My Wife, Something is Wrong

End of first game.

In the second round, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect faced off against the Tianxiong Sect, and the outcome was still decided in three games.

The Tianxiong Sect hesitated, seemingly hesitant.

But there was still a burly young man who stepped onto the fighting platform and glanced at Dayan.

He was obviously giving himself encouragement.

"You, little Big Yan, can defeat the Piao Miao Xian Sect, let alone my majestic Tian Xiong Sect!"

The rest of the Tianxiong Sect also had the same idea.

After two competitions with Dayan, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect has fallen off the altar, and many of its elite disciples have been killed.

At this time, it is the best moment for them to step on the Piaomiao Immortal Sect and ascend to the third largest sect in the Nine Provinces Continent!

However, the result was not what they expected.

In the first competition, Piaomiaoxian Sect sent a disciple with the same cultivation level as the burly young man. Relying on the powerful skills and the spiritual treasure in his hand, he defeated the burly young man with only hundreds of moves. Lying on the ground.

Because the Tianxiong Sect relied on Penglai Immortal Island, the disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect did not kill them.

In the first game, Piaomiao Xianzong won.

In the second game, Tianxiong Sect directly sent an elder from the middle stage of Guiyi.

The Piaomiao Immortal Sect still only sent one disciple up.

But this disciple's reputation is not small. Lin Peng ranked first in the last Piao Miao Ranking. He became famous at a young age. Now he is only in his thirties and is already in the middle stage of Guiyi.

At the same time, he has a special physique that allows him to make breakthroughs without any bottlenecks, so he can practice very quickly.

As Xu Xinghe announced the start of the competition, the two immediately started fighting.

Under the fighting stage.

Luo Qingzhou was looking at the talented disciple of Piaomiao Immortal Sect on the stage with burning eyes.

He would carefully observe every person in Piaomiao Xianzong who came on stage.

Xia Chan stood quietly next to him, obedient and obedient, completely without the coldness and coldness of killing people on stage before.

Everyone in Dayan next to him looked at it in amazement and their faces were full of envy.

"I didn't expect that it was really someone from Mr. Luo's house..."

"Young Master Luo is really hiding his secrets. A random person in the house can kill a master in the Guiyi realm instantly..."

"It's my great fortune that His Majesty has such a sharp eye..."

Nangong Huoyue on the side had a cold face and said nothing.

From time to time she glanced at the hands held by the two of them, and wanted to speak several times, but could not.

Because she knew that the girl in front of her was his real first woman, not even the second young lady of the Qin family, let alone her.

Moreover, his current identity is Luo Qing, the uncle of the Qin family, the new champion Luo Qingzhou, not Chu Feiyang of her family.

"snort."

Therefore, she just snorted in dissatisfaction and muttered: "How can you behave properly if you pull, pull, and rub in public?"

Luo Qingzhou was looking at the stage while naturally stroking the girl's little hand with his fingers. He didn't know whether he really didn't hear what she said or whether he pretended not to hear her on purpose.

On the other hand, Xia Chan next to her blushed slightly.

The two sides on the stage have already started a fierce battle.

The middle-aged man of the Tianxiong Sect was holding a spear, and struck with thunder as soon as he shot it. Every move made the sound of wind and thunder. At the same time, the spirit also drove the flying sword to attack.

On the opposite side, Lin Peng from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect was holding a sword and was just defensive at first.

A quarter of an hour later.

The sword in his hand suddenly screamed and turned into a silver dragon, rushing forward menacingly.

He began to change from passive to active, attacking like a violent storm, continuously and faster and faster.

The burly middle-aged man on the opposite side began to take a defensive position.

The two sides fought fiercely for another half hour, with no outcome in sight.

Lin Peng slashed out with his sword, suddenly retreated, then took out a blue bronze mirror from his arms, and muttered something to the burly middle-aged man opposite.

The burly middle-aged man had just defeated his sword light when he suddenly felt a terrifying force coming over him, instantly locking his figure and aura, making him freeze in place and unable to move.

He was shocked and immediately used all the strength in his body to break free.

