God Ring Howl

Everyone exchanged glances.

A silent understanding, a silent moving, just passed on.

Like a brook, it suddenly pierced through the barriers between each other, flowing, surging, and clamoring deep in the hearts of the disciples.

In front of many people, Yin Tao's playful demeanor, humorous language, and funny gestures appeared, but all of these, all of them, have become memories forever, the past, the eternal pain in their hearts, and the eternal pain in their minds. pain!

Zhao Xiang's eyes swept over one by one, and when they stopped on Xia Xue's face, his four eyes intertwined. From the plain eyes of the other, they both felt the long blessings and deep blessings from the depths of each other's heart. deep affection.

Wang Tian took Zhao Xiang's hand, like a brother, and said earnestly: "Brother, I hope you will never be as stupid as Yin Tao, and try to keep your useful body! Remember, brother, I, Wang Tian, ​​are waiting for you!" You came back unscathed!"

Clenched hands tightly together.

An indescribable emotion rose in Zhao Xiang's heart.

But at this time, Jin Yifan walked over with a serious face, put his hands on Zhao Xiang's shoulders, and said solemnly: "Brother Zhao Xiang, you know that what Brother Wang Tian said is to remind you In the competition with the opponent, try not to get hurt! But I, Jin Yifan, want to say this, the head can be broken and the blood can bleed, but our Wuyue faction is majestic, and I inkjet Wuyue faction disciples cannot lose their backbone! You are a banner of our Wuyue faction , It can be said that once you really fall, the Five Sacred Sect may not have much hope! Brother, you must hold on! Hold on! Hold on!"

Wang Tian glared at Jin Yifan, but he seemed to think that what he said was reasonable, so he immediately shut up!

Li Xiaozhan clapped his hands loudly and said loudly: "Senior Brother Jin, don't worry, Junior Brother Zhao Xiang will never be a coward. In Li Xiaozhan's mind, no matter how formidable an opponent he encounters, he will never be a fool. He will definitely not retreat timidly, he is a hero, a real hero! Zhao Xiang is mighty! Zhao Xiang will win!"

When Li Xiaozhan shouted, many inner and outer disciples shouted loudly:

"Zhao Xiang is mighty! Zhao Xiang must win! Zhao Xiang is a hero! Zhao Xiang is a hero!"

"Zhao Xiang is mighty! Zhao Xiang must win! Zhao Xiang is a hero! Zhao Xiang is a hero!"

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Zhao Xiang couldn't laugh or cry, he really hated Jin Yifan to the extreme!

In this way, Jin Yifan tried his best to push Zhao Xiang to the guillotine!

Pushing almost all the elite disciples of the Five Sacred Sect to the opposite of the masters of the Qingshui State Dazong and the Great Sect, under the guise of maintaining the dignity and honor of the Five Sacred Sect, in essence it is to let the Five Sacred Sect fight with the rest of the sects. The Five Sacred Sect fell to the ground and fell apart, and it was able to greatly weaken the strength of the remaining sects.

In this way, a solid foundation can be laid for his Nine Nether Cave Mansion to possibly rule and dominate the cultivation world of Qingluo Star!

But Zhao Xiang turned around and thought about it, but how to say, he will have to face those opponents with ulterior motives sooner or later, why not just take advantage of this big martial arts competition to make a shining debut, shock the world, and give the opponent a hard blow lesson!

From this perspective, Jin Yifan undoubtedly did a good thing by doing so!

After thinking about this, Zhao Xiang immediately said to himself, to Wang Tian, ​​to Jin Yifan, and to Xia Xue, and to all his classmates, softly but resolutely: "I believe, I will definitely Victory, bless me! Now, you and other brothers and sisters carefully watch my game. My opponent Xinhui has come up, it seems that the time is up, I will not embarrass you or Wuyue faction, Believe me!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiang turned around and stepped onto the center of the playing field step by step.

Looking at Zhao Xiang's burly back, standing on the field, like a mountain, so mighty, so unshakable, the haughty and low voice reached everyone's ears: "Be careful, Zhao Xiang, come on, Zhao Xiang!"

There are not too many words, just eight words are enough to express the sincerity and blessings in his heart.

Perhaps because of the madness of Yin Tao's first competition, there are more and more spectators around the venue at this moment, even many Nascent Soul stage masters, like Xiao Yi, Jing Xu, Shang Yu and others, they also I couldn't sit still and rushed over.

The surroundings are quiet, only the slight sound of breathing, the buzzing of air passing through the ears, and even the rumble of swallowing saliva in the throat, all of which add to the already tense feeling on the field , depressive, suffocating and crazy.

Xinhui is eight feet long and has a very burly figure, not far behind Zhao Xiang.

He was wearing a sea green suit, a wide robe with big sleeves, thick eyebrows and big eyes, in his early twenties, he folded his hands towards Zhao Xiang, and said in a loud voice, "Amitabha! The poor monk is very kind, I hope the benefactor will never learn from Yin Tao , life-saving is important!"

"The monk is merciful," Zhao Xiang said with a serious expression and coldness all over his body. He cupped his fists and replied loudly, "I will definitely be merciful. Otherwise, wouldn't it be insulting to the sea green suit I'm wearing? Hai Zhe, if The ocean is vast and deep, it can contain all things, and the green ones are blue in color, different from the ordinary, presumably Master Xinhui is an eminent monk, otherwise he would never be so concerned about Zhao Xiang's life and death, Zhao Xiang thank you in advance!"

Zhao Xiang had already released a wave of divine consciousness to probe Xinhui's true strength.

If you don't check it, it's okay, but if you check it, you will be surprised!

This Xinhui's cultivation has clearly exceeded the foundation building period, and it is very likely that he will form a pill, or even a Nascent Soul cultivator!

It's just that its spells to hide the aura are ingenious enough, even cultivators who transform into gods, it is absolutely difficult to find out!

If it wasn't for his self-created supernatural powers and consciousness wave, plus the possession of soul slips, and breaking through to the late Yuanying stage, otherwise, even if Zhao Xiang had six heads, he would not be able to find any clues about Xinhui's hidden strength!

It seems that this big martial arts competition is fake, Zhao Xiang thought in his heart, it is true that several factions join forces to carve up and destroy the Wuyue faction!

It's really a good strategy, worthy of wolf ambition!

Not to mention Zhao Xiang, most of the disciples watching on the field saw that there was no suspense at all in this battle!

The difference in cultivation between the two sides in the duel is even bigger than the first match!

The reason why so many people come to watch is because many people have this idea:

What terrifying means will the disciples of the Five Sacred Mountains use this time to fight to the death with their opponents? !

Xinhui raised her head slowly, facing Zhao Xiang, her whole body exuded a violent aura.

His handsome face suddenly showed ferocity, and he said in a low voice: "That little monk will offend you!"

Zhao Xiang sneered in his heart——

You hypocritical bald ass!

I'm going to beat you until you're covered in bruises and teeth!

Xinhui's toes touched the ground, her body suddenly rose in the air, and her whole body was enveloped by a layer of golden light.

He raised the string of golden beads in his hand, and a bead shot out from it.

A golden light shot towards Zhao Xiang with invincible power.

Because of its extremely fast speed, it produces a sharp and ear-piercing whistling sound due to the violent friction with the air, which is captivating!

And a golden afterimage stretched out suddenly, like a finger-wide golden silk ribbon, crystal clear and full of murderous intent!