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"Bang …" Boom …

"Success?" He watched as Du Ziteng's martial skill successfully hit Sun Shengyang. He disappeared into the smoke and dust. The Futu Prison elder subconsciously said. The disciples behind him were also overjoyed.

"Are you all deaf?" Seeing no one from the Lingyan Sect reacting, Du Ziteng felt a sense of unease in his heart. However, he still said stubbornly.

"Stop!" Upon seeing this, the blue-clothed referee on the stage quickly stopped the Futu Prison Elder. And she even warned, "Elders of the sect are not allowed to interfere in the disciple competition. Otherwise, you would be making an enemy out of my Dazzling Sky Empire. "

"Hey, old man, is your Futu Prison's Dantian really that resistant to beating up this much? It was so easy to cripple it. Still don't breathe. Otherwise, perhaps yours will be wasted as well. "

Puff …

When the elder of the Futu Prison heard Sun Shengyang's words, the fury in her heart burned. She leaned back, and after being supported by the disciples behind him, she looked at Sun Shengyang as if he wanted to eat him.

"Don't tell me you made me speak correctly, right? Futu Prison's Dantian is too weak. "Hey, old man, I advise you to go home and live through the new year." After Sun Shengyang saw the Futu Prison Elder vomiting blood. He felt even happier in his heart.

As for the blue-clothed elder standing in front of Sun Shengyang, he helplessly shook his head. Although he did not want to protect the aggressive Sun Shengyang behind him, the rules of the competition were right here. Therefore, he could only look with eyes of pity at the Futu Prison Elder who was clutching her chest with blood hanging from the corner of her mouth. How sad.

No matter what, Futu Prison had lost this time, and it was a very ugly loss. The Futu Prison Elders slowly returned to their own resting areas with the support of the disciples. As if he had thought of something, that sinister and cunning smile looked towards the direction of the Lingyan Sect. It gave people a chilling feeling. This caused Yan Mingzhe's heart to thump loudly when he saw this. A bad feeling.

Sun Shengyang immediately chose to ignore the ferocious eyes of the Futu Prison Elder, shook his head in disdain, raised a finger and shook it left and right, then walked down the stage himself, and returned to the resting area of the Lingyan Sect.

"Well done!" Seeing Sun Shengyang's somewhat arrogant appearance, Yan Mingzhe nodded to him, his eyes were full of satisfaction, and when he came to Lu Feng's side, Lu Feng also praised him indifferently.

"Hehe, our opponent is too weak." Being praised by Lu Feng, Sun Shengyang felt slightly embarrassed, he scratched his head and said humbly.

"That move just now?" Thinking back to when he defeated Du Ziteng with a single move, he had never seen Sun Shengyang use it before, so Lu Feng asked him curiously.

"Oh, so you're talking about that move. It's the inheritance I received in the secret realm, one of the three Profound Opening Staff, the complete version of the Qi Tian Staff. However, I am still unable to unleash the final two staff strikes. According to the old man, the final pole strikes can destroy the earth, even the heavens do not know whether that is true or not. "

"Go on, Ping-er, there's no danger." Wu Jingsheng raised his head to take a look, his opponent for the next round, the corner of his mouth raised slightly. His opponent was indeed relatively weak, and could not even be considered as a second-rate sect.

"Delan Peak?" "Never heard of it …" Sun Shengyang also raised his head to look at his opponent on the water screen, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head and spoke.

"I've never heard of it. Delan Peak is relatively small and weak, but they are indeed a neutral sect. The sect is also relatively low-key, so they don't have much of a reputation." Seeing that Sun Shengyang and Lu Feng were both curious, Zhang Hao explained everything to them.

"Hey, the cultivation technique that Senior Sister Ping-er and you are training in seems to be different."

"Yes, what I cultivate is the Zhang Clan's inherited cultivation technique, the Profound Nether Divine Technique. But my sister's physique is naturally soft. Although the Profound Nether God Technique is also a water-type technique, it's not completely suitable for my sister. "

Looking at Zhang Pinger who was fighting on the stage, Lu Feng walked to Zhang Hao's side and quietly asked. Lu Feng could see that Zhang Pinger's technique seemed to be different from the one Zhang Hao was using.

Lu Feng had rarely seen Zhang Pinger in battle, he had always missed this untimely moment. Looking at the graceful dancing figure on the stage, the flexible water spirit whip was bestowed with a special life, a light blue light shone from stage. Lu Feng's eyes slowly became enchanted.

