Unexpectedly, King Huntian could have such an enlightenment. Li Tian nodded happily and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then I'll wait for your game."

After Li Tian and King Huntian finished their conversation, the Divine Sword Sect closely paid attention to the eight-sided Golden Hall Venerable and the disciples in the battle scene of Tang Sanshiliu. Because of the changes that happened to the eight-sided Golden Hall Venerable, they immediately started to discuss.

Among them, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who supported the Bafang Jintan Venerable immediately looked bad. Looking at the painful screaming of the Bafang Jintan Venerable on the ground, they knew that they had followed the wrong person this time. The Bafang Jintan Venerable's strength was indeed not as good as that of the Senior Brother Tang Sanshiliu.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who supported Tang Sanshiliu on the other side were very happy after seeing such a reversal. They immediately laughed and said something like "Senior Brother Tang Sanshiliu will definitely win and will not disappoint them." They also looked at the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who had previously supported the Senior Brother Jintan of Bafang, and became sarcastic and mocked them.

After all, these disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who supported the Senior Brother Jintan of Bafang, saw that the Senior Brother Jintan of Bafang had occupied the upper limit, and they sighed and mocked the people who supported the Senior Brother Tang Sanshiliu. Now that Feng Shui Liu Lun has been reincarnated, how could they not make a mocking?

The moods of the two groups of disciples from the Divine Sword Sect can be said to have tried their best to go ups and downs. On the other side of the Divine Sect, there are also some people who support Tang Sanshiliu. Seeing that Tang Sanshiliu now has the upper hand and is even about to win, I was very happy. After all, Tang Sanshiliu is not very likable, except that he is a bald man, and he looks very tough, and he looks very capable of attracting girls' attention.

The appearance of the Eight-Faced Golden Temple is very difficult to compliment, so there are very few people who support the Eight-Faced Golden Temple. Seeing that the Eight-Faced Golden Temple has encountered such a scene, almost no one is worried about the Eight-Faced Golden Temple. However, in the Shenyin Sect, there is an absolute supporter of the Eight-Faced Golden Temple.

She was Chang Yue. Seeing that her man was defeated, and she was so painful, Chang Yue no longer thought about what to let the Eight-Faced Golden Temple Venerable compete for the top few. She had only one thought in her mind, that is, Eight-Faced Golden Temple Venerable quickly admit defeat and end this pain.

It seems that Chang Yue's prayer was passed down to the heart of the Eight-side Golden Hall Venerable who was on the competition venue.

The Eight-side Golden Temple Venerable, in pain, looked in a certain direction in the sky, as if he could see Chang Yue through this direction. Then, he smiled bitterly and muttered to himself: "Chang Yue, I'm sorry, I disappointed you. I'm afraid I will fail this competition."

The situation in his body is very bad now. If he wants to win, it is almost a dream. The Eight-side Golden Temple Venerable knew that he would fail.

However, when he thought that he was about to fail, Chang Yue's disappointed face could not allow himself to admit defeat.

"No! I can't lose!"

After shouting a few words, the Eight-side Golden Hall Venerable forced the pain in his body and climbed up from the ground. His shaking body was unstable, but he still looked at Tang Sanshiliu and said to Tang Sanshiliu: "Senior Brother Tang Sanshiliu, your move is very, very powerful, but I won't just admit defeat. Let's go ahead, I want to see what other moves you can use!"

The Eight-Strait Golden Temple Venerable shouted suddenly and rushed towards Tang Sanshiliu. However, because the situation in his body was too complicated, when he rushed towards Tang Sanshiliu, his body shaking endlessly, like a drunken drunkard, shaking.

When Tang Sanshiliu saw such a scene, he couldn't help but shake his head, then raised the Zen Staff in his hand, injected some spiritual power into the Zen Staff, and threw it out directly.

The Zen stick that left Tang Sanshiliu's hand suddenly seemed to have a soul, rushed towards the Eight-Faced Golden Altar Venerable in the air, and suddenly hit the Eight-Faced Golden Altar Venerable, knocking the Eight-Faced Golden Altar Venerable to the ground, rolling his eyes and completely losing consciousness.

"Hey, why bother? I'll give in soon."

Seeing this scene, Tang Sanshiliu made a sign language and said lightly. Then he saw that the body of the Bafang Jintan Venerable slowly disappeared. After it disappeared quickly, it also symbolized that Tang Sanshiliu won this battle with the Bafang Jintan Venerable.

"Ouye! Senior Brother Tang Sanshiliu won!"

Outside the field, those disciples who saw the Eight-Strait Golden Hall disappearing in the square space of the Divine Sword Sect who immediately screamed excitedly, and were very happy about such a scene.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who supported the Senior Brother of the Eight-State Golden Temple were all dejected, wishing they could go on the competition instead of the Eight-State Golden Temple, defeating Tang Sanshiliu and winning this game.

"The Eight-Terrain Golden Altar Venerable!"

At the same time, when Chang Yue saw this scene, he immediately stood up from his seat and ran towards the ring outside the competition venue to support the Eight-side Golden Temple Venerable.

Just after the Eight-Fang Jintan Venerable left the competition venue, he was weak and saw Chang Yue coming over, and his eyes unconsciously brought some warm smiles.

"You are here." The Eight-Faced Golden Temple Master said with a smile at Chang Yue. Then, thinking that he had lost the victory of this game, he showed a hint of embarrassment in his eyes and said to Chang Yue, "I'm sorry, I didn't win this game, I disappointed you."

"Shh, stop talking!"

Chang Yue put his tender and boneless little hand on the mouth of the Eight-Faced Golden Temple Venerable, and prevented the Eight-Faced Golden Temple Venerable from speaking any more. She immediately comforted her and said: "I know, I know, you have worked very hard, and I have seen your hard work. You don't have to blame yourself now. You have done a very good job. Let's go back and go back to rest. What you need now is rest, don't talk too much."

"Hey."

Upon hearing this, the Eight-Stand Golden Temple Venerable was so happy that his face was a little rosy, he nodded and said to Chang Yue: "Okay, let's go back now, we'll go back now."

"Uh-huh."
Chapter completed!