complexion and was sick.

But after she came, she had no knots and was not depressed, and she had no symptoms at all.

I also took so many Chinese medicines and tonics.

After exercising for such a long time, my body is very good.

Pretending to be sick is mainly to escape from Ran Pingliang's proposal to stay in her room.

Bad health is her eternal excuse.

I'm afraid that people from the Divine Doctor Valley will know that she is pretending to be sick as soon as she is diagnosed.

Or she would practice the skills she practiced during her lifetime, and would self-harm and vomit blood for a few days, so she would definitely be diagnosed with illness.

depressed!

Afterwards, several more games were played, and some people were merciless at all, so naturally some people were seriously injured and carried down.

Everyone claims to be a well-known faction. If it weren't for the big hatred and hostile relationship, they would not be willing to directly kill their opponents on stage and gain a reputation of cruel and bloodthirsty death.

But some of them were lifted down after leaving a breath for the other party, but the ability to save them was not very good.

Even if you can save it, it is easy to leave stubborn diseases, and it is almost impossible to practice in the future.

When it was Wuya Palace's turn, Ran Pingliang first sent a few disciples to compete. The disciples were very successful and won the opponent with great glory, which made Ran Pingliang very happy.

The disciples also had joyful smiles on their faces, which was a proof of their own strength.

The afternoon is the exchange between the leaders, and this is the highlight, because the strength of a leader is the strength of a sect.

Meng Li looked at the leader of the martial arts world. The old god was sitting in the audience, stroking his beard with his hands from time to time. He seemed very confident. No one could defeat him in this generation.

The heads all have very strong internal strength, so the competition between them is even more exciting.

The atmosphere at the scene was not as relaxed as in the morning, and everyone was staring at the competition on the stage nervously.

Some people are happy and some are worried. After a few rounds of competition, it was Ran Pingliang's turn.

Ran Pingliang patted Meng Li's overlapping hands and said to Meng Li:

"I've been on stage for my husband to compete. Don't worry, I've won the opponent for my husband, and add light to Wuya Palace and your face."

Meng Li nodded and glanced at Ran Pingliang. It was a pity that he didn't have the chance to mess with him this time.

Ran Pingliang saw Meng Li nodding, then stood up casually, used his light skills to fly to the stage.

Anyway, it makes Meng Li feel very pretending.

Why can't I go up well?

However, Ran Pingliang's opponent is a real opponent. Because they have always had a marriage, the two of them are very ruthless and show no mercy at all, and they are very stunning to kill the other party here.

The disciples of Wuya Palace sitting next to Meng Li couldn't help but feel sweaty for the master, staring at the competition stage with their eyes tightly.

Meng Li was not worried at all.

If Ran Pingliang was beaten to death on it, she wouldn't want the Wuya Palace's home.

Just slip away.

If Ran Pingliang beat someone to death, Ran Pingliang would not be much better. At worst, she would follow him back to Wuya Palace and wait for a while and deal with him with her own hands.

Meng Li hoped that Ran Pingliang would be shot to death.

She will save trouble.

The battle between the two on the stage lasted for a long time, and both sides were injured. You slapped me with a palm and I slashed you with a knife, and both of them were a little embarrassed.

The more you fight, the more fierce you become, no one wants to stop, fight for countless rounds, and still no winner.

In the end, Ran Pingliang exerted force and knocked his opponent to the ground and could not get up. However, Ran Pingliang refused to stop and pointed his sword at the other party, wanting to kill him here.

Meng Li curled his lips silently. Ran Pingliang has now exhausted most of his internal strength and is basically unable to gather internal strength.

At this moment, Ran Pingliang's sword on the stage had quickly reached the other party's chest. Meng Li couldn't help but squint his eyes. At the critical moment, the disciples of the other party's sect flew to rescue him, and several more voices shouted: Come on, try to stop Ran Pingliang.

But Ran Pingliang turned a blind eye and directly stabbed the sword into the other party's heart faster. Blood spurted out, and the eyes of the people on the ground were bulging, full of unwillingness to hate, so he was already extinguished.

For a moment, the scene on the stage was in chaos. When the disciples of the other sect saw that the leader was dead, they rushed up to fight with Ran Pingliang.

"Stop it."

The person who made a sound was the leader of the martial arts world. Everyone stopped and looked at the leader of the martial arts world.

The leader of the martial arts world said in a deep voice to Ran Pingliang:
Chapter completed!