Li Guanqi looked back at Zhou Shiyu, who had no human form in the medicine pool, and said softly with complicated eyes.
"As long as it's not Lu Wuhen, I don't think Zhou Shiyu will lose against anyone."
Nangong Xuandu raised his head and took a sip of wine, stared at him with his deep eyes and said softly: "What will happen next?"
Li Guanqi raised his hand to tear apart the space of the domain, and spoke without any doubt in his voice.
"The fourth game, Ye Feng."
The man frowned when he heard this and whispered: "Isn't Ye Feng back yet?"
Li Guanqi turned his back to Nangong Xuandu, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and spoke with firm eyes.
"He will definitely come back."
brush! !
The domain is closed, and no one except Li Guanqi can enter the Purple Spirit Cave.
He must ensure the safety of these three people.
When Li Guanqi appeared again, he looked at the Lu family with cold eyes.
At this time, the war drums of Daxia Sword Sect were beating louder, and the uniform drumbeats were so overwhelming that the Lu family could not breathe.
This invisible confrontation is even more exciting.
Nowadays, all the disciples of Daxia Sword Sect are standing in the air, and looking at the densely packed monks is very shocking.
And the aura of each of these monks is not weak!
Compared to the Lu family, the Daxia Sword Sect has more disciples, and the number of middle-level Yuanying realm monks is even larger.
Time passed little by little, and everyone's eyes gradually focused on Li Guanqi!
Now there is no one from Daxia Jianzong who can fight.
Everyone is speculating that if nothing else happens, it is likely that Li Guanqi will play in the fourth game.
But Li Guanqi stood in the void with a confident look.
It seemed like he didn't care about the fourth battle at all.
For a while, everyone was guessing what Li Guanqi was thinking.
It is known that the eldest son of the Lu family, Lu Wuhen, is very powerful and is even the top group of people in their hidden clan.
If Li Guanqi plays in the fourth game, Lu Wuhen can send a cannon fodder! !
In this way, even if Li Guanqi can win the fourth game.
The Lu family and Daxia Sword Sect were also tied two to two, and Lu Wuhen could easily win the fifth game...
call……
Li Guanqi's fingers shook slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Lu Wuhen, who was slightly injured, suddenly felt bad when he saw the smile on Li Guanqi's lips! !
A trace of fluctuation was released quietly, and his expression suddenly changed...
There is no feedback, which means those two...are dead! ! !
Lu Wuhen frowned slightly, obviously not expecting the other party to get rid of him so quickly.
Just as Lu Wuhen was thinking wildly, the air around him suddenly became hot, and the temperature between heaven and earth began to rise sharply.
Buzz! !
Countless strong men's expressions changed greatly and they turned to look at the western sky.
A hundred-foot-sized horizontal crack between the spatial distortions was suddenly torn apart by terrifying green flames! !
Five huge flame ghosts emerged, and a middle-aged man with a gloomy face slowly stepped out of the void and stepped on the ghost's head.
The man who came out was carrying two charred corpses in his hands, and an old man with a stooped figure stood beside him.
The moment the two men appeared, all the monks around them stood up! !
"Meet the Five Yang Ghost Emperor!!"
"Meet the Five Yang Ghost Emperor!!"
The clattering monk bowed and fell down, and the monks from the ancient tribe also took a breath of cold air.
Meng Jiangchu's cold murderous intent glanced at all the ancient monks without restraint! ! !
Daxia Territory Lord Zhou Yunqing stood up slowly, smiled and said, "Brother Meng, why are you here?"
"This...is the master of Tianji Pavilion, Fellow Daoist Gu, right?"
Meng Jiangchu stared at Lu Hengtian with his eyes slightly narrowed, and threw the two corpses towards the old man! !
Without even looking, Lu Hengtian raised his hand and crushed the two corpses.
Meng Jiangchu sneered and said: "Of course I will come. If I don't come, I won't even know if someone wants to kill me."
Ye Feng, covered in blood, walked out of the void with a sneer, and first grinned at Li Guanqi.
Finally, he turned to look in the direction of the Lu family, his smile getting colder and colder.
His eyes were fixed on Lu Wuhen, and he sneered: "You bastard, you didn't expect that dad is still alive!"
As he spoke, Ye Feng wiped the corner of his mouth with his index finger.
Seeing this scene, Lu Wuhen's breathing became a little faster.
Especially when he saw Ye Feng's gestures, the killing intent in his heart exploded uncontrollably! !
He thought that in the entire Daxia Sword Sect, only Li Guanqi could catch his eye.
But he didn't expect that his mouth would be torn apart by Ye Feng who broke out of the barrier the first time he sent the invitation.
Li Guanqi smiled. He could feel that Ye Feng's injury was not serious.
The injuries inside the body should have been treated on the road.
Ye Feng came to Li Guanqi's side, frowned and said in a deep voice: "How is the situation?"
Li Guanqi told Ye Feng everything that had happened before in the shortest possible words.
Before he could finish hearing Xiao Chen's situation, the furious Ye Feng could no longer control his murderous intention.
As the murderous intention surged in his heart, the demonic energy on the ghost's hand escaped.
The strange scene shocked many monks watching the ceremony. Some were puzzled, while others naturally knew something.
In order to help Ye Feng suppress the Yuan Demon power he had absorbed, Li Guanqi gave him his Yinming Xuanhuo.
Not only that, but under the power of Absolution, Ye Feng has now completely controlled the power of the ghost hand.
However, everyone at this time could feel an inexplicable murderous intention surging around Ye Feng.
Li Guanqi frowned slightly and said softly: "Calm down."
Ye Feng, whose eyes were bloodshot, was shocked when he heard Li Guanqi's words.
"call……"
As his chest rose and fell slightly, he suppressed all his murderous intent in the blink of an eye! !
The cold murderous intent receded like a tide, as if it had never appeared.
Ye Feng's eyes were extremely calm, and the energy around him calmed down in his breathing.
Ye Feng did not turn his head, but walked towards the ring calmly and said softly.
"I will never lose this round!"
Li Guanqi said nothing, turning his head to look in the direction of the Lu family with a sneer on his lips.
"Don't give the Lu family a chance to admit defeat."
Lu Wuhen said in a cold voice with a gloomy face: "Ancestor, call Brother Xiuzhong to come up."
Lu Hengtian's face was also a little ugly. He felt a little uncomfortable losing Lu Xingyuan, an outstanding disciple.
The old man sighed softly and said softly: "Go and call Xiuzhong out and tell him... Xingyuan was killed."
An old man behind him nodded immediately when he heard this, turned around and was about to leave.
The void trembled slightly, and a man with a Chinese character in a brocade robe slowly walked out of the twisted void.
The man's whole body was exuding an icy chill, and his bloodshot eyes scanned the whole place coldly.
He looked at the old man and said coldly: "Ancestor...my brother is dead?"
Lu Wuhen looked at the man, opened his mouth, and said softly: "Brother Yuan is dead. He was killed by the Daxia Sword Sect."
When Lu Xiuzhong heard this, he immediately closed his eyes in pain, and a crystal teardrop slowly fell from the corner of his eye...
He opened his big hand and fiercely grasped the long sword and said in a cold voice: "I'll take the lead in this round."
Ji Yuchuan's pupils suddenly shrank into needle-point shapes, and he said in a deep voice: "Ye Feng, be careful!! This guy is the other one known as the Twin Saints together with Lu Xingyuan!!"
"Its strength cannot be underestimated!"
Ye Feng took a step forward and spoke without any fluctuation in his voice.
"No matter who it is, I will take his head!"
