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It's too late...

Murong Binglan bit her lips lightly, her beautiful eyes filled with unwillingness.

This is the first time she has been judged like this for her sword!

"I lost this time, but next time I will definitely beat you!"

Murong Binglan took a deep breath, her eyes returned to normal, and she said coldly to Lu Xuan.

Especially those eyes seemed to engrave Lu Xuan's appearance in his heart!

"Welcome."

Lu Xuan smiled slightly.

Murong Binglan could actually continue to fight, but there was no point in fighting anymore.

Because its sword can't break through his flesh.

If this is not resolved, no matter how much you fight, it will be useless.

It can be said that Lu Xuan was invincible from the beginning.

Of course, Murong Binglan's swordsmanship is already very strong, and it is estimated that few people of the same age and level will be her opponents.

It's a pity that he didn't practice to perfection, otherwise Lu Xuan's body might not be able to stop him.

Martial arts are perfect or not, and the gap between them is still huge.

"Brother Lu is mighty!"

Qiu Nanqing suddenly cheered.

Jumping and applauding!

Great smile!

"What are you doing? Senior Brother Lu won?"

Seeing that she seemed to be the only one cheering, Qiu Nanqing immediately looked at the others in Xingzong.

"Uh, Senior Brother Lu... Mighty..."

Others also came to their senses.

If it wasn't for Qiu Nanqing's reminder, they would still be immersed in the shock just now.

In their perception, Lu Xuan is Sister Qiu's good friend.

Low strength.

In the end, Senior Brother Lu was actually the strongest person!

It's really hidden.

The crowd began to applaud, and a look of joy appeared on their faces.

Brother Lu won, which also means that the secret realm belongs to them!

"Brother Lu is mighty!"

The eyes of everyone in Xingzong looked at Lu Xuan, and there was a sparkling color.

"Ice blue."

Seeing Murong Binglan walking back, Murong Bo spoke with some worry.

Those who practice kendo, pay attention to forging ahead.

Once something fails, it is easy to have a shadow of Taoism.

"Don't worry, father, I'm not that vulnerable."

Murong Binglan saw what Murong Bo was thinking and signaled him to rest assured.

"That's fine."

Seeing his daughter's clear eyes, Murong Bo breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Binglan was his hope for the rise of the Murong clan.

If it was abandoned because of this battle, the loss would be too great.

"This time it was my intelligence that was wrong, blame me for it."

Murong Bo looked at Lu Xuan in the center of the venue.

"This has nothing to do with intelligence. If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. Even if you know it, it won't change the current result."

Murong Binglan shook her head slightly, "This person's body is very terrifying, and he should have practiced a prefectural-level high-level body training method to a perfect state."

"It's just that in Xingzong, when did such a number one person exist?"

"I haven't heard of it either."

Ye Tian said next to him, his eyes were very dignified, "I have seen the true legend of Xingzong, but this person is definitely not among them."

"Maybe it was secretly cultivated by Xingzong?"

Hearing this, Murong Binglan frowned slightly and could only temporarily believe this explanation.

Then Murong Bo made a surprised voice.

"There's something wrong with this wood clan, how did they win, and they still have such a silent expression?"

"Shouldn't they be cheering?"

Murong Binglan suddenly looked over.

I saw that the hundreds of wood people didn't know when they slowly dispersed, surrounded everyone, and everyone didn't have the joy that victory should have on their faces.

Not only them, Qiu Nanqing, who was still cheering, also found the abnormality.

"Patriarch Mu, what are you doing?"

Qiu Nanqing looked at Mu Guhan not far away, her eyes narrowed slowly.

With such an abnormal behavior, no matter how big she is, she can still feel that something is wrong.

"Thank you Shang Zong for winning the secret realm for my wooden clan."

Mu Guhan put his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face.

"But you don't look so happy,"

Qiu Nanqing said, "And your clan seems to have surrounded us all, what does this mean?"

"The meaning is very simple, that is, I hope that Shang Zong can stay on this land forever."

Mu Guhan said slowly.

After the words fell, the power of the primordial spirit that belonged to the soul palace realm began to permeate.

All those who have not yet reached the Soul Palace suddenly feel that their spirits are a little heavy.

"Sure, something went wrong."

Seeing this scene, Lu Xuan's eyes became slightly gloomy.

Before he came, his mind was a little restless, and there was always a sense of oppression that the storm was about to come.

Now it doesn't seem right.

"To stay on this land forever?"

"You want to kill me?"

Qiu Nanqing's pretty face was cold, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Want to betray Dao Domain, betray Xingzong?"

"You know what's going to happen?!"*