Liu Fei from Shifang Villa is dead.

A terrifying hole appeared in his chest.

His battle pet soul-devouring spider died and was slapped to death by the three-pupil Heavenly Fox.

Murong Chen smiled coldly and looked cold. Now Murong Chen will not be ruthless towards his enemies.

In this Wuyang Continent, the kindness to the enemy is to hurt more oneself.

"Sword of Wind!"

Murong Chen walked to Liu Fei's side, picked up the Sword of the Wind on the ground, and received it from his storage armband.

All the warriors in Shifang Villa were rioted.

"Murong Chen, kill Young Master Liu!"

"We want to avenge Senior Brother Liu!"

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Liu, who is talented in martial arts, failed."

The owner of the Shifang Mountain Villa moved, "Murong Chen, little boy! I'll give my son back my life!"

Huhu! The owner of the village was furious and slapped a palm.

This chapter is hesitating and overwhelming, and the rolling wind is like a black wind, which is very terrifying.

The old man with white eyebrows shouted, "Master Liu, don't be rude!"

Boom! A loud bang.

The old man with white eyebrows stretched out his arm casually and shook his force, shattering the wind of the palm of the Lord Liu, and instantly invisible.

"I, the Taoist Baimei, are not a person who eats nothing!"

Taoist Baimei said in a deep voice: "This is the rule of the Dragon City Competition. If anyone breaks the rules, I Taoist Baimei will not be able to spare him!"

The owner of the village knows that he is no match for the Baimei Taoist at all, so he can only swallow his anger.

"Why!"

Lord Liu sighed.

Liu Fei is strong and talented, so why is he killed by Murong Chen so unknown?

Baimei Taoist, there is a reason for helping.

Although there are such rules for the Dragon Falling City Competition, many people find it difficult to let go of their genius disciples being killed on the ring. In desperation, they will take action if they are rushing to death.

Such things happened many times in the Dragon Falling City Competition.

There have been many times when the Baimei Taoist was too lazy to care about it.

However, because the Baimei Taoist asked Murong Chen for help, he helped him in a timely manner.

In the Dragon City, whether it is the prestige of a weapon refiner or the martial arts cultivation level, the White-Brow Taoist is always an invincible being.

Moreover, the weapons and magic weapons of many sects in the Dragon City, and even medium-grade magic weapons, are all derived from the weapon refining tripods of Taoist Baimei.

Who dares to mess with such a white-eyed Taoist?

Taoist Baimei walked slowly and smiled at Murong Chen, "Young Master Chen, aren't disturbed, aren't you?"

Murong Chen clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your help!"

"There?

There?

Mr. Chen, please be polite!"

The white-browed Taoist said with a smile.

The warriors from the Dragon City Sect who were working next to the ring began to whisper and talk.

How famous is this white-eyed Taoist in Falling Dragon City?

How could a respected weapon refiner be so close to Murong Chen, who was once a wasteful young master in the Dragon City?

"Did this Taoist Baimei accept Murong Chen as his apprentice?

It looks like the relationship is unusual!"

"Damn it, Murong Chen is really destined!"

"The Taoist Baimei doesn't accept disciples, it seems that there is only one girl around him to take care of him!"

"It doesn't look like it. I feel that the Baimei Taoist does not look like Master Murong Chen. This old guy is still in a low position."

"If Murong Chen received guidance from Taoist Baimei, he would be envious!"

"I learned weapon refining from the Baimei Taoist, mastered the cave Nether Fire, and became a respected weapon refiner. How awesome!

"Murong Bo was puzzled and said to the Black Elder beside him: "Elder Black, this White-Browed Taoist seems to have no friendship with our Murong family Xuantian Sword Sect, right?"

The black elder of Xuantian Sword Sect frowned and said, "Sect Master, the Baimei Taoist not only has no friendship with our Xuantian Sword Sect, but last year, I went to ask Baimei Taoist to refine a hundred low-grade magical swords for Xuantian Sword Sect, but I was also rejected!"

