The master of Wuliang Sect walked to the hollow and said.
"The leader of this sect announces the second game of the top seven."
"Winner: Xuanqing Dao Sect, Wan Wuhen."
"Eliminated by: Penglai Shenzong, Fang Luxuan."
"Wan Wuhen advanced to the semi-finals and successfully entered the third stage of the Holy Son Ceremony."
For such a result, no one in the direction of Xuanqing Daomen cheered.
For them, it is natural for Xuanqing Dao Sect to advance to the top four, and it is not something to be thankful for.
Wan Wuhen also had a gloomy face.
There was no trace of the joy of a winner on his face.
Even Wan Wuhen's livid face was mixed with obvious unwillingness.
The eliminated people know Wan Wuhen's mentality very well at this moment.
Xu Wanqiu looked far away in the direction of Wan Wuhen and said: "Fellow Taoist Wan Wuhen won this battle very badly."
Xuanjizi chuckled: "Not only is it not pretty, it's really embarrassing to win."
"He himself is not a fool. He should know better if Fang Luxuan did not faint in time."
"Not to mention winning, Wan Wuhen is struggling to come back alive."
"If it were me, I would be just as angry as him."
As the recognized strongest among the Three Holy Sons, Wan Wuhen should have won easily.
But when he was fighting Fang Luxuan, he almost capsized in the gutter.
What Wan Wuhen couldn't accept the most was that he still had his trump card and failed to defeat Fang Luxuan in his prime face to face!
Moreover, he has almost lost this opportunity forever to prove himself again.
At present, the focus of discussions among more than thirty forces revolves around Fang Luxuan's "transformation".
People are marveling at the power of this "immortal technique".
Almost no one paid attention to Wan Wuhen's victory.
A loser, Fang Luxuan, actually stole all the limelight from the winner, Wan Wuhen.
immediately.
After taking a short rest, the leader of Wuliang Sect announced: "Next."
"It's the final game of the top seven."
"The Battle of Floating Island No. 3."
"Haoran Confucianism, Lu Chen."
"Battle, Nanhai Zundian, Murong Yan."
"Both sides, enter!"
Haoran Confucianism direction of Fushan.
The handsome Lu Chen smiled confidently, stepped into the void step by step, and entered the Holy Son's dojo.
At the scene, earth-shattering screams from the female monks suddenly rang out.
"Lu Chen, you are so handsome, I want to marry you!"
"Lu Chen, your facial features are so exquisite, I want to lick your face!"
Lu Chen enjoyed the feeling of being in the spotlight. He showed his calm and charming smile and waved to the female nuns who were obsessed with his appearance.
This wave of his hand triggered an even stronger wave of screams and feedback.
There were a large number of female nuns among them, and they even fainted on the spot with excitement.
There were even some female cultivators with extremely greedy look in their eyes. They wished they could take off their pants and pounce on Lu Chen to suck him up.
When Nanhai Zundian Murong Yan appeared.
The voice from the scene has reached a new level!
But the content of the cry has completely changed.
"Murong Yan, you bitch, you are not allowed to hurt the handsome face of fellow Taoist Lu Chen! Did you hear that?"
"Murong Yan, you vixen, you like to seduce men, I won't allow you to have any twisted thoughts about Lu Chen!"
"Ah ah ah, Murong Yan, get out of here. If you dare to mess up Lu Chen's hair, I swear I will tear your face to pieces!"
Lu Chen, with just one face, created an idol effect that stunned the male monks from all major forces.
All the god-level leaders also had speechless expressions and shook their heads.
What a mess!
The Holy Son Ceremony, which was going so well, actually took an unexpected and strange path.
Next.
Lu Chen came to Murong Yan in front of everyone.
He looked Murong Yan up and down, and used his trademark bright smile to spray his charm on Murong Yan.
"Fellow Taoist Murong Yan, let's discuss something."
Murong Yan covered her mouth and giggled, her flowers trembling as she said, "Fellow Taoist Lu Chen, you are so handsome. No wonder so many female cultivators are crazy about you."
"It's a pity that my sister is not interested in your appearance, which is too rosy."
"Brother Luo Fu is more in line with my taste."
Lu Chen's smile froze slightly, then he smiled and shook his head: "Your Nanhai Palace, and my Haoran Confucian Sect, both belong to the god-level forces in the South China Sea Immortal Domain."
"I hope this is just a friendly discussion between you and me, and it's best not to risk our lives."
"Oh?" Murong Yan raised her eyebrows slightly: "What's the reason?"
Lu Chen said confidently: "You and I both know that you are no match for me."
"Even if you just admit defeat, your Nanhai Zundian is already firmly in fifth place, so why do you need to fight so hard?"
According to the rules, once Murong Yan loses, there will be a playoff.
She, Wan Renxue, and Fang Luxuan will determine the detailed rankings of fifth, sixth, and seventh place.
However, due to rule restrictions, one force cannot occupy two ranking places.
Therefore, Fang Luxuan and Luo Fu are from the same sect, and Luo Fu has already entered the top four.
Wan Renxue and Wan Wuhen are from the same sect, and Wan Wuhen also entered the top four.
Fang Luxuan and Wan Renxue do not need to play a playoff.
Murong Yan's Nanhai Zundian is definitely in fifth place.
Murong Yan, there is indeed no need to fight for her life.
Murong Yan rolled her eyes and giggled: "It seems to make some sense, I'll think about it."
At this moment, the leader of Wuliang Sect gave the order to teleport.
Lu Chen and Murong Yan both stepped into the teleportation array and teleported to Floating Island No. 3.
