"I really don't know how to live or die. I was let go of him before and wanted to die."

"A human being as humble as grass, only half of his life is left, and he still has to be a hero. If it weren't for the people of the Yaochi Immortal Clan who didn't want to get along with Long Jiaoyang, he would have killed you long ago."

"Why do you have the face to challenge Yao Chenxi?"

“…”

The descendants of the immortals and demons immediately spoke up to mock Wu Xinjie, the old blind man, the King of War, the Golden Little Manniu and others, and they were speechless. Wu Xinjie completely wanted to die.

Yao Chenxi of the Yaochi Immortal Clan blinked her beautiful eyes and asked quietly, "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, what should I do? I can't afford to lose."

Long Jiaoyang was speechless, and Wu Xinjie was too likely to forcibly challenge Yao Chenxi to defeat.

"My affairs have nothing to do with fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang. I am from the Wu Emperor family, not from fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang. Even if you kill me, I will not have a grudge with fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang." Wu Xinjie is such a proud person. He does not allow others to be regarded as Long Jiaoyang's servant, and he does not want others to let him because of Long Jiaoyang.

"Since that's the case, I accept your challenge." Yao Chenxi said calmly.

Qi Yang nodded and said, "Okay, the first challenger has appeared. Are there anyone else you still challenged?"

Most of the people who shouted dissatisfied before lowered their heads at this moment. After the previous duels, they had already understood that they could not beat Long Jiaoyang and others. However, there were still a few people who were not convinced by Qi Yu and Chi Eilong.

A descendant of an immortal and demon chose to challenge Qi Yu, and a cultivator who came to the Three Thousand Worlds decided to challenge Chi Evil Dragon. The golden little mana bull originally wanted to challenge Qi Yu, but it saw the old golden mana bull giving it a look and telling it not to challenge it.

The Golden Little Manniu glanced at Jing Qianfan, who had defeated him with three moves, and lowered his head dejectedly. It had to admit that there was still a gap between him and these people.

When the golden little manta retreated, the old blind man patted it on the shoulder and smiled, "Don't be discouraged, after all, you have been able to integrate the blood of the Bull Demon King too short. In time, you will definitely defeat the people of the Taiyi Divine Sect."

The golden little manniu was comforted by the old blind man like this. It swept away the decline and nodded confidently and said, "No, if you do this, Brother Niu will definitely be able to make arbitrary decisions!"

"Manniu, you shouted so loudly just now, why did you give you a chance but dare not challenge it? A coward."

"Yes, who was unsatisfied before and said that the rules were unfair? Now that I have given a chance, why don't I dare to challenge it?"

"This man bull is obviously a coward, he only dares to be satisfied with his words."

“…”

Several other people who were competing for the remaining reward quotas were sarcastic about the Golden Little Manniu. The Golden Little Manniu was so angry that his face turned green and he impulsively wanted to change his mind.

"If you have the courage, why not challenge it? It seems that you who called for unfair rules and the loudest voice, right?" The old blind man glanced at the people who mocked the Golden Little Man Bull and said contemptuously.

"By the way, a group of cowards, dare you to laugh at Xiaomanniu?" Zhan Wang said with a voice

The Golden Little Manniu had no chance to renege, because the three challengers were already standing on the martial arts field, Yao Chenxi, Qi Yu and Chi Eilong also arrived, and the moment the three of them arrived, they immediately showed their ultimate killing skills.

Qi Yu was covered with blood and blood on his body, and he used the magic of immortal swordsmanship. He shot down the challenger under the arena in three moves and won the victory with great force.

"What a terrible sword technique. This seems not to be the mysterious sword technique of Emperor Xuan." The old blind man stared at Qi Yu, who was surrounded by purple air, and his brows couldn't help but frown.

"This guy is very hateful. He doesn't admit that he is from the Jiuxuan World. He gets angry when he sees him." Huang Xiaomanniu said unhappyly.

Long Jiaoyang and the other two are now standing on the stone platform. Long Jiaoyang is also staring at Qi Yu. He saw that Qi Yu's sword technique contained the immortal arts pattern, which must be the spell he obtained from the Bronze Immortal Palace.

After Qi Yu defeated the challenged enemy, he turned around and looked at Long Jiaoyang. The immortal patterns floated in his eyes, and he had endless fighting spirit. The defeat by Long Jiaoyang on Tianzang Lake in Tianhuang was the thorn in Qi Yu's heart. In this battle for the quota, he would break this thorn.

Long Jiaoyang looked at Qi Yu coldly, and beside Long Jiaoyang, the handsome Ling Xianwang smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, you have an opponent."

Long Jiaoyang turned his head and looked at Ling Xianwang. This is from the Tianchen human race, and he is considered a member of the same race.

"Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, Ling Wudi and Chen Xiaobi are a little naughty, but they are still young and make mistakes. I also asked Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang to let them go and let me take them back for my elders to teach you." The words of the Immortal King Ling were very gentle, and it felt like a spring breeze was poured on.

Long Jiaoyang had a cold expression and said, "Are you ignorant at young age? I don't think they are prejudiced to their fellow races in the Jiuxuan World, so I think it's better to let me teach you."

King Ling Xian’s smile did not change, but his words became cold, "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, we are of the same clan after all, do you need to make a big deal?"

"You think they are making a big fuss about insulting the same tribes in the Jiuxuan World, but I think this is a huge matter, and they must be punished." Long Jiaoyang said coldly.

"Long Jiaoyang, what would you think if I captured you and asked you to open the land?" Ling Xianwang said with a cold expression.

"As long as you have the ability, come and give it a try." Long Jiaoyang said without fear.

Jing Qianfan of Taiyi Divine Sect said coldly, "What are the two ants yelling? Be quiet!"

Long Jiaoyang and Ling Xianwang turned their heads to look at Jing Qianfan at the same time, with endless murderous intent on their faces.

Jing Qianfan turned his head and looked like he had a donkey face, very long and smelly. At this moment, his face was indifferent and arrogant, which made people want to punch him a few times. "What, do you say you are ants and you are not convinced? You will go together later, I will send you on the road together."

"I want to kill you, I am enough!" Ling Xianwang said coldly and arrogantly.

Long Jiaoyang didn't say anything. This kind of thing was useless and the actual solution was the most effective. His eyes were now on Wu Xinjie and Yao Chenxi. Wu Xinjie's desperate challenge made him feel too dangerous.

"This ant is dead. Fairy Spirit Dance is a unique killing technique in the fairy and demon world, and it is difficult for ordinary people to break it." Jing Qianfan said coldly and said.

Wu Xinjie danced wildly with silver hair, and his divine blood condensed his whole body. This was his strongest battle, and he would not be retained at all. Moreover, this was also a battle where he consumed his bloodline power. The power of divine blood floated allows Wu Xinjie to avoid being charmed.

However, the fairy spirit dance is too strange. Yao Chenxi's dancing posture can form the power of immortal energy and killing. Wu Xinjie is completely beaten and cannot compete with him.
Chapter completed!