Fantasy: Please don’t steal my chance again

Deliberately stuck in the last step of the Innate Ten Levels Promotion Spirit Sea to enter the Xiao Han Realm, and then break through in the Xiao Han Realm, taking advantage of a big realm to win this gambling battle.

The approach of the Northern Snow Sect is really a bit shameless.

Thinking that everyone's harvest this time was going to be won away by the Beixue Sect with such despicable means, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were a little indignant.

"Shameless!".

A Spirit Sword disciple with a broadsword on his back stepped forward suddenly, holding the hilt of his sword in his hand and glaring angrily.

Seeing this, someone from the Beixue faction sneered: "What, Senior Brother Feng Han is still not convinced, and you want to do it?" Yes, my Beixue faction will accompany you at any time." "

As he spoke, this person exuded a strong fighting spirit, which was far away from him, and he was not weak at all.

This person is the second Du Xing of the inner gate of the Northern Snow Sect, and his strength is only under Feng Han.

Feng Han laughed, and said loudly to the Spirit Sword Sect: "It's okay, even if you send people out at will, the eleven in front of the inner gate will be up, and I will follow together." "

As he spoke, as soon as the long knife was raised, the powerful momentum belonging to the Spirit Sea Realm rolled towards the Spirit Sword Sect unscrupulously, and many people, including the broadsword youth, retreated.

"It's too much of a deception!".

The young man with the broadsword gritted his teeth in anger, and he couldn't help but draw his sword: "What about the Linghai Realm, fight with them!".

Li Qingyang reached out and pressed the hilt of the other party's sword and shook his head.

"Senior Brother Zhao Yuan, don't be impulsive, we have no chance of winning this battle. "

The broadsword young man struggled for a moment, and finally sighed heavily, and his right hand slipped limply from the hilt of the sword.

Li Qingyang was right.

Even if the disciples of the two sects fought in a big fight, their Spirit Sword Sect had no chance of winning.

Because they were already absent from the top ten disciples of the inner sect this time, plus the other party had another Linghai Realm Feng Han.

If there is a real fight, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect will be overwhelmed in an instant, and they will suffer heavy casualties.

"Is that possible, are we really throwing in the towel like this?"

Someone said unwillingly.

Li Qingyang looked at the invincible Feng Han, his eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice: "It's just the Spirit Sea Realm, if I want to break the Spirit Sea, it will only be within a month or two." When the time comes, we will get this field back...

This time, let them run rampant for a while. "

"That's all there is to it. "

Many Spirit Sword Sect disciples sighed softly, their expressions were unwilling and helpless, they could only watch Li Qingyang take a deep breath, and declared: "This gambling fight, we Spirit Sword Sect recognize..."

But before Li Qingyang finished speaking, he saw a figure rushing into the arena like a ghost.

"Am I late?".

Both the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect and the Northern Snow Sect were stunned.

They saw a tall and handsome young man appear in the middle of the field, staring intently at the two storage rings on the stone as bets.

Who is this man?

Many people have such a thought in their heads.

There were also some people who knew this face, and their expressions changed almost at the same time.

"It's him!".

Ke Duanyue's eyes widened, and when he saw this familiar figure, the wound on his face seemed to start to ache faintly again.

Li Hanshan's body also tensed suddenly, he stared intently at the person in the field, and the blue tendons on his forehead kept flaring up, as if he was suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart.

"Who is he?".

Beside him, Du Xing, who was second in the inner door, couldn't help but ask when he saw the performance of the two.

Ke Duanyue glanced at Li Hanshan and said with a wry smile: "That's the one, the disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect who robbed us of our things..".

Du Xing was stunned for a moment, and his expression immediately became strange.

On the side of the Spirit Sword Sect, there are also people who recognize the identity of the young man.

"It's Gu Xuan!Gu Xuan is here!".

The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who had been saved by Gu Xuan once from Li Hanshan before were all very excited, as if they had seen hope.

Lu Jiang's face also showed a little joy, but it soon turned bitter again.

Even if Gu Xuan came.

Although he is strong, he is only an innate eightfold, and even Senior Brother Li Qingyang has been defeated, how can he be able to defeat the Feng Han of the Spirit Sea Realm.

Seeing that some disciples were discussing, Li Qingyang and the others were also aroused, and they couldn't help but ask: "Who is this person? Do you know

each other?"

Lu Jiang nodded and explained, "Two days ago, I saw him defeat Li Hanshan of the Northern Snow Sect with his bare hands. "

"What?!".

"Defeat Li Hanshan, or with bare hands? It's really fake, he is only innate eightfold, and his cultivation is not as good as mine. "

Hearing what Lu Jiang said, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were taken aback, and they talked about it a lot, and they couldn't believe it.

Even Li Qingyang was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to speak.

Zhao Yuan, who was carrying a broadsword, said directly: "Lu Jiang, aren't you kidding, Li Hanshan's strength is even stronger than me, this person is only eight years old, can he beat Li Hanshan?"

Lu Jiang smiled bitterly and was silent.

Don't say it's someone else, even if it's him, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that Gu Xuan could do it.

This kind of thing is useless to explain, and you have to see it with your own eyes to confirm it.

No matter what, at this time, the eyes of the audience were focused on Gu Xuan.

In Gu Xuan's eyes, there were only two storage spirit rings connected to the crimson edge line.

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't miss it..".

Gu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He dived in the snow nest for a day, broke through Gengjin Gangqi's qi to the second layer, and then hurried over, almost missing this opportunity.

"Is it possible to take these two rings as long as I defeat you?"

Gu Xuan asked Feng Han on the side.

Hearing this, Feng Han was stunned for a moment, and his expression gradually became strange.

The expressions of the disciples of the two factions who were watching also became strange, and the eyes of Gu Xuan looked as if they were looking at a madman.

This innate eightfold kid who came out of nowhere, the meaning revealed in his words seemed to be preparing to challenge Senior Brother Feng Han.

Did they hear it right?