Just when Duanmufei gave a wry smile and walked under the high platform, countless monks were inexplicably surprised.

Just when Situ Tianxing was angry at Tianlong Holy Land for unreasonably breaking the rules of the competition.

Two people walked up to the high platform facing Duanmu Fei. The old man with fluttering green clothes and gray hair was followed by a man who was less than thirty and dressed in white. The man looked at Fei Wenfei and said: "Junior brother, go down, this matter

I'll take care of it."

Like Li Xiuyuan on the high platform, he looks a little thin and looks like an old man who is not much different from ordinary people in the world.

He walked up to the high platform and said quietly to Situ Tianxing who was on the viewing platform: "I will handle this matter. I am Duanmu Tianfeng, the elder of Tianlong Holy Land."

There was dead silence up and down the high platform.

No one made any sound, whether it was the young ladies on the viewing platform or the hundreds of monks and people watching the excitement below the platform.

Only Duanmu Qingyun, who was shivering, let out a shrill roar: "Brother, this is impossible!"

The monks under the high platform were shocked and speechless.

In the eyes of everyone, the young man had no chance of winning today's duel.

Especially after the pressure of Duanmu Qingyun in the middle stage of refining the void was released.

In the eyes of everyone, the young man is just a young man without spiritual veins. Compared with the geniuses of the Holy Land, one is in heaven and the other is on earth.

Man cannot defeat Heaven. How can a young man defeat the genius?

No one expected that this duel would end so hastily and cruelly. The genius of the Holy Land only slashed out two swords and fell on the high platform!

Even though the genius of the Holy Land used the thunderbolt that was despised by everyone in the world, it still failed.

Could this be the legendary physical body training technique in Xuanwu Continent?

Is it possible that a fourteen-year-old boy can cultivate his physical power to a level comparable to the Void Refining Realm?

Countless monks on the high platform were shocked.

As for the urchins and idlers lying on the trees watching the excitement, they simply cannot understand this life-and-death competition. In their eyes, there is only winning or losing, not right or wrong.

The reason why there was a dead silence on and off the high platform was that the duel ended too quickly and people did not have time to exclaim or even cheer.

Even if the young man is from Loulan, it makes no difference to them.

By the same token, no one who came to see the fun today knew the owner of the apricot garden.

They just wanted to watch the excitement, because there had not been a battle like this in Loulan for decades.

However, one of the Holy Land's geniuses had his arm cut off and he ended up with a miserable end. In addition, the Holy Land elder suddenly appeared, causing a collective silence on the high platform.

"How could you possibly hide?"

Duanmu Qingyun looked at the senior brothers and elders who were walking up to the high platform in a daze, and tightly covered the wound on his right arm with his left hand.

When he woke up, he had a look of fear on his face, mixed with unwillingness.

Duanmu Jue, who was wearing a white shirt, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop the acupuncture point on his right arm, then took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

He said quietly: "Listen to the arrangements of the seventh elder."

Situ Tianxing on the viewing platform was not intimidated by the elders from the Holy Land.

Instead, he looked at him and said coldly: "This matter was caused by your disciples in the Holy Land, and the duel between the two was recognized by Heaven."

A burst of angry voices sounded from under the high platform: "Is Tianlong Holy Land going to go against heaven?"

"It's so shameless. Even if you can't beat him, you still have to resort to hidden weapons!"

Duanmu Tianfeng's lips moved, he looked at Duanmu Qingyun and asked: "You issued the challenge? Who gave Hong Tianlei to you?"

When Duanmu Qingyun heard this, he couldn't help lowering his head and scanning the crowd...

However, what disappointed him was that the master and servant of the Wang family who had been standing behind the crowd had already disappeared.

I couldn't help but be filled with anger, and shouted sternly: "I am not willing to give in! I want to fight again!"

Duanmu Tianfeng shook his head, knowing that his disciple was being taken advantage of.

Although he was also very angry, he just wanted to resolve the matter at hand first. After all, the comparison between the two attracted the witness of Heavenly Dao in Xuanwu Continent.

Even he didn't dare to go against the will of heaven.

Looking at Situ Tianxing on the viewing platform, Duanmu Tianfeng said coldly: "This is the end of the matter. He has been punished. How about letting it go?"

"Boom!" A thunderous sound struck everyone's heads. This was the wrath of God and a warning to the elders of the Holy Land.

"God doesn't agree, is this going against heaven?" A monk shouted from under the high platform.

Situ Tianxing was also frightened. It was so evil today. Thunder kept falling from the sky, and even God had a determined attitude.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do. Zhong Renhao looked at Li Xiuyuan on the high platform and asked, "Do you want to continue teaching?"

From the time Duanmu Fei flew up to the high platform, then walked down the high platform, to the elders in the Holy Land and then went up to the high platform, Li Xiuyuan remained silent.

Until this moment, he looked at the three people from Tianlong Holy Land and smiled faintly.