At the same time, he hurriedly left his body and drove his flying sword to attack the force coming from the bronze mirror in front.

But at this time, Lin Peng had already taken the opportunity to get close to him, slashed out with his sword, and with a roar, a silver dragon shot out and pounced on him instantly.

A huge force suddenly struck!

The burly middle-aged man was shaken and immediately flew out.

Before he landed, Lin Peng slashed out with his sword again, and hundreds of sword shadows suddenly appeared, striking the burly middle-aged man together.

The protective light shield and protective shield on his body suddenly shattered and opened.

"Peng!"

Huge power fell on him.

He fell heavily to the ground, and at the same time, many wounds were cut all over his body by the sword light.

But a new shield quickly appeared on his body.

He roared suddenly, jumped up from the ground, and the spear in his hand buzzed and began to grow in size.

However, at this moment, the blue bronze mirror in Lin Peng's hand shone at him again.

A blue light shield fell on him.

The soul power that had just surged out of the burly middle-aged man suddenly stopped in his arms, and his entire body instantly froze in place.

Although it is only a short moment, it changes rapidly.

When he broke free with all his strength, the sword in Lin Peng's hand struck down on top of his head with a "swish" sound.

"puff……"

The protective light shield he had condensed shattered in an instant.

The sharp sword blade with dazzling sword light, with the sound of sword whistling through the air, fell on his head, instantly breaking his hair and scalp.

The fear of pain and death came!

He did not hesitate at all, and hurriedly shouted: "I give up!"

The people of Tianxiong Sect below the stage also shouted: "Show mercy! We give up!"

"Wow!"

The sword in Lin Peng's hand suddenly stopped.

At the same time, the sword light on the sword also disappeared in an instant.

The sword energy and murderous aura, like a summer rainstorm, came quickly and went quickly.

In a blink of an eye, the sky was clear.

Lin Peng took back his sword, stepped back two steps, and said with a bow: "Elder Ge, I'm grateful for your help."

The burly middle-aged man named Ge Ming was pale and felt very sad. He panted heavily for a while, and then said unwillingly: "If it weren't for your mirror, I would never lose to you!"

Lin Peng just smiled faintly and didn't say anything else.

Everyone knew that he did take advantage of the mirror.

But the rules of the competition did not prohibit the use of magic weapons and spiritual treasures. As long as it was his own thing, he could use anything, even poison, puppet spirit beasts, etc.

The Piaomiao Immortal Sect was a big family, so naturally they had more and better magic weapons and spiritual treasures than other sects. The only thing to blame was the opponent's sect.

At this time, Xu Xinghe announced: "Piaomiao Immortal Sect vs. Tianxiong Sect, Piaomiao Immortal Sect wins!"

Lin Peng bowed to the audience, glanced at Dayan, and walked off the stage.

Ge Ming also walked away with a face full of embarrassment and anger.

The next match was between Baihai Kingdom and Xueshen Sect. Strangely, Baihai Kingdom withdrew directly.

So, three to two.

The winners Da Yan and Piaomiao Xianzong, as well as the Xueshen Palace, which had a bye, drew lots to fight.

This time, Bai Yishan personally went on stage to draw lots.

And for Piaomiao Xianzong, it was Yueyanglou, the peak master of the Six Immortal Peaks, who personally went on stage.

When the two met, Bai Yishan still bowed and greeted in a gentle manner.

Yueyanglou just nodded indifferently.

The one who came on stage from Xueshen Palace was a woman in a white dress wearing a veil. She had a cold temperament, pure and elegant, like a snow lotus on an iceberg.

The practitioners below the stage were all whispering about this mysterious sect that had only risen in recent years.

"I heard that the Snow God Palace is located on the top of the Arctic glacier. All the people in the sect are women. After going down the mountain, they all wear veils or masks and do not show their true faces..."

"The disciples in the sect rarely appear in the secular world, never participate in various competitions, and rarely show their cultivation and skills. They are very mysterious..."

"According to my master, people from the Tiankui Sect went to trouble them last year. As a result, more than 50 people went, and all disappeared out of thin air and never came back..."

