Medicine door witch

Chapter 1250 Returning Triumphantly (7)

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In the auditorium of the Great Martial Arena, it was as if a bomb had been dropped, and it exploded completely.

And in the sky above the Great Martial Arena, the faces of several giants whose Saint Cultivation got farther and farther away also turned serious.

Yan Xiang, who was watching from the auditorium of the Dawu Arena, also got up and flew to the sky above the Dawu Arena, formed a circle with the other five hall masters, and stood still.

"Shui Qingchan, what on earth do you mean?" Yan Xiang asked the hall master of Shengshui hall aggressively with an angry face, "I have a holy fire hall in my district, but you are so respected, and Fan Xi, who bought the nine masters of the holy cultivator, came Fighting Ling Luo, my young apprentice who just started, what is your intention!"

Although Shui Qingchan is very old, she still looks like a middle-aged beautiful woman.

She had a look of embarrassment, and her voice was slightly apologetic: "I'm sorry, Master Yan, I really didn't know about this matter."

"I didn't know? Didn't I know that your biological daughter Shui Rou would join the battle in person? Didn't know that you would let Xiao Ling and Fan Xi mess around here?" Yan Xiang's suffocated anger suddenly burst into flames.

He thought of the two seriously injured apprentices lying in the medical room of the Dawu Arena. Fu Dong's injury was stabilized, but it was hard to say for Xu Huang. Yun Qin said that the situation was still very critical.

And here, Ling Luo, who fought against Fanxi, was seriously injured and fell into a bitter fight like never before.

"The battle was first provoked by Xiao Ling from your Holy Water Hall, but in the end he didn't want to fight by himself and hired a helper from the Nine Masters of the Saint Cultivator to bully my apprentice, Xiao Luo, who only has the strength of a first-level martial spirit, right?! "

Shui Qingchan was silent
She was speechless.

"All along, you Wutang bullied my Holy Fire Hall, and I never really took it to heart. But this time is different." Yan Xiang looked awe-inspiring, like an angry god, "Half of the disciples of my Holy Fire Hall have been damaged, My life is at stake, and as a master, I will definitely not sit idly by!"

Xuanyuan Jing sighed softly, and said, "Brother Yan, don't get angry. Fanxi is a member of my Shengjintang. In this matter, whether I am the head of Shengjintang or the dean of Shengxiu College There is no shirking the responsibility. The old man will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation for the Holy Fire Hall."

Xuanyuan Jing's beard and hair are all white, and his whole person looks quite fairy-like.

His strength has reached the peak of the Martial Emperor, and he can break through the void at any time, but because he is thinking about the Saint Xiutang in his heart and has a nostalgic attachment, he has been deliberately suppressing his own strength, and has been reluctant to leave for a long time.

He stretched out his old hand like a dry branch, and waved it lightly towards the center of the martial arts arena.

A large piece of extremely holy golden light shrouded it.All the vitality in the entire Great Martial Arena disappeared.

For Ling Luo, Fan Xi, and Ming Xiche, the vitality exuding from their bodies disappeared, and their attacking moves also failed.

Fan Xi seemed to be saved, lying on the ground, breathing in fresh air.

But Ming Xiche raised his head with interest, looked at Xuanyuan Jing, and said, "Unexpectedly, there are still one or two people in your world who are still capable."

Even the humble dragon and the sea soul beast, who were fighting in mid-air, lost all their vitality and fell straight down.

Jianlong's body also transformed into the original appearance of a black fat cat. If Ling Luo hadn't reached out to catch it in time, he might have fallen to pieces.

(End of this chapter)