The Immortal Palace's strong victory over the Dayan Palace team shocked the monks who were watching. They secretly thought that they had underestimated the Immortal Palace in the past. Many people began to change their minds and believed that Lingxiao Pavilion would definitely be defeated by the Immortal Palace. After all,

Duanmu Suifeng's previous powerful attack was unstoppable in their hearts.

However, the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion regained their confidence after Nangong Yunlong's few words. They were eager to fight and couldn't wait to fight against Xianling Palace. However, they smiled bitterly when they thought about the next game - Xianling Palace and Dayan Palace.

The duel is over, and now it’s Lingxiao Pavilion and Mutian Pavilion.

Mutian Pavilion and Lingxiao Pavilion teams are both qualified to win. Now the duel between the two is bound to be exciting, so many monks are also looking forward to it.

After the people in Chaos City cleaned up the Tai Chi Arena, they announced that the next two teams could enter. Nangong Yunlong led Ling Yue and others onto the stage, and then quietly waited for the Mutian Pavilion disciples to arrive.

Not long after, the disciples of Mutian Pavilion appeared on the stage, but what shocked everyone was that only Murong Qiudi appeared on the stage. Looking at her calm and calm appearance, everyone vaguely guessed something.

"Brother, you and Qiudi went out together yesterday to discuss it, right?" Wanyan Yufeng glanced at Nangong Yunlong, her eyes full of playfulness: "Did you promise her something, so she was so relaxed?

Give up?"

Hearing this, Ling Yue and others became interested in gossip, and they all stared at Nangong Yunlong curiously.

"No, I didn't promise her anything." Nangong Yunlong was slightly flustered. Seeing the suspicious looks in Ling Yue's and others' eyes, he smiled bitterly: "But we just need to discuss and communicate with her more in the future. The main thing is that she will take the initiative to admit defeat when she knows we can't win.

"

"Is it that simple?!" Wanyan Yufeng's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Also, she doesn't want our strength to be exposed to the Fairy Palace prematurely." Nangong Yunlong tried hard to think of words.

Over there, Murong Qiudi took one look at Nangong Yunlong and others and then resolutely crushed the jade plaque. The meaning was self-evident.

Mutiange's resignation without a fight undoubtedly surprised many people. Those who wanted to see a good show couldn't help but be disappointed. However, thinking of the final battle tomorrow, they quickly started to look forward to it again.

"Tsk, tsk, Mutian Pavilion is really..." Ren Heng tskted several times, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

"Holy girl, it's not good for Mutian Pavilion to just admit defeat like this." Ni Heng said with a hint of dissatisfaction. Seeing that many people had the same look as him, he continued: "With Mutian Pavilion's strength, we can face Lingxiao Pavilion."

The outcome is unknown. Even if we fail to win, at least the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion can show some strength, but you..."

"It was not my arrangement for Qiudi and the others to admit defeat directly." Hua Min'er said lightly.

"You are the master of Mutian Pavilion. Do they dare to admit defeat without your order?" Ren Heng asked.

"Ren Heng, pay attention to your identity. The person in front of you is the saint of my fairy palace!" Granny Qianju snorted coldly. She glared at Ren Heng, and after seeing that he remained silent, she continued: "Min'er has already joined.

In the Fairy Palace, she has handed over all the affairs of the pavilion to Yao Yu and has not asked about Mutian Pavilion's affairs for a long time. This matter was not arranged by her."

Hearing this, Ni Heng and others snorted coldly, but said nothing more.

"Don't say it wasn't arranged by me, so what if I arranged it?" Hua Min'er said coldly. She glanced at Ren Heng, her tone full of disdain: "Aren't you so confident? Why do you want to advance now?

Do you know Lingxiao Pavilion’s trump card? Lingxiao Pavilion doesn’t know much about you.”

"You, you..." Ni Heng's face was ashen, but he was unable to refute. Looking at Mo Wen and others, they also had the same expression.

Hua Min'er was highly regarded by the master of the Fairy Palace, and even gave her the status of a saint. Although Mo Wen and others were highly cultivated, they did not dare to do anything to her. Besides, Granny Qianju and others treated Hua Min

The son is also quite protective.

"Min'er is right. Relatively speaking, we know more about Lingxiao Pavilion, and there are more of us, which is already a bit unfair." Wen Jian said, and then glanced at Hua Min'er: "Let's go, Min'er,

Come back tomorrow to watch the game."

After nodding, Hua Min'er and the others left in a flash, ignoring the pale faces of Mo Wen and others.

"Humph, isn't she just a saint? What's so great about it?" Ren Heng snorted coldly, but he only dared to whisper in a low voice, not daring to let Grandma Qianju and others hear.

The sun sets and the moon rises, the moon sets and the sun rises, and a new day arrives as scheduled.

Nangong Yunlong and others are gearing up one by one. They know that the final decisive battle is about to begin. After the victory, Lingxiao Pavilion and their names will be famous in the world of cultivation, so everyone is full of energy and fighting spirit.

When we arrived at the Tai Chi Arena, the place was already crowded with people, and everyone was in high spirits and looking forward to it.

When they arrived at the Tai Chi Arena, the disciples from the Immortal Spirit Palace had already arrived. Most of them looked arrogant and full of disdain, but anyone with a discerning eye could easily see that they were also quite dignified and obviously lacked confidence.

