After the ancestor bound the Shenhao system, it was broken

After Xu Qingshu both left, she realized that she came here this morning because she wanted to go back for revenge.

The Jiang family has lost a lot of people recently. After today's game is over, the damage in the family will be even more serious. This is a good opportunity for revenge!

At the same time, Xu Qingshu, who left, took all the disciples of the Xu family to the competition venue.

The third game is a personal battle, the opponent is determined by drawing lots, and the person who wins the first game will advance to the second game.

Those who win the second round will advance to the third round, and the five clans will be divided from the third round.

The last five people left will enter a pagoda and pass the exams one after another in the pagoda. The family of the first to pass will be the head of the family.

"Game start!"

Following the voice of the presiding venerable, twenty small formations appeared on the stage, enveloping the two people who were about to fight.

In this way, no matter how they fight inside, they will not attack the people outside, let alone affect the people fighting next to them.

Everyone watched from a distance, they were on a small competition stage, but there was actually a universe inside, and the two people shrouded in the formation felt that their competition field was bigger than the entire valley!

The people fighting inside had already made their moves, and everyone was dazzled by the colorful spiritual power.

Xu Qingshu, who was on the high mountain, secretly covered the area with divine consciousness, observing the battle of the disciples.

I saw that on the competition stage, it was Young Master Lin who was fighting against Xu Shangqing. He had already been knocked off the stage after only three moves.

The Lin family: "..." Shame on you!
On the other side, it happened that Xu Kexing was fighting against Nangong Chunyu who had disliked her earlier.

A smug smile appeared on her face, "Even your ancestors couldn't open this ancient formation. This time... no one can save you!"

She has long disliked Xu Kexing.

In the past, he could occasionally bully her in the college. Since the ancestor of the Xu family came back, this guy has changed his temperament and stopped being bullied by others. Later, he injured Su Shishi in the college!

Xu Kexing, who was standing opposite, showed no fear on his delicate face, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "You're right, no one can save you!"

Nangong Chunyu's eyes sank, and a silver sharp sword quietly appeared in his hand, and the white sword energy spread out along with the dancing.

Xu Kexing quickly swung the jade bone long whip to resist, as if he didn't want to waste time with her, imagining that the other party was a monster, and his eyes gradually became murderous.

The figure came behind Nangong Chunyu in an instant, and the long jade bone whip in his hand tightly wrapped around her neck. Without hesitation, Xu Kexing pulled hard with his hand, and threw the wrapped person down hard.

"boom--"

Before Nangong Chunyu could react, she was thrown until her seven orifices bled and her head and body were separated.

Xu Kexing didn't intend to hide his cultivation at all. He used the cleansing spell to wipe off the blood on the jade bone long whip, turned around and walked off the competition stage calmly.

The sudden scene shocked everyone, especially the Nangong family.

"Yu'er!"

Patriarch Nangong stood up in astonishment, staring at the corpse with wide eyes.

No one thought that the Xu family wanted to fight quickly when they came up, otherwise Nangong Chunyu would not have fallen so soon with the magic weapon given by her ancestors.

Patriarch Nangong turned his head and looked closely at Patriarch Xu and the others not far away, with undisguised resentment in his eyes.

Until Xu Qingshu turned his head to the side, Patriarch Nangong met those dark and deep cold eyes, inexplicably felt a chill down his spine, and felt terrified in his heart.

Unwillingly, he withdrew his gaze, and Patriarch Nangong, who had lost his beloved daughter, sat down slowly.