There were a total of 1,780 aristocratic monks and casual cultivators present. It was not a problem for so many monks to snatch Xuan Binghua away, but the problem was that someone had to take the lead.

"Congratulations on winning the first place in this martial arts tournament. This leader will award you with the second-level top-notch spiritual material Xuan Binghua as your reward." Liu Hang reached for his storage bag, but did not take out the brocade for a long time.

box.

Liu Hang felt the hairs on his back stand on end and took two steps back involuntarily.

Mulan walked off the platform amidst the cheers of everyone.

"Let's move on to the fourth stage: awarding awards in public!" The leader, Liu Heng, had just finished speaking.

"Xuanbinghua! This is a necessary material for refining the Foundation Building Pill. How can you miss such a good thing?"

Liu Heng opened his mouth to see the guests off, but everyone present was unwilling to leave. They were waiting for someone to take the lead and attack in groups. After all, they were outnumbered and there was no way they would lose in a fight.

Liu Heng nodded when he heard this and said: "Yes, in that case, let's open the brocade box and let everyone see it."

"It's useless for you to squat down. Get out of here." Liu Heng, the head of Xuanyang Sect, stepped in front of Han Ming and raised his hand to point.

In front of everyone, the mysterious woman in black put the Xuan Binghua into the storage bag without haste.

"Your Majesty's methods are so cruel! Today I, the Lianyou Sect, will do justice for heaven!" Yang Changwen said with compassion.

"Open the brocade box and let us see!"

"Sweet and delicious."

On the shattered martial arts training field, only the leader Liu Hang was left.

The person who spoke was Xiao Tiancheng from the Xiao family in Qingmuling.

"Start the formation!" Liu Heng raised his hand and shot out a magic formula, and a pink light mask suddenly rose in the dense forest.

Thanks to the plan laid out by Senior Brother, today is a good day to drink the blood of the foundation-building monks!

The man fell with the sword still stuck in his body.

Ye Qingfeng took the brocade box respectfully and then raised it high.

"Wow!"

It is better not to arrange it than to be destroyed by others.

"You guys go down first, and then come up after I read your name." Liu Heng said in a low voice.

Although the Qi Refining cultivator had a low life, he still felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart when he was easily killed.

"makes sense!"

"That's right! Open it quickly and take a look!"

"Thank you for taking care of me, senior brother."

"This is what you deserve for being first in the competition." Liu Heng said with a smile.

"Senior Brother, is it possible that the Xuanbinghua you threw out is fake?" Han Ming asked strangely.

Liu Heng smiled and said nothing.
Chapter completed!