Hong Changtian was furious and said with hatred: "Yun Yang, stay at the forefront of being a human being, and we will meet each other in the future. I advise you not to bully others too much."

Yun Yang said coldly: "It's too much to deceive others? I only know that the rules are like this. Yun asked himself that there is no way to surpass the limits of the rules. How could our Nine Lords Mansions take the last one of the lowest-grade Tianyun Banners to heart?"

Hong Changtian shouted angrily: "What do you want to do with us?"

Yun Yang's face turned amiable, and he smiled slightly and said, "Is Master Hong lost a fool? Or was he deliberately pretending to be stupid? I just want to make it clearer. The rule is that if we want to continue to challenge, we need to win all five games. Of course, we have to fight for five games. If you don't want to fight, you can say here that all the remaining two games will be admitted. We need a record of winning all five games and continue to challenge forward!"

Hong Changtian said gloomyly: "It is absolutely impossible to admit defeat!"

Yun Yang smiled gracefully: "If you don't admit defeat, then fight, then there is nothing to say."

Hong Changtian's eyes were blood red. He turned his head to look, but saw that his disciples were dejected and his eyes were confused. Everyone's energy seemed to have disappeared with the successive defeats of the previous three battles.

Is this still my disciple?!

This is clearly a group of heartless and soulless walking zombies!

The Six Gods and Lordless Lord in the weekdays are just an adjective, but at this moment, the Six Gods and Lordless Lord is the most appropriate statement!

Hong Chang bit the root of the sky and said in a deep voice: "The Nine Lords Mansions continue to fight. Who will defeat the disciples of the Nine Lords Mansion?"

The disciples looked at each other, but after a while, no one spoke up to fight.

"Yue Qingfeng!" Hong Changtian simply called the general.

Yue Qingfeng is the head disciple of Cangwu Sect and is also the recognized number one expert of Cangwu Sect.

In the crowd, a handsome young man with a pale face raised his head and said blankly: "The Tianyun Banner has lost... In this battle, what is the meaning of fighting or not fighting, and what is the point of winning or not winning?"

"I dare to ask the head, what is the significance of this battle for disciples?"

Yue Qingfeng looked up with tears on his face: "Are you fighting for the honor of this sect? Or is it fighting for the survival of Tianyun Banner? Or is it just to block the record of winning the Jiuzun Mansion?"

Hong Changtian was furious and said, "We martial artists, how can we fight with great difficulty in cultivating our paths? The other party has already challenged us. Could it be that my disciple Cangwu has no blood at all?"

Yue Qingfeng's face was filled with tears, and he said with a straight body: "This battle is not a futile. The disciple would rather fulfill the Nine Lords' Mansions and let them challenge a higher position! The improvement of the Tianyun Banner's ranking is the disciple's long-term dream; it's a pity that he has been tempering for many years but has never waited for this opportunity."

"Since the Nine Lords Mansion has such ambitions, my disciples don't want others' dreams to fall under my sword."

"My dream is hard to come true, and I hope that people will receive this honor later!"

Before he finished speaking, Yue Qingfeng jumped out, stood on the field, and shouted: "I am Yue Qingfeng of Cangwu Gate, representing Cangwu Gate to fight this disciple battle!"

Then, he straightened his body and shouted: "I admit defeat!"

Still before he finished speaking, he heard that Yue Qingfeng laughed at the sky: "My lifelong wish is to fight for the disciples as the representative of the Cangwu Sect disciples. He wanted to fight for the promotion to this sect in this field. Unexpectedly, when I finally stood here, I just wanted to say the word "sacrifice"! But no matter what, the disciples must die here!"

Yue Qingfeng burst into tears, and after choking, the sword in his hand flashed sharply, and smeared his neck hard.

With a puff, a big head of Yue Qingfeng rose into the sky and turned drippingly in the air.

The power of Yue Qingfeng's sword was used up to his entire life, and his head rushed to the sky for more than ten feet, and it only fell down after dozens of breaths. When it rolled to the ground, it saw that the white teeth opened and closed, and they actually bit on the ground fiercely!

At this point, the head finally settled, but this situation was extremely tragic.

Everyone was shocked!

The disciples of Cangwu Sect looked at the corpse standing in the field, and everyone was stunned and looked disgusted!

Huo Yunfeng sighed: "There are such disciples in Cangwu Sect, but there are no elders who can be regarded as... It's a pity, it's a pity."

A flash of light.

Yue Qingfeng was resurrected from the dead, but he stood in the field for a while. With a laugh, he walked towards his junior brothers without looking back. When he walked into the crowd, he lowered his head and said nothing, but tears could not stop flowing.

"Formation Battle!"

Hong Changtian was furious: "The whole Cangwu Sect tried his best to fight, and he would not let the thieves of the Nine Lords succeed easily!"

Gao Danyun sighed: "The battle between the formation is even more hopeless. We have given up. Changtian, let's go. Don't embarrass people here again! Others can snatch the throne from us, but we may not be able to snatch it back from others in the future. It's meaningless to be persistent."

Then he shouted: "Cangwu Gate admits defeat and will not start the battle in the formation!"

On the platform.

Huo Yunfeng said: "Cangwu Gate lost again in two battles, and Jiuzun Mansion won all five games!"

He said coldly: "At the Cangwu Gate, you can leave."

Yue Qingfeng suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Disciple wants to watch the battle here to see where the Nine Lords Mansion can go. Can the envoy allow it?"

Huo Yunfeng said coldly: "Whether the war is going on or not, it is the matter of the Tianyun Sect. You have lost the Tianyun Flag, and you are no longer qualified to stay here. Just an ants, what qualifications are there to watch the battle between cloud masters!"

He waved his sleeves and said, "Go now!"

Hong Changtian lowered his head and called on all the disciples to leave.

Everyone had walked far away, and Yue Qingfeng was still standing straight in his original position, staring at the flat square in front of him, with nostalgia in his eyes.

"Qingfeng!"

Hong Changtian turned around and shouted loudly.

Yue Qingfeng closed his eyes, and two more tears fell on the dust. Then, he turned around and flew away without looking back. The people passing by his sect kept not stopping, and didn't even look at him sideways, and left.

...

On the high platform, Huo Yunfeng said: "Join the flag and win, Tianyun will be the one who is in charge. Everyone in the Jiuzun Mansion, please take the throne!"

The so-called superior position is nothing more than the people of the Nine Lords Mansions who can climb to the stands that originally belonged to Cangwu Gate and are now empty.

Yun Yang raised his hand and said lightly: "Clearn."

A bright and bright stream of water appeared out of thin air as if it was in response to the move, quickly washing all seats clean.

"Walk!"

"Going to our temporary stay is definitely not the temporary stay at the end!"

The disciples were extremely excited and followed the masters forward. As they walked, they were full of energy and complacent.

Shi Wuchen and others looked at the empty platform, and the eight brothers' eyes were red.

Tianyun flag!
Chapter completed!