The three-puppy Tianhu looked at the old man in front of him, the white-browed Taoist.

It's quite pleasing. Except for the white-eyed Taoist's triangular eyes, which look a little annoying, everything else is fine.

It is already rare for Taoist Baimei to rescue his master in front of everyone.

"Are there any other challengers going on the ring to challenge?"

The white-browed Taoist said loudly.

Many warriors in the audience were all depressed.

Murong Chen was so brave that he killed Li Yuanba. Liu Fei from Shifang Villa was also under Murong Chen's command. Lu Yihan became a deserter and took the initiative to admit defeat.

Taoist Baimei is also very protective of Murong Chen, and seems to like Murong Chen very much.

No surprise, the first place in this Dragon Falling Competition, Murong Chen is the first place.

The warriors all came for this first place. If they couldn't get the first place, in addition to the generous rewards, they were also unable to participate in the competitions on various continents and entered the Temple of the Martial God, the largest sect in the Southern Continent, without any hope.

Since that's the case, who would take the initiative to die?

As for the second and third places in the Dragon Falling Competition, it actually doesn't make much sense.

"good!"

The Baimei Taoist smiled gently and said with satisfaction: "According to the lottery and winning rules of the Dragon Climbing Competition, Wang Yu from Tianwu Palace next fights against Murong Chen!"

When Wang Yu heard this, he was so scared that he was trembling. Of course, the warrior's murderous aura was gone.

The giant sword of the Holy Light on his back seemed to be able to bending his back.

"Wang Yu, can Wang Yu beat Murong Chen?"

"The giant sword of the Holy Light in Wang Yu's hand is invincible!"

"In the Han family in Black Moon City, Wang Yu practiced hard and obtained the Holy Light Giant Sword. He should be able to fight Murong Chen!"

"Before Wang Yu, he won seven battles and seven victories! They were all defeating the enemy with one move!"

Wang Mang, the Lord of the Tianwu Palace, didn't know that Wang Yu had fought with Murong Chen in the demon core trading business, and was completely defeated. He suffered all the shame. He was beaten by the claw of the three-pupil Heavenly Fox and had all the shit and urine. Without the protection of the Holy Light Giant Sword of the Holy Light, Wang Yu had long been photographed into a pile of meat paste.

Wang Mang said slowly: "Yu'er, it's time to prove your strength. Don't you say that the value of the Dragon City Competition is too low?

In Black Moon City, you are the third place in the Black Moon City Competition!”

Wang Yu is indeed the third place in the Black Moon City Competition, and the second place also came to the ring. He met Murong Chen on the Broken Soul Cliff, Mr. Han from the Han family in the Black Moon City.

Mr. Han is not Murong Chen's opponent at all, so compared with Murong Chen, Wang Yu is just asking for trouble and hitting the stone with eggs.

Wang Yu slowly walked onto the ring, frightened and did not dare to look directly at Murong Chen.

Seeing the three-pupil sky fox behind Murong Chen, he was shocked again.

Others may not know, but Wang Yu knew that the little red fox with charming appearance and low voice was not much worse than Murong Chen's martial arts strength.

Murong Chen is not interested in fighting with Wang Yu.

"Wang Yu, I have no hatred with you. I, Murong Chen, have a clear distinction between love and hate.

As long as you hand over the giant sword of the Holy Light, I will spare you!”

Murong Chen's eyes flashed, like the sun, moon and stars.

Wang Mang, the head of the Tianwu Palace, roared: "Murong Chen, you are so arrogant! Yu'er, killing Murong Chen proves that our Tianwu Palace is the most powerful sect in the Dragon City!"

Wang Yu was sweating profusely and did not take action at all.

People under the arena were talking a lot.

Wang Yu seemed to be something wrong and was very nervous.

The Holy Light Giant Sword was in full swing during the competition for Falling Dragon City, but why did Wang Yu hesitate?

Li Yuanba's Xuanbird Spear and Liu Fei's Sword of Wind have all been received by Murong Chen in the storage armband.

"Murong Chen!"
Chapter completed!