.>"What are you doing, boy?" Seeing Fang Xi furious, he knocked Cheng Hao, wearing the star meteorite armor, easily away, Gui Yue was still screaming in secret, and he quickly shouted: "In this ring battle, life and death are based on fate. You are not a person fighting on the field, so how can you intervene?! Could it be that you want to violate the rules?!"

As soon as he shouted, the disciples of Canglan Pavilion behind him also started to shout excitedly, and there was a momentum of attacking him if he had any disagreement. ()

"Hmph!" He snorted heavily. Fang Xi's momentum was not very powerful, but a cold murderous aura as cold as the sky suddenly swept across the audience. After the blessing of the death aura in the Nine Nether Fire, Fang Xi's murderous aura had already added a strong aura of death above the original blood. This suddenly erupted, and immediately shocked the group of clamoring disciples of Canglan Pavilion...

"Chen Xinling on our side has already called for admit defeat. You still kill him like this. Do you really think that there is no one in Yueyuan Pavilion?!" The murderous aura in his eyes was revealed, and Fang Xi was not afraid of Gui Yue's shouting and momentum. He stared at him and asked in a cold voice.

"you!"

Before Gui Yue could say more, Fang Xi used a soft force with his backhand, gently pushing Chen Xinling's already exhausted body back back to Yuan Yu and the others.

"I'll come to the next game! Who are you going?!"

With a very domineering wave of his hand, a kind of arrogance suddenly rose on Fang Xi's body that looked down on the world...

The first game just now was sent by Canglan Pavilion, so according to the rules, it was Yueyuan Pavilion's turn to send disciples first. Fang Xi knew that although they would most likely choose to use Tian Ji's horse racing method to deal with this game in the middle stage of Jindan, even if they knew that this would happen, what could they do? If he didn't make the game, then the opponent could choose to send the late-stage Jindan master to the next stage of Jindan after seeing Liu Feng, but there was still no change. {/ Friends uploaded and updated}

Instead of doing this, it would be better to win a clean and neat victory in this second game, which might improve your morale and lay the possibility of creating miracles.

"Mo Yu. Come on." His eyes were slightly dark, and Gui Yue lowered his head and gave a low order.

No one knows how strong Fang Xi’s combat power is, but if he asks him if he can win a game, then everyone believes that there is absolutely no problem!

There is no doubt about this answer.

You don’t see who led the Yue Yuan Pavilion team to destroy the elite surprise attack team from Canglan Pavilion, you don’t see who made the old guy Gui Yue shocked.

This kind of legendary person is going to deal with a disciple in the Golden Elixir stage?

There is no suspense in the end??

The disciple named Mo Yu is a member of Canglan Pavilion who has a cultivation level in the middle of the Golden Pill. It is obvious that Gui Yue's attitude is already very obvious. He just gave up this game and got the grasp of the third game!

"Oh" Yuan Yu sighed inwardly, feeling a little regretful. After working hard to turn the battle into the current situation, will he still lose in the end?

"Come on, Brother Fang Xi!!"

A crisp girlish voice suddenly sounded from the crowd in Yueyuan Pavilion, breaking the somewhat frozen atmosphere.

"Senior Brother Fang is mighty!!"

Under such guidance, although most of the Yueyuan Pavilion disciples did not know who Fang Xi was, they still blushed and shouted desperately.

Although they don’t know this person, he is now standing on this stage, and he is the person who strives for the glory of Yueyuan Pavilion. Such a person will definitely support him!

Fang Xi squinted his eyes and stared at the disciple of Canglan Pavilion who had walked up silently, shook his head gently...

"There is a huge gap in strength, I will die in vain!"

He kicked his feet. Fang Xi turned into a white afterimage without waiting for him to react. He rushed towards the man named Mo Yan like a flash of lightning.

The injuries Chen Xinling had already stirred up the anger and murderous intent in his heart. Fang Xi was not a good person at all, nor was he a good person with sympathy. He had never been ruthless to the enemy. His sharp claws easily tore the air passing through his palms!

One move to defeat the enemy, one blow will kill you!

This is the result Fang Xi wanted! Because he knew that the disciples of Yueyuan Pavilion needed now a refreshing victory!

And he has no choice but to do this!

"I agree." Mo Yan was shocked when he saw Fang Xi say this and then fight. Although the murderous aura emitted from Fang Xi just now knew that the opponent he was about to face was very terrible, he did not expect that a young and powerful man like him would come up without any arrogance and take action.

According to his speculation, a guy like him should be very proud to wait for him to do it first.

However, Fang Xi is such a person who does not play according to common sense. If you take it as a matter of course to speculate on his behavior, then you will definitely be caught off guard.

Before I could say the word "lose" that I gave up, Fang Xi's terrifying palm was approaching Mo Yu's body. Gui Yue had already lowered his head. He knew that Mo Yu was dead, but there was no way. He thought it was worth it to use the life of a middle-stage disciple of the Golden Pill to exchange for the final victory of this disciple battle.

"What is the ability to bully him?!"

At this moment, an arrogant shout suddenly erupted from the group of disciples of Yueyuan Pavilion. When he heard this loud shout, not only did the disciples of Canglan Pavilion show an expression of ecstasy on their faces, but even Gui Yue, who had been hanging his head since Mo Yu came on the stage, raised his face in surprise.

The cold light flashed violently. After an extremely crisp sound of gold and iron, Fang Xi's wind-torn claw was shocked to the side by a sharp sword light. It only made a few blood marks on Mo Yu's face, but did not take his life.

"Senior Brother Duling, it's Senior Brother Duling here!!"

Suddenly shouts of surprise came from the disciples of Canglan Pavilion one after another. It was obvious that the master of this voice had a very high reputation among them.

Mo Yu, who had saved his life, no longer cared about the rules that were still in the competition, and hurriedly ran back.

The toes of Canglan Pavilion disciples connected the shoulders, and a young figure wearing black uniform suddenly appeared in the field.

"What is your name Fang Xi? I have heard of you!"

After Chong Guiyue nodded slightly, the man in black who had come out halfway turned his gaze to Fang Xi in the field.

"My younger brother is Du Ping, you seem to have dig out one of his eyes?" He glanced at Fang Xi with his squint eyes. The tone of the man in black was full of condescending superiority, "He asked me to help him get you crippled!"

"Du Ping" narrowed his narrow sword eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, a cold light suddenly surged in Fang Xi's eyes, "Are you Du Xingyu's son?"

"Not bad!" The body thrust slightly, and the man named Du Ling said proudly.

"You are better than your unscrupulous me, and your cultivation has reached the peak of the late stage of Yuxu." After gently fiddling with the dragon scale gloves in your hand, Fang Xi's tone suddenly became cold.

"Your brother still owes me one eye. If you count the interest for so long, although you paid it back with your life, it is not enough. The rest will be settled together today!"

"What?! You are the one who killed my dad?!"

As soon as he heard Fang Xi say this, Du Ling's murderous aura suddenly soared in an instant.

"Yes, what can you do?"

The face was still filled with harmless smiles, but Fang Xi's eyes were already cold.
Chapter completed!