I seek death to dominate the world of immortality

The conversation between several people was transmitted to Vendetta Wall's ears word for word.

His conspiracy was exposed, all thanks to Mo Changsheng and Nangong Chuchu, whom he had already hated.

The voices of these two people made him very unhappy, and he couldn't help but yelled: "Nangong Chuchu, can you please lower your voice? It's so noisy!"

When Nangong Chuchu saw that it was a vendetta, she said displeasedly: "I'm going to say it loudly, don't you care?"

The vendetta wall yelled: "You should read it quietly first, and it won't be too late for you to howl when Su Cheng dies."

"Yes, save your energy for mourning."

"Don't you think so?"

Seeing that Su Cheng was unlucky, everyone in the Chiluo Sect burst into laughter.

Yang Ziqi clenched the sword tightly and said nothing, unable to hide the look in his eyes that wanted the swordsman.

Gu Sheng held her hand and shook his head: "Senior sister, calm down and wait until the sect alliance competition is over."

Yang Ziqi understood and endured this sigh.

She gritted her teeth and murmured: "When you get out of Tianxuan Sect, I will see if you still dare to be so arrogant."

Seeing how forbearing the people of the Changbai Sect were, Vendetta felt even better.

"Nangong Chuchu, look, no one from the Changbai Sect said anything."

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Nangong Chuchu still wanted to argue, but Mo Changsheng gave her a cold look and stopped talking.

The ten tribulation thunders in the sky finally ended. With a bang, a figure fell straight down and fell on the competition platform.

The dark clouds dispersed, the sky returned to light, and the scene of Su Cheng lying motionless on the competition stage was revealed to everyone.

The referee quickly went up to check, tested Su Cheng's breathing, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his head and said to the sect leaders and elders in the stands: "Not dead! Still alive!"

Everyone was astonished, and Zhang Yuesong cried with joy, "My Xiao Cheng!!"

With tears in his eyes, he introduced to the sect masters and elders around him, "This kid is only twenty-three years old, and he is my youngest disciple."

Sect Leader Zhao of Xiaoyao Sect exclaimed: "Are you kidding me? You have entered the Nascent Soul Realm in your early twenties!"

"Oh my god, it turns out this kid is only in his early twenties."

Everyone witnessed the birth of a Nascent Soul Realm who was in his early twenties. They were all a little emotional and had smiles on their faces.

Sect Master Li of Tianxuan Sect smiled and said, "Sect Master Xie has such talented people under his sect. I really envy others."

"No, no, the disciples of Sect Leader Li are the most outstanding."

"Thank you, Sect Master, so don't be humble, hahahaha."

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The three people from the Changbai Sect were surrounded by cheers.

Gu Feiyan fell into silence. Such a good seedling was actually in Changbai Sect...

Zhan Fengliu couldn't help but remind him: "Master, senior brother, although this kid is still alive, he must be seriously injured."

"Should we see how injured he is first?"

Zhang Yuesong wiped away his tears and said, "Yes, yes! I almost forgot about this!"

Thanks: "That's right, Yue Song, Feng Liu, go down and have a look."

Zhan Fengliu smiled helplessly, shook his head, got up and went down with Zhang Yuesong.

But before the two of them reached the competition stage, Su Cheng had already woken up.

She felt as if her body was falling apart, and she might die, but she still barely felt it.

If I risk my life again...

Su Cheng decided to stage a tragic victory. She wanted to win the game and return home.

She climbed up with difficulty and looked at Ye Zhanfeng who was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The surname is Ye, let's continue."

Ye Zhanfeng was stunned, "What?"

Su Cheng staggered twice, stood firm and slowed down, and a golden long sword appeared in her hand, which was the sword heart she had just realized.

"We haven't decided the winner yet." Ye Zhanfeng was startled for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Are you sure?"

Su Cheng suddenly felt another mouthful of blood welling up in her chest, and at the same time she saw Zhang Yuesong and Zhan Fengliu rushing towards her.

Zhang Yuesong's expression was as if he saw that his family heirloom was about to be broken.

No, you can't vomit blood at this time, otherwise Zhang Yuesong will risk his life not to let her go.

Then Su Cheng swallowed the mouthful of blood and directly raised the golden sword, "Let's do it."

Gu Sheng's eyes widened and he stood up from his seat, "Is he crazy?"

Vendetta laughed loudly, "Is this kid mentally ill? Does he really want to die?"

He shouted to Ye Zhanfeng on the stage: "Zhan Feng! If he wants to die, you will make it happen for him!"

"Madman, this is a madman."

"You have just come out of marrow purgatory to go through the tribulation, and after you have gone through the tribulation, you still have to compete. Isn't this a lunatic?"

"He is determined to die..."

Gu Feiyan narrowed his eyes. Su Cheng's desperate posture at this moment made his feeling of déjà vu become stronger and stronger.

He also realized that this child was a stubborn person.

In order to take this breath, I even risked my life.

He already hates the Chiluo Sect, and there is no way he would be willing to leave the Changbai Sect and join his sect.

Since this talent cannot be used by him, there is no use in keeping it.

There is no need to continue investigating his identity.

He used his spiritual consciousness to send a message to Ye Zhanfeng: [Zhan Feng, kill him. 】

Ye Zhanfeng was a little surprised. The original order he received was to seriously injure him, just like Yang Ziqi.

Unexpectedly, Gu Feiyan would directly let him kill people in public.

Although the rules of the game are life and death, his actions will definitely make both him and the Chiluo Sect criticized.

Forget it, even Gu Feiyan doesn't care about reputation, so what should he care about?

He responded calmly: [Yes, Sect Master. 】

Su Cheng realized the sword heart, and although he was not yet skilled in using it, it would still affect his control of the endless sword box.

He simply put down the sword case and took out a spear from the space ring.

"Ye Zhanfeng can still use a gun?"

"I really didn't expect that..."

"His gun seems to be a purple-level gun. It seems that its power should not be underestimated."

"What exactly does Su Cheng want to do?"

"If you don't make it clear in this fight, will you die?"

Both Zhang Yuesong and Zhan Fengliu also saw Su Cheng's intention. Zhang Yuesong shouted: "Stop!"

"stop!!!"

Su Cheng quickly rushed forward with his sword.

After reaching a higher level, the feeling of fighting is indeed different.

Although she was seriously injured now, the power of her attack was vastly different from what it was half an hour ago.

A hurricane blew up on the competition stage, and the scene between the two was like a fight between gods, which opened the eyes of the young disciples who had never seen much of the world.

Zhang Yuesong rushed to the stage regardless of the situation, but was stopped by the referee.

"Elder Yue Song, you can't go up."

"The competition has begun. It is against the rules for you to interfere."

Zhang Yuesong was so anxious that he couldn't lift it up in one breath, "Me!!"

He said "I, I, I" for a long time, and then said: "I don't care!"

Then he was about to barge in with a shy face, but luckily Zhan Fengliu stood aside and stopped him.

"Elder brother, please come down quickly! There are so many people watching!"