Son-in-law Dan Zun

In the face of Ye Yuyao, he can sell his face, and even if he admits defeat, it will not have much impact.

However, against Shang Luo Yue, he promised victory but not defeat.

He didn't dare to bet that Ye Tianxuan would definitely appreciate his talent and give him an extra place to go to the sanctuary.

He must get one of the last five places.

The sword of Guixu came out and fell on the Cangxuan seal, and the sound of shocking collision suddenly resounded.

The extremely terrifying violent energy swept out, turning into a devastating energy storm.

Suddenly, an interesting scene appeared on the battlefield.

The other seven people, standing together, resisted each other's energy storm.

In the void, Cang Xuan Yin trembled violently, causing Luo Yue's expression to change drastically.

However, the sword of Guixu seems to be constantly getting stronger.

The terrible kendo storm erupted with the ultimate devouring power, continuously devouring the original power between the heaven and the earth.

"You lost!" Luo Wushu raised his eyes and swept towards Luo Yue, his tone indifferent and calm.

However, the pupils of countless people shrank.

They saw that a crack appeared on the Cang Xuan seal, and it spread quickly.

In an instant, Cang Xuan Yin was shattered and turned into a sky full of energy, light and shadow, dissipating.

"I……"

"Don't admit defeat, very good!" Luo Wushu chuckled, his figure flashed out, and he slammed Luo Yue with a sword.

Luo Yue looked terrified, extremely ugly, and quickly avoided him sideways.

"laugh!"

However, Luo Wushu's sword was so fast, like a tarsal bone, even if he reacted quickly, he was still chopped off an arm.

"Ah..." Luo Yue screamed screamingly, his aura became extremely violent and furious.

Luo Wushu smiled non-committal, and then the figure continued to flick out, a sword hitting Luo Yue's eyebrows.

As before, treat Huatianchi!

"Pray for death?" Luo Wushu looked at Luo Yue contemptuously.

"Luo Yue!" An old man shouted beside Ye Tianxuan.

Hearing that, Luo Yue's irrational state gradually stabilized, and he did not dare to look directly at Luo Wushu's sharpness.

"Little friend, can you give me a face!" The old man smiled at Luo Wushu.

Even in his opinion, Luo Yue didn't care about this matter.

However, it was about Luo Yue's life and death, but he had to speak.

Luo Wushu looked at the old man and was not very surprised by this scene.

Luo Yue is not as good as himself, but he can also be called excellent.

It is not a simple matter to cultivate a proud man like him.

The resources consumed are an astronomical figure.

It is impossible for Bei Xuanzong to be indifferent to his life and death.

"Since the predecessor speaks, then I can't help but give face."

Luo Wushu responded softly, then glanced at Luo Yue, a smile fluttered from the corner of his mouth.

"Do you want to live?"

"Pop!" A faint laugh, but at this moment, it was like a heavy slap print, falling to Luo Yue's ear.

"What are you going to do?" Luo Yue looked up, his expression ugly as if he had eaten shit.

Looking at Luo Wushu, he struggled to squeeze out a few words.

Thinking back to myself, deliberately surrendered, in order to deliberately intercept Luo Wushu in this final round.

And things were indeed as he wished, when he had no books in Shang Luo, how incomparable he was.

Of course, now... his life and death are controlled by the other's thoughts.

This is again, what an irony.

"Acknowledge your mistake and promise that you will never provoke me again."

Luo Wushu spoke indifferently, and naturally would not assess Luo Yue's dignity.

Don't kill, it's him, great kindness.

If not, he needs to use the Northern Xuanzong to go to the sanctuary to practice, it is absolutely impossible for him to let Luo Yue go.

And let Luo Yue admit his mistake and promise not to provoke himself again, this is the bottom line he can accept.

It is impossible to say that letting Luo Yue go, but in exchange for letting the tiger return to the mountain.

The old man of Beixuanzong didn't say anything.

From Luo Wushu's perspective, there is nothing wrong with this.

At this moment, many people's eyes all fell on Luo Yue.

No one thought that the battle between the two would evolve into such a scene.

Stronger than Luo Yue, life and death can only be controlled by Luo Wushu's thoughts.

In the face of Luo Wushu, the black horse that turned out to be born, no matter it is Hua Tianchi or Luo Yue, there doesn't seem to be much difference.

It's just that Luo Yue had an extra chance to survive because of someone interceding.

So, is he willing to bow his head and seize this opportunity?

The world was speechless for a while, Luo Wushu looked at Luo Yue so calmly, holding the sword in his hand against his eyebrows.

It seemed that as long as he didn't want to, the sword would pierce through it.

It seems that a long time has passed, and to Luo Yue, it is more like a century.

Finally, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "How offended, sorry!"

"I promise, I will never provoke you half a point in the future.

After speaking, he seemed to be drained of all his strength, and his face was instantly pale.

As the proud son of the Northern Xuanzong, no matter where he goes, he is an existence that attracts much attention.

Has it ever been, as embarrassed as it is today.

Moreover, can he really forget the hatred of the broken arm?

"Okay!" Luo Wushu nodded, and then turned and fell back to the battle platform, without taking a second look at Luo Yue.

Luo Wushu has always been clear about grievances and grudges, if it were a normal encounter, he would naturally not be so cruel.

But the other party came to kill him, and he broke his arm, what is too much?

With Luo Yue being the first to go out, the competition on the battlefield continued.

But no one dared to challenge Luo Wushu again.

It took a while to continue to eliminate the three, leaving five on the battlefield.

The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the vast square.

Some are happy, some are worried!

But the Beixuan Conference, so far, can be regarded as coming to an end.

Ye Tianxuan got up and looked around the vast crowd.

In an instant, countless people stared at him with breathlessness, not even breathing.

In the quiet world, only Ye Tianxuan's voice came out.

"The first fifteen people in the Beixuan Conference are obvious to all, so I won't say more."

"Now, I will name five additional people, who also have the quota to enter the sanctuary."

When Ye Tianxuan's voice fell, many people's hearts would trembled.

Especially some people who think they have outstanding talents because of their lack of practice.

At this moment, they are undoubtedly full of expectations.

Including on the battlefield, knowing that he will lose, but also trying his best to behave, isn't it just for this moment?

"Yu Feng!" Ye Tianxuan said.

Yu Feng, the sacred path's first-order late cultivation base.

But in the face of a strong man at the second-tier peak of the Holy Path, they can fight equally well, and only lose half of their moves.

It is not very surprising that he got this place, many people.

Within the first level of the Holy Path, he can be regarded as the most outstanding person.

"Xiao Rou!" Ye Tianxuan continued.

Xiao Rou is a woman, the second-tier pinnacle of the Holy Path, and her performance is also the most dazzling person in this realm.

"I wish Yu Bo!"

"Song Xuelin!"

Ye Tianxuan continued to announce, causing many people to stare at him with breathlessness.

There is only one sacred domain name left. Then, who will it go to?

"Luo Yue!"

Ye Tianxuan said again.

Many people are surprised by this quota, but it seems that there is nothing surprising.

Even if he lost to Luo Wushu's hands, he couldn't hide his light.

At this point, all twenty people who have obtained the qualifications to practice in the sanctuary have been determined.

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ps:

Second, work hard to earn instant noodles!

The Beixuan Conference was considered a transition.

Sanctuary is the beginning of Luo Wushu's revenge.

Everyone can guess how Luo Wushu would break his wrist with Jiutiangong.