"What did you put in my bag just now?"

Ling Xueyan heard the movement of Wu Jun’s cemetery and was about to finish the competition here, so she rushed over and checked it out immediately. She approached here, and had some contact with their Ling family, so she agreed to Mr. Shan first.

Although it is not time to open the tomb, it is better to understand and prepare.

Not everyone can enter every Wujun cemetery, just like the Bilong Dynasty next to the Tianyan Dynasty. When the Wujun tomb is opened, only people from the first level of the Wu Emperor to the third level of the Wu Emperor are allowed to enter!

Wujun’s cemetery has its own tranquility, and I don’t want too many people to disturb the tranquility of their cemetery, and some cemeteries even limit the number of people.

Those arrogant Wujun, the tradition of the mainland's powerful men, are only willing to give the treasures left by themselves to talented juniors.

Although Ling Xueyan is now at the eighth level of Martial Arts, she used special martial arts to seal her pulse. Otherwise, with her strong aura, Ling Xueyan can now attack the strength of the Martial Emperor.

Just to meet the requirements of the Wujun cemetery.

Guan Yue glanced at her. Although she was in a disadvantage, the two women were always serious and confronted each other. She directly chose not to speak, which made Ling Xueyan so angry.

"snort!"

The two of them had less than two fists, their hands crossed in front of their chests, and their eyes looked at each other, as if there was a "crack!" sound of lightning. Bai Moran next to them immediately hid away.

These two women are not something they can afford.

"I'll deal with you later!" Ling Xueyan turned her head and didn't ask about her bag. What Ling Xueyan didn't see was that Ye Feng threw it over.

"I'm afraid you won't do it? Let's come here!"

Although Guan Yue has never beat Ling Xueyan, the two of them often fight like mortal enemies.

In the Tianyan Dynasty, there are only juniors like Guan Yue. Ling Xueyan is quite eye-catching and can fight with her, otherwise Ling Xueyan would not take the initiative to fight with Guan Yue.

Looking at the ring, the battle between Chopin and Ling Yun was wonderful.

The audience frequently applauded that Chopin played wildly. Although he did not hurt Ling Yun at all, he had many lottery tickets on his body, but the more he attacked, he became more and more powerful. At the cost of his physical injury, he was closer to his opponent.

"It's now!" Chopin fell to the ground and rolled over. Dolan sword stroked against his back without any injury. He had already arrived at Ling Yun's side.

"Roar!" Chopin's tight black clothes were immediately broken by the inflated muscles, and his body immediately turned red, like a berserker. Chopin's head suddenly became bigger, and a small giant who was more than two meters five appeared.

"Lingyun! Retreat quickly!" Bai Moran shouted out quickly, but Mr. Shan knew it was too late. This system strengthened his lifeline. As long as he seized the opportunity, he would be very restrained in the lifeline of the military system.

Ling Yun's feet were backwards, but Chopin's speed was twice as fast as just now, and moving left and right had become a delusion. When Ling Yun saw the last, he saw that he had reached the edge of the ring.

"Flying Sword Slash!"

There was no way out and only attack. The Dolan Sword turned into three handles, and with an orange light hitting the muscles of Chopin's bursting chest.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was no effect, Chopin hit Ling Yun with a brutal impact.

"Crazy..." The warm applause unexpectedly, the Imperial City Tianwu Academy actually lost two people first.

However, after three seconds, Chopin, who was standing on the stage, immediately felt like a squid ball, softened suddenly, and was sweating all over. With the color hanging just now, his body was covered in blood. He looked several times worse than Ling Yun.

"Chopin, you can come down too! You can only fight one!"

Hearing the words of Mu Lao, Chopin immediately ran down happily. Although he couldn't hold on for a long time, he didn't lose! Although his opponents were not the strongest, he won, at least he was extremely glorious when he returned.

Chopin himself said, "Maybe my strong muscles just now can still be favored by many noble girls..."

However, Chopin was really thinking too much, because the noble girl in the stands looked at him and didn't say he was disgusting.

"Bai Moran! Go up!"

Old Dan smiled. He was still sure to win. Although both of them were lost, Guan Yue and Ling Xueyan had not yet reached the super help. On Old Mu, Zheng Wanfei was injured so seriously yesterday. Even if he healed, Bai Moran would have to consume her breath power and could still beat her.

Finally, there is Ye Feng. Not to mention Ling Xueyan can defeat him. In addition, Guan Yue also plays as a pioneer, so the winning rate of this game is unsatisfactory.

As for the Shengwu Academy, there is another person who can be ignored. Among these juniors, their arms block the car.

"Yes! Principal!" Bai Moran was indeed very white, as if he had powder on his face. It was very dazzling with his golden hair. There was also a prince charming statement in the Imperial City Tianwu Academy.

Of course, those who don’t like him will say they are malnourished, but Bai Moran does look good. It can be said that compared with Ye Long, it is not only white, but also has a more mature feeling.

"cloth!"

Just like what grew on his body, three gray cloths suddenly appeared from Bai Moran's robe and crossed past his feet. Three cloths flashed white Moran and fell onto the ring with a flash of white Moran.

“Wow…”

Looking at Bai Moran's handsome and chic movements, some girls in the stands screamed excitedly, while Bai Moran also waved to both sides with a "everyone's style".

Old Master turned to the side, with a sad look on his face. Bai Moran's strength is probably already at the fifth level of the Martial King, and may be at the sixth level. Although Fei'er showed no injuries, even if she recovered instantly, the poison of the soul-stinging soul may still remain.

As for Ye Feng, it was logically the finale... the three people next to him, and the only one who was left with a confused look on his face was Duan Jinhong.

His strength is not at the same level, and he is also a so-called person when he goes up. Moreover, Mr. Mu can see that Duan Jinhong's injuries have not healed.

Looking at Mu Lao looking at him, Duan Jinhong was still smart. At least he knew which of the two he met, and he would probably get down if he went up. Now Bai Moran looked at least like a creamy boy, and he might be able to use a few more moves!

"Hey!"

Duan Jinhong spread her breath and jumped up without receiving any words from Mr. Mu.

"Imperial City Tianwu Academy! Bai Moran!"

"Shengwu Academy! Duan Jinhong!"
Chapter completed!