Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

The two of them were very close.

"Yeah! Is this Tianji Holy Land sure that it has not fallen into the devil's way? They even use the soul refining method! Where is the referee! Referee!!! Stop them quickly!"

"Did our Wuxiang Holy Land recruit you? Bastards! You only attacked us! And you are so vicious! Referee!"

"..."

Zi Xiao sat on a chair near the ring, and Yan Ling'er kept fanning him with a small fan behind him. Her flattering expression made the Yaoguang Saint on the stage speechless.

Hearing the opinions raised by those people, Zi Xiao curled his lips.

What vicious? I didn't see it, I don't know.

On the high platform.

The face of the Wuxiang Saint was completely gloomy.

But turn around and find that the Lord of the Lights and the Sky, are staring at him there, and are about to move. The hand is not weak, and it is worthy of the four words of young Tianjiao. The position of the disciples of Tianxuan rushed up. This time, with so many people, the people of Tianxuan Holy Land were completely trapped in a corner.

"What are these bandits from Yaoguang Holy Land going to do?!"

"We are all the junior brothers and sisters that the senior brother once loved, these bastards! Are they so ruthless?!"

"Senior brother! Senior brother, look quickly! They are targeting us!"

"..."

Hearing that this group of people dared to mention the junior uncle, the eyes of the Yaoguang disciples were red, and they were obviously buffed.

"Bastards! You dare to mention the junior uncle?! You are not worthy!"

"Can a broken mirror be reunited? Even if it can, I will smash it to pieces!"

"It was you, a group of ungrateful people, who trapped the senior brother in a reputation of being unkind and unjust. Now you are licking your face and begging? You are dreaming!"

"Today I will tell you what a black hand is!"

A group of Yaoguang disciples holding strange weapons bombarded the Tianxuan disciples.

With the help of people from other holy places, there was no suspense in this battle.

The most cruel thing was that they would lose if they knocked the other party off the stage, but these people had no intention of knocking them off the stage.

Instead, they took out ropes from their waists and tied them up like dumplings.

"Pretending, right? Begging, right? Framed, right? Regretful, right?! I'll let you fly!"

The Tianxuan disciples were tied up like dumplings, and then they were punched and kicked. In addition to the three lower moves, they were hit on the face.

Each one was more cruel than the other.

Even the Yaoguang Saint on the stage was shocked.

The little calves were too cruel, and they beat those bald heads so badly just now.

They are cruel to the disciples of Tianxuan Holy Land again this time?

Will there be a war in this sect competition? There are still two people from the Tianmo Sect in the sect!

"Hehe... Brother Tianhao..."

Jun Moyan, with a smoky makeup on his face, appeared out of nowhere and smiled strangely at the Holy Lord Yaoguang: "So Brother Tianhao plans to start with the disciples first. It seems that you said you disagreed with my proposal that day, but you have actually started to act! Don't worry, we won't fall behind."

After that, the Holy Lord Tianji made a gesture.

Wei Zhenbin below saw this scene and nodded knowingly, then blinked hard at the disciples on the ring.

"We understand! Senior Brother!"

A group of Tianji disciples with black air in their mouths no longer held back, laughing, and their attacks were more ruthless than each other.

Especially after they kicked down the monks in front of them, they aimed directly at the important parts and kicked them hard.

Crack!

The sound of chickens flying and eggs breaking made Zixiao, who was sitting on the chair, take a breath of cold air.

These disciples of Tianji Holy Land are really useless.

No wonder Kuku is emitting black air. If you are like this, you will be emitting black air too.

"Ah?!"

The Yaoguang disciples were stunned for a moment when they saw the Tianji disciples were so vicious.

"Has our limelight been stolen?"

"Yes! They agreed to attack us, and our attack hasn't ended yet, but they are going to quit masturbation permanently?"

"No! Brothers, we can't be outdone by them! Quitting masturbation, right? Who wouldn't do that!"

Seeing the disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land so crazy, especially the group of little monks lying on the ground wailing.

The people of the Tianxuan Holy Land were about to cry.

"Stop, stop, stop! I admit defeat! I admit defeat! Stop fighting!"

"Don't attack my second brother! I can jump down by myself!"

"I admit defeat! We all admit defeat!"

"..."

Hearing the words of the Tianxuan disciples, the Yaoguang disciples did not waver at all: "Do you have the final say? What are you thinking! Still want to admit defeat! Wishful thinking! Brothers, come on!"

The holy masters on the high platform stared at the scene on the ring in amazement.

Good guy, the disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land and the disciples of the Tianji Holy Land competed on strange things.

The face of the Wuxiang Holy Lord became darker and darker, and the veins on his forehead bulged. If he couldn't beat them, he would turn the table over with them now!

But there was no way, he could only endure it now!

He silently chanted Amitabha in his mouth, praying for those disciples who had lost their lives.

The competition passed quickly in a wailing.

Without any surprise, the winner was the Yaoguang Holy Land.

After all, not only is their cultivation level far ahead of theirs, but the disciples of Tianji Holy Land are even more eager to wear the same pants as them.

One sick person can still fight, but how can two hundred people with diseases fight? !

In the end, basically whoever the Yaoguang disciples looked at would jump off the stage. We are here to communicate, not to bury the second brother.

In the blink of an eye, only the Tianxuan disciples and Wuxiang disciples who were still wailing were left on the stage, and the others gradually walked down.

Lin Ye below clenched his fists. He saw the miserable state of these junior brothers and sisters with his own eyes, and the anger in his heart became stronger.

A pair of eyes looked straight at Zuo Yuanfei.

It was about to be the most important one-on-one duel!

Everything he lost, especially the eldest brother, he wanted to get back with his own strength!

Zuo Yuanfei on the other side was not to be outdone. He looked at him, and the golden blood energy on his body was almost uncontrollable.

The two of them murmured subconsciously at the same time.

"Big Brother is mine!"

"Little Uncle is mine!"

Zi Xiao almost vomited all over Yan Ling'er with these words. He stared at the two of them with wide eyes, expressing his incomprehension.

"What do you two mean! Am I the destined heroine???"