Wang Kun's injury seems to be more serious than Xiao Chen. This is what everyone thinks when they see this behind the scenes.

"If you lose, you have to recognize it. Why hold on to it?"

Xiao Chen's flat voice resounded.

"I won!"

Wang Kun half kneels in place, still said.

"Come on, even if you win, you still have to take away your life." Xiao Chen takes a step again, the voice is very insipid, but no one dares to question the killing intention in his words.

All of a sudden, two figures fell from the sky and fell on the challenge arena, blocking Wang Kun. One of them said slowly, "this competition is over!"

"It's Muyang, the ancestor of leiling Valley, and the Lord's destiny!"

At the same time, ten figures appeared on the stage. They had a strong breath. Each of them was a martial god.

"It's the ten elders of huzong!"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Chen looks at Mu Yang and says without expression.

"That's the end of the contest." Mu Yang lightly looked at Xiao Chen, the killing intention in the eyes swept by.

"Xiao Chen, in my face, you can win this competition. How about sparing his life?" Angry waves fell on the challenge arena and said very politely.

"Elder martial brother, you can't use the rules of the big game in the wasteland, but he has just been dead handed. I think he should be deprived of the qualification to go to the ancient regions to participate in the seven regions Dabi." Muyang said coldly to the angry waves.

"Shut up!" The angry waves scolded him coldly. Then he looked at Xiao Chen and said mildly, "little friend, you should give me a face. When you get to the ancient region, I will invite you to drink."

Nu Tao's attitude is very polite, Xiao Chen looks very calm. If he wants Wang Kun's life to be very simple, a monkey's hair is enough, but Xiao Chen takes a look at Muyang and others.

There are only three words in my mind. They are not worth it. Their lives are not worth wasting a monkey's hair.

Wang Kun is protected by the public behind him, and his eyes gradually appear black light, very strange.

"Well, for the sake of the elder, I will spare his life, just like you let me go once in Lianyun city."

Xiao Chen's last word was to Wang Kun. When the voice dropped, Xiao Chen stepped down from the martial arts arena.

Hearing this, the black light in Wang Kun's eyes gradually dissipated, and the destiny hastily put a pill into Wang Kun's mouth.

Muyang looks at Xiao Chen's back, which is full of killing intention, but when he sees the angry waves around him, he can only suppress his killing intention.

"Are you all right?" Mu Qingxuan comes to Xiao Chen and asks.

"Nothing. Come to my room at night." Xiao Chen Road, then by four chrysanthemum support, slowly walk out.

Mu Qingxuan stays in place with a blush on her face.

At the end of the contest, nu Tao announced the candidates who would go to the ancient region to participate in the contest, and then distributed the reward to the public. He announced that three days later, he would open the transmission array and go to the ancient region.

However, the name of Xiao Chen is very loud. I'm afraid it won't be long before it will spread all over the wasteland.

Although Xiao Chen is only a martial god, but everyone knows that he is the strongest person in the desert area.

Leilinggu, in a room, Xiao Chen sits with his knees crossed, takes the healing pill, and slowly recovers his injury. Siju stands quietly around, guarding Xiao Chen.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside. At the same time, a beautiful voice sounded.

"May I come in?"

The voice outside is mu Qingxuan's.

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