469: C469 Unbelievable

C469 Unbelievable

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When Su Yuan looked again, he saw that the color of the world had changed. His chest was surging with thousands of Qi.

"I, Laohei, am a member of the Heavenly Master Sect!" The sky was high in the sky, and the sky was high in the sky. It was hard to return home, and the road ahead was difficult. So what? There was always a way out. At this moment, his heart was filled with mixed feelings and mixed feelings.

"Let's go." Not far away, Adept Nabibi's gaze dimmed.

... "But Jiu Lang has yet to enter the arena to compete with his sword?" Fang Miao'e looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"Nine Moons will definitely win."

"Yes, Master."

...

After saying that, the two of them walked further and further away.

After Su Yuan tied up the four Ancient Heavenly Master Coins with a dark yellow rope and hung it around his waist, he went to get a golden ancient token. This action caused the people around him to cheer again, especially Tan Guoer and Jia Prabhutaratna.

"So, this guy is actually so strong! He is actually the disciple of the Heavenly Master Sect's Sect Master!"

Even now, the corridors were still in disbelief.

It turned out that Su Yuan's victory had caused a huge change in the situation of their group.

One of their opponents had been eliminated, leaving only the corridors and Xuan Bei. On their side, there was still Jun Jiu, Qingdeng, and Qi Ao, the three Talented Young Master.

This had become a three versus two situation. These three Talented Young Master were very confident that they could defeat Zhu Long, so only Xuan Bei was left.

As long as Talented Young Master left one of them to deal with the other two, and one of the other two could defeat Xuan Bei, they would almost be able to win.

Of course, everyone on the scene understood this point very well. Immortal Lan had already locked onto the war drum with Xuan Bei's name on it. At this moment, he ran to Jun Jiu, Qingdeng, and the others and transmitted his voice to them.

Jun Jiu and the others praised him. Since he had found Xuan Bei's war drum, the next battle with Xuan Bei could be considered a decisive victory.

"Let me do it."

Under the attention of the crowd, Jun Jiu stood up. He was more than eight feet tall, with a handsome face and sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

His starry eyes were bright and powerful, and his red lips were like flames. His facial features were as delicate as jade, and his skin was no less delicate than a beautiful woman's. However, between his eyebrows and his hair, there was a majestic aura, causing thousands of men to lose their colors.

Almost no one dared to look at him in the eyes. Wherever he went, many people's breathing became extremely heavy. Those who did not break out in cold sweat could still be considered calm.

To him, this was just a rest, and he could walk normally.

He was the same as Qi Xuaner. They were only one year younger than Su Yuan.

His four maids had already followed him to the outside of the red line. After he made up his mind, Servant Feng and the moon maid went forward to help him take off his robe.

Feng Nu's name was Feng Shuting, she was the princess of one of the eight thousand Immortal Domains, Fei Chen Country, also known as His Highness Fei Chen.

The Flying Dust Kingdom's Princess had an unparalleled appearance, and her talent in cultivation was one in a million.

She was once the true love of countless men. Even if they only looked at her from afar, many heroic elites still felt that they wouldn't let down their lives.

The Moon Servant's name was Yue Shangying, and she was also a princess of one of the Eight Thousand Immortal Domains. The other Flower Slaves and Snow Slaves were also the same.

These four princesses, ordinary people could only envy them. Before they became Jun Jiu's servants, they had actually only seen him once.

Just this face was like a madman, forever doomed.1

With their status, looks, and talents, they were actually willing to be servants. This was also something that no one had expected.

In the past, they were all spoiled and arrogant, but now, just by standing there, they were just as lowly and obedient.

Jun Jiu was outstanding. He was already prepared to take the drumstick from the side.

At this time, Gongxi Xuansu suddenly spoke, "Even the Divine Sect's Young Master Jun is going to go on stage? Young Master Jun, you have to think about it carefully. This official's rule is that this drumstick can only be raised once."

Her words were spoken lightly and casually. Some people thought that she was afraid, while others thought that she was just bluffing.

Exalted Immortal Lan was still very active. She winked at Jun Jiu while transmitting her voice to Jun Jiu.

Jun Jiu grabbed the drumstick without hesitation.

Gongxi Xuansu suddenly stood up.

"Alright," she praised Grand Immortal Lan and the few weirdos beside him. After that, she shouted to the left and right, "Go and change the war drums. It had already taken so long, one hole after another. It looks so shabby. "

After saying that, she gave Exalted Immortal Lan and the others a distant look, as if she was saying, "Little brat, how can you hide your little tricks from me?"

"Ah?" This time, many people were in trouble, and Exalted Immortal Lan and the others jumped up in shock.

"This old woman is truly too savage, too cunning."

Only now did everyone know that they had fallen into the pit. However, the drum was old and damaged. If she wanted to change, that was her authority.

Soon, forty-nine brand new war drums were carried up, and the old ones were replaced. They looked exactly the same, and there was no difference between them anymore.

Jun Jiu was also depressed to death. However, since the drum hammer was already in his hand, it was still considered a loss if he put it down. The rules were indeed set like this. Since that was the case, he no longer hesitated.

"This is the end. Our Young Master Jun has come for nothing. How is it possible for him to choose the two sides of the forty-nine drums?"

"Isn't that so? Young Master Jun is too difficult."

"I can only hope for a miracle to happen."

...

While everyone was talking, Jun Jiu had already thrown the hammer. "With a bang, the hammer landed in the center of the ring.

As the drum beat was flipped, there was a thunderous sound below the stage. Su Yuan also looked at the drum and saw the names of the corridors written on it.

It was really chosen. Although it was not Xuan Bei, it was considered good luck to be able to choose the corridors. No wonder everyone seemed to be in high spirits.

Su Yuan's eyes swept across Qingdeng, Qi Ao, and Xuan Bei one after another, but he couldn't help frowning.

Yueling saw that his expression was different and asked, "What's wrong? Do you think that both of them are no match for Xuan Bei?"

Su Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Xuan Bei's defense is the best amongst my peers. Even Young Master Jun Jiu might not be able to defeat him. "

Hearing this, everyone around him sucked in a breath of cold air. None of them had thought that Su Yuan would give such a high evaluation of Xuan Bei.

On the stage, Jun Jiu and the others were standing opposite of each other. A black dragon ancient sword was hanging from Jun Jiu's waist. His aura had been fully unleashed, and his aura instantly soared to the sky.

With such close contact, although the corridors' mouths were very hard, their bodies were very honest, and they could not help but tremble in fear.

"You people from the Central Continent, each and every one of you are trash, and you are just the king of trash. You are far from being able to fight me. "

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