Even if Shen Lang and Tang Jin wanted to abstain, they were trapped in a siege and might not even have the chance to abstain.

"That guy is interesting."

Suddenly someone noticed that among the casual cultivators, there was one person who seemed to have never taken action before.

"Ding Hao?

What character?"

More curious people paid attention to the young man.

Lin Jie also took a curious look.

It's incredible to see.

Ding Hao waved his hand and pointed at him.

you know me?

Or do I know you?

At this moment, ten thousand grass-mud horses were running wildly through Lin Jie's heart.

"Qingqiu Ancient Courtyard wins nine rounds."

Suddenly, the attention of countless people was shocked by this roar.

In the center, there were not many strong men left in the four courtyards.

Changming Ancient Courtyard, Yuanzu Ancient Courtyard, and Cangling Ancient Courtyard seemed to have made an agreement. At this moment, they surrounded the only five geniuses left in Qingqiu Ancient Courtyard.

"Elder Lin, take action."

The voice of the ancient number one command penetrated Lin Jie's sea of ​​consciousness like a sharp arrow.

"Be careful."

Lin Jie showed a faint evil smile, stared deeply at Lan Linglong, Huang Ji, Lu Muqing, and Fang Xun, and immediately walked out of the defense created by the four of them.

Lan Linglong was as angry as a gossamer: "Jiuchi Lang, you should also be careful."

Unexpectedly, Shen Lang was out of breath and smiled sarcastically: "Junior Sister Linglong, I understand that you are the leading disciple. Now the situation is not good for us. If we cannot win the ranking this time, we will lose our face, and you are the leader."
Chapter completed!