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Chapter nine hundred and eighty seventh arrogance

but……

Isn't this Wei Zong said to be dead? How could he come back to life?

This is something that people don’t understand.

"Sect Master, it's him, he's back!!" Han Shuang stood behind Huo Lianyu, his face pale, his body trembling constantly, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at Wei Zong.

Seeing his genius like this, a trace of gloom flashed across Huo Lianyu's face.

Ever since he was defeated by Wei Zong, Wei Zong has become Han Shuang's inner demon. Han Shuang originally thought that Wei Zong was dead and Han Shuang finally got out of it, but he didn't expect Wei Zong to be alive again?

"Wei Zong, must die!"

Huo Lianyu suddenly made up his mind.

Not only for the sect, but also for Han Shuang. Han Shuang is a good young man with the potential of the third step, but he cannot be ruined by a Wei sect.

Except for Huo Lianyu, the expressions of the sect leaders of several other sects were not very good when they saw Wei Zong appear. Almost all of them were gloomy. What they wanted to know more about the person behind Wei Zong than Wei Zong.

Then Zhao Chunfeng and that mysterious Hunyuan Realm powerhouse, are they still alive?

"Sect Master, disciples go first!"

Here, Wei Zong jumped into the ring, finally pulling everyone back from their thoughts.

"The competition is about to begin!"

The smile on Lei Ming's face slowly disappeared, and he no longer had the calmness he had before. Thinking of the existence behind Wei Zong gave him a headache.

On the ring, Wei Zong and Wang Xuan were facing each other from afar.

"Another Xuanqi realm..." Wang Xuan didn't know Wei Zong, and when he saw Wei Zong's aura, he immediately felt contempt for him.

"Is there no one left in the Qiantian Sword Sect? They will only send some Xuan Qi Realm disciples to die."

After hearing his words, Wei Zong, who was still feeling his new power, suddenly stopped and curled up his lips. He felt very interesting.

"You... don't know me?" Wei Zong pointed at himself.

Wang Xuan frowned, and then said: "Why, you are so famous? I have been traveling outside the sword world before, and I just returned to the sect not long ago."

"I see, it's no wonder." Wei Zong smiled a little weirdly and said to Wang Xuan: "Then, I kindly remind you that you'd better be more serious when fighting later."

"What do you mean?" Wang Xuan was a little confused. In his opinion, this Xuanqi realm warrior was a little weird. He always said some incomprehensible words. He must have been frightened when he saw him.

"My point is very simple. If you dare to take it lightly when fighting with me, I'm afraid you will die miserably." After saying that, Wei Zong smiled at Wang Xuan.

Arrogant!

What an arrogant boy!

After hearing Wei Zong's words, Wang Xuan only had this thought in his mind.

So, he looked at Wei Zong coldly and said in a deep voice: "Oh? According to what you said, it seems that I can't be serious?"

"That's not true..." Wei Zong spread his hands: "Even if you are serious, you will still die. It's just that... you may stay in my hands for a while longer and die later."

Wei Zong's words were so arrogant that even everyone watching the battle outside frowned.

The sect masters of the Seven Sects feel that even if your Wei Sect is number one on the list of geniuses, after all, you are only in the Xuanqi Realm, and you cannot easily win against a strong person in the Guiyi Realm, how dare you say such arrogant words.

Ba Ziming, on the other hand, felt that Wei Zong was underestimating the enemy a little too much, and he must not capsize in the gutter.

Everyone outside had different opinions, but inside the arena, Wang Xuan was completely angered by Wei Zong's words.

"You!!" Wang Xuan was angry, and his voice became cold.

"You reckless boy, let's see if you can still be as sharp-tongued as you are now when I chop off your hands and feet."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly turned into thousands of thunder shadows and rushed towards Wei Zong.

Boom!

For a moment, there were so many thunderous shadows in the arena that it was impossible to tell which one was the king's chosen figure.

Seeing this scene, Wei Zong crossed his arms and looked very relaxed and happy.

It has to be said that this Wangxuan is really good at it. There are so many thunder shadows that even he can't tell the real ones from the fake ones for a while. But... can he tell them clearly?

No matter which one is true or false, you will know it when you actually attack him.

Wei Zong's 770 immortal sword body gave him the confidence to say this.

In the outside world, Wei Zong's unyielding behavior confused everyone again.

"What is Wei Zong doing? Is he looking for death?" Some people are wondering. After all, no matter how strong Wei Zong is, it is impossible for him to withstand the attacks of the powerful Guiyi Realm masters without dodging.

Even Ba Ziming's face was a little serious: "Wei Zong, what on earth are you doing! The Guiyi realm is not that easy to deal with, so don't take it lightly!"

Wei Zong will naturally not take it lightly, he knows very well how powerful the Guiyi Realm experts are.

However, it is precisely because of his knowledge that his current behavior makes him even more confident.

Lightning flashed all over the sky, shrouding Wei Zong's body in the harsh sound of stabbing.

Everyone outside could not help but hold their breath and watched this scene quietly.

Could it be said that the winner will be decided like this?

At this moment... Wei Zong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Found you!"

Behind him, a bolt of lightning quietly appeared, turning into a figure holding a sword, stabbing at Wei Zong's back.

"Death!! Arrogant boy!!" Wang Xuan's eyes flickered with ferociousness. In his opinion, as long as he stabbed him with this sword, the boy would definitely die.

However, at this moment, the figure in front suddenly disappeared.

Wang chose a sword, and it suddenly appeared in the air.

"Is this... so possible?" Wang Xuan was stunned for a moment. It was clear that his Qi had completely locked the opponent, and how did the opponent escape at such a short distance?

Just when Wang Xuan was confused, the hairs on his back suddenly stood up, and a feeling of extreme panic suddenly appeared in his heart.

"No, back!"

Before he could react, he felt a warm palm gently resting on the back of his head.

"What!"

"What!"

Seeing this scene, even the sect leaders watching the battle outside could not sit still, with shock on their faces.

Actually one move...

Controlling Wang Xuan with one move?

How could this Wei Zong’s strength be so terrifying!

"This Wei Zong...it seems that he can't die. Keeping him alive will definitely be a big trouble!" Huo Lianyu's eyes were extremely gloomy. He and Lei Ming next to him looked at each other, and the other person's eyes also flashed with murderous intent.

It seems that the two of them thought of going together.

Their hearts boiled with murderous intent, but Ba Ziming was full of surprises.

"What a great Wei Zong, you really didn't disappoint me! No wonder you were so crazy before. You have such strength. It's a pity that I was worried about you before!"

On the ring, Wei Zong put his palm on the back of Wang Xuan's head, and Wang Xuan did not dare to move.


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