"My sister cultivates the Watercloud Spell." Although it was slightly weaker than the Mysterious God Technique, it was still more suitable for big sister. In my hands, the Water Cloud Spell is also the most powerful. "

Zhang Hao's words broke Lu Feng's enchanting gaze, and after he recovered his clarity, Zhang Pinger's battle had also ended. Wu Jingsheng was right, his opponent was indeed a little weak. Zhang Pinger slowly floated down the stage like he was a fairy. Returning back to the resting area, he smiled lightly at Lu Feng and sat down, not saying a word.

"A formidable foe has arrived." Yan Mingzhe's words interrupted Lu Feng and his conversation. Sensing Yan Mingzhe's solemn and low voice, everyone looked up and frowned.

"Yinze Valley …" That's right, Lingyan Sect's opponent for the next round was him. Lu Feng muttered to himself, and looked towards the distant Huang Ming, but after feeling his gaze, Huang Ming's unkind smile shrunk slightly, and he nodded to Lu Feng.

"Feng, don't you know those two fellows from Yinze Valley? "Tell me, if there are any flaws, I can go up and teach them a lesson." Sun Shengyang suddenly thought about the people from the Yinze Valley who had helped Lu Feng in the Xuan Tian Realm. Therefore, he raised his eyebrows at Lu Feng in a perverted manner, and said while clenching his fists.

"That's right, I remember now, what happened back then. Ever since the people from Yinze Valley appeared, the scene in the water was no longer there. The next image that appears is of Sun Shengyang reuniting with you. "

Wu Jingsheng was also recalling what happened in the water curtain previously, but because the first stage of the competition was about to begin soon after it ended, he did not have the time to ask Lu Feng about what happened at the time.

"Hmm? Was there such a thing? When Hao Qianfan wanted to kill me, he was very strong. It just so happened that Huang Ming and Huang Ming from Yinze Valley were passing by. Thus, he blocked Hao Qianfan's attack. Huang Ming is very strong, even stronger than Hao Qianfan. "

Lu Feng also thought back to the previous scene. He looked at Huang Ming, who was still standing on top of the stage not far away. That cold and proud expression made Lu Feng feel that no one was allowed to enter. Huang Ming once again felt Lu Feng's gaze and still nodded at him.

"Furthermore, if Yang is correct, Huang Ming is most likely the descendant of the Monarch Haoran. At that time, it was very likely that the Righteous Qi had interfered with the transmission of the water screen, which was why the people outside could not see what was happening within the realm. "

"Monarch Haoran? Was there such a Ancestor on the continent? "There are no records in the annals of history." After hearing Lu Feng's words, everyone, including Yan Mingzhe and Wu Jingsheng all expressed that they had never heard of the Monarch Haoran before.

This allowed Lu Feng to direct his gaze towards Sun Shengyang. Lu Feng thought: This brat isn't lying to me right? Make it up to be the Ancestor's.

Sun Shengyang felt everyone's gaze on him, and was about to speak. "The ears of everyone in Lingyan Sect rang at the same time. If Huang Ming is the descendant of the Monarch Haoran, then the Yinze Valley is not our enemy. "

"Master?" Lu Feng heard this familiar voice, it was definitely Qiu Feiming. After looking around, he didn't see any trace of Qiu Feiming.

"There's no need to look for me. It's not convenient for me to show myself." I'll send a message to you guys, just listen. Sacred Yang was right, Huang Ming was indeed the descendant of the Monarch Haoran. But this successor did not represent that he was Monarch Haoran's disciple.

The Monarch Haoran was a mighty being of the Paleo-Desolation Period. He was someone on the same standing as the Emperor of Chen Xing. Huang Ming only cultivated the same cultivation technique as the Monarch Haoran.

A situation similar to Lu Feng's. Lu Feng could barely be considered the successor of the Emperor. However, compared to the Mystery Star Diagram, the Nature Energy was much more difficult. As such, ever since the Archaeopterygium. On the continent, there were no longer any people who practiced such techniques. It was normal for no one to know about the Monarch Haoran. This person was indifferent to fame and fortune. The world was at peace with itself. If it weren't for the turmoil on the continent, perhaps no one would know of this person.

You don't need to know much. There is a more serious problem now. Wen Shu just contacted me, there is something strange going on near the sect, there might be some changes, and Mount Xueling's conspiracy is about to surface, at that time, Ming Zhe will remember to cooperate with the royal family.

Also, this competition might not end smoothly. I must return to the sect now. After the competition is over, all of you must return to the sect as soon as possible. If necessary, he could seek the Yinze Valley's cooperation. Do you understand? "