boom!
Zuo Tianyi slapped Bader's chest with his palms. Suddenly Bader's body flew a hundred meters and fell off the ring.
"Zuodaomen versus Qilonggu, Zuodaomen wins!"
The loud announcement resounded throughout the duel field, and many powerful people in the audience turned their attention to Ye Yuxi and the others.
Bard's defeat was expected by everyone, but they didn't expect that Bard would resist until now, and even forced Zuo Tianyi to use his secret technique.
Some sharp-eyed people have discovered that Zuo Tianyi's left hand is shaking slightly. This symptom will never appear on a swordsman under normal circumstances, especially the hand that uses a knife!
At the same time that Bader was defeated, Meng Yi stood up and left the audience, and brought Bader back.
"Gang leader, I'm embarrassed." There was a little blood on the corner of Bud's mouth, and his voice was a little weak.
"Heal the injury first." Ye Yuxi raised her hand and handed over a bottle of elixir, and said lightly, looking across the duel field.
At the area opposite Nanyang Temple, Nanyang Ze was also looking over here, with a faint smile hanging on his lips.
Bard swallowed the elixir and closed his eyes to heal his injuries, and the duel field below quickly changed to other families.
The families participating in the Nanchang Conference are generally no match for the Nanyang Temple, but this does not mean that they will succumb to other families. It is common for them to challenge each other to fight. As long as the disciples of the clan can still play, they can challenge.
The most intense First World Nanchang Conference lasted for two full days, but the price paid by each force was quite heavy. Many geniuses had their meridians damaged, which affected their future cultivation. Even two disciples of Nanyang Temple were affected. seriously injured.
Since then, the rules of the Nanchang Conference have been changed. If a combatant from a certain force is injured, he or she may not participate in the battle and leave early.
Just as Bard was recovering from his injuries, the disciples from the Nanyang Temple came over again holding wooden trays in their hands.
"Xuanyun Valley, here comes the battle post." It was the same boy from before.
Ye Yuxi and Bai Jinyi looked at each other, and both of them glanced around. On the left side, separated by the two forces, there was a middle-aged man who was also looking here. On his chest, there was the word "cloud" written on it. .
"What kind of strength does Xuanyun Valley have?" Bai Jinyi raised his eyes and asked.
"The early stage of Xuanling." The boy said truthfully.
Xuan Ling again
Bai Jinyi and Ye Yuxi raised their eyebrows at the same time and thought to themselves, it seems that these forces have agreed to join forces to squeeze Qilong Valley.
"Meng Yi, go ahead." Bai Jinyi winked to the side.
"Yes." Meng Yi responded and stood up hurriedly.
However, before Meng Yi could leave, another person came from behind, a Nanyang Temple disciple, also holding a wooden sign in his hand.
"Nanyang Temple has issued a battle invitation. The one who is going to fight is Nanyang Siyue. Do you dare to accept Qilonggu?" The disciple of Nanyang Temple stood beside them, with a sense of pride in his words.
Ye Yuxi frowned slightly, there have been several games down below, and no one from Nanyang Temple has been on stage. The first time I posted, I also picked Qilong Valley...
Thinking of Qilong Baixuan's helpless tone before, Ye Yuxi became a little more cautious. There was a feud between the two sides, so this battle might not be easy.
"If you feel that you are no match for us, you can just admit defeat and hand over what we want to avoid suffering." The disciple who sent the message curled his lips and said with a touch of disdain in his tone.
Ye Yuxi narrowed her eyes lightly and said in a colder voice: "Huh, it's just the Nanyang Temple. Qilong Valley is not scared enough to fall down. Qilong Valley will fight. Our people will come over later."