The second elder looked at the elder Yunya and asked.

"I'm afraid not, go ahead and plan for the worst," said the elder Yunya.

"In the first game, the Crazy Tiger Gang, the black three tigers win!"

Chapter 42 Consecutive defeats, the head is there

A loud shout resounded throughout the audience, and the second game continued.

The No.2 Tianjiao of Rising Sun Gate came to the stage.

And the result is still the same.

The black three tigers won again.

Lanyuezong Tianjiao was strong and immediately came to help the Rising Sun Gate.

As a result, they were also poisoned.

"These bastards."

The second elder of the Rising Sun Gate looked at the scene in front of him and said angrily.

"Brother, if we continue like this, we will lose."

The second elder was very anxious.

He has just checked the Tianjiao of the Rising Sun Gate.

The Tianjiao of Lanyuezong also has elders to check and investigate.

I didn't find their bodies, there was nothing strange about them.

However, once in the ring, something was wrong.

This poison is not simple.

The one who can use such a clever poison must be a poison master who is proficient in poison.

Lanyue Sect and Rising Sun Gate have each lost two games.

The Crazy Tigers have won three consecutive games.

Qianjuemen won the first match, and its arrogant Qianxunhuan was still standing on the hanging ring, shouting: "Is there no one going to challenge me? Then I will choose my opponent."

"Please enlighten the Rising Sun Gate."

Except for Ye Yan, who was not present, there were only two left at the Rising Sun Gate.

Hearing Qianxun Huan's words, the 20-year-old Qin Yang, who had cultivated in the second level of the Martial Spirit Realm, stood up and said, "I'll fight you."

Qianxun Huan looked at Qin Yang who came to the stage, and the corner of his mouth raised a provocative arc: "Why don't you get angry?"

"unnecessary!"

Qin Yang said lightly, clenched his fists, and directly fought meleely, without using spiritual energy at all.

"Is Qin Yang trying to win with his body? He's trying to prevent himself from being poisoned, but it's too difficult to win with just his body."

The second elder looked at Qin Yang's actions and knew Qin Yang's thoughts at a glance.

"Hey...the Sect Master doesn't know where to go?"

The elder Yunya sighed and said.

Now that the sect Tianjiao has been drugged, the situation has become very bad, and Ye Yan can only rely on it.

"Brother, do you want Shaobai to play? Let's make substitutions."

The second elder asked.

"Is it not time for Shaobai to face the wall yet? He made a big mistake this time, and he cannot be forgiven."

The elder Yunya said sternly.

"Can……"

"Oh!"

Just when the second elder wanted to say something?

In the arena, Qianxun Huan, who couldn't use his anger in a hand-to-hand fight against Qin Yang, dissipated his anger and was defeated by Qianxun Huan.

"Losing again?"

"There are ghosts, they must have used dirty means."

"Protest, why did our senior brother dissipate as soon as he used his spiritual energy..."

Seeing this, the disciples of the Rising Sun Gate finally couldn't bear it any longer.

They roared loudly in extreme anger, and were extremely unhappy in their hearts.

What is this?

In this way, he lost inexplicably, and he didn't even show his true strength.

Who can take it?

"You can't still rely on us, right? This conference is held in front of your sect. If there is a problem, it is also your own problem."

"That's right, we didn't come from thousands of miles away, but we weren't framed."

"If you can't afford to lose, don't participate. It's all Sun and Moon sects. Whoever wins isn't all the sect wins?"

"That's right..."

As soon as the disciples of the Rising Sun Sect opened their mouths, the disciples of several affiliated sects all made rebuttal voices.

"Quiet!"

When the elder Yunya heard the words, he immediately shouted loudly, and the momentum of the Martial God Realm covered the audience at once, and instantly made everyone shut their mouths sensibly.

Although he knew that there must be ghosts in it, but there was no evidence, so he couldn't do anything?

Now, we can only wait until after the General Assembly to investigate carefully.

"Continue the competition, the next one..."

The martial arts conference continued, with a simple challenge mode, with a total of five arrogances in each branch sect.

Take the stage and fight.

Lan Yuezong, another defeat.

Yun Tianwei's face was as cold as ice, and she endured a hot anger in her heart.

At this moment, Ye Yan was rushing towards the martial arts conference.

On the way, a disciple of the Rising Sun Sect was looking for him.

"Sect Master, Sect Master..."

When the disciple saw Ye Yan, he immediately shouted excitedly and anxiously.

"Ok?"

Ye Yan heard the words, turned his head and saw a sect disciple running towards him.

"What's the matter?"

He looked at the disciple in front of him and asked.

"The martial arts conference has already begun. The second elder asked us to come out to find you, and let you hurry over. Our Rising Sun Gate and Lanyue Sect are in a bad situation."

The disciple came to Ye Yan and said breathlessly.

"Oh, I'm going there, but I haven't had breakfast yet. You go and cook me a whole roasted chicken. It's hot. Be quick."

After Ye Yan finished speaking, he continued to walk towards the meeting place.

"Forehead……"

When the disciple heard Ye Yan's request, his face was stunned: "At this time, do you still want to eat roast chicken?"

Then, very obediently, he went to prepare roast chicken for Ye Yan.

Here, around the hanging arena.

The affiliated organizations of the major sects, watching the losing streak of the Moon Lantern Sect and the Rising Sun Sect, couldn't help but say: "Why is the level of the arrogance of this year's sect's direct line so poor?"

"It's not even as good as those of us who are collateral."

"Hey... I heard that there are a lot of geniuses in the sect's direct line? I didn't expect it to be a lie."

"..."

The elders such as Yun Tianwei and Yun Ya heard the words around them, and their faces were very ugly.

Now their Tianjiao has been defeated one after another, and even if they have the power of the Martial God, they cannot save their face.

Once angry, it is called angry into anger.

Can't sweep them away?

There is no valid reason, obviously still have one or two to think about.

"Is the Rising Sun Gate empty?"

On the hanging arena, the affiliated forces, Tianjiao of Bailianfang, Bai Xiaoyun, holding a giant sword, looked at the empty Tianjiao seat at the Rising Sun Gate, and said: "Five positions, four Tianjiao, there should be one more right? ?"

"Did you run away?"

"Hahaha……"

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter in the field.

The disciples of the Rising Sun Gate are very uncomfortable, but they can't refute, who made them lose four games in a row?

"Where's our brother Shaobai? Let him go."

"Still thinking about it on the cliff face? Who asked him to secretly practice the secret skills of the sect?"

"No.5 Tianjiao is our head, okay? Brother Shaobai is not on the list at all."

"Uh... what about the headmaster?"

"Two batches of disciples have been sent to look for it, and there is no news yet."

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