Hearing Murong Ningyue say this, Sima Xuan said a little worriedly: "Mr. Murong, I know that your combat power is enough to fight across levels, but Yue Xingheng is a sixth-grade immortal after all, and you are just a fourth-grade immortal, so don't force it. If you also have three or two shorts, then our Tibetan Sword Sect can't afford it!"

Sima Xuan's words have two meanings. One is that geniuses like Murong Ningyue are rare in the Tibetan Sword Sect for thousands of years. If they die, they will be a huge lā for the Tibetan Sword Sect.

Another meaning is that if Ye Yaorao knew that Murong Ningyue had died in the ring, she would definitely take her anger on the Cangjian Sect. Ye Yaorao's power is very clear, and the Cangjian Sect will definitely not be able to withstand Ye Yaorao's anger.

Murong Ningyue saw through Sima Xuan's thoughts at a glance and sneered: "Don't worry, Master! The disciple cherishes his life very much, but Yue Xingheng, he must die! Cui Hongyang will not die in vain."

At the end, Murong Ningyue even felt a bit gritting her teeth!

However, Yue Xingheng became more and more proud. The more angry and angry the people of the Sword Sect became, the happier he felt. Especially when he saw Murong Ningyue's face gloomy, he felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

However, Yue Xingheng didn't know that it was precisely because of his perverted thought that death was about to come to him.

Before the third round of competition began, all the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect except Murong Ningyue and Yuan Xiaotian abstained from the power. After Cui Hongyang's affairs, the Tibetan Sword Sect had reached a high degree of unification of opinions.

It doesn't matter who wins first in this Immortal Ascension Competition. As long as you can kill the bastard Yue Xingheng, the bastard. The only ones who have the most hope in the Tibetan Sword Sect are Yuan Xiaotian and Murong Ningyue.

Besides, according to Yue Xingheng's current situation, if he encounters someone else, he will probably have to start a massacre. Instead of going up to die, it would be better to give up honestly.

In this way, only five people were left to participate in the competition, Murong Ningyue and Yuan Xiaotian on the Tibetan Sword Sect, Yue Xingheng on the Iron Sword Sect, Yu Yun and another disciple on the Iron Sword Sect.

In order to show his grandeur, the Iron Sword Sect actually let another disciple withdraw from the competition, so the four of them happened to form a two-way battle.

At this time, Murong Ningyue was too lazy to get any lottery draws, so she walked directly to Yue Xingheng and pointed at Yue Xingheng's nose and said, "I want to challenge you, never stop! Do you dare to fight?"

Murong Ningyue's tone was extremely calm, and there was no emotional fluctuation, but the people around her felt a chill, and Yue Xingheng's heart shuddered even more.

But soon he calmed down. Murong Ningyue was just a fourth-grade immortal. What's there to be afraid of when he was a sixth-grade immortal!

"Okay! I promised your challenge. I want to see what's so good about you, a mere fourth-grade immortal!"

The two slowly walked onto the ring, and at this time all the focus was on Murong Ningyue and Yue Xingheng, while no one cared about the battle between Yuan Xiaotian and Yuyun.

As soon as he walked onto the ring, a momentum suddenly rose from Murong Ningyue's body, and the anger in his heart was completely released at this moment.

Yue Xingheng was not willing to be outdone at this time. He finally had the chance to get the humiliation he suffered on Murong Ningyue that day.
Chapter completed!