The green mountain shook, and the bodies of the ten strong men of the Qingyu Sect swayed, and their faces turned pale.
However, the flame sword was exhausted and slowly dissipated in the air.
There was a hint of unwillingness on the face of the Iron Alliance Great Elder, and his figure slowly disappeared into the sky.
"Great Elder!"
Everyone in the Iron Alliance roared in unison, with expressions of grief on their faces.
The great elder of the Qingyu Sect withdrew the formation, with a solemn expression on his face: "Even the Great Heavenly Lord cannot shake the Qingshan Feiyu Formation composed of ten of us by himself, unless Yuanying Tianzun takes action."
"You can rest in peace."
Ignoring the people of the Iron Alliance who were still immersed in grief, the great elder of the Qingyu Sect said coldly: "The second game is over. Master Nalan, is there any need to compete?"
Although Nalan Mingyue was veiled, her almond-shaped eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
The Great Elder is one of the pillars of the Iron Alliance, but today in order to defend the dignity of the Iron Alliance, he actually chose to self-destruct the golden elixir.
"Qingyu Sect, I have recorded this bloody feud!"
Nalan Mingyue secretly swore in her heart that one day, she would avenge the Great Elder.
"Great Elder..."
Everyone in the Iron Alliance was still wailing softly.
"Damn Qingyu Sect, they bully others too much!"
They hated the Qingyu Sect, but the power of the Qingyu Sect made them extremely afraid.
They are full of anger but have no one to vent their anger to.
So, they pointed the finger at the culprit.
"It's all Qin Fan's fault. If he hadn't offended the Qingyu Sect, the Great Elder would not have died, and the Iron Alliance would not be in this situation today."
"That's right, it's all the fault of that boy named Qin Fan!"
"When this matter comes to an end, we must ask the sect master to drive that kid out of the Iron Alliance to appease the great elder's spirit in heaven!"
Hearing these words, Nalan Mingyue frowned slightly. She wanted to explain to Qin Fan, but this was obviously not the time to discuss this topic.
The great elder of the Qingyu Sect continued to shout: "Master Nalan, are you ready to admit defeat if you don't speak?"
"Admit defeat earlier, and you, the Great Elder, will not die."
Nalan Mingyue took a step forward, standing upright with her tall figure, like a nine-day fairy looking down on the people.
"I'll fight the third game, you send someone out!"
"You?" The great elder of the Qingyu Sect was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Master Nalan, why are you doing this? If there is no one in the Iron Alliance, just join our Qingyu Sect, and I, Qingyu, will do it from now on. Sent to you for protection.”
Shulin also laughed and said: "The sect leader personally went into battle. It seems that there is really no one left in the Iron Alliance."
"Haha, I heard that the leader of the Iron Alliance is a great beauty. She will feel bad if she hurts me." A middle-aged man with a white face and no beard said in the Qingyu sect, waving his folding fan with a mean smile on his face.
The faces of everyone in the Iron Alliance turned red, and they clenched their fists: "If I had known better, I would not have let the sect master get involved. Even if we lose, it would be better than being laughed at by them!"
"Alas, even the great elder's self-explosion of the golden elixir failed to seriously injure anyone on the other side. Apart from the sect master, who else among us can be their opponent?"
The elders of the Iron Alliance shook their heads secretly, their morale was extremely low.
Nalan Mingyue snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, which one of you will come?"
Shulin strode forward: "I have won two games in a row, let me complete the feat of one wearing three!"
"What!"
"It's too much to bully someone!"
"The Qingyu sect is simply arrogant!"
Hearing that Shulin wanted to continue fighting, everyone in the Iron Alliance turned pale with anger.
Nalan Mingyue said coldly: "Are you sure?"
Shulin said: "Of course. And even if I lose, we still have two people who can play."
"Master, your hope of winning is slim. Why don't you listen to my advice and join our Qingyu Sect and stop fighting trapped beasts."
Nalan Mingyue ignored it, and a powerful aura burst out from her graceful figure.
Everyone was shocked: "Great Lord!"
"With the strength of the Mahatma Lord at such a young age, it is no wonder that he can take charge of the Iron Alliance with his daughter!"
Everyone in the Iron Alliance became excited and shouted excitedly: "Come on, Master! Avenge the Great Elder!"
"The sect leader must win!"
The great elder of the Qingyu Sect looked at Shu Lin and asked, "Elder Shu, do you want to replace him?"
Shulin chuckled: "No need! Isn't it Datianjun? It's not like I haven't fought before! When I'm defeated, you guys can finish it off!"
"I'm here to learn from Master Nalan's clever tricks!"
Shu Lin sneered coldly and flew forward.
Just when Nalan Mingyue was about to take action, a voice suddenly sounded: "Wait a minute!"
The figure of a young man in black slowly walked in from the gate. It was Qin Fan who had rushed back from the mountain city.
"Master, we are back!" Xuanyuan Huanyu, who was behind Qin Fan, shouted and flew over directly, landing next to Nalan Mingyue.
Qin Fan walked up to Nalan Mingyue as if there was no one around, and looked at her calmly: "Why kill a chicken with a bull's knife? Master, let me do this for you!"
Seeing Qin Fan, the elders who were holding back their anger and had nowhere to vent their anger suddenly seemed to have found a punching bag.
"Huh, Qin Fan, we haven't even settled the score with you yet, but you've come to harm our Iron Alliance again. What are you worried about?"
Xuanyuan Huanyu asked in confusion: "Qin Fan wants to fight on behalf of the sect leader, how can he harm the Iron Alliance?"
The elder said angrily: "What qualifications does a young boy like him have to fight on behalf of the sect leader? Even the great elder..."
Speaking of the Great Elder, his face showed sadness.
Then, he glared at Qin Fan angrily: "It's all your fault. If you hadn't provoked the Qingyu Sect, the great elder would not have died. It was you who killed the great elder!"
Xuanyuan Huanyu had already heard about the great elder's death in battle when he first came in.
He also looked sad: "Sixth Elder, don't worry, we will definitely avenge the First Elder!"
"Qin Fan's strength is no weaker than that of the Great Elder, please believe him!"
Elder Liu, who had always been at odds with Xuanyuan Huanyu, yelled angrily: "Xuanyuan Huanyu, why are you so crazy? How can he, a boy in his early twenties, be stronger than the Great Elder in cultivation?"
"We have lost two games in a row, and this is the last one. If he loses, our Iron Alliance will cease to exist, do you know?"
Xuanyuan Huanyu said in a deep voice: "Because it is the last one, it is even more important for Qin Fan to take action."
"Everyone, please believe me!" Xuanyuan Huanyu bowed to the elders.
Nalan Mingyue looked at Qin Fan. Although she did not believe that Qin Fan was stronger than the Great Elder, she felt from Qin Fan's calm demeanor that the young man in front of her might really be able to create miracles.
Nalan Mingyue had only seen such a demeanor from his grandfather back then.
At that time, the Qishen Sect, which his grandfather was in charge of, had a faint tendency to replace the Tianjian Sect and become the number one sect in the world.
That kind of magnanimity cannot be faked. It must be backed by extremely strong strength to naturally exude that magnanimity.
"I believe him." Nalan Mingyue said suddenly.
This shocked the silent Iron Alliance elders.
"Master, how can you trust such a young boy?"
"Yes, Master, this is the last game. If he loses, our Iron Alliance will be doomed!"
"Master, think twice!"
All the elders persuaded him one after another.