"The Tiankui Sect is one of the top ten sects in our Jiuzhou Continent. Since then, the name of the Snow God Palace has appeared on the list of various sects..."

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At this time, Xu Xinghe announced the results.

"The Piaomiao Xianzong and the Snow God Palace have caught each other, and both sides have begun to select candidates and prepare for the competition!"

As soon as the results came out, the audience was suddenly restless.

"It seems that Da Yan and Piao Miao Xian Zong will meet again in the finals. The two are mortal enemies. It is estimated that they will fight to the death in the finals this time."

"It is estimated that Piao Miao Xian Zong will not dare to be careless this time."

"Hmph, if Piao Miao Xian Zong loses to Da Yan again this time, it is estimated that the status of the three major Xian Zongs will be lost immediately."

Yue Yang Lou walked down the platform and discussed the candidates with the senior leaders of Piao Miao Xian Zong.

The woman from the Snow God Palace also walked down the platform coldly and walked towards the woods not far away.

"It just so happens that we can take a closer look at the strength of those people from Piao Miao Xian Zong."

After Bai Yishan stepped down, everyone in Da Yan whispered.

Luo Qingzhou had time to ask Xia Chan beside him, whispering: "Chan Chan, who did you come with? Who asked you to come?"

Xia Chan lowered her head, was silent for a while, and said: "I, alone."

Luo Qingzhou certainly didn't believe it.

This girl is just a road idiot. How could she come alone from such a long distance?

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll take you into the tent, put on a pair of ponytails, and make you sing Little Donkey."

Luo Qingzhou held his little hand and threatened in a low voice.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded beside his ear: "What are the ponytails? What is Little Donkey?"

Luo Qingzhou froze and turned his head to look.

The Queen had come to his side without knowing when, almost sticking to him.

Luo Qingzhou hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, please respect yourself, my current identity is...ah..."

Yue Yaojian suddenly felt a pain.

This time it really hurt.

Not only was it painful to be pinched, but it seemed to be burned by the flames.

The Queen glared at him fiercely, narrowed her eyes, and said threateningly: "I'm asking you a question! What are the ponytails and Little Donkey?"

Luo Qingzhou hesitated and couldn't say it.

Xia Chan next to him lowered her head tightly, twisting her fingers on her skirt, and her cheeks were full of blushes.

"Speak!"

The Queen looked like she was about to get angry.

She was really curious.

Luo Qingzhou could only whisper: "Your Majesty, let's talk about it when we return to the tent tonight... There are too many people here..."

"Hmph, it's obvious that they are some obscene things."

The queen looked sarcastic and contemptuous.

Luo Qingzhou was about to say "Yes, yes, yes, let's not talk about it", but she said again: "Hmph, when the competition is over, go back to the tent and tell me! I want to see how obscene you are, a hypocritical guy!"

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

At this time, a woman from the Snow God Palace walked onto the stage.

The woman was wearing a pink dress, a pink veil on her face, pink pearl flowers on her hair, and an eye mask like a silk scarf on her eyes. The whole person was wrapped tightly, but she looked particularly pink and lovely.

When Luo Qingzhou saw this woman, his heart suddenly shook.

He was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and looked at Xia Chan beside him.

At this time, Xia Chan still lowered her head and blushed, and seemed not to care about the people on the stage.

When Luo Qingzhou was about to ask, a shrill cry suddenly came from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.

Everyone's attention was attracted to it.

In the crowd of Piaomiao Immortal Sect, a young disciple was seen kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and crying loudly: "Master! Great Elder! Don't let me go up! My stomach hurts, it really hurts...ah, I have to poop! I really have to poop!"

While crying, he knelt and retreated, as if he wanted to slip away.

A thin old man was punching and kicking him, cursing: "Coward! Coward! Waste! Go up! Even if you have to pull, go up! The other party is not that kid Dayan, you are afraid of your uncle! Damn it, I can't kill you!"

The young disciple knelt and kowtowed despite his punches and kicks, crying and begging: "Master, please kill me, I really have a stomachache and can't stand up..."

