surnamed Wang

The last final match is on the fifth day. On this day, the three first places will be determined at the same time. The rewards are rich enough to make the hearts of immortals like them.

Before the game, the game was still the same, and the odds of Wang Gangquan had risen to [-]:[-]. Although it was not as good as the [-]:[-] in the preliminary round, but he was still so exaggerated after showing his true strength, which only showed that the opponent was too strong.

Yanhong's duel with Wang Gangquan has never been able to watch the match, he only heard a general idea from Hong Qingyan, and now let him experience it personally, it is a lie to say that there is no fear.

When dealing with Zhang Sheng, he has used all his skills, and it is partly a fluke that he can get to this point. Wang Gangquan is not conceited enough to think that he can defeat Xihong. Rewards, you have to die to get them, right?

Naturally, Yan Hong would not beat him to death in the ring, the question now is how long he can last.

After thinking hard for a long time, he still couldn't think of a way to fight against the enemy. Wang Gangquan simply gave up thinking about it and slept comfortably. On the fifth day, he walked towards the ring refreshed early in the morning.

Along the way, he saw Xu Tiedan and Huang Jinguang sneaking towards Zhongfeng again, thinking about it, they still had the same intentions and wanted to give it a go.

Money makes ghosts grind, and gods are no exception. Those natural materials and earthly treasures that help in cultivation need a lot of spiritual stones. Good words are hard to persuade the damn ghosts.

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Some arenas in the arena have already started to fight. The Jindan cultivators who have come to the present are all extremely talented people. Some people have saved their minds and did not challenge them. If there is a real fight, Wang Gangquan really does not have full confidence to beat them .

The appearance of Wang Gangquan attracted the attention of the people present, and a little bit of pink can be seen in the crowd. Many people took the initiative to greet this young man who was destined to become a blockbuster, even the monk Nascent Soul was no exception.

Not long after his arrival, Xihong arrived with light lotus steps, and the other party's arrival was obviously more attractive than his. A large group of male cultivators surrounded him, but they were all stopped by the surrounding Chixia Peak fairies .

Everyone has a love of beauty, and Xi Hong's appearance is originally a top-notch existence in the sect. In addition, she solved the battles twice and quickly captured the hearts of many sect disciples. Now her popularity among male monks is second only to that of Chi Hong. Order of Xiafeng.

Seeing this, Wang Gingquan smiled. It seemed that he didn't need to make extra efforts. After this small contest, the demand for the clothes of Fairy Xihong must be in short supply.

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The match between the two is at the end. It is said that the Great Elder and the sect leader will come to watch the battle in person. If they are lucky enough to get their favor and be accepted as disciples, their status will definitely be greatly improved. Call him "Brother" politely.

The world of cultivation always speaks of strength. It doesn't mean that those who start early or who are old can be ranked first. If they meet a master who doesn't show affection, disciples who are not strong enough may even be expelled from the master's school. Really, people are more ruthless than Dao.

The number of monks around Yanhong gradually decreased, Wang Gingquan walked forward slowly, perhaps thanks to the clothes, he was not stopped by the fairies, under the envious gazes of many male cultivators, he moved closer to Fairy Yan, and fought with each other Joke.

"I heard that last time, the friend of the cunning Taoist was seriously injured, and the fairy will have to show mercy in a while."

"Wouldn't it be better for Fellow Daoist Zhao to withdraw voluntarily?"

"I think so too, but there are so many pairs of eyes watching, if you hit me twice casually and then back off, others will still be like a fairy, what good did you promise me?"

"If fellow Daoist Zhao speaks like that, then Yan Hong will have to put in a lot of effort."

The woman's eyes were full of smiles, Wang Gangquan's face was normal, and the female cultivators who came together showed a slightly surprised expression.

Fairy Xihong is approachable, but she is not to the point of casually chatting and joking with others. The feeling between the two of them now is clearly far higher than greetings.

Although Yan Hong has a marriage contract, she has never talked about it in front of outsiders. Only a woman knows what a woman thinks. If she is really her favorite Mr. Ruyi, why doesn't she spread it everywhere?Now that the two are wearing the same color of clothing, it's hard not to guess in that direction.

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"Miss Honghong, I really don't want you to be merciful on purpose. It's important to know yourself, and I also want to know how big the gap is between you and the girl.

Oh, by the way, please don't forget the agreement between us, girl. "

The woman nodded, "Don't worry, as long as fellow daoist can do it, Xi Hong will not lose her word."

Agreement?Several female cultivators looked at each other with a slight smile on their faces. Could it be the case of robbery and elopement?
Regardless of their age, they are most keen on the love stories of life and death among mortals, otherwise there would not be so many fairies descending to earth.

Just as the guessing became more and more outrageous, an old voice sounded from the top of Zhongfeng:
"The final decisive battle of the cross-border monks is ready to begin."

Suddenly, two figures appeared above the ring, one of them was a middle-aged man in purple clothes and a golden crown on his head, and the other was an old man dressed in peasant clothes.

Seeing the two of them kneeling down on the ground, more than ten thousand monks present said in unison:

"See the head, see the great elder."

Although Wang Gangquan is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, he still bows down obediently. So what if he is the emperor, no matter how hard his neck is, can it be tougher than other people's methods?
The Great Elder seemed to have just rushed over from the field, his hands were still stained with loess, he hunched over and rubbed his hands, looked down at Wang Gangquan and Yanhong, and said with a kind smile:
"Let's get ready, you two."

"Yes."

The two got up when they heard the words, and flew towards the ring together, while the rest still kept their heads down and did not dare to lift up.

The head of the Zipao didn't look at Wang Gangquan from the beginning to the end, and his tone was flat but extremely majestic:
"Get up."

The co-author really regarded himself as an emperor.

For some reason, Wang Gangquan felt that this sect leader was not pleasing to the eye when he first saw him, and now seeing his upright nostrils, he felt disgusted for no reason.

Naturally, he didn't dare to show this disgust, and kept his head down all the way forward, when the majestic voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Boy, do you have any dissatisfaction?"

Wang Gingquan's whole body trembled, subconsciously he was about to draw his sword and cut it off, but his rationality told him that he must not do this.

"Go back to the head, the villain dare not."

Wang Gingquan turned around and knelt down. He has always been decisive in such matters, but when he finished speaking, the scene was surprisingly quiet. Looking up, everyone looked at him with strange expressions, and then looked at the leader. gone.

Damn, I was tricked!

Wang Gangquan cursed secretly in his heart, but then fell silent, he really didn't understand the supernatural powers of high-ranking monks, he didn't even look at the dissatisfaction just now, but the other party noticed it.

He suffered from being dumb for no reason, but he could only swallow it forcefully. He stood up as if nothing had happened, and continued to fly towards the ring. His original chic was shattered by the scene just now.

At the top of Zhongfeng, the Great Elder still looked towards the direction of the ring with a kind smile on his face, "Why did that kid offend you, and you want to punish him like this?"

"It's too heavy." The middle-aged man said expressionlessly.

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