There was silence in the tent.

Fairy Zixia stood aside, seeming to want to speak, but held back.

Nangong Huoyue also followed in, also silent.

Luo Qingzhou stood aside and waited quietly. After sister Jian Yue removed her hand from his uncle's abdomen, he asked, "Where is the injury?"

Yue Yao was silent for a moment and said: "Stomach."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said: "I know it's the stomach, I'm asking..."

Linghu Qingzhu's eyes suddenly looked at him.

The words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

Yue Yao said no more, stood up and walked out quietly.

Fairy Zixia and Luo Ning also followed out.

Nangong Huoyue glanced at the two of them again, and Fang whispered: "You have already won two games, which is enough. The other side will definitely send disciples from the Transformation Realm or the Grand Master to play in the next game. The dean asked me to tell you

, you can admit defeat directly, no one will blame you, and no one will laugh at you. Even if you lose this competition, you are still my hero. With your talent, as long as you can save your life, I will

There is hope in inflammation."

Luo Qingzhou looked at his uncle's abdomen with a calm expression: "It's okay, I want to try again."

Nangong Huoyue looked at him again, turned and left without saying anything.

There were only two people left in the tent.

Luo Qingzhou paused, walked to the bedside, held his uncle's cold hand, and comforted softly: "It's okay, Sister Yue is very powerful, she is a master of alchemy, she will definitely cure you."

Linghu Qingzhu looked at him quietly without saying a word, tears falling silently from the corners of his eyes.

Luo Qingzhou's lips trembled slightly, lowered his head, and kissed her on the cheek.

Immediately, he let go of her hand, stood up and walked out of the tent.

"Feiyang, next game..."

Fairy Zixia, Ancestor, Dean Bai, etc. all seemed to want to talk to him and remind him of something, but he walked directly through the crowd and walked onto the fighting platform, looking at those people from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.

.

He just watched quietly and said no more.

Seeing that he had rested well, Jia Xun also looked at the people of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect and said, "The fifth game can begin."

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Among the crowd of Piaomiao Xianzong, a tall young man in blue robe suddenly walked out.

The young man had a calm face and did not exude any aura. He walked up to the fighting platform in a hurry, looked at the opposite side, and said: "Xiao Yao of the Misty Immortal Sect, in the early stage of the Divine Transformation Realm, and in the late stage of Grand Master."

As soon as these words came out, all the practitioners in the audience immediately started talking in low voices.

"Xiao Yao? It's him! I've heard of him. He is the most outstanding disciple of the Xiao family, the largest cultivation family in the Xiang Kingdom. He became famous at a very young age. I heard that he was spotted by the senior elders as soon as he entered the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.

Yes, he was directly accepted as his direct disciple."

"Sure enough, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect couldn't afford to play any more, so they directly sent a disciple of the Transformation of God Realm up, who is a whole level higher than the disciples of Great Yan."

"Don't use force to bully the weak. This is naked revenge!"

"You can't say that. Their ten participating disciples are each stronger than the last. It is probably his turn in order. Who knows that they are the Piaomiao Immortal Sect? The overall strength is already very strong."

"It's such a pity for that boy Dayan. It would be terrible if he was born in the three great immortal sects!"

Discussions broke out in the audience.

The faces of everyone in the Piao Miao Xian Sect were full of gloom and murderous intent.

Zhou Yuanshan sneered and said: "Do you really think that he will be invincible after winning two games? Our Piao Miao Immortal Sect can randomly pick out an outstanding disciple and let him understand how big the gap between his Great Yan and our Piao Miao Immortal Sect is!

"

"Starting from this game, in the next few games, our Misty Immortal Sect will kill them all instantly!"

He gritted his teeth and said.

At this time.

Jia Xun waved his sleeves and a mask of light appeared, slowly covering the entire battle platform.

"The fifth competition begins!"

He announced in a dull voice.

Everyone in the audience cheered up and looked at the stage with bated breath.

Yunzhou is not far away, with two windows open.

Several pairs of eyes looked at the figure on the battlefield.

The woman in the red dress said: "Master, he is only in the late stage of the Dividing God Realm and the late stage of the Grand Master. He is definitely no match for the other party. The other party will definitely kill him for revenge. Let's go out and take a look, and get closer to stop him.

"

The woman in purple skirt said: "He is not stupid. If he cannot win, he may surrender directly."

The woman in the red dress frowned and said: "The key is that the other party may not give him a chance to surrender at all. After all, the other party is at the realm of transformation, and his physical body is also the same as him. If the cultivation technique is powerful, maybe

It will kill him instantly."

"Hey, where's Fenfen?"

"Already gone out..."

"Look, we guessed right, Fenfen is interested in that boy! Master, we..."

At this time, a cold voice came from another window: "Look again."

Several people stopped talking.

At this time, the battle on the battlefield has begun.

This battle is obviously different from the previous ones.

The young man named Xiao Yao from the Misty Immortal Sect, without any nonsense or any hesitation, the moment Jia Xun announced the start of the competition, he had already taken out a sword with a clang and slashed out an astonishingly powerful sword.

mango!

The boy from Dayan gave up the initiative to attack this time.

When the sword light slashed towards him, he only relied on his fist light and body skills to avoid it, and did not dare to take a step forward at all.

When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they all secretly said it was a pity.

"The difference in realm is too great. Even if that young man has more passion and courage, it will be of no use."

"Although his movement skills and boxing skills are also powerful, his avoidance will eventually exhaust all his energy. If he makes a mistake, he will die."

"There seems to be no suspense in this scene."

Everyone in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect was completely relieved when they saw this scene.

The faces of everyone in Dayan were ugly.

"Whoosh!"

Xiao Yao has already struck out the twenty-second sword in a row!

Luo Qingzhou was still avoiding.

But the entire battle platform is not big, and it is shrouded in a formation light shield. The space for him to hide has become smaller and smaller.

Xiao Yao's sword light has blocked all his escape routes!

"Buzz——"

The sword in his hand suddenly buzzed, and the powerful soul power possessed by the God Transformation Realm in his body began to flow into the sword continuously.

The sword light on the sword grew bigger and bigger, and there was actually the sound of a dragon roaring in it!

A terrifying aura suddenly emanated from the sword in his hand and body!

"Twenty-Four Dragon-Slaying Swords..."

Under the stage, Jia Xuntong's eyes narrowed, with a look of surprise on his face.

This set of swordsmanship actually appeared in this world.

Um?

He suddenly felt something was wrong. It wasn't that the competition on stage was wrong, but...

He was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked away. The energy in his body moved slightly, and suddenly he trembled. He felt dizzy, swayed, and almost fell down.

"this……"

"I am...poisoned?"

His face was full of shock, he felt incredible and baffled.
To be continued...