"Don't be impatient."

Master Xuan said lightly: "It's just that, it's nothing. You can get off."

"yes……"

The old slave shook his head and retreated from the Xuanzhu Palace again.

He followed up on the progress of the martial arts conference simultaneously.

When he learned that Xuan Long had violated the Holy Order, he was in a panic and came in to report.

But unexpectedly, Master Xuan didn't care...

The old slave is confused. What does Xuanzhu mean?

...

Martial Arts Conference.

On the pumice stone platform.

Countless ghost handprints as big as hills fell from the sky.

As soon as he started, Xuan Long wanted to see how Chen Feng would deal with it!

In his opinion, with Chen Feng's strength, he could only flee in a hurry!

Although this will make himself the number one in the final martial arts conference, Xuanlong doesn’t care!

Compared to the reward of the rune giant sword, he wanted to tell Chen Feng more about the difference in strength between the two!

Rumble...

As the ghost handprints formed by the transformation fell on the pumice stone platform, loud noises came from the entire martial arts conference.

Above the pumice stone platform, smoke filled the air.

It is conceivable how terrifying the blows these hundreds of ghost handprints on the stage!

Stop talking about a mortal!

Even if it is a huge mountain rock, no matter how hard the thing in this world is, it cannot withstand such a terrifying attack!

Everyone below was stunned!

"This Xuanlong actually put such a heavy hand?"

"Scary, so terrible!"

There are also some previous contestants. When they think that if they are lucky enough to reach the finals, they will compete with a terrifying opponent like Xuan Long, these people couldn't help but swallow.

Now it seems that it is a good thing to lose early and exit!

There is no need to lose your life just because of a martial arts conference, right?

In the corner, Wu Yunzhe began to tremble when he saw this scene.

The old man from the dead wood next to him hurriedly supported him: "Young Master, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine..."

Wu Yunzhe knew that the Xuanlong was powerful!

But when did you think it was so powerful!

He didn't even dare to think about this kind of strength that was enough to destroy the world!

"Then Chen Feng, I'm afraid he's dead..."

Wu Yunzhe murmured.

"Well, probably that's it." The old man from the dead wood nodded.

"Although the martial arts conference has always been a matter of deciding the winner and losing, there are also some cases of failure and killing people. Let's see now..."

Although the old man withered wood didn't say the following words, the meaning was very obvious!

Chen Feng will surely die!

"It's a pity that Zheng Yiqing..."

Wu Yunzhe clenched his fists.

"Young Master, don't worry about others, think more about ourselves!"

The old man with dead wood looked embarrassed.

Their current situation is not good, and the young master is still thinking about the things that are there or not!

"I want to go back to Wushi City, I want to go back to Wushi City..."

At this moment, Wu Yunzhe was like a scared child, and he begged the old man with a crying tone.

"well……"

The old man from the dead tree sighed helplessly.

It’s not easy to return to Wushi City!

Not to mention that they are now stopped by the people from Xuanzhu Palace, just say that Xuanlong and Xuanyi Sect are...

The old man with dead wood showed a bitter smile on his lips!

They are now in control!

Destiny is not in your own hands!

Above the pumice stone platform, the mysterious dragon looked at him with a look of dignity.
Chapter completed!