The fourth elder took out a set of night clothes from the space ring and threw it to Lan Xi: "The black hat covers the forehead, the black scarf covers the face, no one will see the words on your face!"
Those five people... The Fourth Elder thinks that if he really shows it, his face will be completely thrown away!
But the most important thing now is the six-to-eight game!
Lan Xian was sobbing and hesitant, "Father... Is this word really okay?"
"What could be wrong? Absolutely no problem!" The fourth elder directly and forcefully helped Lan Cheng change into the man in black, and then took the lead and passed by.
Naturally, the referee knew the Fourth Elder and also Lan Xi. Seeing his face covered, he couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"
The fourth elder said angrily: "My face is allergic and covered with pimples, which scares others, so I covered my face."
This excuse, as it may sound... works.
Anyway, the temperament of the masters is weird, and the referee didn't think there was anything, so he put Lan Xi on the field.
Lan Xi stood majestic on the stage, his whole body exuding a strong fighting spirit!
That strong posture is like a cold sword unsheathed, showing its sharp edge!
Under the stage, many people were talking about it.
"What is Lanxi doing? Why are you covering your head and ignoring your face?"
"I heard that it was an allergy on the face."
"Allergic? It's not because I'm afraid that I won't be able to beat myself, so I need to change someone? Maybe this guy on stage isn't Lan Si."
"It's really hard to say this, but we'll know after the battle. The fourth elder's unique skill is the Haotian Magic Wind Record, and Lan Xi has his father's true heritage!"
Just when everyone was talking, a beautiful figure paced up, walked to the battle stage, and stood opposite Lan Cheng.
And at this moment, when Lan Xi saw Su Luo, it was like seeing an enemy, and there was an angry chill in his eyes!
He pointed at Su Luo and solemnly swore: "I, Lan Xi, must kill you today!"
Su Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled lightly: "Really?"
Lan Xi remembered the hateful words on his face, and said bitterly: "No matter who is behind your backstage, no matter how powerful that person behind the scenes is, I, Lan Xi, will defeat you aboveboard! Let you know that all Conspiracy and tricks are useless in the face of absolute strength!"
Su Luo shrugged: "Okay, I hope you don't collapse and run like those people in front of you, alas, I haven't had a good fight until now, and it's a pity I haven't shown my strength."
At this time, the referee announced the official start of the game.
At this time, the Sect Master, who was sitting in the best viewing position, frowned slightly: This Lanxi is simply blind, and even like this, he dares to take the stage.
Lan Cheng's two-star deification is at the peak of strength, while Su Luo and Yuhua's eight-star strength, the Sect Master feels that Su Luo must not be able to withstand Lan Cheng's fist, so at this time, as the black man behind the scenes, he is going to take another shot.
But at this moment, after uttering harsh words, Lan Yan sneered!
Lan Xi's most proud of the unique skills is his father's Haotian Fantasy Wind Record!
As a wind element mage, at this moment, a spiritual energy swirls out of his body, condensing a cold and murderous wind!
This gang wind revolves around Lan Cheng's body, and every time it rotates, the strength increases by one point!
By the time the rotation reaches the tenth week, Gangfeng's murderous aura has reached its best state!
Just when Lan Xi was about to attack Su Luo with the most powerful move—the Huangbahuang Fengshou—
suddenly-
This gigantic astral wind actually exploded above his head!