After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

The man looked directly at Yun Haochen, and then said: "I look forward to fighting you even more."

Yun Haochen said with a cool tone: "As long as you can resist beating."

The other party suddenly sneered: "It's not always certain who resists."

Long Tianao has not said a word, but his face is already very ugly.

Long Hua seemed a little regretful and said: "Oh, it's a pity Longhu..."

"Shut up." Long Tianao looked at him coldly.

Long Hua was taken aback for a moment, feeling aggrieved: "Sovereign, the old man is also..."

"Huh?" Long Tianao's eyes were obviously threatened, making Long Hua suddenly stunned.

Longying glanced faintly, and said nothing.

At this moment, Long Feiye's heart was raging, but he still kept calm and looked at the person on the ring, and said in a calm tone: "Yes, yes...you are indeed amazing."

The man heard Long Feiye say something, then looked at him and smiled faintly: "What? Do you want to fight me too?"

"Heh..." Long Feiye sneered, "I don't want to fight with you, but want to try to beat you, isn't it cool."

The man's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a hint of danger gradually spread.

"Lingzong Wuxin, one of the master's apprentices, may have reached the eighth level of the strength king level, with a dual-attribute physique. Don't you think that with your strength, saying these words is basically looking for death?"

Long Feiye curled his lips and replied in a faint tone: "In this way, you have already investigated the strength of the disciples in the competition."

The other party is noncommittal, and the look in Long Feiye's eyes can be said to be disdainful from the inside out.

Lazy and sarcasm, he slowly replied: "It is indeed known in advance, otherwise, how can I know that I can crush you with just one hand?"

"Then try, I hope you don't regret it." Long Feiye replied coldly.

There was a lot of discussion around again, "Although Wuxin is also very talented, his cultivation is already quite strong among his peers, but since then, there seems to be some gap in the strength that the person has just shown?"

"That's true, but it's not easy to say about strength. What if he still has a hole card?"

Among the few fighters in Xuanmen, there was a man sitting in the middle of the first row, with ordinary appearance, but a pair of eyes were cold and stern. He glanced at Long Feiye and said calmly: "Looking for a dead end."

The other person beside him immediately smiled, "Isn't it? After a while, no matter who meets this person, remember to greet him well."

The other people nodded suddenly, showing the same sarcasm.

In the position of the VIP table, the leader from the profound door, wrapped in a black robe, did not have the slightest expression on his face, and a pair of deep chilling eyes showed a hint of interest. The corners of the mouth are slightly outlined: "Heh, it's really getting more and more interesting."

On the arena, the man from the Xuan Sect sneered, "I regret these two words, but leave yourself alone! I really don't like you, not just you, but other sects that can make me look after. There are really no more than two opponents."

Having said that, the man confidently looked at Yun Haochen again, "One is you, and the other is forgotten."

Forgetting to be named, the reaction was just a lazy look at him, his cold voice, and he replied, "It is my misfortune to be regarded as opponents by all of you."

The man's expression condensed slightly, as if he was studying the meaning of his words.

Immediately afterwards, Wangyou seemed to be an explanation, and said: "Poor character, poor strength..."

The other party understood the first two sentences. He was scolding himself, but he hadn't waited for him to return.

Wangyou jumped out the next sentence, "Long is ugly."

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