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"I just beat the other 15 factions. Wuliangzong hasn't played yet." The little princess retorted mercilessly.

"Well! Wuliangzong will only be worse than the other 15 sects. "

Six princes cold way, two waste disciples, afraid is even a day Xuan door disciple a move all can't stop.

"Master, I'm on the stage." Huang ADA said carefully.

"Well." Mu Yu nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and began to close his eyes.

At this point, on the stage.

"Wuliangzong disciple, hurry up and die!"

A young man in yellow, with a long sword in his hand, stood on the stage with an arrogant face and cheered coldly.

He just defeated the disciples of sanqingguan with one sword, which made him extremely inflated at this time.

"Kill the wuliangzong disciple!"

"Kill him..."

At this time, all the disciples of tianxuanmen camp cheered for the boy in yellow.

The momentum is continuous and resounding all over the world.

In the face of such a tsunami like momentum.

Huang ADA could not help but tremble with fear. The confidence that he had been inspired had completely disappeared. He felt uneasy and had no bottom at all.

"I can't disgrace my predecessors!"

Huang a Da clenched his teeth and breathed for himself. Then he climbed up the competition platform.

"You are too weak! How many moves do you want to lose by my sword The young man in yellow is extremely conceited, looking at Huang ADA with contempt.

"If you don't fight, you're sure to win."

Seeing that the boy in yellow despises himself so much, Huang ADA's always gentle character is also a little infuriated.

"Ha ha ha He even said that he could win, a waste. How dare he

All the tianxuanmen disciples under the stage laughed and seemed to be amused by Huang ADA's arrogance.

"Waste, if you don't reach the Yellow River, I will help you and send you back to the West!"

Seeing that Huang ADA was not frightened by himself, the boy in yellow was angry.

He tried his best to stab Huang ADA with a sword, trying to bring down the arrogant generation in front of him.

Huang ADA raises his right fist, moves the air all over his body according to the way Mu Yu taught him before, and then smashes his fist at the direction of the young man in yellow.

"This man is stupid. He dares to fight his sword with his fist. He's looking for his own death."

"Han Yu's sword is enough to cut off the arrogant people's hands."

"Is that how wuliangzong masters instruct their disciples? It's disappointing."

People from tianxuanmen and other sects under the stage are all laughing.

Do these inferior disciples deserve to compete with them?

"Boom!"

After a few loud sounds, Han Yu, a young man in yellow, was full of blood. His body flew backward at the speed of a flying arrow, fell off the stage and fainted directly.

"Hiss!"

This moment.

Everyone in the room took a cold breath.

Don't believe it!

Question!

Shocked!

It's all written on their dull faces.

"How is that possible?"

The eyes of Gongye God and Shi longhuang were full of disbelief.

Han Yu's sword had been instructed by Shi longhuang. It was powerful enough to cut the huge stone. How could it not even reach the flesh palm?

Huang ADA stood on the stage, but it was also hard to believe. He didn't expect that after Mu Yu's perfection, his fist could achieve such power.

"Master, you are a great talent! I, Huang ADA, have decided to follow my predecessors to the death from now on. "

Huang ADA, holding his fists tightly, stood on the stage, full of ecstasy in his heart.