"That's ridiculous, I don't even know what you're talking about!" Meng Zhuyun's face turned cold again.
This is a grand competition, and maybe a saint is watching somewhere.
She absolutely cannot make any mistakes.
Lu Yu smiled faintly. Although he didn't intend to care about this matter, it didn't mean that he had forgotten it.
On the contrary, Lu Yu has always been a person who has revenge and complaints.
"If you give me an apology at this time, I can treat it as a misunderstanding and let you go." Lu Yu shook his head: "Unfortunately, there is no chance to regret."
The main reason why Meng Zhuyun was accepted as a disciple by the saint was that he left a flame of the Emperor's True Fire in her body in order to get rid of the poison.
If given the chance, Lu Yu would naturally take back this flame.
At this moment, the entire stone platform suddenly trembled.
The Eye of Heaven in the sky emits a faint light that falls on the entire stone platform.
"There's only half an hour left."
"If the time is up and there are more than ten people on the stone platform, everyone will be disqualified!"
At the same time, Young Master Yin Luo and Lu Wuya, who had been fighting each other, stopped at the same time.
The two of them fought with each other, each using their own trump card, but for a moment they were unable to do anything to the other.
"I want to get rid of those trash fish!"
"good!"
The two of them took action brazenly and fought against the strong men around them.
The strong men around them had been in a wait-and-see state just now, and they did not expect that these two peerless geniuses would suddenly come to kill them.
"Wait a minute, I'll vote -" a monk shouted in panic.
Before he could say the last word "surrender", his heart was taken out by Young Master Yin Luo.
Poof!
Without his heart, the monk's body crumbled and fell to the ground.
As for Lu Wuya, he took action even more decisively. All the people who met him were no match at all and were all kicked out.
"In this era, it is their luck and misfortune to meet such a talented person." The leader of Lingxiao Sect suddenly sighed.
These two people are almost like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. No one among their peers can be their opponent.
The same goes for their Lingxiao Sect.
The only person they gave everyone hope for was Xu Yixian.
But who knew that Xu Yixian didn't even pass the second round and died.
"Now let's see if Bai Suqing can be Lu Wuya's opponent. After all, she is protected by a mysterious and powerful person, and she should have some tricks that we don't know about." Xinglao guessed.
The mysterious and powerful man he was talking about was Bai Suqing's father, the Demonic Taoist Lord.
At this moment, all the other forces on the field were driven out by the two peerless geniuses. For a while, the entire stone platform was empty.
"Bai Suqing, Fang Xiuyun, and you." Lu Wuya pointed at the two of them, and finally pointed his finger in the direction of Ji Chenyu.
An evil smile flashed across his face: "If you follow me, I can eliminate three slaves and let you share this heavenly light."
The Lu family practices the Tonic Art, and when they meet these three top performers, they naturally won't let them go easily.
Bai Suqing flicked the dust and said calmly: "If you have the ability, you can defeat me first and then talk."
The female disciples of Baihe Mountain also prepared spells and prepared to fight to the death.
"The ignorant are fearless." Lu Wuya shook his head and snapped his fingers.
The huge phantom of the Demon God of Joy stepped towards Bai Suqing step by step.