After she said this, Yunzheng knocked her unconscious without hesitation.
Without the control of the owner's consciousness, the jade token ran out of the storage space and fell into Wu Qingyue's chest.
Yunzheng took out the jade token and crushed it into pieces.
In an instant, Wu Qingyue was teleported out of Kunyu's secret realm.
At this time, the two men following Wu Qingyue swallowed their saliva and immediately turned around and ran away!
Just kidding, Senior Sister Wu, one of the five geniuses of their sect, was defeated! Are they still here to be slaughtered?!
It's terrible. Are all the eighteenth-rate disciples in Nanyang Airspace so powerful?
They ran away quickly, but as they ran, they noticed a familiar white figure in front of them.
After seeing it clearly, their souls were almost scared out of their wits.
The two of them looked at each other in horror. Wasn't she from behind just now?
Why did you suddenly run in front of them?!
The girl in white stood on the rocky slope, tilted her head, and smiled sweetly, "Sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry."
They were dazzled by the beauty of the girl in front of them. When they reacted, they found that they were already standing on the Fengtai.
People around Fengtai looked at the two of them with strange, subtle and disgusting eyes.
Two male disciples: "!!!" Please listen to our explanation, we just didn't react for the time being.
At this moment, the elder of the Qiuhu Sect came over to take Wu Qingyue back to recover from her injuries. The elder glared at them with an embarrassed expression.
The elder of the Qiuhu Sect cursed angrily: "Why don't you get out of here? Are you still here to be embarrassed?"
"Yes, yes!" the two male disciples quickly lowered their heads and answered.
The faces of the Qiuhu Sect's masters, elders, and others turned a little darker. Their Qiuhu Sect was famous for its five geniuses, but now one of them had lost to the disciples of the Eighteenth Rank of Nanyang Airspace...
What upset them the most was that Wu Qingyue didn't even make it into the top 100!
The people in Nanyang Airspace were very happy, especially the eighteenth-rate sects sitting in the corner, because they heard Elder Liang's boast.
Elder Liang said proudly: "I'm not the one who said, what's wrong with our Eighteenth stream? Aren't we going to beat up other sects in the same way?"
The word 'beat' made the sect leaders and elders of the Eighteenth Division instantly fearful, and they persuaded in a panic:
"Elder Liang, please be careful what you say, it won't be good if you are overheard."
"Yeah, it's better to be low-key."
Everyone: "..." Already heard it.
The people in Cangzhou were so angry that they were itching their teeth, but they were unable to refute.
Because those disciples who were born in the 18th stream have already occupied a certain number of seats in the curtain, and the disciple named Feng Xinglan is already close to the top five in the standings.
The name of the girl named Yunzheng who just eliminated Wu Qingyue has already appeared on the curtain box.
Ranked ninety-nine, with fifty-two points.
Although her ranking is not high, her strength can defeat Wu Qingyue, and her strength is definitely not much weaker.
Everyone was wondering why so many dark horses came to the eighteenth-level sects all at once...
As for the strong men from the Zhongtian Domain who were sitting at the front, their eyes were dim and unclear. They were even more aware of the gap between sects at different levels.
These people seem to be from Dongzhou, and they haven't been here for a long time. Are they all so talented?
An elder from the Xiuyun Sect in Zhongtian Territory said, "This Feng Xinglan is quite good. He has extremely high attainments in swordsmanship and swordsmanship. However, he has one shortcoming, that is, he acts too vigorously and vigorously. He can also be said to be straight-laced. I'm afraid he has a more tempered temper."
Being withdrawn makes it difficult to cooperate with others.”
"I think so." The elder of Jingzhen Sect agreed.
The elder of Lingwu Sect shook his head and said with a smile: "But he is very decisive in killing and I like him very much."
Fu Xinghe from Longtianmen raised his eyebrows, "Fu Qianhan, Zhan Wuxiu, Nalan Peiran and others here are all very good."
Elder Lin of Shen'an Sect smiled and said, "I think those eighteenth-rate disciples will be powerful dark horses."
When Fu Xinghe heard this, he glanced at Elder Lin and said with a sarcastic smile, "This needs to be investigated. Elder Lin, your Shen An Sect has chosen worse and worse disciples over the years."
"Actually, Elder Lin, you can open your eyes a little wider."
The implication is that it was a bad idea to bury him.
Hearing this, Elder Lin from the Shen'an Sect just smiled carelessly and did not refute.
At this moment, the Third Elder Di was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
He calmed down for a while and then looked back at the scene on the crystal screen.
Although his eyes moved back and forth, his attention was always on the girl in white, because when he saw her, he felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.
Just like my reaction when I first saw Miss Di Lan.
At this time, Elder Lin tilted his head and asked with a smile: "Third Elder Di, do you think which disciple performed better?"
"Fu Qianhan." Elder Di San made a nonsense statement. He actually wanted to say Yunzheng's name, but in order to prevent Sen from noticing the difference, he answered with a random name.
Fu Xinghe smiled maliciously: "Tsk, tsk, Fu Qianhan? Third Elder Di, you still have a better eye for people than Elder Lin, but Fu Qianhan will definitely not choose your Di family..."
The Third Elder Di's face was slightly cold, "Fu Xinghe, you talk too much. You are not an opera singer, are you?"
There were several strong men around who couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.
When Fu Xinghe saw this, his face darkened.
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Kunyu's secret territory_
On a field covered with grass, there were five disciples from Senyu Land surrounding the young man in white in the middle.
I saw that the young man was carrying a big sword filled with cold light on his shoulders. There was no trace of panic on his handsome and charming face. He raised his eyebrows. The light brown tear mole under the corner of his left eye made him even more energetic. Occasionally, there was a look in his eyes that made people seep.
The light of fighting spirit.
The leading disciple from Senyu Land sneered:
"Why are you, a mere eighteenth-rate sect disciple in the Nanyang airspace, pretending to be cool in front of us? Hand over the jade token quickly, and you can avoid a beating, right?"
Another person answered: "Although you should only have one point, but..."
"Who said I only have one point?" The clear and melodious voice of the young man in white in the middle slowly sounded.