"Hey, I feel bad when I see these people being so arrogant. I really want to slap them hard." Wei Yi said coldly, and he rubbed his fists as if he was about to take action.

"Quack, they're just a bunch of clowns. Do you really think your Lingxiao Pavilion can beat our Fairy Spirit Palace?" A man in the Fairy Spirit Palace, covered in black robes, laughed strangely, his tone full of disdain.

Hearing this, Duanmu Suifeng frowned slightly, and a flash of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but after all, the war was about to begin, so he did not say anything for fear of causing internal strife.

"You will know soon whether you can win or not. Then you will know that the Immortal Spirit Palace is nothing more than that." Nangong Yunlong's expression was dull, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "As far as I know, there is a monk conference attended by our Lingxiao Pavilion disciples.

The first place in the end belongs to us, facts speak louder than words."

"You..." The man who spoke earlier was furious, but he soon realized that Nangong Yunlong was teasing him, and snorted coldly and stopped talking, but the evil aura billowing from his body and his murderous intent were fierce.

"Yunlong, that man is Situ Ke, Situ Feiying's direct disciple. It is said that he has learned Situ Feiying's secret skill and is quite good at soul restraint." Tian Ling said at the side.

"It turns out he is Situ Feiying's disciple. Situ Feiying injured grandpa, so I will kill this person and recover some interest first." Ling Yue's face was filled with evil aura and murderous intent.

Ling Yue has always been a lively and cheerful girl. Although she likes to tease people, she is quite kind-hearted. She has never shown such strong murderous intent like now. This shows how resentful she is towards Situ Ke at this time.

"It's so cheap to kill him. Later we will use the God's Ban to ban him and make him worse than life or death." Wanyan Yufeng's pretty face was covered with frost, and when she looked at Wei Yi and others, they were filled with evil spirits.

Ling Tian was like a god in Ling Yue's heart, and they respected him quite a lot. Knowing that Situ Ke was Situ Feiying's disciple, they naturally resented him.

"Don't get upset, you must know that we are not dealing with Situ Ke alone." Nangong Yunlong said, he faintly used the Qingxin Curse in his tone, and everyone's emotions calmed down after hearing this.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Yue nodded, and then said: "Uncle Yunlong, I understand."

"Okay, let's proceed as planned." Seeing that everyone had stabilized, Nangong Yunlong gave the order.

At the same time, the referee announced the start of the game and both sides started their actions.

The people in Lingxiao Pavilion started taking action the moment the referee announced the start. The three figures of Xuan Ying flashed and merged into the void, obviously they had already launched the assassination technique.

Although Duanmu Suifeng can awaken the pupils of the spirit body, others do not have this ability. Duanmu Suifeng needs to be distracted if he wants to remind others. If he does not remind others, his teammates will be wary and it will be difficult to exert their full strength.

Achievements in one fell swoop.

"Hey, the assassination skills of the Xuanling Bee Clan are nothing more than trivial skills, not worth mentioning." One of the disciples in the Fairy Palace sneered, saying that he made his hand seals and punched out the seals one by one.

As the seals were played, strange energy fluctuations filled the air, and pieces of ice mirrors condensed between the sky and the earth. The ice mirrors trembled slightly and radiated light. They soon enveloped the huge arena and merged into the mysterious shadows in the void.

The others also showed their figures.

"Jie Jie, you want to use assassination techniques on us. You underestimate us." Situ Ke smiled strangely, his tone full of disdain: "It is said that the Xuanling Bee clan is only good at assassination techniques and has almost no ability to fight head-on.

I don’t know how much strength you can still show after showing your body.”

Hearing this, most of the disciples of Xianling Palace laughed. Only Duanmu Suifeng had a solemn expression on his face. He did not believe that Lingxiao Pavilion had no other purpose for such arrangement.

When he was in Dayan Star, Duanmu Suifeng had spied on Nangong Yunlong's actions and knew that the latter was a thoughtful person who was very good at arranging tactics. He didn't believe that he would arrange things like this even though he knew he had the Eye Technique.

"Tsk, tsk, these people really think that Uncle Xuanying and the others are ordinary members of the Xuanling Bee Clan." Wei Yi said, "Tsk, tsk," and his spiritual sense transmitted: "I don't know that Uncle Xuanying and the others have many demon pills. Even if they are facing the enemy head-on,

With his high physical strength, he is also stronger than ordinary monks of the same level."

"What's more, it's just a mirror condensed by some Taoism. We can easily break it with our archery skills." Ling Yue took over the words. She glanced at Nangong Yunlong: "Uncle, hurry up and start. I'm a little nervous."

I can’t bear it anymore.”

Nodding, Nangong Yunlong started to take action, but what was shocking was that he slowly moved closer to the Xianling Palace. His speed was not fast, as if he was just strolling. Looking at Ling Yue and others, they were all the same.

.

"Hey, what are they trying to do?" One of the disciples of Xianling Palace was puzzled. He glanced at Duanmu Suifeng: "Brother Duanmu, do you know what kind of tactic this is?"

"I don't know." Duanmu Suifeng shook his head, his expression solemn: "But their archery skills are terrible, it is difficult for us to get close, so we can only let them get close to us, and then wait for the opportunity to be difficult. Fortunately, we have many people

Being good at defense, he should be able to survive one round."
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