yes!"

The old man sitting next to Lord Tianyue nodded and said.

The portrait of Liu Wuxie has been spread throughout the radius of thousands of miles.

Leading one hundred students to the area opposite Tianyue Dojo, waiting for the competition to begin.

"Liu Wuxie, wash your neck and wait for me to harvest it!"

A loud shout came from opposite Liu Wuxie. A middle-aged mentor, who looked ugly, made a vicious voice.

Liu Wuxie raised his head and looked at the opposite side, and a sharp murderous intent released in his eyes.

"This person is called Li Baoshu. He is a cruel and ruthless person who teaches the formation class in Tianyue Taoist temple."

Ye Linghan stood beside Liu Wuxie and whispered.

Last year, the two Taoist temples competed, and Ye Linghan's opponent was him, and he was eventually defeated by Li Baoshu.

"It's not your fault to be ugly, it's wrong to let you out and bite people. Didn't your owner tell you that a dog that bites people is not a good dog?"

Liu Wuxie openly mocked Li Baoshu for being ugly.

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings were like thunder. Li Baoshu's body shook and headed straight for Liu Wuxie.

Because his mother was difficult to give birth, she squeezed her head and distorted facial features, which made her look like this.

Anyone who dares to say that he is ugly will be twisted by Li Baoshu.

In Tianyue Taoist Temple, it is better to offend the top management than to offend Li Baoshu.

In addition to humiliating Li Baoshu's ugly appearance, he also called him a dog.

Because only mad dogs can bite people.

"Get back!"

In the past few months, Ye Linghan's cultivation has soared, and he has already taken the lead in Li Baoshu. With one palm, Li Baoshu flew backwards directly.

Li Baoshu is the first level of Yuanxian. Last year, Ye Linghan only lost one move at the ninth level of Xuanxian.

This year's competition may not be possible.

"boom!"

The Libao tree fell on the ground, and the stones under her feet exploded one after another. Ye Linghan was not polite with the palm just now.

The competition has not yet begun, and the smell of gunpowder has become stronger and stronger.

Li Baoshu was about to rush out, but was stopped by the mentor beside him.

There will be an opportunity to kill Liu Wuxie, and there will be no rush.

Liu Wuxie and Tianyue Taoist temple have no grudges, so why did the other party list Liu Wuxie as the list of killings?

"This kid has a sarcastic tongue. He dares to openly laugh at Li Baoshu for being ugly. He is definitely the first person."

The monks watching the battle around were whispering.

Even many advanced Yuanxiandivinity lands dare not humiliate Li Baoshu. Everyone knows that Li Baoshu is a mad dog.

"Just show off your verbal rage, let's see how he dies later."

No one is optimistic about Liu Wuxie. Whether it is cultivation or foundation, Liu Wuxie is far inferior to those veteran mentors.

"Everyone, calm down!"

At this time, a figure appeared in the scene, interrupting everyone.

The noise around gradually disappeared, and everyone's eyes fell on the old man in the middle.

"I am not talented, thanks to the praise of the two honored masters, I will host the two competitions this year."

The old man's name is Qian Yao, and he has nothing to do with the two temples and belongs to the middleman.

He will neither favor the Qingyan Taoist temple nor the Tianyue Taoist temple. Qian Yao has a very good reputation in Donghuangcheng.

Liu Wuxie's eyes slowly moved, and suddenly landed in a position on the right. From the time he appeared to now, this person has been looking at him.

"who is he?"

Liu Wuxie asked Ye Linghan.

"He is the Lord of the Donghuang Pavilion, and is known as the Thousand-Handed Hell."

Ye Linghan lowered his voice. Donghuang City is a radius of thousands of miles, and Donghuang Pavilion is one of the best major forces, even Xiangjiazhuang is slightly inferior.

Chapter completed!