A fallen leaf slowly floated down from the high platform, and flew into Nalan Qiuxue's hands under the gaze of thousands of people.

Zhu Jiu, who was under the high platform, shouted: "Well done, this is my brother Zhu Jiu. A real man cares about the world, so why worry about not having a wife?"

Jiang Qingqing, who was standing next to Zhu Jiu, sighed softly and murmured: "What about suffering?" Zhu Jiu was dumbfounded and continued: "A beautiful wife is like a flower, but how can she be with a thief!"

Jiang Qingqing's low sigh was insignificant, but it reached the ears of most Kunlun disciples. Who among the Kunlun disciples watching today has not cultivated spiritual consciousness?

How can every move up and down this high platform escape everyone's consciousness?

Senior Sister Kunlun's unintentional words determined everything that happened, so hundreds of Kunlun's disciples roared one after another!

Don’t forget the young man’s words: “When the east wind blows, the war drums swing!”

It was the words of the senior sister: "How can we be with thieves!" It ignited the blood of Kunlun disciples. This is Kunlun, and there is no room for the people who live in the fly camp! "

Nalan Qiuxue under the high platform never imagined how she would ask Watson to get back the engagement contract in her dreams countless times.

She even thought about tearing off her face and asking Watson to get back the engagement...

Unexpectedly, Watson returned the engagement contract to him with a wave of his hand under the watchful eyes of thousands of people.

She gently unfolded the yellowed silk slipper in her hand. Written on it were her birth date and the signatures of her parents... The engagement contract she had been looking forward to for countless nights finally returned to her hands.

However, Nalan Qiuxue, who was holding the engagement contract, could not be happy. A big teardrop fell from her beautiful face and wet Sijuan in her hand.

Murong Lengyan, who was standing next to her, lowered his head and said coldly: "As long as you are sensible, I can let you go as long as you don't die under Murong Anran's sword!"

Watson, who had already given up on the engagement, was once again ignited by Murong Lengyan!

Watson on the high platform looked into the void and said quietly: "My parents are unfilial, so I don't want this kind of engagement!"

After saying this, he withdrew his gaze towards the void, looked at Nalan Qiuxue quietly under the high platform, and said word by word: "From now on, you and I will be separated and have nothing to do with each other!"

Before he finished speaking, an invisible sword light flew out of his eyes!

In an instant, he cut through the void and struck at the silk in Nalan Qiuxue's hand!

So, under Zhu Jiu's gaze, Jiang Qingqing frowned.

At the moment when Murong Lengyan looked disdainfully, in the midst of Nalan Qiuxue's exclamation.

While thousands of monks were stunned, an almost colorless flame ignited in Nalan Qiuxue's palm without any warning!

After a burst of exclamations, Nalan Qiuxue had to throw the burning silk into the air, because even she couldn't bear the high temperature!

Even Murong Lengyan, who was standing next to him, was startled. He couldn't help but reach out to catch the burning Sijuan, trying to put out the sudden flame!

The marriage certificate being burned in Nalan Qiuxue's hands was no different than the young monk from Yunqi Temple divorcing his wife in front of hundreds of elders and disciples in Kunlun!!!

She will never allow such a thing to happen in front of her!!!

However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not extinguish this mysterious flame!

Finally, under the silent gaze of thousands of people, a marriage certificate between the young monk of Yunqi Temple and the proud daughter of the academy suddenly burned without warning!

Even after the intervention of the dean of the academy, it continued to burn. The last gust of mountain wind blew by, blowing the burning silk Juan in Murong Lengyan's hand into the sky.

In front of thousands of monks, it turned into little bits of dust!

"Damn it! Do the people in Yunqi Temple only use evil magic?" Murong Lengyan roared angrily when he saw Nalan Qiuxue's marriage certificate was completely destroyed in the wind, not even a trace of it was left.

Jiang Qingqing, who was standing aside, was unhappy, looked at her and said quietly: "Elder Murong, which eye did you see Watson using the magic?"

Zhu Jiu also shouted after hearing this: "The marriage certificate was burned in your hands. Thousands of us here can testify, so don't talk nonsense!"

Zhu Jiuyi said, even Jiang Tianhai, who was standing not far away, frowned.

Looking at Elder Liuyun beside him, he asked: "Why is this? Why did it suddenly burn?"

Liu Yun shook his head and said softly: "I didn't see anything wrong. The girl and Elder Murong both read the marriage certificate before they started to burn..."

In fact, what he wanted to say more was, what the hell!

Even he himself can't do this, and Watson on the high platform is still a young man in the Qi Gathering Realm. How is this possible?

Watson on the high platform said quietly: "The world is bright and clear. Only those who dance with the devil can use the magic of magic."

Nalan Qiuxue looked at Watson with a determined look on his face, and couldn't help but asked quietly: "Watson, how could you do this to me?"

Watson shook his head and replied: "You have got your wish today, please let me go in the future years! I don't want to fight the killers again and again!"

When Nalan Qiuxue heard this, she looked like she was about to cry.

Seeing this, Murong Lengyan couldn't help but shouted: "Where is Murong Anran? Why don't you go up and kill that monster!"

"Disciple is here!"

