After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

The man looked directly at Yun Haochen, and then said, "I look forward to fighting you even more."

Yun Haochen said in a slightly cool tone, "As long as you can resist the beating."

The other party sneered suddenly: "It's not certain who will resist who."

Long Tianao has not said a word, but his face is already very ugly.

Long Hua said with some regret: "Oh, what a pity Longhu..."

"Shut up." Long Tianao looked at him coldly.

Long Hua was stunned for a moment, feeling aggrieved and said, "Sect Master, this old man..."

"Huh?" Long Tianao's eyes clearly had a hint of threat, which made Long Hua suddenly disappear.

Long Ying glanced lightly, but said nothing.

At this moment, Long Feiye's heart was full of anger, but he still looked at the man in the ring calmly, and said in a calm tone: "Yes, yes... You are indeed very powerful."

When the man heard Long Feiye say something, he looked at him and smiled lightly: "What? You want to fight me too?"

"Heh..." Long Feiye sneered, "I don't want to fight you, but I want to try to beat you, isn't it cool?"

The man's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a trace of danger gradually spread.

"Lingzong Wuxin, one of the disciples of the sect master, may have reached the seventh floor of the king-level strength, and has a dual-attribute physique. Don't you think that with your strength, when you say this, you are courting death?"

Long Feiye hooked his lips, and replied in a light tone: "It seems that you have already investigated the strength of the disciples sent by the various sects in the competition."

The other party is noncommittal, and looking at Long Feiye's eyes can be said to be disdainful from the inside out.

Lazy and sarcastic, he replied slowly: "I did understand it in advance, otherwise, how would I know that I can crush you with just one hand?"

"Then try, I hope you don't regret it." Long Feiye replied coldly.

There was a lot of discussion around again, "Although Wuxin's talent is also very good, and his cultivation base is already quite strong among his peers, but from now on, there seems to be some gap in the strength that he just showed?"

"That's true, but it's hard to say about strength. What if he still has a hole card?"

Among the few players in Xuanmen, there was a man sitting in the middle of the first row. His appearance was ordinary, but his eyes were unusually cold.

The other person beside him smiled lightly, "Isn't it? No matter who encounters this person in a while, remember to greet him well."

Several other people nodded immediately, showing the same mocking smile.

The position of the VIP seat, the leader from Xuanmen, wrapped in a black robe, had no expression on his face, and a pair of deep and chilling eyes showed a hint of interest. The corners of his mouth were slightly outlined: "Oh, it's getting more and more interesting."

On the ring, the man from Xuanmen sneered, "I regret these two words, but keep it to yourself! I really don't like you, it's not just you, but other sects can make me like it. There are really no more than two opponents."

Having said this, the man confidently looked at Yun Haochen again, "One is you, and the other is Wangyou."

Wangyou, whose name was named, just gave him a lazy look, and replied in a cold voice, "It's my misfortune to be treated as an opponent by all of you."

The man's expression condensed slightly, as if he was looking into the meaning of what he said.

Immediately afterwards, Wangyou seemed to be explaining what he meant, and said, "Poor character, poor strength..."

The other party understood when he heard the first two sentences, he was scolding himself, but he hadn't waited for him to go back.

Wangyou jumped out the next sentence, "It's still ugly."

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