"Senior brother, who are those people from?" Hu Qing asked Yuanzuishan via message.
Yuan Zuishan: "That man is Young Master Lansheng of the Beast Control Sect in the Western Chu Realm. His mother comes from the Suo family of the Sanyang Sect, and her name is Suo Lan. His two uncles are both elders of the Sanyang Sect. His father is the Beast Control Sect. A master of the gate."
Hu Qing: "Oh, both the father's and mother's families are very powerful."
"Yes. The Beast Control Sect -" Yuan Zuishan hesitated for a moment, thinking that he was like Mr. Lansheng and couldn't do it without an explanation. "The Beast Control Sect in the Western Chu Realm has always been cruel in its methods of using beasts to control the beasts. Being a slave means not only enslaving spiritual pets, but also enslaving transformed monsters and monsters. So - stay away from that person."
Hu Qing is speechless, I am a human being, why should I be afraid of him?
Yuanzui Shanmian couldn't bear it and continued to communicate with her: "I heard that they raise countless beasts and take pills for profit——"
Hu Qing was surprised, like this?
Although the various tribes in the fairy world attack each other, no one's hands are clean. But treating each other like pigs and slaughtering them wantonly——
"It's impossible that they don't know that doing this is against the harmony of nature, so how can they still dare?"
Although in front of heaven and earth, everything is like a cud dog, intelligent creatures that have developed spiritual wisdom still have considerable weight in the way of heaven.
Killing too much and being punished by God means killing intelligent creatures.
So, what do they have to rely on?
How could Yuanzuishan know this? Anyway, he knew that in the Western Chu world, the Beast Control Sect was the largest immortal sect and was especially cruel to monsters and beasts. The Sanyang Sect had a relationship with the Beast Control Sect precisely because it had a big grudge against the demon clan. Come and go.
"I heard from Master that due to the influence of the Beast Control Sect, many people in the Sanyang Sect also use cruel methods when controlling beasts, and some of their own people can't stand it."
Uh, what else is there?
Yuan Zuishan: "Just stay away and don't deal with that kind of people."
Hu Qing nodded repeatedly.
The third-level ranking is not as messy as the second-level ranking. It is probably because the superiors have also seen that it is not interesting to do so, so according to the usual practice, there is a duel between two.
This time among the ten people, in addition to the senior brothers and sisters from each family, there was also a third-level disciple of the Siyang Sect named Yue Haiping.
Hu Qing had seen him fight, using a pair of daggers, and his deadly moves were very impressive. However, a person's appearance is far inferior to his sword skills, ordinary to rare.
After the numbers were drawn, Yue Haiping faced off against Ji Fei from Sanyang Sect, and his senior brother Han Li faced off against the senior brother from Siyang Sect.
After the first round, the top five and bottom five will be determined.
Only one combination is compared at a time, so you don’t have to worry about which one to watch, and we guarantee that no one will be left behind.
Because of this, everyone sat in fixed positions, and the atmosphere was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The first match is between Wuyang Sect and Liuyang Sect, Ling Shan and An Xun.
Hu Qing knew these two people and had a crush on them. She simply didn't know who to cheer for. But for Zhuji's sake, she still silently chose Lingshan in her heart.
Ling Shan won, but it was very difficult to win. An Xun lost, but it didn't make Ling Shan feel better.
An Xun exhausted all his spiritual energy and Ling Shan lost one of his arms. What a waste. Not only was Ling Shan's clothes torn, but a whole strip of flesh was torn off from his left shoulder to the back of his hand. You could see that the tendons inside were broken and blood was flowing all over his body.
Watching Ling Shan come down with his arms folded, Hu Qing swallowed hard. At that moment, she seemed to hear countless people gulping and spitting, and she even saw many people touching their arms in unison.
She touched it too.
Just one idea: Don't offend Liuyang Sect, otherwise you will die miserably.
The head of the Wuyang Sect looked very happy. His disciple had won, but why didn't he feel happy at all?
The leader of Liuyang Sect felt slightly guilty. How many times have these children been told to pretend to be outside, but why don't they listen at all?
Don't turn around and immediately send a message to Master An Xun: Take An Xun to visit Ling Shan and apologize to him.
It was just a small competition, but she didn't care. But she is very concerned about Liuyang Sect's disciples' marriage.
If they are all afraid, how can the Liuyang Sect recruit a son-in-law and continue the family line?
In the stands belonging to the Sanyang Sect, Master Lan Sheng looked at Ling Shan's blood-stained robes, and his dark eyes retracted and fell on the woman kneeling beside his legs. To be precise, it fell on her snow-white shoulders.
The woman shuddered subconsciously.
Mr. Lansheng smiled and said, "This method has never been used before."
The woman immediately took a step back and kowtowed fiercely: "Young Master, please spare your life, Young Master, please spare your life -"
"Boring." The woman's trembling appearance did not please Mr. Lansheng. He only felt bored. The process of taming is very fun, but after taming these little things immediately become boring.
He turned his eyes to the man serving on the other side.
The man was stared at by his sinister gaze and became stiff and cold for a moment. Countless painful memories rolled over him. For a moment, he couldn't even bend his knees.
"It's boring." Master Lansheng looked disgusted and shouted in a low voice: "Get out."
The two of them immediately knelt on the ground and moved back as if they had been granted amnesty. It was not until they were out of the range of the umbrella that they felt that they had escaped again.
The two looked up and saw the same despair and numbness in each other's eyes as in their own.
How long will they survive? tomorrow? Or won’t survive tomorrow?
At this time, another group of players entered the arena. Mr. Lansheng watched them twirling their fingers as they moved, his heart gradually became restless, and he twirled his fingers harder and harder.
"Someone, bring those two hard bones over." He paused with his fingers, thinking of his new fun.
A guard came out, saluted silently, and quietly retreated.
They arrived late and had to put on a show, so they were at the end of the audience and the highest stand, second only to the high platform where the sect leaders sat. At this time, if you go back, there is no need to alarm other people.
Those on the ring were Tao Huan and the third-level No. 1 of the Qiyang Sect.
In fact, everyone has the outcome in mind, that is, Tao Huan will win. But the fight between the two was very exciting, and it was still fascinating to watch.
Hu Qing stared at the two of them as they chased after each other, his eyes barely enough. Suddenly, my ears caught a subtle sound of metal friction. Based on a tool maker's intuition, it is a good material. Driven by curiosity, she glanced casually by lifting her hair.
At one glance, the blood froze and the heart stopped beating.
Under the flamboyant canopy of the stands, two young men wearing chains and iron bars were dragged to Master Lansheng.
Hu Qing could recognize the two figures with just one glance -
Xuan Yao!
Tang Yuzi!
Her great son and great nephew!
A glance lasted only a moment. She tucked her hair behind her ears and turned her head casually, as if she didn't see anything.
Only Jubu and other friends knew how angry she was. The sea of consciousness roared, the sea water hit the mountains, and the mountains fell, and the rocks shattered the sky. Six groups of spiritual fires were flying randomly on the sea and mountains. If they could make a sound, they would definitely be screaming.
Silk cloth: "Don't be impulsive. Listen to me, come on, breathe-breathe-breathe-breathe-"
How angry he is, so angry that his blood doesn't even flow and his heart doesn't even beat.
Hu Qing exhaled, inhaled, exhaled, inhaled, and it was not sudden, because the people around him were also nervously staring at the ring and exhaling - inhaling - exhaling - inhaling.
Ah, I can't breathe, what a murderous aura!
