The disciples of Wuchang Jun also came. They were defeated by Shi Yingyan and others the day before yesterday. They were all ashamed. They came to watch the game yesterday and couldn't raise their heads, but they had seen the wonderful and wonderful monks of Shi Yingyan and Kang Ran and others.
After the tragic battle, they felt much more comfortable and felt that losing to such an opponent was not too embarrassing.
At this time, looking at Gu Fenghua and others, she also showed a friendly smile.
Noting their gazes, Gu Feng and others nodded in their greetings, but they couldn't help but wonder: Who were they hurt? Even the envoy of Wuchang was helpless, and he didn't even hear that he avenged his disciples?
Not to mention those disciples of the Xuanxin Jun envoy. Originally, Wei Podi had hoped to rely on the demon pet to make a big splash. After defeating Xiang Wushang and others, he was still a little unwilling to accept it. When he saw Gu Fenghua's big splendidity.
The demon pet realized that his proud silver-winged spirit python was not worth mentioning at all. Compared with other people's ancient demon pets, he was so terrible that he could not be more terrible. So he calmed down and became calm.
He even secretly was glad for it. Fortunately, he lost to Xiang Wushang and others in the first game. Otherwise, if he had faced Gu Fenghua, he really didn't know how bad he would lose or how embarrassing he would have lost.
In short, at this moment, their hostility towards Gu Fenghua and others, which was not much, completely disappeared, and they were full of expectations for them. No matter what, they were all registered disciples of the envoy of Qingqiu, and only they could serve Xuanjiyu.
Keep Chengyun Valley!
"Today is the last game of this Chengyun Competition. The disciples of the Qingqiu Jun sent Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen, Jun Lansheng, and Ye Wuse to fight against the disciples of the Luo Cang Jun,
Si Liqun, Luo Yuxuan, Han Qingxue!" Lu Wenfu walked onto the competition platform and announced loudly.
The audience was filled with enthusiasm and shouts.
With everyone's expectant eyes, Gu Fenghua and the other four walked onto the competition stage with confidence. Zhan Jiuzhou and others came towards him.
At this time, Zhan Jiuzhou had long lost the lustful and arrogance he had in the previous two days, and his face was extremely heavy. Han Qingxue and others didn't say a word, with a hint of pale face. It was not difficult to use Gu Fenghua's spiritual thoughts.
It was found that their breath was uneven and that their injuries were obviously not healed.
"Zhan Jiuzhou, do you still think I'm lucky now?" Gu Fenghua said sarcastically with a smile on his face.
Zhan Jiuzhou didn't say anything. Thinking of the previous crazy words, he felt like he was slapped in the face again, and he felt a little depressed.
"It seems that you have forgotten what you said, but I haven't forgotten what you said!" Gu Fenghua's smile stopped, and replaced him with a fierce murderous intent.
Zhan Jiuzhou's cheeks twitched slightly, and he did not forget what Gu Fenghua said. "Wash your neck and wait." This is what Gu Fenghua said to him before the last competition.
Obviously, Gu Fenghua will never show mercy in this competition. If he loses, he will have no way to die.
"Okay, let's wait and see who can survive to the end." Zhan Jiuzhou swept his divine thoughts over the ancient secret book in the storage bracelet and said with a ruthless look on his face.
The eyes met, and a fierce spark burst out. This was the spark of hatred.
"Everything is ready, I'll announce that the competition will begin!" Lu Wenfu shouted loudly and retreated to the edge of the competition platform.
As soon as the words fell, the sound of the dragon roar with the long sword unsheathed came from the stage, and eight figures rushed towards the other party at the same time.
The holy energy was raised to the extreme, and was condensed into the long sword, and everyone exuded a strong murderous intent.