"What else?"

Murong Yuan glanced at him.

"Although I still have the Heavenly Level Practice?"

"you……"

Lu Fang's heart skipped a beat.

"knew?"

"rest assured."

Murong Yuan waved his hand.

"I'm not going to covet the fate of my younger generation like those two old people!"

He was very calm.

Heavenly level exercises?

I have it too!

It’s still the kind of quality that everyone can practice without limiting their physical constitution and bloodline!

“By the way.”

It seems to have thought of something.

Murong Yuan asked casually.

"Where is Shen Xuan?"

"he?"

Lu Fang was full of anger.

"I don't know where to go. The secret realm is almost opened, and I'm still idle outside... Hum? Is that one of yours..."

"hehe."

Murong Yuan sneered.

"Don't care about her! She doesn't love this secret realm or not!"

Said.

He looked into the distance.

"This Chu Kuang is a talent that I have seen in Yuqing Sect for decades! It's a pity... I just entered Qingyun Pavilion!"

"The Supreme Elder."

Lu Fang hesitated for a moment.

"How is the injury of the sect leader...?"

This trip to the palace.

The leader of Yuqing Sect still did not show up, obviously his injuries have not healed.

"Not what!"

Murong Yuan shook his head.

"Wu Shuang is too ruthless. He... has no chance of healing in this life!"

"well!"

Lu Fang sighed.

"From Chu Kuang's performance, he is worthy of being a genius. In the future... I'm afraid he will be Luo Wushuang again!"

"he?"

Murong Yuan shook his head.

"He is far from it! Although his performance is indeed amazing, it is not impossible to find someone who can compete with him!"

"contend?"

Lu Fang was stunned.

"who?"

"hehe."

Murong Yuan smiled.

"A little bastard who has a dark heart!"

...

Bang!

On the ring.

Chu Kuang waved his hand and shook him out of the ring again.

In just half a quarter of an hour.

More than a dozen people have been defeated by him.

I haven't been able to hold on with a single move!

"how?"

Chu Kuang looked disappointed.

"No one?"

Everyone did not say a word.

They have seen it.

Chu Kuang... is simply outrageously strong, far beyond everyone's imagination!

"Forget it!"

The disappointment on Chu Kuang's face was even more serious.

"Maybe... I have too high expectations for you!"

After saying that.

He didn't look back.

He left the ring directly.

Not far away.

Yang Lin and Meng Xing looked at each other, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in their eyes.

“Since that’s the case.”

Elder Wang shook his head.

"This quota is Chu Kuang! Who will come up first with the remaining two quotas?"

"I!"

Offstage.

Among the Yang family.

A young man jumped onto the ring.

"Yang Lei, nineteen years old, Juyuan Eighth Level!"

hiss!

Everyone's hearts were shocked.

This man is so strong, but he deliberately avoided Chu Kuang, and his scheming is beyond words!

"Is there no one?"

Yang Lei glanced at him.

"If there is no one..."

"Yu Qingzong, Liu Rang, the fifth level of Juyuan!"

Not finished speaking.

One person jumped up.

After all, Yang Lei is not Chu Kuang. Even though he is very strong, there are still many people who want to take advantage of this opportunity!

No surprises.

Liu Rang was soon defeated.

However, afterwards, a new opponent came up.
To be continued...