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

Ning Xiyuan had gotten used to not seeing Yan Qi'an the next day.

There was a steaming breakfast on the small table outside.

Ning Xiyuan sat there drinking porridge with an inexplicable look on his face: "Has he developed a conscience?"

【Forehead...】

The system hesitated to speak.

It has never been in love, so it can't understand the tricks of young couples.

This morning, when I opened the yard, I no longer saw Lu Chaoyang practicing sword.

She thought about it for a while, and when she realized her conscience was stirring, she turned around and went to find Lu Chaoyang.

I opened the door and found everyone was there.

Lu Chaoyang, lying on the bed, was tied up like a dumpling.

"Sister Ning, you're here to see me!" Lu Chaoyang couldn't raise his hands, so he waved his eyebrows up and down to greet Ning Xiyuan.

Ning Xiyuan walked over and took a breath: "Wow, you look quite peaceful."

The degree of coincidence with the mummy is as high as 99%.

Lu Chaoyang: “…”

He thought that the word "tranquil" was not a derogatory word, so why did it sound strange coming from Ning Xiyuan's mouth?

But Lu Chaoyang still raised his finger with difficulty: "Sister Ning, avenge me!"

"Ahhh, please don't show mercy!!!"

Although Chu Aotian is a very respectable opponent.

But this does not conflict with his coming back to complain.

Shen Shiwei couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Last night, when he had a fever and was talking nonsense, he still wanted to swear brotherhood with Chu Aotian, saying that he didn't ask to be born on the same day and month as Chu Aotian, but only asked that Chu Aotian die first.

Ning Xiyuan held his forehead with his hand: "Of course."

"Don't worry about it."

"..."

"..."

After Ning Xiyuan finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Lu Chaoyang opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Ning Xiyuan.

Ning Xiyuan changed his tone: "Sleep peacefully."

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There are more spectators coming to Tengyunchi than in previous times.

Now, the huge venue is full of people.

This should be the penultimate game of the third round.

Those who can stay are already the strongest among the strong.

It will definitely make for an exciting and entertaining match.

The disciples of the sect and the descendants of the noble families were ordered to watch the battle today. The elders wanted them to absorb nutrition from the genius.

The location of Xuanshuang Sect is very close to Changsheng Palace.

Zhao Yajing huddled beside the leader of the Xuanshuang Sect in fear until the woman in the bamboo hat left the front and walked towards the arena below.

The leader of the Xuanshuang Sect opened his eyes, and there was a coldness in his eyes, like frost that could not be melted.

"Thirteen."

She spoke, her voice cold.

Zhao Yajing quickly sat up straight and lowered her head timidly: "Master, I'm scared."

Even though a month had passed, the bloody and brutal scene still lingered in her mind.

The leader of Xuanshuang raised his hand and touched Zhao Yajing's shoulder: "The Saint is pure and kind, noble and gentle, Thirteen does not need to be afraid."

Zhao Yajing: "...but..."

That's not the case.

She is not a saint, but clearly an evil spirit.

Zhao Yajing is not an important person, and her fear will not attract other people's attention.

Because at this time.

The draw has ended.

Because Shen Shiwei and Cen Han were both eliminated in the last game, there are exactly six people in this round and there is no need for a bye.

Unfortunately, neither Ning Xiyuan nor Qin Chen drew Chu Aotian.

Chu Aotian’s opponent is Zhao Jiutian, a disciple of the Hall of Eternal Life.

Qin Chen picked Ning Jin.

Ning Xiyuan picked Wen Er.

There were only three matches left and the stands started cheering the moment the results came out.

Exciting game!

Almost all of them are top talents!

Only people of equal strength can contribute to a wonderful game.

The moment Ning Jin saw Qin Chen on the stage, he frowned in annoyance, and then he could only accept it.

Qin Chen...

She had once been defeated miserably by Qin Chen, even with the help of the evil god's power and even when her cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Now with the power of the Palace of Eternal Life...

Ning Jin was actually a little nervous.

Qin Chen smiled: "Old friend!"

"Let's finish this soon so I can go back and drink!"

After saying that, he raised his sleeves and dozens of talismans flew out.

Ning Jin's face changed and he quickly hid.

The sword in his hand was ready to strike, already in a defensive stance.

But those talismans did not fly over.

But...

It also condensed into a long sword in the air.

Ning Jin's mouth twitched: "......"

Shameless!

On the other side, Wen Er looked at Ning Xiyuan and felt like crying but had no tears.

But the smile on her face was already charming and cute: "Ning baby, I'll let you have a move."

The woman's voice is full of charm.

Gentle and charming.

Just as he was speaking, Wen Er had already taken action.

The sound of the bells, stimulated by the spiritual energy, was overwhelming, as if isolated from the world.

It makes people feel dazed.

The stands around had disappeared, and it seemed to be some other scene, but it was unclear.

But the young man standing in front of him was dressed in white, like a white plum blossom standing proudly in the wind and snow, with distant mountains and nearby water, all clearly visible.

There was a gloom mixed with that kind of coldness.

Ning Xiyuan rolled his eyes, but the sword pierced through the boy's chest without slowing down at all.

Keep going.

The hazy environment was broken, and the screams from the surrounding stands filled my ears like a tide.

A huge wave of spiritual energy condensed on the tip of the sword, and the sword energy spread out, dazzling like a rainbow.

Just one move.

One move determines the outcome!

When Wen Er fell off the stage, a look of bitterness appeared on his face.

Although she didn't expect to win, she also didn't expect to lose so badly.

Can...

Why is there no emotion at all! ?

The way she treated Qi An at the banquet was clearly different.

Wen Er got up from the ground and looked up at Ning Xiyuan who was still standing on the stage.

"How did you..."

Ning Xiyuan landed easily from the ring, and said in a cheerful tone: "Not at all."

How could Yan Qian'an be such a calm and peaceful person?

It's clearly...

Grumpy puppy.

Wen Er got up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

How could it not be similar!

Everyone had actually expected Wen Er to lose the game so quickly.

But before Ning Xiyuan stepped onto the stands, another game had already been decided.

Chu Aotian versus Zhao Jiutian.

Chu Aotian lost.

Within just two moves.

The loser had no chance to fight back.

There was a roar in the stands, which gradually grew and eventually infected the entire stands like a wave.

how so!

They recognize Chu Aotian's talent and strength.

The Palace of Eternal Life is also not weak.

In everyone's eyes, this should be a evenly matched game.

Also shocked were the elders and disciples of the Tianjian Sect.

They can't believe it.

Chu Aotian is already in the Nascent Soul stage... then what about Zhao Jiutian who beat Chu Aotian? ?

Ning Xiyuan turned around, and the man on the ring, who looked a little weak but was actually stronger than everyone expected, was also looking at her.

The two people's eyes met.

Zhao Jiutian raised the corner of his mouth and gave Ning Xiyuan a provocative smile.

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