Extreme Chaos

Chapter 1664 Signing!

The representative of the Guilingzong was a burly and strong middle-aged man with a rough appearance. Between his eyebrows, a cyan scale shone with a solid halo.

"Xu Mao."

Feng Chaoming frowned slightly. He was no stranger to this person. He had fought against this person when he challenged Sifang. Very tyrannical!
Being stared at by Feng Chaoming, Xu Mao just glanced at him lightly, and then walked towards the place where the lottery was drawn under everyone's attention, but his lightly actions looked so heavy in Dilaka's eyes.

Guilingzong, the previous strong clan, has been ranked in the top three since the beginning of the Ninth Clan Competition, and it has maintained the second place in [-]% of the sessions. It relies on, in addition to superb physical skills, there is also a body that is almost as good as a monster. Tyrannical body!

The audience paid attention, the elder representing the Guiling Sect stopped in front of the spar, Hirai Mubo's eyes looked at the spar indifferently, then slowly stretched out his right hand, pressed it lightly on the spar, his consciousness moved, a The subtle elemental force penetrates directly into the spar.

"Buzz!"

As if being stimulated, the brilliant spar was instantly activated, and the gorgeous brilliance suddenly shot out, but it converged and returned to its position in an instant.

"Hidden Sword Villa"

The sword-shaped logo representing Hidden Sword Villa clearly emerged from the spar, and the elders of the Guiling Sect just swept in the direction of Hidden Sword Villa, turned around and walked back to their original positions.

"The first battle of the Ninth Clan Competition, Guilingzong vs. Hidden Sword Villa!"

After getting the result, Wan Xianlin, who had retreated to the back seat, stepped forward again. After announcing the result, he waved his hand, and the brilliant spar reflecting the family emblem returned to its original state.

"Xiaoyao Pavilion comes to draw lots!"

With another deep drink, Wan Xianlin retreated to his seat again, giving up the area around the bright spar; this time, an old man with white hair and childlike face walked out of the Xiaoyao Pavilion, his face was peaceful and gentle, and the corners of his mouth always But with a gentle smile on his face, he walked faintly and whispered softly, each step was clearly on the ground, but he couldn't perceive it in any way, as if he didn't use walking, but looting.

"Shan Yunteng." Feng Chaoming said calmly.

Di Laka said, "You know each other again? Did you also fight against him?"

Feng Chaoming laughed and said, "How is it possible? I'm not interested in opponents who are good at body skills. They are more vulgar, but this is indeed their advantage."

When Feng Chaoming said this, he didn't intentionally conceal it, so his voice naturally flowed into Shan Yunteng's ears. Hearing his evaluation, Shan Yunteng looked back at his jaw and said gently, "Thanks to the praise of the War Saint."

After all, Shan Yunteng has already pressed his palm on the bright spar.

Feng Chaoming curled his lips, but didn't answer, the reason...he is not very good at dealing with honest people.

A moment later, the dazzling light reappeared, and another brand new family emblem was illuminated by the light, and it represented the Tianji Pavilion, which is good at trapping puppets!
Seeing this, even the Hermit family couldn't help discussing it.

Feng Chaoming laughed and said, "Trust the horse from the rein and paint the ground as a prison, it's fun now, don't you think so, Junior Brother?"

In the end, Feng Chaoming also brought Diraka with him.

But he didn't want Diraka's face to be heavy at this moment, and he had no time to pay attention to him at all. Seeing this, Feng Chaoming was puzzled, and hurriedly called, "Junior brother? What's wrong with you?"

Diraka sighed softly when he heard the words, and replied, "I'm thinking about the layout of the rest of the lottery."

Feng Chaoming paused for a moment, then said immediately, "Is there anything to think about, there are only three left, either the Tingyu Pavilion or the Xuanbing Valley, or the Xuanbing Valley or the Thunder God Palace, choose one of the three."

Di Laka said, "Yeah, choose one of the three, I hope you don't get the lottery."

Feng Chaoming sighed slightly, "Who is signing the lottery?"

Diraka sighed deeply, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Temple of Thunder."

(End of this chapter)