The thin old man was immediately furious, jumped up, and beat him on his body.

The cultivators around were all stunned.

The elder Gong Yangyan of Piaomiao Xianzong waved his sleeves, and immediately a hazy light shield appeared, covering everyone in Piaomiao Xianzong.

The crying, beating, begging, etc. inside disappeared.

At this time, the cultivators around couldn't help laughing.

"Piao Miao Xian Zong actually has such a timid disciple..."

"That disciple is not simple. I heard that he was one of the top disciples on the Piao Miao Ranking last year."

"Haha, it seems that he was scared by the young man in Dayan. I heard that the disciples of Piao Miao Xian Zong who died tragically at the border of Dayan last time were all famous genius disciples on the Piao Miao Ranking..."

When everyone was discussing excitedly and gloating, the light shield covering everyone in Piao Miao Xian Zong suddenly disappeared.

A tall woman in a blue skirt, holding a sword, walked out of the crowd and walked onto the battle stage.

She first bowed to Xu Xinghe, and then introduced in a cold voice: "I am Tian Feiyan from Piao Miao Xian Zong, and my cultivation is in the middle stage of Guiyi."

As soon as this name came out, there was a burst of exclamations from the crowd.

"Tian Feiyan! The new saint of Piaomiao Xianzong! I heard that she is practicing both body and soul, and her physical body has reached the late stage of Grandmaster!"

"Tsk tsk, I thought Piaomiao Xianzong would bring her out when competing for the Great Spirit Mine, but I didn't expect her to come out now. It seems that the younger generation of Piaomiao Xianzong has suffered heavy casualties in the past two years."

"By the way, I also heard that this woman has a special physique, and can take yang to replenish yin and practice with dual cultivation!"

"Is it true?"

"This news came from the outer sect of Piaomiao Xianzong... Hush, keep your voice down."

The audience whispered.

On the stage, the woman from the Snow God Palace did not introduce herself for a long time.

Luo Qingzhou's eyes were fixed on her.

After another moment.

Just when Xu Xinghe was about to remind her, the woman finally spoke: "Xue Wu from the Snow God Palace, early stage of Guiyi."

The voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

Luo Qingzhou frowned slightly, but his eyes were still fixed on her.

Xu Xinghe announced: "Piaomiao Xianzong vs. Xueshen Palace, the first match begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stumbled and almost fell.

His face suddenly changed.

At this time, Tian Feiyan, the saint of Piaomiao Xianzong, was about to draw her sword and fight, but suddenly her eyes went dark, her body shook a few times involuntarily, and she almost fell.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the pink-skirted woman named Xue Wu suddenly rushed in front of her and punched her in the face.

Tian Feiyan was immediately knocked out, and at the same time, two front teeth flew out of her mouth with blood.

As soon as she fell to the ground, the woman named Xue Wu appeared in front of her, with a cold light flashing in her hand, and directly cut off her head.

The match was over.

The crowd below the stage: "..."

Xu Xinghe on the stage: "..."

"Puff——"

The headless corpse spurted blood.

A shadow suddenly emerged from Tian Feiyan's body, running away while screaming: "Master! Save me!"

The woman without snow grabbed her neck.

The great elder of Piaomiao Xianzong, Gong Yangyan, woke up and hurriedly flew up, shouting angrily: "Stop! We admit defeat!"

Xu Xinghe also shouted immediately: "Stop!"

The woman without snow looked at him coldly and said: "Announce the result first."

Xu Xinghe froze for a moment, then said with a twitch in the corner of his eye: "The first match between Piaomiao Xianzong and Xueshen Palace, Xueshen Palace won."

After the words fell, Xue Wucai slowly let go of his hand.

Tian Feiyan's soul hurriedly fled off the platform, trembling and crying.

Thousands of practitioners below the stage were all silent at this moment.

And Luo Qingzhou's eyes were still fixed on the pink figure on the platform, his face changing constantly.

When the figure walked off the platform coldly, he immediately flashed and chased after it.

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