Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Ning Xiyuan faced off against Zhao Jiutian.

This is the final result.

People just need to wait patiently for three days, and the outcome of the third round will be decided.

If the Southern Region still wins.

Then the entire Four Directions Meeting would come to an end.

There were spontaneous demonstrations in the streets.

Some people support the Hall of Eternal Life, while others support the Southern Region.

Although location is important, strength is equally attractive.

Especially in the Four Directions Meeting, the referee panel repeatedly made rules that were unfavorable to the Southern Region, which was simply bullying.

Inside the Hall of Eternal Life, there are fantastic mountains and waters everywhere. The bright and clean color combination makes people's hearts become quiet and pure after entering the Hall of Eternal Life.

Of course, this is just a feeling.

Next to the Questioning Pavilion, Ning Jin walked up to Zhao Jiutian and said in a serious voice, "Be careful when facing Ning Xiyuan."

Then he immediately added: "Same for Qin Chen."

The remaining two contestants from the South Territory, no matter who they are, are equally mysterious.

Zhao Jiutian crossed his arms over his chest, leaned against the pillar behind him, and yawned lazily: "Just an ordinary person."

There is nothing to worry about.

He has power from the gods, so no one needs to be afraid of him.

Ning Jin frowned.

Zhao Jiutian is different from the rest of them.

Zhao Jiutian was born in the Hall of Eternal Life, and his strength has always been unfathomable and difficult to understand.

Compared to her, a saint who came halfway.

Zhao Jiutian gained even more trust from the Palace of Eternal Life.

At the moment, it was obvious that this person didn't take her reminder to heart.

Ning Jin couldn't help but continue: "Ning Xiyuan once killed a person in the Out-of-Body Stage, she..."

Zhao Jiutian interrupted impatiently: "Enough, is the Saint looking for excuses for her failure?"

Ning Jin: “…”

She shut up and turned around.

It seems that the victory of the Four Directions Fengyun Association is destined not to belong to the Hall of Eternal Life.

Well... they have other plans.

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The final match was held with great anticipation.

There are gambling games everywhere on the stands of Tengyun Pavilion.

This time, those who think that the Southern Region can win the final victory can almost compete with those who support the Palace of Eternal Life.

Although Zhao Jiutian was very strong, they all saw it.

But who is Ning Xiyuan?

He is the only chosen one who has passed the Thousand Layer Tower in all these long years.

What reason do they have not to believe that she will win! ?

When the two contestants stood on the ring, the audience in the stands burst into heart-wrenching cheers.

The sounds of cheering and encouragement came one after another, like a surging wave, instantly submerging the entire Tengyun Pavilion.

Among them, Chu Aotian helped.

The young man, whose left arm was wrapped in a bandage, raised his right arm and waved his hand: "Ning Xiyuan! Victory! Defeat Zhao Jiutian!"

"Ning Xiyuan!"

"Ning Xiyuan!"

If he wasn't still sitting in the position of Tianjian Sect, he would have wanted to stand up and wave the flag and cheer!

This is a good opportunity for Ning Xiyuan to avenge him!

Han Ying: “…”

She looked around expressionlessly and found that the elders and peak masters in the sect had all turned their eyes away and no longer looked at Chu Aotian.

Chu Aotian's voice was not abrupt among the huge waves, but it stood out in the quiet Tianjian Sect.

Han Ying really wanted to cover Chu Aotian's mouth, even though she also hoped that Ning Xiyuan would win.

On the stage, Zhao Jiutian raised his eyebrows at Ning Xiyuan, looking the girl up and down, his tone full of casualness and contempt: "I heard you are very strong?"

"Let me see how strong you are today, hahaha..."

The referee was still standing in the center of the ring. When he heard what Zhao Jiutian said, he started to get nervous.

Ning Xiyuan snorted coldly, imitating Zhao Jiutian's expression, and then said: "I heard that you are an idiot."

"Today, I saw that it was indeed the case."

nerve.

Who can scold people better than her?

referee:!!!

I screamed in my heart that my life was over, and I quickly and decisively crawled off the stage.

A light blue barrier instantly covered the entire arena, and Ning Xiyuan stepped forward with his sword.

The spiritual energy condensed at the tip of the sword and slashed towards Zhao Jiutian without reservation.

"what."

Zhao Jiutian sneered and even stood where he was without dodging.

But the sword was deflected and hit the platform next to it heavily.

"boom!"

The huge noise was mixed with Zhao Jiutian's mockery: "Oh, idiot."

It's just a golden elixir.

Ning Xiyuan sighed: "Oh, you are so lucky."

Such a strong power of luck.

It was so powerful that no real attack could hit Zhao Jiutian.

Changshengdian is really brave.

Zhao Jiutian sneered: "Luck? Haha."

He was a swordsman, and the moment the girl rushed over, he had already slashed horizontally with his long sword.

The movement was extremely fast, and he had already attacked before the girl's sword even chopped down.

It should be... inevitable.

The corners of Zhao Jiutian's mouth curled up, and there was a hint of boredom in his eyes.

It looks like today's game is about to end.

"Wow!"

The long knife drew a beautiful arc horizontally and cut directly across the girl's waist.

No...not right!

Zhao Jiutian watched the girl in front of him turn into dust and dissipate, and immediately became alert.

The scattered dust still condenses the spiritual energy fluctuations that have not dissipated.

but...

Where is Ning Xiyuan!

The entire arena is large, but empty.

At first glance, there was not a single person in sight!

This is not a sword cultivator!

This is a common trick used by Dharma practitioners!

Zhao Jiutian's heart suddenly tightened, behind him!

Yes, behind me.

When the God-Slaying Sword came from behind, it was accompanied by a surge of spiritual energy.

It seems to be able to chop a person into meat paste.

It makes people's souls begin to tremble.

"boom!"

The long sword slashed through the air again.

Landed on the stage.

Tiny cracks appeared where the God-Slaying Sword fell.

Zhao Jiutian was still in shock. He could not deny the fear that arose in his heart at that moment.

So he retreated in a hurry.

He stood at a long distance, looking at the black figure on the other side of the ring.

Suddenly he sneered.

What on earth is he afraid of? !

Such a mortal doesn't even have the chance to touch him!

That feeling of being high and mighty and everyone else being an ant comes back again!

Stupid humans.

Zhao Jiutian calmly held the scimitar and took on another attack from the girl.

There is no burden at all, it's simply a breeze.

[Host, why don’t we try another method? We are no match for their opponent in close combat.] The system was anxious.

Damn it.

If you steal a little luck from heaven, you won’t be afraid of being struck by lightning!

Ning Xiyuan's sword missed Zhao Jiutian again and again, but there was no sign of dejection on the girl's face.

But the sword-swinging movements became faster and faster, and the sword moves became more and more pressing.

She answered the system's questions slowly and calmly.

"Stay closer to him."

"With so much luck and fortune, it would be a waste if I don't use it."

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I'm curious, is the quick-wear market still easy to enter? I think... I'm quite suitable for writing quick-wear (just asking, Ning Bao is still far from being finished)