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Chapter 73 Who is Xi Tong?(1/2)

"Didn't you hear that he wasn't crazy, but was angry and wanted us to die!"

Xiao Tianyu, the leader of the eight prides in the outer sect, had a cruel smile on his lips: "Ruochan, why are you still standing there?"

"one!"

Ruochan's expression turned cold, no matter how crazy Liu Xunhuan went, he began to count down.

"two!"

...

At this moment, Liu Xunhuan was still shouting 444...

Finally, after shouting out the forty-seventh "4".

"Tick! Congratulations to the host for winning the prize. The prize is a storm!!"

The storm talisman? What the hell!

Liu Xunhuan almost collapsed.

System, what I want is a magical tool!

A magical artifact!

Is it useful if you give me a talisman of storm?

"Continue to draw! Choose 4!"

"Thank you for patronizing!"

“4!!!”

"Thank you for patronizing!"

...

finally.

All 56 lottery opportunities were used up, and no prizes were drawn!

"System, I'm... #Damn!"

Liu Xunhuan couldn't help but curse.

This is the lowest chance of winning the lottery!

"Host, please pay attention to civilized terms! Also, the system has no mother!"

After saying that, he fell into silence.

The people next to him were even more confused.

Xi Tong?

Who is Xi Tong?

Why did he scold this person?

And, I would like to say hello...

Fuck?

None of us is called Xi Tong!

The few people looked at each other with confusion.

"three!"

Ruochan had already finished counting three and instantly pulled out the sword on his back.

"Don't pretend to be crazy and act stupid!"

Ruochan shouted arrogantly.

After saying that, he never gave Liu Xunhuan a chance again, so he directly swept his sword move towards Liu Xunhuan.

"If you want to fight, you will fight!"

Because he did not get good things in the lottery, and was deliberately made difficult by these people, Liu Xunhuan's anger was completely aroused.

As soon as I raised my hand, the dark red bricks were already in my hand.

Immediately, Liu Xunhuan's body rose up from the ground and jumped into the air. She slapped the bricks in her hand with the storm of red flames towards Ruochan's sword light.

The second move is to challenge the 18 bricks!

"Flying bricks are in the sky!"

...

"Oh, I'm so funny! This young man is so funny! His weapon is actually a broken brick?"

Lin Miao, who ranked sixth in the disciples outside, bent down with a smile.

"It's so weird. I've never seen anyone use bricks as weapons!"

Zhu Wuneng, who was a seventh disciple of the outer sect, also smiled and agreed: "The sword in Ruochan's hand is the first-level spiritual weapon Zihong Sword forged by the family. It is cut into iron like mud and has a momentum like rainbow!

If Liu Xunhuan hadn't had a broken mind, she would have been frightened. She actually took a broken brick and beat Ruochan! I'm afraid that the broken brick would soon be cut into half!"

...

Several people nodded one after another.

However, Ma Yun's eyes showed a gleam and a sneering look on his face.

Humph, you don’t know how powerful this brick is, otherwise I wouldn’t have been beaten to kneel down and beg for mercy!

Qin Ke didn't agree with it at this moment.

She knew that the boy Liu Xunhuan was not that simple.

In just over two months, his cultivation level has been improved from the third level of star-gazing to the current third level of star-gazing.

I’m afraid that Xiao Tianyu, who is known as the number one talent in the outer sect, has made far less progress than Liu Xunhuan!

Moreover, his combat power surprises him every time.

How could such a person choose the same weapon at will?

Everyone pointed and sneered, waiting for the brick in Liu Xunhuan's hand to be pierced by the Zihong Sword.

"Bang!"

Ruochan's Zihong Sword collided with Liu Xunhuan's bricks.

The purple light and the dark red light shine together.

Immediately, Liu Xunhuan's body fell to the ground and stood there, like a mountain, neither impatient nor shocked.

"You... your bricks are the same magical artifact?"

Ruochan's face was a little pale and his eyes were wide open.

He clearly felt that at the moment when the sword and the brick were connected, Xinghui seemed to have been blown up, and the sword in his hand almost broke out.

"Just a broken brick, not a magical tool!"

Liu Xunhuan said lightly.

Ruochan almost vomited blood when he was so angry.

Your sister!

If your brick is a magic weapon, it is reasonable to say that my first move was at a disadvantage.

After all, I underestimated the enemy just now and used less than 50% of the star power.

But, you just want to say that the brick is a broken brick. Isn’t this abstaining from others?

I defeated my Zihong Sword with just one broken brick.

Will you let me get stuck in the future?

I am ranked eighth outside, okay? Isn’t it any outer disciple!

"Ding! The value of being criticized from Ruochan, 2434!"

Immediately, in Liu Xunhuan's mind, one of the three quarrels in front of Ruochan's name was lit up.

The eight external heroes who were watching the game were all stunned.

Lin Miao, her mouth wide open, could stuff a ball.

"How is this possible?"

Lin Miao exclaimed: "Ruochan, are you good to be serious? He actually tied with this person who didn't even enter the top 50? This is simply too shameful to our eight-superior outside!"

Zhu Wuneng shut up directly, and there were tens of thousands of grassland horses flying past his heart.

"Who said just now that I was broken and I was going to be cut in half?"

Next to him, Wang Hanyue looked stern and snorted coldly: "You'll be slapped in the face now!"
To be continued...
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