Hearing Mingguang's words, even Liu Tianxin, the leader of Xuanwu Sect, couldn't find a reason to scold him. Fortunately, Chen Haoran was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
After the Martial Pagoda Master rescued Chen Haotian, he lightly swept his figure and returned to his seat, without any expression towards the Mingguang Cuntou Master.
In fact, it's not that Liu Tianxin doesn't want to pursue the case, it's just that in such a competition, there will inevitably be unexpected situations where he can't hold back. In that case, the other party can easily find any excuse to evade.
Since there is no way to hold him accountable, why bother asking for trouble? The only reason to blame is that Chen Hao is not as good as others.
Master Mingguang waited for a moment, but when Master Xuanwu didn't come out to speak, he couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth and smile proudly.
"I accept it!" Mage Mingguang clasped his hands together and then swept down from the void.
During this period, Tang Feng was just watching him. It was only now that he realized how sinister and vicious this young monk with a short hair who looked honest and honest on the outside was in his heart and how deep the city was.
"If this person is not eliminated, and he is protected by the Heaven-Suppressing Bowl, he will definitely be a big trouble in the future!" Tang Feng snorted secretly, with murderous intent emerging from his eyes.
The bright light that swept down seemed to be aware of it, and it quickly glared in his direction.
However, this Mingguang just glanced at Tang Feng faintly and then withdrew the light, regaining his honest and honest expression.
Chu Luoluo suddenly said in a cold voice: "This inch-headed monk, I originally thought he was honest and kind-hearted, but who knew he actually has a human face and a scorpion heart? His heaven-suppressing bowl is extraordinary. If you encounter each other later, be careful."
some."
Tang Feng said coldly: "I'm afraid right now that the two of us won't be able to compete!"
Chu Luoluo was startled. She could feel the murderous intent emanating from Tang Feng. After thinking about it, she couldn't help but ask: "Auntie, I'm really curious. You and Chen Haotian are not even friends. They are even rivals. Now he has been defeated."
Yeah, why are you so angry?"
Tang Feng tightened the knife in his hand and took advantage of this break to tell her roughly about the mad dragon.
Chu Luoluo frowned and asked, "According to what you said, the Heaven-Suppressing Bowl originally belonged to your good brother Kuanglong?"
"Exactly!" Tang Feng snorted secretly.
"According to this, it should be the little monk Mingguang Cuntou. No, this little monk alone may not be capable enough to rob and inherit the Heaven-Suppressing Bowl from your brother's body!"
Chu Luoluo snorted when she said this, and then said: "So it is very likely that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is intervening behind the scenes. Tang Feng, since you already know about this, what are you going to do next?"
Tang Feng sneered and said: "Kuanlong is my good brother. Since we were eight years old, we have eaten together, trained together, and even gone through life and death together. Although we are not full brothers, let's forget about full brothers!"
Speaking of this, Tang Feng turned his head and grinned: "So what do you think I should do?"
The answer was self-evident. Chu Luoluo raised her eyebrows and said, "I know you are worried about the safety of the mad dragon, but Tang Feng, I still want to say that you should not be too blind and impulsive about this matter."
After pausing for a while, she took a breath and continued: "As I said just now, the entire Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is involved in this matter. Before there is definite evidence, if you stand up and question, not only will it not have any effect, but it will actually
, and you will be included in it when the time comes!"
Tang Feng was silent, obviously no longer intending to listen. In fact, once he decided something, it would be difficult for anyone to change it.
How could he not know that with his current status, if he wanted to come forward to question the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, it would be like trying to twist his thigh with his arm. Not only would the other party not deny it, he would even beat him up.
But Tang Feng had no choice, he had to do this because he was the eldest brother and Kuang Long was his brother of life and death.
Coincidentally, at this moment, the fifth battle between direct disciples began, with Shen Junlin from the Ziwei Sect fighting against Zeng Sheng from the Haotian Sect.
When Zeng Sheng heard that his opponent was Shen Junlin, his whole face immediately drooped, and his whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost.
"My dear, my life is really miserable. I have to face the terrifying monster, the First Sword Immortal, in the second round!" Zeng Sheng gritted his teeth.
All the disciples of the Haotian Sect around him were silent and in a low mood. It seemed that they did not think highly of their second senior brother Zeng Sheng.
In fact, this is natural. After all, Shen Junlin is the number one genius and is known as the best swordsman in Pan Asia. Let alone Zeng Sheng, even Bu Tianyun, the chief genius of the Haotian Sect, may not necessarily be Shen Junlin's opponent.
"That's it!" Zeng Sheng shook his head, tapped his foot lightly, and his whole body suddenly flew into the air and landed on the void arena.
It was obvious that he was the first to move and was already in mid-air. However, when he reached the void arena, Shen Junlin suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him.
Zeng Sheng was shocked when he saw this. He also knew that the opponent's realm was much higher than his own. He couldn't help tightening the knife in his hand.
Shen Junlin still looked arrogant, smiled faintly, and said: "I really can't believe that you still have the courage to step onto the void arena knowing that your opponent is me!"
Zeng Sheng snorted coldly and said nothing.
Shen Junlin still said calmly: "You are no match for me. If you are Bu Tianyun, you may be able to fight me a few times, but you should just admit defeat quickly."
"Admit defeat?" Zeng Sheng suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly, and suddenly snorted: "If you can reach this point, who is a simple person and who is not a little conceited and arrogant? How can you admit defeat?
come out?"
"You Shen Junlin is known as the No. 1 Immortal Sword. If you don't show some strength today, I really don't agree with you!"
Before he finished speaking, Shen Junlin's face suddenly darkened across from him, and he said in a cold voice: "You don't know whether to live or die, I will kill you like a pig or a dog. Even if the people below want to save you, I'm afraid it will be too late.
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Zeng Sheng held the sword in his hand and said, "Senior Brother Shen, please give me some advice!"
"Stubborn!" After saying this, he tapped his foot lightly, and a bridge of immortality appeared under his feet, with four colors of immortality.
"Four colors, the fourth level of the Immortal Bridge, this Shen Junlin is really awesome!" The people below were amazed when they saw this. Looking up at this moment, they only felt that the colorful Immortal Bridge spanned the sky, like a rainbow.
So gorgeous.
"Go!" Shen Junlin stepped lightly, and the Changsheng Bridge under his feet suddenly spread, stretching infinitely in mid-air, and rushed towards the opponent.
After breaking through the Immortality Realm, the original Taoist platform will condense into the Changsheng Bridge. From this point, it can be seen that the power of the Changsheng Bridge is much more powerful than the Taoist platform.
"A shocking strike!" Zeng Sheng knew that he was in danger, and all his spiritual energy surged out from his body. He held the knife in both hands and unleashed a shocking strike.
A long sword swept across like a comet, heading straight towards the Changsheng Bridge.