"Junior brother Jiang is right. If Wu Yingzhuo is to be ranked number one by default, then make it clear. If everyone is like this, what's the point of this sect competition?"
"The people at Haoyue Peak are really too much. No wonder Wu Yingzhuo is so arrogant. It turns out that he has been ranked number one by default!"
"He has a heart-protecting mirror and a pill to enhance his combat power. If Wu Yuanqing didn't help, who would believe it?"
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On Qianyuan Peak, except for the disciples of Haoyue Peak, everyone else was furious. Wu Yuanqing's move was simply to make enemies of all the disciples of Qianyuan Mountain.
Lingxuzi said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Wu, Jiang Tian is right. There is absolutely no way something will happen in our Qianyuan Mountain sect's grand competition. You attacked him and made him frightened. Jiang Tian, what kind of compensation do you want?" , you can bring it up, I will make the decision for you!"
Jiang Tian's eyes swept over Wu Yuanqing, and then looked at Wu Yingzhuo who was unconscious behind him. He moved slightly in his heart, pointed at the dragon blood sword in Wu Yingzhuo's hand, and said loudly: "Qi Sect Master, I want the dragon blood sword in Wu Yingzhuo's hand. Dragon Blood Sword! Of course, if the martial arts uncle thinks that the Dragon Blood Sword is too precious and doesn’t want to compensate me, then forget it and just pretend that I didn’t say anything!”
"You actually want the Dragon Blood Sword?" Wu Yuanqing looked at Jiang Tian with a sad look, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.
The Dragon Blood Sword was a magic weapon that he had finally obtained. He specially gave it to Wu Yingzhuo for self-defense. Even Wang Chan, his most beloved disciple, was not willing to give it to him. Now Jiang Tian actually asked for the Dragon Blood Sword. This was simply a sign of his past. A knife pierced his heart.
"Give it to him!" Lingxuzi didn't wait for Jiang Tian to speak, and shouted angrily at Wu Yuanqing. He exuded a coercive aura as strong as substance. Even the weaker disciples on Qianyuan Peak felt it was difficult to breathe at this moment. .
Wu Yuanqing gritted his teeth and grabbed the Dragon Blood Sword on the ground.
The Dragon Blood Sword rose up in the air and then fell into his hand. Then he threw the Dragon Blood Sword towards Jiang Tian and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Tian, hold on to the Dragon Blood Sword. It is said that this sword will harm the master. You have to be careful." , if it doesn’t end well, Yingzhuo won’t have anywhere to seek revenge from you!”
Jiang Tian chuckled, grabbed the Dragon Blood Sword, and said loudly: "Thank you, Uncle Martial Artist, for giving me the sword. Please rest assured, Uncle Martial Artist. My life is very tough. Unlike some people, my virtue is not matched, so the treasure changes hands." With me!"
He lightly held the sword in his arm, then turned and walked off the arena that had turned into ruins.
Wu Yuanqing looked at Jiang Tian's back, and finally rolled his sleeves and snorted, asking someone to help Wu Yingzhuo, who was fainting, down. Then he did not return to the Qianyuan Hall, but walked towards Wang Chan.
"Congratulations to Junior Brother Jiang, for being able to snatch away that boy Wu Yingzhuo's treasure!" Liu Jincheng and the others looked at the Dragon Blood Sword with envy. This is an ancient treasure. If they have such a treasure, their combat power will definitely increase out of thin air. A step.
"Seventh Junior Brother, you are so powerful. You can actually block that old boy Wu Yuanqing's attack. In this sect competition, you will definitely be number one!" Zhang Xuan also chuckled. Previously, Jiang Tian blocked Wu Yuanqing's attack on the ring. This scene made him admire Jiang Tian so much that he fell into admiration.
Jiang Tian threw the Dragon Blood Sword to Liu Jincheng and said with a smile: "I will continue to compete, please help me hold the Dragon Blood Sword!"
