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Chapter 265: Zhan Youruo

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As he said that, the man looked aside and saw Yan Yin and Ye Qingchen frowning and pondering.

The two of them also heard the discussion of the group of people and thought secretly. When they heard the words of this person, Yan Yin couldn't help but think of something. Just as he was about to think of it, the man looked at him with a burning gaze and couldn't help but raise his head.

Looking at this person, Yan Yin nodded slightly, and then left here with Ye Qingchen.

Others also saw Yan Yin and Ye Qingchen, and several of them whispered, "That man is Fang Yin,"

"Well, this person's strength and potential are terrifying, and his background is even more terrifying." Many people have already regarded Yan Yin as a person from Qingyun Peak. The reason for this is mainly because someone deliberately spreads the news.

After all, although some people know about the relationship between Yan Yin and Qingyunfeng, not many of them.

And the person who spreads the news must be a person with a heart, and a person with a heart does a heart-wrenching thing, so many people naturally regard Yan Yin as the Qingyun Peak.

Yan Yin didn't know about this, and what he was thinking deeply at this moment was another thing.

"Green light, blood, cultivator, warrior..." Yan Yin frowned and pondered, "Can the person who helped Feng Shen really be a person with the same spiritual martial style as me?"

He was amazed at this, but he felt something was wrong.

The two of them entered the position of the contestants, and there were already many fewer people here.

When many people saw Yan Yin and Ye Qingchen arrive, they consciously widened their distance.

In the eyes of the two of them, there was awe, awe, awe, a jealousy, and a coldness.

Yan Yin never cared about other people's opinions.

Ye Qingchen, perhaps she has never noticed other people's eyes.

Wearing a black long skirt, a black square scarf covers the bright and incomparable jade face, standing quietly beside Yan Yin.

His eyes were clear and he quietly looked at the competition center of the Tangwu Conference.

At this moment, it is the seventh game of the second round of the Tang and Wu Conference.

Those who can continue to stay in the second round of the game are very good, and the battle is even more intense.

In a game, you will have at least half of the fragrance.

The sword light, cold light, magic, and cold rebuke filled the arena on the black formation.

Both sides of the competition spared no effort to display all their talents and strength, swordsmanship, magic and magic battles one by one, and the battle was very fierce.

Finally, the warriors on the side of the battle ended in a state of disrespect for the lack of strength and being suppressed by the cultivator in the air, and finally ended up in disgrace.

The loser's jade pendant turned into powder, and the winner's jade pendant did not enter the black formation.

It was still the white-haired old man who was hosting the competition. He reached out and flew out two jade pendants from the white formation above.

"The next game is No. 7 and No. 41," said the old man in the white-haired voice, "please ask the owners of both sides of the jade pendants to the stage,"

"No. 7" Ye Qingchen looked at Yan Yin.

The number on Yan Yin’s jade pendant is exactly number seven.

"Hmm," Yan Yin was stunned. He never expected that he would have to compete so soon.

Looking at Ye Qingchen, nodded to him and said, "Then I'm going up,"

Ye Qingchen's eyes exposed outside blinked gently, and a strange spirit flashed in his eyes. "No. 41, it seems to be Youruo,"

"What," Not only Yan Yin was shocked, but Youruo and the others on the other side were also staring at Youruo in a daze.

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Sighing, Youruo said, "Time flies so fast."

Indeed, time is really fast.

In a blink of an eye, it has been more than three years since Yan Yin first entered Southern College.

During this period, a lot of things happened.

Many things, when looking back, there are sighs, nostalgia, and sighs.

Nodded, Yan Yin said, "Time does pass very quickly, and things have changed a lot, but what remains unchanged is the heart to become stronger, right?"

After a moment of silence, Youruo smiled and said, "No, becoming stronger is something that has been done and has been persisting in it."

Looking at Yan Yin, he said, "This Lan Ni is the mount I conquered when I was in Qianfeng Bay. Do you want to see its strength?"

Yan Yin was stunned. He understood that it was Youruo telling him that Lan Ni would play with her to fight him.

Carrying hands, Yan Yin nodded and said, "Okay, then let Fang Yin see how strong the senior sister's Lan Ni is."

The white-haired old man also spoke at the right time, "The competition begins,"


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