Let's talk about envy, there is not much envy in his eyes.
The Yu family and the Chen family looked at each other, and saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.
Liu Wuxie's victory exceeded their expectations, and no one expected that Lu Maoshan would lose so cleanly.
Even if the quality of Lu Maoshan's weapons is not as good as Liu Wuxie's, at least he will crush him in level, and at most it will be a tie.
Many people had ridiculed Liu Wuxie just now, saying that he overestimated his own abilities and used his long knife to collide with Lu Maoshan.
Reality is like a loud slap in the face of everyone.
Everyone's eyes moved away from Liu Wuxie's face little by little and fell on Lu Maoshan's face.
Lu Maoshan was seen sitting on the ground, his body began to tremble, the shackles of heaven gradually shrank, and a thick smell came from his crotch.
Many people covered their mouths and noses, with a trace of disgust flashing in their eyes.
No matter how you say it, Lu Maoshan is also a dignified Immortal King. Even if he dies, he should die in front of everyone.
"I do it, or you commit suicide."
There was no mercy in Liu Wuxie's eyes, and he was never polite to his enemies.
The Qianshan Sect, the Yu Family, and the Chen Family caused all kinds of trouble for him when he was refining elixirs and refining weapons. If so, let them pay a heavy price.
The Conferred God Platform was completely silent, including those powerful men in the main hall, who were silent.
New tables and chairs had been replaced, and everyone sat down one after another. His eyes were gloomy and scary. When he sat down, he crushed the wine glass in his hand.
No disciples of the Qianshan Sect stood up. They lost, and they lost completely.
Whether it's quality or level, it's a complete failure.
"Liu Wuxie, can you please stop killing me? I will voluntarily admit defeat in this battle."
Lu Maoshan was afraid and looked at Liu Wuxie. The power of life and death was now in Liu Wuxie's hands.
"Junior Brother Lu, you..."
The other disciples of the Qianshan Sect were furious. As a man, you should keep your word. Since it is a life and death battle, if you lose, you lose. If Lu Maoshan does this, he will only lose the face of the Qianshan Sect.
really!
Seeing Lu Maoshan take the initiative to beg for mercy, Gouhua's face turned even more ugly.
"I don't want to die yet, please forgive me, brothers."
Lu Maoshan looked at Li Ning and the others, his face full of pain.
The people around them sighed and stopped talking. If it were them, how could they be calm and calm in the face of death?
Li Ning and the others turned their heads and really wanted to kick Lu Maoshan hard.
Seeing that Li Ning and the others stopped talking, Lu Maoshan looked at Liu Wuxie eagerly, waiting for Liu Wuxie's answer.
"cannot!"
What awaits Lu Maoshan is the word "cold".

Chapter completed!