"Shut up!"
The elder of the fourth hall suddenly interrupted the elder of the fifth hall: "It's just a small victory. Lou Qianxue didn't even say anything, so what are you talking about?"
The elder of the fifth hall said that the eighth elder was slapped in the face, but as the elder of the fourth hall, how could he not be slapped in the face
Three days ago, Meng Qingyang died at the hands of Lin Tingfeng, which was already a shame to the Fourth Palace!
Today was supposed to be the day for the Fourth Palace to wash away its shame, but!
The battle that shouldn't have been lost was actually lost!
The elder of the Fourth Hall stared coldly at Qi Heng, who was staggering back in cold sweat, with a cold and ruthless voice: "You are so useless!"
Qi Heng paused in his steps and his face instantly turned pale!
next moment!
The eyes of the elders of the Fourth Hall moved to Feng Wuque, the number one person in the Fourth Hall.
"Wu Que, go and show them the true power of the Fourth Hall!"
"Yes!" The man with an evil-looking face, dressed in purple, took a step forward, with an evil smile on his lips: "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely not let you down!"
Swish, brush, brush!
Everyone's eyes instantly moved to the young man in purple.
"Feng Wuque! Now the number one person in the fourth hall of the Yin Sect!"
"Not to mention the Ninth Hall, even in the entire Hidden Sect, few people can defeat him!"
"Yes, those who defeated him were all geniuses from the first three palaces! Apart from the first three palaces... someone once called Feng Wuque the number one in the last five palaces!"
"Such a strong person... Lou Qianxue, who will he send on the field?"
"If it's Shen Xiliang... they are both at the peak of Martial Lords, and the Ninth Hall's chances of winning may be slightly greater!"
"Yeah... Although Lin Tingfeng defeated Meng Qingyang three days ago, it was also because he practiced the Xuan Jade Body Protection Technique. The turtle shell was made very hard and rebounded Meng Qingyang's attack - the battle three days ago, It is better to say that Lin Tingfeng defeated Meng Qingyang, but it was Meng Qingyang who died under his own sword!"
"In fact, apart from the thick turtle shell, Lin Tingfeng doesn't have any special skills that he can use. Even though his cultivation level... Wujun is not weak in the middle stage, in Feng Wuque's eyes, he is not good at all!"
"So, if Lin Tingfeng goes up, he will definitely lose! If Shen Xiliang goes up to the Ninth Hall, he may have a 20% chance of winning!"
"I just don't know what Lou Qianxue is thinking..."
Everyone turned their attention to Lou Qianxue.
Lou Qianxue's expression remained motionless, her red lips slightly parted: "Lin Tingfeng, come on."
Wow!
There was an uproar!
"He actually sent Lin Tingfeng..."
"What is she thinking? If it is Shen Xiliang, he might still win... The Ninth Hall has already won one game. If he wins one more, the Fourth Hall can be eliminated... Why did she send Lin Tingfeng?"
"Exactly! Did she say the wrong name? Or did she know that the last two games of the Ninth Hall were completely hopeless, so she randomly pointed to one person to play?"
Everyone is talking...
"Lin Tingfeng!" Feng Wuque on the stage stared at Lin Tingfeng with his cold eyes like a poisonous snake: "He was just an ant from the Fourth Hall, and he actually killed Meng Qingyang!"
There was a touch of contempt and ridicule in Feng Wuque's cold eyes...
He usually wouldn't even bother to look at people like Lin Tingfeng...
But such a person dared to stand opposite him on the martial arts platform
Really looking for death!
Feng Wuque sneered: "Meng Qingyang calls me senior brother on weekdays. If you kill him, as a senior brother, I naturally can't stand by and watch... You kill yourself and give yourself a good time! Otherwise, wait for me to take action... ha..."
That soft sound made people infinitely frightened and made their hearts tremble!
(End of chapter)