For Lin Chunqiu, thankfully, every game is limited in time.

This time is half a stick of incense, which is equivalent to half an hour.

The two leaders of the Yunmei Sect and the Lanshan Sect are two old foxes. They said something differently, and they had a tacit understanding and truly controlled the two apprentices to fight for half an hour.

In the last few seconds, as Tiansha gave Ding Yunye a look, Ding Yunye deliberately sold a flaw and was kicked out of the arena by the seven disciples of Lanshan Sect.

1 to 1, Lanshan School magically equalized the score.

Next, the decisive game between the two sides.

The seventh brother vs. The seventh brother.

Lin Chunqiu felt like there were bugs biting him all over his body, and there was no place that was itchy.

He wanted to kill people and kill everyone in the Yunmei Sect and Lanshan Sect.

Of course, the young man named Yu must be killed.

This little guy is not the most important thing. If he hadn't picked the lead, how could he teach two old bastards badly? How could he teach his disciples badly?

At this time, he could only keep sending true energy to Liu Zifeng, and he almost lost his cultivation to him.

In the third game, half a stick of incense was played. In the end, the seven disciples of Lanshan Sect sold a flaw and deliberately lost to the Yunmei Sect.

Meng Qingchen is a sensible person. He knew very well that Tiansha deliberately asked Zhou Yunruo not to play in the subsequent game just to take care of his face. If he really fought, Zhou Yunruo would have already killed everyone.

2-1, Yunmei Sect reached the final.

At this time, Han Wancheng couldn't wait to say, "The finals began!"

Tiansha suddenly looked shaking: "Junior Brother Han, what do you mean? My disciple just finished the competition, don't let us take a breath? Your disciple has rested for nearly an hour!"

When Tiansha spoke, countless spectators were worried about her.

"Yes, what do you mean! Is there anyone who bullies people like this in your Wanshan Sword Sect?"

"You have been resting for so long, so don't you let others take a breath?"

Heynima!

Lin Chunqiu was cursing in his heart, you were resting on the ring, and insisting that I expose you?

Lin Chunqiu thought for a moment, then clenched his lips and said, "Fight again in two hours!"

Afterwards, Lin Chunqiu asked his disciples to carry Liu Zifeng into the room.

Yu Bufan frowned, something was wrong! What was the trick of Lin?

Seeing this scene, the Tiansha Shen Ni couldn't help but close his eyes.

This day has finally arrived, and what should be come will always come!

"Ruoer, follow me back to the room."

Zhou Yunruo didn't understand what the master meant, but he nodded.

A few minutes later.

In the guest room of Tiansha Shenni.

Looking at his beloved disciple, Tiansha smiled slightly: "Good boy, I will pass on the merits to you now."

"Transfer the power?" Zhou Yunruo was stunned, "Master, my current cultivation level still cannot learn the supreme skills of this sect, right?"

"Silly kid, you will misunderstand!" Tiansha was unprecedentedly gentle, "What a teacher means is to pass on decades of skills to you."

Zhou Yunruo was stunned and said in a daze: "Master, you can't do this! You are already injured, and you will not be able to hold on like this!"

"Ruoer, continue to carry forward the Yunmei Sect!" Tiansha said word by word.

"But I, I..." Zhou Yunruo was confused and didn't know what to say.

It is obvious that the other party is the enemy who killed his parents and family, but he has no reservations about him.

"Don't say anything, come on, there's not much time!" Tiansha said, "Yunmei Sect must not lose. You must get the leader of the Sword Alliance, otherwise you will be doomed! Ruoer, do you have the heart to watch your senior brothers and sisters give you mermaid meat?"

Zhou Yunruo's heart suddenly softened.

She remembered Yu Bufan's words again.

Big Devil, just let me do my best.

I finally understand what your words mean.

Thank you.

Not only did I do my best, I was completely relieved.

The knot in my heart for so many years has been untied.

These two hours are a torment for all those who watch the competition.

Fortunately it's meal time now.

Wanshan Sword Sect has prepared wine and meat meals.

Yu Bufan and the Demon Cult were drinking while waiting.

When it was almost the hour of Hai, the Japanese Six walked in and gave Yu Bufan a letter from a carrier pigeon.

The letter is written by the music and flute.

Now her family has arrived at the East Bay of Qi State, and left by boat and headed straight for Yan State.

The East Bay and the Tiangang Pier in Yanguo have been in communication with each other for hundreds of years, and there are many ships coming and going.

It was impossible for the Emperor Laozi's Tian-Ling Army to find the Qulexiao from these ships, which was simply a needle in a haystack.

Yu Bufan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the task of rescuing Qu Lexiao was still not completed, and the system did not prompt and no reward was issued.

He knew that he had to wait until Qu Lexiao completely returned to Yan Kingdom before the task was completed.

In contrast, what he was more worried about was the junior sister.

"Senior brother, don't worry, junior sister will be fine." Ren Shuihan comforted.

She no longer has any grudges against her junior sister now, and only hopes that her junior sister can successfully defeat Liu Zifeng of the Yunmei Sect.

"Don't worry, I know it." Yu Bufan looked confident, "The little junior sister will definitely win."

"That's right, all of this is in the calculations of Master!" The Japanese Six Paths.

Everyone nodded: "That's right!"

After Yu Bufan smiled, he turned his eyes to Gao Mingyang: "Brother Gao, we are ready to retreat at any time."

"Brother, don't worry, I have made arrangements." Gao Mingyang said.

The hour of Hai has arrived, and the spectators have come outside the arena again.

At this time, the Wanshan Sword Sect was brightly lit, illuminating the night like day.

Everyone's eyes were focused on both sides of the ring, looking forward to the ultimate decisive battle between the Yunmei Sect and the Wanshan Sword Sect.

After waiting for a few minutes, the people from the Wanshan Sword Sect finally came slowly.

Everyone's eyes fell on Liu Zifeng immediately.

They were stunned.

"Yo! This kid isn't dead yet?"

"Yes, it looks like you're living well!"

"Wardtian, why do you feel that this kid has such a strong aura!"

"Have you taken medicine again?"

Liu Zifeng is still in a violent state, but looks much better than before.

Surrounded by everyone, he walked towards the ring step by step.

However, there were two missing people in the Wanshan Sword Sect.

The head of the sect, Lin Chunqiu, and the deputy head of the sect, Han Wancheng.

At this time, Lin Chunqiu's room.

Looking at Han Wancheng, Lin Chunqiu's eyes were already wet: "Junior brother, I was sorry to Senior Brother Xuan Tie five years ago, and now I'm sorry to you again."

The Xuan Tie Daoist, five years ago, the Wanshan Sword Sect and the Demon Sect fought hard to solve. Lin Chunqiu, who was still immature in his martial arts at that time, encountered Ren Tianheng.

In order to protect Lin Chunqiu, Xuan Tiedao Ren and Ren Tianheng fought for 100 rounds, and were finally split into two by Ren Tianheng's Hunyuan Fire Demon Slash.

At this time, Han Wancheng was no longer a middle-aged uncle with high spirits, but a white-haired old man who was about to die.

He gave all his lifelong cultivation to Liu Zifeng.

"Senior brother, I'm not doing this to make you say polite words!"

Han Wancheng was so angry that he was: "Kill Zhou Yunruo, kill the thief nun in the Tiansha, destroy the Yunmei Sect, avenge me! And, and my son..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely regard Qianbian as if I were out." Lin Chunqiu's voice choked.

A sadness that penetrated his bones almost made him cry.

Dog Emperor, if it weren't for you, why would I sacrifice thousands of cities!
Chapter completed!