Qian Hongxiao clenched his hands into fists and looked at Qian Feng, "Uncle, who do you think will win between the two of them?"
"Although Jun Muyan's talent and strength are very strong, but after all she is too young, and she came from the minlu world." Qian Feng said firmly, "So this battle must be Qin Yizhou's victory."
In fact, this Qin Yizhou was also Li Huozong's favorite in this selection.
Although Jun Muyan appeared halfway, it attracted everyone's attention.
But if it is said that Li Huozong and Qian Feng are the most likely to win, it is definitely Qin Yizhou.
Qian Hongxiao rolled his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, if Jun Muyan loses to Qin Yizhou, why don't you give Jun Muyan to me? After the sect competition this time, you can only accept one." Disciple, then Qin Yizhou must be the best candidate. If you take Jun Muyan back as a disciple, and then get snatched away by people from other peaks, wouldn't that weaken your prestige in the sect, Uncle?"
"It's better..." He licked his tongue, "It's better to give her to my nephew, as long as my nephew takes her body and tames her, even if it's not a furnace, he will definitely let her be with my uncle. Never dare to be half-hearted."
Hearing this, Qian Feng showed a hesitant look on his face, "Let's see how long Jun Muyan can last under Qin Yizhou's hands."
Qian Hongxiao knew that his uncle had loosened his grip when he said that, and was immediately overjoyed.
Looking at Muyan's stunning and alluring smile on the virtual projection, he swallowed, his eyes full of greed and tyranny.
Hahaha, Jun Muyan, you are destined to fall into the hands of this young master!
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Everyone in the square was discussing, but in the trial ground, Muyan and Qin Yizhou had already fought into a ball.
Wei Zi and Ye Huan watched from a distance, their hearts were in their throats.
But even though the two of them almost popped their eyes out, they couldn't see at all who had the upper hand in this battle.
There was a loud bang.
On the vast grassland, a huge gully crack appeared.
The entire proving ground seemed to shake, and the sky and the earth changed color.
Wei Zi and Ye Huan's faces were pale and worried.
Because they saw that this sword that could change the color of the world was actually cut by Qin Yizhou with the long sword in his hand.
Such a powerful and terrifying strength is simply unimaginable for Wei Zi and Ye Huan.
In the sky, a moon-white figure retreated abruptly, narrowly dodging Qin Yizhou's sword.
But just standing still, a trace of blood still overflowed from the corner of Muyan's mouth.
And her body was covered with large and small sword wounds.
Qin Yizhou jumped in front of Muyan, pointed the long sword obliquely at the ground.
His face was still full of arrogance, but there was a trace of admiration in his eyes when he looked at Muyan, "It's been a long time since I played so heartily. If I'm not wrong, you should have just reached the bigu state, but unexpectedly To be able to survive under my command for such a long time. If you were given another two years, I'm afraid I would not be your opponent."
On the opposite side of the girl, the corners of her mouth slowly curved slightly.
A bright smile bloomed on her face.
But it was not the usual sarcasm and carelessness, but a proud smile intertwined with the carefree release and the crazy burning fighting spirit.
Yes, the expression on Muyan's face at this moment is even more rebellious than Qin Yizhou's, and she looks down upon the world.
The crystal clear long sword in her hand was slowly raised to her chest, and then gently swung out.