"Brother Jun, I don't want anyone to have a different view of the holy land." Liu Chengjun said again, and the meaning of this is very obvious. She Xiaokui just said that she immediately blamed all on her.

The competition of arena 4 starts again, just

After what happened just now, the other two sects didn't dare to find people from holy land to fight. They only saw the two sects fighting back and forth. The people in holy land seemed to be watching a play, and they had nothing to do with them.

Even if the people of the holy land take the initiative to attack the other two factions, they all try their best to dodge and fight with others.

However, the people in the holy land just want to chase after others, and the other party doesn't fight with him and still hides all the time. He doesn't even have the chance to be knocked out of the challenge arena. This kind of picture has an indescribable joy.

Elder Lin looked angry and couldn't say. He looked pale for a moment.

Yue Li slowly withdrew her eyes and looked at the supervisor of No. 1 arena: "can the result of No. 1 arena be announced?"

Hearing this, long Xianxing looks at several disciples standing beside the challenge arena. Two of them are unwilling, but helpless. Their eyes are dark.

"Yes, but there are five more people in lingzong. Finally, there are only ten left."

Hearing this, a group of lingzong people, you look at me, I see you, finally according to the way of ranking, the last five are automatically listed.

"I, we quit." A man said with some reluctance.

After a look at them, he nodded his head and said, "OK, now I declare that the contest of No. 1 arena is over."

Just after the announcement was made here, the announcement was also heard at the No. 3 and No. 5 challenge arenas.

Lu Zixuan happily clapped her hands in her position, "ha ha ha! It's over! It's so easy for them to win before the month

"If you have a senior brother, you can't be bad." Some people responded immediately.

Ying Wuming's eyes, full of hatred, looked at the moon again, his eyes were dark and unclear.

But Feng Yiran's line of sight is not falling on the moon, but has been looking at forgetting worries, and her expression is still silent.

There is also a kind of unspeakable foreboding in my heart. I always feel that the question before forgetting worry is not groundless, it seems that there is something in it

Huang Shiming, the Pope of Mo, looks at the moon and the dust-free eyes. His cold voice slowly spits out two words: "damn..."

Yueli has left the arena and returned to their seats, while arena 4 continues.

She Xiaokui was not far away from the No. 4 challenge arena. She found an empty seat and sat down. The melon seeds in her hands were from nowhere. She said: "what's the matter? How dare the holy land not fight? "

Suddenly, a voice came out beside her and said, "yes! How to fight if you don't meet the challenge? How can you win without playing? "

She Xiaokui immediately laughed a few times, and then replied: "I think it's the saints' character is not good. Everyone is afraid. If they are hurt, it's not good to find those families to revenge after a while."

Around immediately caused a burst of approval, and some people couldn't help laughing: "who said it wasn't? Just now they just scratched the saint's arm, and that's what happened to them. If they hurt others by mistake, it's even more difficult to say. "

At this time, she Xiaokui spits out the shell of melon seeds and shouts at the No. 4 challenge arena: "Hello! Why are you so stupid? If you don't want to fight, you will abstain! You don't have ten teams left? So hard to hide? Don't waste spiritual power? "

Yeah! Why didn't they think of it?

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