Murong Anran, who was under the high platform, could no longer bear it any longer. With a loud shout, he walked step by step towards the duel stage.

At this time, the Forbidden Army, Elder Kunlun, and disciples who were watching the duel were all excited.

The current situation is clearly that Murong Anran from the academy loves Nalan Qiuxue, and for this reason he is willing to fight to the death with Watson from Yunqi Temple!

This is fighting for love!

Countless male disciples roared crazily in an instant. In the eyes of Kunlun's female disciples, the love of their lives is to meet a man who steps up to the duel stage for them.

At this moment, Jiang Qingqing glanced at Elder Liuyun and said quietly: "Fifth Elder, you should be up there at this time."

According to Kunlun's rules, whether it is a duel between elders or disciples, it must be witnessed by an elder from Kunlun.

Elder Liu Yun sighed, thinking that it was appropriate for the law enforcement elder to do this, but since Jiang Qingqing called him on stage, he still had to go up.

Looking at the frowning Watson and the arrogant Murong Anran, Liu Yun couldn't help but shake his head.

I thought to myself, this guy has broken off the engagement, do you still need to fight for a girl?

Having said that, he still looked at the people on the high platform and announced: "You two, this is Kunlun's duel stage. It is not an ordinary place for competition. If you have not thought about it, you can go down now."

In his opinion, how could the Watson in front of him be a match for the academy's genius?

If Hua Sheng died in Kunlun, he would never be able to face Master Liao Chen in Yunqi Temple.

Watson looked at him and shook his head, looked at him and said, "Thank you, Elder Liuyun. This is a matter between this junior and Murong Anran, and we need an explanation!"

Murong Anran also looked at Elder Liuyun and replied: "Senior, please do it!"

Liuyun was stunned for a moment, thinking that you guys are fighting to the death. He immediately took a step forward, looked at Watson and said, "Is there a winner or loser?"

Watson replied quietly: "It's also a matter of life and death!"

"Okay! We will fight to the death today!" Murong Anran on the side was angry. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was even more ruthless than him!

Since you want to die, I will make it happen for you!

Yan Tianfeng, who was under the high platform, looked at Jiang Tianhai's expression of neither sadness nor joy, and said a little tiredly: "Elder Law Enforcement, this outsider came to Kunlun for a duel. Do we need to give the leader and disciples an explanation?"

Jiang Tianhai turned to look at him, with a cold look in his eyes. After thinking for a while, he said: "Since both sides are on the duel stage, life and death must be decided!"

Just as Jiang Tianhai and Yan Tianfeng were communicating, the voice of the Kunlun Great Elder came from the void: "When we get to the duel stage in Kunlun, we can all settle down with our destiny!"

Just a simple sentence dispelled everyone's worries and cut off the escape route of the two young monks on the high platform.

Even Elder Liuyun had no choice but to look at the two of them and said, "In this case, you two can make your own destiny."

After saying that, he turned around and walked under the high platform.

"Elder Liuyun, wait a moment!"

At this moment, Murong Lengyan looked at Liu Yun on the high platform and asked: "Since there is a battle of life and death, do both sides have to abide by any competition rules?"

Liu Yun was stunned, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "We don't care about life or death, what rules should we abide by? The loser will always stay on the high platform, and the winner can leave Kunlun!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiuyi immediately clapped his hands and shouted: "What a life and death. Are you afraid, brother?"

Watson shook his head, looked at him and smiled: "Please ask that brother from the Forbidden Army to borrow the sword and use it. If it breaks, Zhu Jiu will pay for it!"

Zhu Jiuyi laughed loudly and said, "That brother from the Forbidden Army lent me the sword. If it breaks, I'll pay for it!"

"Whoosh!" sounded, and a Forbidden Army soldier not far away from the high platform was seen, turning the long sword in his hand into a stream of light and throwing it towards Watson.

Watson on the duel stage stretched out his hand to catch the sword in the wind. Before anyone under the stage could react, the sword was unsheathed and his scabbard was thrown into the Forbidden Army under the stage.

He cupped his hands and replied: "Thank you!"

Just a thank you, but it set thousands of forbidden troops and hundreds of Kunlun disciples on fire.

The young man who was about to fight to the death with the academy's genius actually just borrowed the most ordinary iron sword from the imperial army!

Everyone knows that a genius like Xu Yuan is still a spiritual sword even with his eyes closed!

Before the two started fighting, the young monk from Yunqi Temple lost half of the battle. Even Nalan Qiuxue, who was under the high platform, frowned tightly because he discovered that the moment Watson took over the sword.

This guy's aura changed to the point where she could no longer see clearly!

The young man on the high platform seemed to be surrounded by a faint layer of mist, making it impossible for her to look directly at his true face.

Watson held the long sword and stepped on the stone slab with his feet, without any expression on his face. He looked as motionless as a statue at Murong Anran, who was only five feet away from him.

There was no fear in his eyes, only an indifferent look.

This is no longer the first time he has fought alone as a monk at the ninth level of the Golden Core. Last winter on the mountain path, he had chopped off the head of a Yuanying realm killer.

Therefore, when he faced the mastermind behind his assassination alone, he only felt peaceful and not at all afraid.
To be continued...