I have a role in the heavens

"Qi Hao is not an upright person. You are still young and don't understand the world. He is already over a hundred years old. Don't you understand? He still has the nerve to fall in love with you. What a great disciple of Longshou Peak. The scheming is deep enough!”

Tian Linger's face was pale. No one had ever scolded her so sharply in front of her, and no one had ever ridiculed her so directly. The so-called love she insisted on was so ridiculous. A young girl of about twenty years old, and It is extremely ridiculous for a man who is over a hundred years old to have a private life. Among mortals, this is probably enough to be her great-grandfather.

Fan Yuxiao didn't care about Tian Linger's face at all, and tore her beautiful love to pieces, which made Tian Linger feel a little scared and didn't dare to think deeply. He mustered up his last courage and retorted loudly.

"Brother Qi Hao and I are in love. What does it have to do with you? Do you need me to point fingers?"

Fan Yuxiao looked at Tian Linger who was a little guilty in front of him, listened to her hysterical questioning, sneered, took a step back, and sneered.

"That's right, the matter between you and Qi Hao really doesn't need to be concerned by me, and I don't want to care about it, but you shouldn't talk about it in front of Xiaofan, and you shouldn't use Qi Hao to undermine Xiaofan's self-confidence. He likes you. Don’t tell me you really didn’t notice it at all?”

Tian Linger's eyes fluctuated slightly, and she avoided Fan Yuxiao's burning gaze. She lowered her head slightly and looked at the silver-white ground illuminated by the moonlight, remaining silent.

There was a hint of indifference in Fan Yuxiao's expression, as indifferent as the immortal god above the nine heavens, without a trace of emotion, and his cold voice echoed across the square.

"If you use Qi Hao's incident to irritate Xiaofan again, don't blame me for being ruthless and going directly to trouble Qi Hao. Believe me, as long as I am willing, even the master Daoxuan Zhenren can't stop me from making trouble for Qi Hao!"

After saying that, Fan Yuxiao fluttered and walked against the wind, rushing into the dense forest in the back mountain and disappearing, not caring at all about Tian Linger's sudden change in expression.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, there are only two large arenas left at this moment. However, judging from the number of Qingyun disciples watching, the number of people watching the competition between Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu in the west is probably less than 30% of the people here. Almost all of them were attracted by this event. The most popular Lu Xueqi and the lucky Zhang Xiaofan were attracted, and among the elders, most people including the leader Daoxuan were also sitting under the ring.

When everyone saw Lu Xueqi on the ring, the male disciples of the Qingyun Sect in the crowd cheered one after another, with a hint of admiration in their eyes. The charm of the peerless beauty was irresistible.

Zhang Xiaofan walked up to the ring angrily and looked at the audience with an expressionless expression. Sure enough, there was no such figure. He was probably in another ring, supporting Qi Hao. Zhang Xiaofan felt even more uncomfortable.

Zhang Xiaofan withdrew his gaze and fell on Lu Xueqi's face across from him. That beautiful face was shining brightly in the rising sun.

Lu Xueqi looked at the opponent opposite, her eyes were empty, as if her mind was completely dead. Lu Xueqi frowned slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. Are all the disciples of Dazhu Peak so strange? Fan Yuxiao avoided him at all. Unaffected by his own beauty, his junior brother in front of him still completely ignored him and didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Xueqi thought of this and glanced around the audience. She didn't see Fan Yuxiao, and she felt slightly unhappy. Could it be that he had gone to watch the competition between Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu.

Under another arena, Fan Yuxiao looked at Qi Hao on the stage with an indifferent expression, and sneered in his heart. Although he would not attack Qi Hao directly, he could give Zeng Shushu some guidance here and let him eliminate Qi Hao. His second place in the last Seven Meridians Competition became a joke.

Zeng Shushu looked at the smiling Qi Hao across from him with a solemn face, but his heart was extremely determined. It was the first time that he had such fighting spirit. He wanted to defeat Qi Hao and see what kind of ability he had that could make Xiaofan like this. Sad, in what way is he better than Zhang Xiaofan?

Zeng Shushu didn't bother to chat with Qi Hao. After the sound of the bell and cauldron sounded, the Xuanyuan Sword was directly launched, and the bright yellow light shone on the arena. Qi Hao frowned slightly, as if he noticed that Zeng Shushu opposite him did not like him, and he no longer kept his face. With a smile on his face, the Ice Fairy Sword was unsheathed, and a thin layer of ice grew under his feet, spreading in the direction of Zeng Shushu.

Zeng Shushu pointed his finger, and Xuanyuan Sword shot out a sharp sword energy, piercing Qi Hao. Qi Hao held the ice sword in his hand and drew it in front of him. An ice wall appeared, blocking the sword energy. He moved around and bypassed He broke through the ice wall and rushed towards Zeng Shushu.

Zeng Shushu did not expect that a sword energy could restrain Qi Hao, so he stepped forward and rushed towards Qi Hao.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, leaving a trail of afterimages behind them. Zeng Shushu knew that his cultivation level was lower than Qi Hao's, so he tried to take the lead. An arc was drawn between the Xuanyuan in his hands, and he stabbed Qi Hao's armpit. Go, the angle is tricky and the power is like lightning.

A ray of light shot out of Qi Hao's eyes. He didn't expect that Zeng Shushu, who was not well-known, actually had such exquisite swordsmanship. He couldn't help but be a little wary. He turned slightly and pierced the ice sword with a clear "ding" sound. With a cry, the Ice Sword blocked the Xuanyuan Sword. He raised the Ice Sword in his hand slightly, changed the direction, and continued to stab Zeng Shushu's chest.

Zeng Shushu frowned slightly and his heart sank. Qi Hao indeed lived up to his reputation. Not only was he highly skilled in cultivation, he was also exquisite in swordsmanship. I was afraid that it would be difficult to defeat him today.

Although Zeng Shushu's situation was not optimistic, he still tried his best to compete with Qi Hao. In a matter of seconds, the two of them fought for several rounds. The swords were shining brightly and the sword energy was sputtering. It was very intense and sweaty. It oozed out, and my breathing became a little faster.

Fan Yuxiao looked at it and it was almost time. His lips moved, and a message came to Zeng Shushu's ear.

"Take a step to the left and stab him in the right rib!"

Zeng Shushu was startled when he heard this. He stopped and was almost injured by Qi Hao's Ice Sword. Without thinking too much, he stumbled to the left and stabbed Qi Hao's right rib with the Xuanyuan Sword.

Qi Hao retreated, retracted the ice sword, stepped forward again, and was about to strike.

"Step back, go around to the right, and stab him in the wrist."

In Fan Yuxiao's spiritual sea, there are countless figures constantly simulating, working in pairs, sword lights flashing, Qi Hao's every move and style were anticipated by Fan Yuxiao, like prey caught in a spider's web. Normally, being entangled by countless spider threads, no matter what moves he made, Zeng Shushu would restrain him first, and he would gradually become unable to struggle and become increasingly weak.