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Hearing Lin Baobao's words, Xiong Zifeng frowned slightly. He had a premonition after Wang Yuyan left, that her reaction to the Purple Soul Demon Wood that day had truly been a little too excessive.

But since Mu Tu was not willing to say it, and did not look for them, the two of them should have an agreement! Some things are not good to ask, but not beautiful.

"Do you all understand the rules of the competition? He Hu referee's voice suddenly came out from the stage.

"Elder Yuan, you must think that it's not bad. Out of the nineteen people on stage, there are six from the eight great clans, and everyone knows that the eight great clans share the same aura, and this generation belongs to your family's best," said Tang Sect's Tang Liaobing. His tone was slightly sour, although his Tang Sect had also entered the two, but compared to the eight great clans, it was still a lot weaker.

"There's no need to put it that way. The alliance of the eight great clans is indeed swift, but in a way, it's still lacking in strength. Wait, the young lad from the Beggar Gang has been bullied." The Sect Leader, Zhang Si Man, stroked his beard and continued, "When the other members join forces, the first to lose might not be the side with fewer people."

"Amitabha, what you said is true. Look, the young lad from Huashan Sect has already begun to take action. The three of them went to find a single alliance, which makes sense. After all, there are only eight slots for advancement. It's going to be difficult for the eight families to take six! " Grandmaster Yuan Bao was in complete agreement with Adept Zhang's view as well.

However, it was obvious that there were many people who were afraid of being ambushed from behind. Hence, even if they were to fight with someone, they would retreat immediately upon contact and would not dare to shake with another person. Their gazes repeatedly swept over their surroundings cautiously.

Only the people in the small group were able to take care of each other. For some reason, the small teams from the eight clans had actually come up to force Hong Tao from the Beggar's Gang.

"Let's end this quickly," Yuan Shikai gently instructed the members of the Venerable family at the side.

"Brat, don't blame us for bullying you. There's no other way but to settle the grudge between the Muddy Stick Gang and the Beggar Gang. Our eight sects have always advanced or retreated together, so we're sorry."

"What are you talking about? If you keep beating him, if you don't know what's good for you, just beat him to death." Hong Tao had just used his iron rod to whip Iron Peony away when he heard Tao Pao's words from the Hanhai Escort Office behind him, as well as a pair of large fists that tore through the air.

"Iron Bridge." Hong Tao hurriedly bent his waist to dodge the fist. Just as he was about to swing his rod to counterattack, a whizzing sound of a whip passed his ear. He immediately rolled to the side to dodge the attack.

Six people fought one. Hong Tao looked at the encirclement. Although he was frustrated, he could only grit his teeth and jump down from the stage.

Then, Lin Zijie called out to the rest of the people like Wu Dandao, Shaolin Gold, Tang Sect's Tang Lihu and Tang Fulu, De Yun Xuan, Song Ziyi, and Qingcheng Sect's Mai Tian Liang. He hoped to win over some people to help them.

The two from the Tang Sect did not speak either, and only discussed things softly, occasionally looking towards Mu Tu.

Fawcett hugged his blade. Dressed in blood and clothes, he ignored everyone as if he was resting with his eyes closed.

Song Ziyi covered his face and chuckled, and did not bother with Lin Zijie at all.

Only Qing Cheng Sect's bright wheat field nodded his head and agreed to join Lin Zijie's small team.

Suddenly, a delicate voice sounded by Mu Tu's ear. Raising his head, he saw from the phoenix part walking over, "Are they all official groups?" She was dressed in red and her voice was soft like an oriole.

"It seems like you made an unwise decision," Mu Tu said as he pulled out his Twilight Knife and stared at Yuan Shikai and the others who were behind him.

So it turns out that after Yuan Shikai dealt with Hong Tao from the Beggar Gang, he actually brought people to look for trouble with Mu Tu. From the looks of it, he was prepared to declare war on Mu Tu.

"Swish."

Seeing Yuan Shikai's group approaching with gloomy expressions, Mu Tu raised his brow and the Twilight Knife in his hands slipped away with the sound of wind blowing. He said with a cold smile: "What? You can't hold it in anymore? "

"Dong Mei, go deal with Feng Hongyi. Everyone else, stay alert. I'll handle Mu Tu." Yuan Shikai's right hand moved backwards slightly, and grabbed onto the Windcutter Giant Sword behind him. The blade was thick, and the edge of the blade emitted a lustrous light, which could be seen to be crafted by a master craftsman.

Hearing Yuan Shikai's order, a cold glint from Han Dong Mei poured into the spear tip, following that, the spear shot out like a dragon, ready to attack Feng Hongyi.

Just as he was about to do something, Song Ziyi suddenly rushed over, the fan turned and attacked Tao Biao who was in front of the Han Hai Escort Office, then said to Mu Tu in an inexplicable manner: "Resurrection Lily Attendant, Ku Hai City Pass."

Soon after, Tang Fulu also rushed over with Tang Shi Hu, "Cousin, I'll also give you a hand." After speaking, the two of them started fighting Hu Tu and Hu Xuefeng.

In the chaotic battlefield, the most exciting fight had finally happened to Shan Shan!

At this moment, cheers and cheers resounded through the stands from the surrounding grandstands like thunderclaps.