When Wuliang Sect Master arrived later.
He was in the sky, looking down at the two contestants.
He added: "Floating Island No. 3 has special rules for independence."
"You two, just decide who will win."
After saying that, Wuliang Sect Master did not allow the two of them to say anything more, and went directly back to the Holy Son Dojo.
This time, Lu Chen and Murong Yan were both surprised.
Murong Yan asked curiously: "A special rule that I was not told...?"
"This rule is a bit too new."
at the same time.
Holy Son Dojo, after the return of the Wuliang Sect Master.
Said: "Now, announce the specific rules for Floating Island No. 3."
As soon as this statement came out, the audience at the scene also looked puzzled.
Why didn't you announce it on the floating island, but waited until you returned to the Holy Son Dojo? ?
Announced here, the two people on the floating island cannot hear it.
Then, the leader of Wuliang Sect continued: "This is the independent rule of Floating Island No. 3."
"Only the audience can know the specific details of the rules."
"The two sides of the war are not allowed to know."
"The rules are like this."
"This battle is called: Battle of Truth."
"Lu Chen and Murong Yan will continue to be immersed in the effects of the Daoyan Mantra Fruit during the battle."
"This means that everything the two of them say will be true."
"Moreover, the two of them don't know about this."
As the Wuliang Sect Master finished speaking.
On Floating Island No. 3, a thin layer of red mist immediately rose.
But the red mist became transparent in just an instant, making it difficult to detect.
When the transparent red mist enveloped Lu Chen and Murong Yan, they were completely unaware of their situation.
Floating island.
Lu Chen smiled slightly at Murong Yan: "Murong Yan, you bitch, how are you thinking about it?"
"Accept my proposal and have a friendly discussion with me instead of fighting desperately."
"Because only in this way can I take advantage of your unpreparedness, launch a fatal sneak attack on you, and take your life!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!
The female nuns who had screamed and cheered for Lu Chen were all dumbfounded.
This person is so inconsistent, and the contrast between before and after is so huge that it makes people unprepared.
Murong Yan's face was full of curiosity and she said: "Oh? You said it yourself, you and I are in the South China Sea Immortal Domain, but why are you so vicious to me?"
"Have I, Murong Yan, ever offended you? Or have I offended the Haoran Confucian sect?"
Lu Chen laughed loudly: "You want to know why you want to die? Then I'll tell you the reason!"
"Because of you, you are blind and fall in love with Luo Fu!"
"Look at me, look carefully at my face, Chen Lu, how handsome I am, how beautiful I am, I'm so stupid, I'm prettier than any girl!"
"At the ceremony where I, Lu Chen, was present, you actually didn't fall in love with me, but instead fell in love with that bastard Luo Fu?"
"I can't accept it! I'm so damn angry!"
"You have to like me!"
Murong Yan frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about! Don't you love Su Waner!"
"Do you care who I, Murong Yan, like?"
"I care!" Lu Chen suddenly screamed like a child, "I don't like you, but you must also like me. You just can't like others!"
"Su Wan'er's stinky cousin, do you think I really like her? I'm just attracted by her physique!"
"I want to practice dual cultivation with her, and I want to treat her as my human tripod!"
"If you had the fucking physique like hers, I would be willing to be your bitch!"
Murong Yan laughed loudly, leaning back and forth with laughter: "Lu Chen, I didn't realize it, you are really a little bitch."
In the dojo, Master Haoran’s face turned green!
The most proud Holy Son under his sect actually showed this dark side in public!
The Master of the Haoran Sect was shaking with anger and pointed angrily at the Master of the Wuliang Sect: "Master of the Wuliang Sect, what are your intentions in arranging such damn rules!"
The leader of the Wuliang Sect was also quite helpless. He clasped his hands and said with a wry smile: "The original intention of the Mantra War is to hope that both sides in the duel can introduce their magical properties and fighting experience in detail."
"Let people who watch this game get some experience from it."
"But this sect leader didn't expect that they would actually...sigh."
Who would have thought that before the battle even started, the situation would completely get out of control.
Lu Chen, all they talked about was some nonsense.
Eye-popping.
A good battle of truths was turned into a scene of chaos by Lu Chen.
"No way!"
A scream on the big screen brought all the dazed viewers back to reality.
"It just doesn't work, Murong Yan, I'll give you one last chance!"
"Now in front of everyone, say that you are fascinated by me, Lu Chen, that you don't like Luo Fu, but that you like me!"
"If you refuse to tell me, I, Chen Lu, will definitely kill you, and I will whip your corpse to make you regret it!"
"Say it quickly!"
Under the influence of the Daoyan Mantra Fruit, Lu Chen and Murong Yan showed two completely opposite states.
Lu Chen lost his temper like a spoiled child.
Murong Yan laughed louder and louder: "Hahahaha, you little bitch, you are acting coquettishly towards your sister."
"Come here! Little bitch, stick your butt up and let my sister whip you!"
Say it.
Murong Yan shook her arm, and a hundred-foot-long horse flew out of the sky!
Lu Chen was furious: "Murong Yan, you are asking for death!"
"You are so shameless!"
"Ninth-level Immortal Technique - Awesome energy, the moon is like a sword!"
Lu Chen stretched out his right hand, and from his palm, thousands of moonlight bloomed!
The dazzling moonlight immediately condensed into a bright moon sword!
Snapped!
When Murong Yan's Pi Lian lashed out, Lu Chen immediately counterattacked and slashed back with the Bright Moon Sword.
