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    "He is Lu Song! I have heard Master say many times that our Hengyue Sect is the number one genius in a hundred years, and Xuan Dao Sect will definitely lose this time!"

    "Fifth Senior Brother, come on, we will follow your example!"

    The inner disciples of the Hengyue Sect started cheering excitedly. The failures in the first two games allowed them to regain their confidence at this moment.  Some female disciples, like nymphos, immediately developed a crush on Lu Song.

    Master Huang Long was also smiling, secretly thinking that Lu Song would definitely win if he appeared this time!

    Wang Zhuo glanced at Lu Song jealously and snorted.

    The disciples of Xuan Dao Sect were all shocked. Lu Song's reputation was astonishing to them. He was so amazing during the exchange twenty years ago. Although he lost in the end, he left a lasting impression on the elders of Xuan Dao Sect.  A deep impression.

    Old man Ouyang's face turned gloomy and he said, "Xu Mu, I allow you to unlock the master's seal and show your true level!"

    Xu Mu had a serious expression and unbuttoned his clothes, only to see a dark yellow paper talisman taped to his chest.

    The elders of the Hengyue Sect were all startled. After looking at the paper talisman carefully, they all looked shocked.

    "Fellow Taoist Ouyang, this paper talisman" Master Huanglong said with a pale face.

    Old Man Ouyang's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Master Huanglong, I have something to take this opportunity to explain. Today's exchange, if our Xuan Dao Sect wins, in addition to the previous conditions, there will be one more thing. This Heng Yue Peak needs to be borrowed.  My Xuan Dao Sect has been here for five hundred years!"

    Everyone's expressions changed. Master Huang Long narrowed his eyes and said, "Fellow Taoist Ouyang, are you kidding me?"

    Old Man Ouyang shook his head and said: "Fellow Taoist Huanglong, you have also seen this paper talisman. The spiritual power on it cannot be made by the ancestors of the Nascent Soul stage. To be honest, one of the ancestors of our Xuan Dao Sect returned from the battlefield outside the fourth-level cultivation country.  He brought back the news that several of the ancestors of your Hengyue Sect have all died."

    Master Huanglong's expression changed, and after a long time he said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist Ouyang, don't talk nonsense, otherwise don't blame the Hengyue Sect for being unkind!"

    Old Man Ouyang smiled slightly and said: "My Xuan Dao Sect is looking at the past friendship, so we did not commit suicide, but left a favor to the Heng Yue Sect. If the Heng Yue Sect wins this competition, then this matter will  That's it. My words have been conveyed, fellow Taoist Huanglong, let's continue the competition!"

    The inner disciples of the Hengyue Sect were all confused, but they all felt like a big stone was pressing down on their hearts, and the sky seemed to darken at this moment.

    Wang Lin was shocked and secretly thought that what Situ Nan said was indeed true. The world of cultivation was indeed divided into levels based on countries.

    Sun Dazhu's face was pale, his eyes were lifeless, and he said to himself: "It's over, it's over, the ancestors are all dead. In the past, the Hengyue Sect could rely on the fact that the ancestors were outside to scare other sects, and they could barely stand firm, but now  It¡¯s over! Damn it, if it hadn¡¯t been for the Qinglong Kingdom, a fourth-level cultivation country, that 500 years ago had not separated all the ancestors of the Yuan Ying stage of the Zhao Kingdom in order to fight for the extraterrestrial planets, the Hengyue Sect would not have ended up like this."

    Master Huang Long saw that all the junior brothers and disciples around him were panicking. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and shouted loudly: "Members of the Hengyue Sect, please don't panic. The authenticity of this matter will be judged by the elders in the alchemy stage of the sect. Wait until you panic."  What! Lu Song, continue the competition!"

    Lu Song, who was on the stone platform, was shocked by the words of the old man Ouyang just now. At this time, he tightened his mind and opened his mouth to spit out a purple light. As soon as the purple light came out, it immediately swelled and turned into a big hand with shining black light.  Catch Xu Mu.

    Xu Mu¡¯s expression moved slightly, and without saying a word, he patted the storage bag, and six shining golden balls flew out and went towards him.  Lu Song sneered, secretly pinching the magic formula with his right hand, and flicked his big hand in mid-air. Suddenly, a strange wind blew up, and the six golden balls trembled slightly and deviated from their trajectory.

    This strange wind even scattered the spiritual energy in Xu Mu's body. His expression changed drastically and he shouted loudly: "Explode!"

    Six golden light balls exploded at the same time, and a ring-shaped wave rushed out, causing everyone watching around to retreat.

    Lu Song snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "What a trick!" He clenched his big hand in mid-air and turned it into a fist. Regardless of the explosion of the golden light ball, he quickly smashed it down without slowing down.

    Xu Mu's face was bloodless. Seeing that the strange hand above his head was about to press down, he gritted his teeth and something suddenly floated up from the storage bag. It was a piece of ordinary-looking yellow paper. Xu Mu bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed out  A mouthful of blood mist.

    The blood quickly transformed from mist into liquid in mid-air, condensing together like a blood dragon. Without blinking, Xu Mu held the spell in his right hand and muttered something in his mouth. He saw the blood dragon twisting and connecting at the end.  It formed a strange pattern and was suddenly printed on the yellow paper!

    The yellow paper suddenlyShooting out a dazzling light, like a miniature sun, the fist struck in mid-air quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    When Wang Lin saw this, his heart moved. He also had this paper talisman in his storage bag!

    "It's actually a spiritual treasure!" Lu Song frowned, flicked his sleeves, and two white dragons flew out, spun around in mid-air, and struck Xu Mu at lightning speed.

    Xu Mu laughed miserably. At this time, all his energy was focused on resisting the opponent's huge strange fist in mid-air. He was unable to resist the two flying swords that turned into white dragons.

    Seeing that the two white dragons had revealed their ferocious mouths, at this critical moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the Xuan Dao Sect disciples.

    Immediately afterwards, a black rainbow shot out from the Xuan Dao Sect disciples in an instant, easily wrapping up the two white dragons, making an overwhelmed creaking sound. The white dragons quickly shrank, and finally turned into two small silver swords.  The black Changhong shrank hard, and suddenly the two flying swords broke from it and fell on the stone platform.

    Lu Song's expression changed instantly, the flying sword that he had cultivated with his mind was destroyed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, showing a look of horror.  The big hand pressing on Xu Mu's head was also unable to condense due to the damage to his mind and dissipated.

    Xu Mu escaped, quickly grabbed the yellow paper, and quickly retreated, with a look of luck on his face.  Lu Song walked down the stone platform with a gloomy look.

    Master Huang Long's face darkened and he shouted: "Xuan Dao Sect, don't bully others too much!" Several fellow disciples beside him also glared angrily. Some of them were angry and had already taken out their personal magic weapons.  If there is discord, there will be a fight!

    At this time, most of the inner disciples also saw the secret and showed angry expressions. The other two disciples in purple had cautious expressions on their faces and looked at the middle-aged man standing at the end of Xuan Dao Sect.

    The cold snort just now was made by him.

    Old man Ouyang looked back at the middle-aged man, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "In this third game, your Hengyue faction won. As for what happened just now, I"

    "Old man Ouyang, stop talking so much nonsense. This Hengyue Sect is nothing more than that!" The middle-aged man standing at the end walked out unruly. As soon as he stepped on the ground, there was a clicking sound and a slender crack.  It immediately appeared from under his feet and spread to the edge of the stone platform.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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