boom!
Xue Leng's figure fell to the ground, causing dust on the ground to fly.
Juan thought the victory was decided, so he put away his breath and took off the armor covering his arms, then turned around and strode forward to his seat.
In this blink of an eye, the dust around Xue Leng dispersed, and he appeared in front of everyone with a gray face.
Although he was thrown to the ground by Juan, this level of impact could not cause any injury to him at all.
At this time, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
As he turned his hand, a flying knife appeared in his hand.
Then he flicked his arm and the flying knife shot out of the air.
"Brother Huan, be careful!"
When Ling Tian saw this, he immediately reminded Huan.
Huan suddenly turned his head when he heard the sound, only to see a golden light suddenly appear in front of his eyes.
Without any time to think further, his palm reached forward decisively, trying to catch the flying knife.
However, he underestimated Xue Leng's flying knife.
With a bang, the flying knife penetrated Juan's palm, and then stabbed towards Juan's face.
Fortunately, Juan reacted quickly and tilted his head slightly.
The bloody flying knife finally just grazed his cheek.
"Accepted."
Xue Leng's figure jumped up and came to the square again, speaking shamelessly.
"The victory has been decided, but you stabbed someone in the back?"
Juan lowered his head and glanced at the palm pierced by the flying knife, glared at Xue Leng and shouted.
"What are you talking about? I can't understand you at all?"
Xue Leng sneered, looking satisfied.
"You have left the square, so you should be considered defeated! But you stabbed people in the back outside the square, which is despicable!"
Juan raised his hand and pointed angrily at Xue Leng, scolding him unceremoniously.
“The people of Wuji Holy Land shouldn’t be so unable to afford to lose, right?”
While Huan and Xue Leng were arguing, Huo Quan's melodious voice came from the east side of the square.
Such a voice also made everyone in Wuji Holy Land look displeased.
To say that he can't afford to lose, it's clearly Xue Leng who can't afford to lose!
But now it comes to Huo Quan's mouth, but they, Wuji Holy Land, can't afford to lose?
"What did you say?"
Even when facing Huo Quan, Huan didn't have the slightest fear and shouted at him.
With a smile on his lips, Huo Quan explained to everyone present in an unhurried manner, "First, no one stipulated before the war that leaving the square would be considered a defeat. Second, no one made it clear before the war that no one was allowed to use it. Hidden weapons. Junior Brother Xue Leng is good at manipulating weapons, and hidden weapons are also one of his methods. Although he left the square, he was never defeated, so why not use hidden weapons?"
"What do you think? I'm not defeated now."
Huo Quan could not find a reason to refute Huo Quan's strong words, so he could only ask in a deep voice.
"indeed."
Huo Quan smiled and said, "It is true that no one stipulated before the war that if you are injured, you will be defeated! If you want to fight again, Junior Brother Xue Leng should not mind accompanying you!"
As he said that, Huo Quan glanced at Xue Leng with an interesting expression.
Xue Leng understood what Huo Quan meant, and turned to Huan and said coldly, "If we continue to fight, it will be a fight to the death, and the outcome will be determined by life and death."
"Afraid that your Ten Thousand Arms Pavilion won't succeed?"
Huan was considered an honest person, but after hearing what Huo Quan and Xue Leng said, he still became a little angry and yelled.
At the same time, his aura of the third level of Tao Realm bloomed again.
It seems to be more violent than before.
"Juan!"
Seeing that Huan was about to fight Xue Leng again, Guo Jingyu suddenly called out to Huan.
"Senior Brother Guo!"
Huan frowned and looked at Guo Jingyu in confusion.
"return!"
Guo Jingyu immediately ordered to Huan.
He could see that Huan was angry at this time.
Xue Leng from Wanbing Pavilion has a cultivation level similar to that of Huan, and his strength is not simple.
Judging from the fight between the two just now, Huan just barely beat Xue Leng, and there was no obvious advantage.
Now that Huan was in a rage, and with his injured palm, he might lose to Xue Leng.
Under the strong arguments of Huo Quan and Xue Leng, Huan Gang was defeated.
But there is no shame in this defeat.
But if Huan fights Xue Leng again, he will be defeated in the first battle.
But it's really a bit embarrassing.
Therefore, Guo Jingyu did not want Huan to fight again.
Juan may not listen to what others say.
But how could Huan not listen to Guo Jingyu's words?
"snort!"
After snorting coldly, Juan put away the aura that bloomed on his body, turned back to his seat and sat down.
Upon seeing this, Huo Quan waved to Xue Leng and called Xue Leng back.
"Haha... The heroes from Wuji Holy Land and Ten Thousand Weapons Pavilion are all very skilled. It really opened my eyes."
As the person who started today's banquet, Ding Bo couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw such a scene. His eyes looked towards the Wuji Holy Land intentionally or unintentionally, and he said with a smile, "I just don't know if there are any heroes who are willing to come up to compete." Discuss?"
Juan was defeated in the first battle, and it was an abnormal defeat.
This made everyone in Wuji Holy Land feel somewhat resentful.
After hearing Ding Bo's words, Qiu Yifan immediately stood up from his seat.
"sit down!"
However, just as Qiu Yifan stood up, Guo Jingyu shouted again.
"Senior Brother Guo?"
Qiu Yifan was confused and turned to look at Guo Jingyu with doubts.
Without waiting for Guo Jingyu to explain, seven figures suddenly flew across the sky and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
The person in front was surprisingly the saint Yao Yifei of Tiandan Pavilion.
The six people behind Yao Yifei are naturally the strong men of Tiandan Pavilion headed by Yan Feng.
As the seven people appeared, the attention of everyone in the square was attracted, and they forgot about what happened before.
"Who is this woman? She is so beautiful..."
"There has never been such a beauty in Qishan City. This person must be the Saint of Tiandan Pavilion!"
"I have long heard that the Holy Maiden of Tiandan Pavilion has an appearance that will captivate the whole country. Today I saw her reputation is well-deserved..."
"Don't even think about it. There are so many young talents in the military region who admire the Saint of Tiandan Pavilion. No matter what, it will never be your turn!"
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the square became heated.
Many people immediately judged Yao Yifei's identity, and everyone discussed it enthusiastically.
When Yao Yifei and others arrived in the square, Ding Jing, who was sitting quietly beside Guo Jingyu, immediately stood up, stepped onto the square and walked towards Yao Yifei.
"Saint!"
Ding Jing is as gentle as jade and has an elegant temperament.
After arriving in front of Yao Yifei, he first bowed and was very polite.
When he raised his head, he immediately asked Yao Yifei with concern, "I wonder how my father's injury is? Can he recover?"
As Ding Jing asked, Ding Bo, Ding Zhong and others narrowed their eyes slightly.
Here, the Young Palace Master Ding Jing is not the only one who is concerned about the injury of Qishan Palace Master Ding Ding.
Ding Bo and Ding Zhong were also extremely concerned about Ding Ding's injury.
It's just that their ideas are completely different from Ding Jing's.
Ding Jing hoped that Ding Ding would recover from his injuries, but Ding Bo and Ding Zhong hoped that Ding Ding would die from serious injuries.
"The injury of Palace Master Ding Ding actually doesn't matter. What really caused his life to be in danger was the poison he was poisoned with."
Facing everyone's different looks, Yao Yifei answered slowly.
Although this answer clarified Ding Ding's situation, it also deliberately avoided Ding Jing's question.
Yao Yifei did not directly say whether Ding Ding's injury could be cured.