Said: "This duel is not what I wanted. It was you, the disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Holy Land, who blocked my door... I asked myself that I have never had any grudges with you, so why do you want to put me to death?"

"You said before that you want every plant and tree in my apricot orchard to be yours. Well, the apricot orchard is right there. Go and try to see if you can break in!"

After saying that, he pointed at his sleeves and walked down to the high platform without looking back!

With a bang, there was another thunder above everyone's heads.

Li Xiuyuan was right. Duanmu Qingyun not only wanted the young man's life, but also wanted to seize other people's property. Everyone on the high platform clearly remembered this sentence.

"It's so shameless. You only want to kill people to kill people, but you also want to take away people's property!"

"Are the disciples of the Holy Land great?"

Even if the elders of Tianlong Holy Land came in person, they could not silence the thousands of people under the high platform.

Looking at the young man walking down the high platform step by step, Duanmu Qingyun shouted: "You can insult me, but you are not allowed to insult Tianlong Holy Land. All of our people are not dead yet!"

Boom boom boom! Like three thunders, Duanmu Qingyun ignited everyone's anger again.

Even Duanmu Tianfeng had to sigh, looked at him and said, "Shut up!"

Li Xiuyuan, who was halfway there, turned to look at the three people at Tianlong Holy Land.

He asked coldly: "What do you want? Is it possible that Tianlong Holy Land is interested in Loulan City?"

He didn't care that the elders of the Holy Land were stronger than him, because he was a disciple of the old Taoist priest and could be defeated, but he could not lose his principles and momentum.

Duanmu Qingyun was startled when he heard the words. It was no longer his turn to intervene in this matter. Not to mention that his arm was not broken. Just one sentence from the young man dragged the two holy places into it.

Duanmu Qingyun lowered his head as he stared blankly at Duanmu Tianfeng in front of him, not daring to say a word.

Duanmu Tianfeng sighed and said coldly: "I am the elder of Tianlong Holy Land. Is it possible that you can still represent Tianyun Holy Land?"

Duanmu Tianfeng, whose voice was as cold as ice, didn't take the young man in front of him seriously at all.

In his opinion, it doesn't matter if Duanmu Qingyun is willful and makes mistakes, that is the private matter of Tianlong Holy Land.

How could the dispute between the two holy places be provoked by a casual cultivator without a spirit?

Nalan Ruoyu, who was behind the crowd, was instantly excited. She rushed out of the crowd as she spoke. This was a challenge to her as a master!

When it comes to fighting, she has never been afraid of anyone in Xuanwu Continent!

Meng Shentong stretched out her sleeve and said softly: "Let him handle it before we take action."

Even when Chang Di appeared in Tianlong Holy Land, Meng Shentong still disdained to reveal his true appearance. He believed that he and his disciples could handle everything in front of them.

However, he never expected that Tianlong Holy Land's words would force both sides into a desperate situation again.

Without waiting for Li Xiuyuan to answer, Duanmu Jue, as a senior brother, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said coldly: "The Tianlong Holy Land cannot be insulted, and you will pay the price you deserve!"

There was a bang, like a thunderclap on Li Xiuyuan's head!

The anger that was about to be extinguished was ignited again, and an evil fire shot straight above the head!

Turning around, Li Xiuyuan walked up to the high platform step by step. With every step he took, the evil aura on his body became stronger!

Every time you take a step, a footprint appears on the bluestone on the ground!

Looking into Meng Shentong's eyes, he sighed silently and murmured to himself: "He Ruo?"

Nalan Ruoyu watched his disciple go up to the high platform again, with the flames of war igniting all over his body, and said coldly: "If you want to fight, then fight!"

Li Xiuyuan, who walked onto the high platform, looked at Situ Tianxing on the viewing platform and said coldly: "God's will is like iron, come and fight! Let's fight again!"

After saying that, he took out his Samsara Sword again, dressed in a black shirt and automatically whirring on the high platform like a battle flag, sending out a biting chill!

As the evil spirit rose again from the divine sea, Li Xiuyuan's pair of night-like black pupils gradually lost their clarity and became darker than the night!

Looking at Duanmu Jue in front of him, he said: "I'm just a casual cultivator, so what? God's will has been decided, let's fight!"

Duanmu Qingyun looked at the terrifying young man in front of him and shouted sternly: "Senior brother, kill him to wash away the humiliation of Tianlong Holy Land. Don't let him go!"

Duanmu Tianfeng pretended to look at the young man in front of him coldly, and said coldly: "You come to deal with him. After saying that, he took Duanmu Qingyun and walked under the high platform."

Duanmu Qingyun, who was following Duanmu Tianfeng down, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said bitterly: "You dare to insult the Holy Land, you are already a dead person!"

Li Xiuyuan replied coldly: "You are already dead! Before you die, I will drag you to the Heavenly Dragon Holy Land to be buried with you!"
To be continued...