Liu Jincheng quickly held the Dragon Blood Sword with both hands, as if holding a baby, with extreme caution.
Wu Yuanqing walked up to Wang Chan and snorted coldly. The disciples of Haoyue Peak dispersed around him, and no one dared to approach him.
Wang Chan said softly: "Master, are you still angry about Junior Brother Yingzhuo being defeated by Jiang Tian?"
"Hmph! It doesn't matter whether we win or lose, but that boy dared to attack Yingzhuo even after he heard me stop him. He didn't take me seriously. Chan'er, if you confront him, I have only one request for you as your teacher. !" There was anger in Wu Yuanqing's eyes. Jiang Tian had trampled him and the entire Haoyue Peak into the mud this time. He would never let Jiang Tian off lightly.
"Master, please give me your instructions!" Wang Chan lowered his head slightly, as if listening to Wu Yuanqing's teachings.
Wu Yuanqing's eyes swept across Jiang Tian and whispered: "Defeat that boy, you can hurt Yingzhuo to whatever extent he can. Is it possible for you to do it?"
A confident smile bloomed on Wang Chan's lips, and she said lightly: "Master, please rest assured, this disciple will definitely help Junior Brother Yingzhuo seek justice!"
"Okay, I bet you the key to the secret realm. Chan'er, you must not lose this battle!" Wu Yuanqing warned Wang Chan again, and then turned and walked towards Qianyuan Hall.
Mr. Mo saw Wu Yuanqing sitting back with a cold face and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Wu, does our previous bet still count?"
"Hmph! Senior Brother Mo, if you want to continue the bet, I will naturally accompany you to the end to see who among us can have the last laugh!" Wu Yuanqing's face was deep, his eyes swept over Wang Chan, and he coldly snorted: "Chan'er's strength will make It’s a surprise to all of you!”
Mr. Mo frowned slightly. Previously, Jiang Tian blocked Wu Yuanqing's attack. It can be said that his strength is not as simple as a first-time innate, but Wu Yuanqing is still so confident. Could it be that Wang Chan's strength is stronger than Jiang Tian?
After Wang Chan defeated his opponent in the B-shaped arena, he turned to look at Jiang Tian. Without waiting for the deacon to speak, he said calmly: "Jiang Tian, you and I are the only two who have won the game at this moment. We haven't fought yet. This time we will compete for the top spot." , it must be one of us, why are you still dawdling, why haven't you stepped into the ring and dueled me?"
"Senior Sister Wang is so arrogant. This is a declaration of war against Jiang Tian! I look at Haoyue Peak and I am the only one who doesn't look annoying!"
"The strength Jiang Tian showed before is probably still above the early stage of Xiantian, but Junior Sister Wang is still so confident. This decisive battle will definitely be a good show!"
"You guys are talking about Jiang Tian or Junior Sister Wang, who can be the first in this competition? I heard from the disciples of Haoyue Peak that Junior Sister Wang seemed to have a great opportunity when she advanced to Xiantian, and her strength is extremely amazing. Hehe! I am optimistic about Wang. Junior sister!"
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The Qianyuan Peak disciples all turned their attention to Jiang Tian and Wang Chan, and various gossips were also circulating. Compared to Jiang Tian, they were still more optimistic about Wang Chan.
"It's my wish, but I don't dare to ask for my ear!"
Jiang Tian laughed loudly, then stepped onto the ring, with an extremely calm expression on his face, and stood opposite Wang Chan calmly.
Wang Chan pointed her sword-like fingers at Jiang Tian. The long sword behind her was pulled by the spiritual energy, flew out of the scabbard, and landed in her hand.
"Junior Brother Jiang, the long sword in my hand is ordinary and not an ancient treasure. However, today I will use this long sword to defeat you with dignity!"
Before she finished speaking, she flicked her bright wrist, and the long sword let out a dragon roar and transformed into blossoming sword flowers.
