"Seven levels of Lingwu? Awesome! As the sheriff said, he is a brilliant young talent

"Such a high level of cultivation, I'm afraid that few competitors can compete with each other. No one should be able to compete with them!"

Sure enough, next, three young men came up to fight one after another, all defeated miserably.

People all nodded: "sure enough, only a big city like Baiyue city can produce such a powerful talent."

"If this seed is cultivated well, it will have a bright future."

All the big forces in LiuYun county are looking at an Zhenhua just like looking at baby. They are thinking about how to win him over.

Lou Xiaoxiao sneered at this.

What a short group of people!

If her family Qianxue is willing to make a move, which turn this person to show off?

You know, her family Qianxue can abuse Su Mingyang of the six levels of Lingwu, and an Zhenhua of the seven levels of Lingwu is not a problem!

"Well, I really can't stand his blankness." Beside Lou Qianxue, dressed in black, Mo Ruhuan, a young master drawn in by Mo's family, was also upset. Suddenly he got up and said coldly: "Mo Ruhuan in Qingyun City, Lingwu Jiuchongjing, I'll meet you for a moment

"What?"

"Lingwu jiuchongjing, did I hear that correctly? How could a small town like Qingyun city have such a powerful master? "

"Mo Ruhuan, how old are you this year?"

Mo Ruhuan's proud smile: "Nineteen!"

The sound of backward pumping was heard.

"Nineteen? He's only nineteen! Nineteen year old Lingwu jiuchongjing! I'm afraid that only eight young men can match the talent of such evil spirits? "

"He's so powerful that he didn't have a reputation before?"

"Only in this way can we make a great success..."

Lou Xiaoxiao's breath is also stagnant. The nine levels of Lingwu are more powerful than her family's thousand snow

However, Lou Qianxue is less than 16 now

The gap between the two was easily defeated by Mo Zhenhua.

"The nine levels of Lingwu are really powerful It seems that this young man, among the younger generation, is truly invincible

The cultivation of Lingwu jiuchongjing was so frightening that no one dared to attack.

The sheriff asked Lou Xingchen in a low voice: "is there a chance of winning against him?"

Lou Xingchen haughtily smiles: "that is nature!"

"Well, you go, let them see who is the real favorite girl!"

"Yes, uncle."

However, as soon as she got up, Mo Ruhuan said, "a group of cowards, don't fight." Then he went back to his seat and sat down.

Now, Lou Xingchen, the only one standing in the room, was embarrassed. Her beautiful face was slightly stiff, and her expression was softened again. She stood graceful and entered the room step by step: "Qingyun tower, stars, eight levels of Lingwu. Who would like to compete with me?"

They were surprised again.

"Eight levels of Lingwu? What's wrong with young people now? It's so bad

"Another one from Qingyun city? This Qingyun city is not a geomantic treasure land. Two young masters come out of the blue cloud city at once. They are really envious of people. "

"However, she should not be able to compare with that young man just now, after all, the realm is lower than others."

After hearing this, Lou Xingchen looks ugly again. In the end, she missed the opportunity and failed to compete with Mo Ruhuan. In the eyes of the public, Mo Ruhuan is short for no reason.

She was in a haze in an instant, and no contestants stood up in the field. A evil fire was burning to her chest, and her cold eyes fell on Lou Qianxue. When she planned to take the person she hated most to vent the fire, she called her name directly:

"Lou Qianxue, do you dare to fight with me?"

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