His eyes slowly swept across the various arenas, and he saw that in just a short time, many teams had won the final victory and qualified for the competition.

The victors were ecstatic and cheered endlessly.

Losers naturally feel disappointed and cannot let go.

A selection battle.

Almost two-thirds of the teams were eliminated.

Since then.

This selection battle has also come to an end, and now comes the final competition.

"Master."<

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Tangtang stuck out his little head and asked curiously, "Will I take action later?"

"No need for the time being."

Gu Han smiled and said, "Too much is not enough. These battle experiences are enough for you to digest for a long time."

"Oh, good Master."

Tangtang is very obedient.

"Miss Liu."

Gu Han looked at Liu Zhuqing again and said with a smile, "If you want to take action, you have to hurry up, otherwise, you may not have any chance."

"Why?"

"Because, I will take action."

Liu Zhuqing "???"

She suddenly felt that Gu Han's temperament was different again, and she once again doubted her judgment.

"Sir, what do you want to do?"

"Get my stuff back."

Gu Han smiled and said, "By the way, I have something to announce."

"What's up?"

"..."

Gu Han did not answer, but turned his eyes and looked in the direction of Xuantian Realm again, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

The sword head returns and Xuantian is established again!

Clear up the source and clear everything!

…

at the same time.

Within the great realm of Xuantian.

"A mere Xuantian Sword Head."

Hearing Pei Xiaoyu's words, the two old men looked at each other and smiled, and said proudly, "How can I rival the Young Palace Master? How can I be qualified to be your opponent?"

"It's not important anymore."

Pei Xiaoyu shook his head and said calmly, "Whether it is strong or weak, the Xuantian Sword Sect has become a thing of the past. After this sword fighting conference, there will no longer be a Xuantian Domain or a Xuantian Sword Cultivator in this world."

, there is no more Xuantian Sword Head!"

"Only in my galaxy!"

"Only I, the Xinghe Sword Cultivator!"

"Only..."

Speaking of which.

The stars on his robes were fluttering, his sword intent was wandering continuously, and his voice had a hint of scorn in all directions.
Chapter completed!