Chapter 371

"So what is the point of a seven-game series?"

A disciple of the Yueshan Sect said with a look of disdain:

"Isn't it just being cut seven times in a row by our Feng Shixiong Yi!"

The surrounding Yueshan Sect disciples also nodded in agreement.

"That's right, I think she just refuses to accept it; seven consecutive losses! Tsk tsk, I'm afraid it will even affect her Dao heart. Who knows if she'll dare to challenge Feng Shixiong Yi to a sword debate in the future!"

"Heh, if it were me losing seven times in a row,

One, a number that can represent everything, but if someone calls out one first, one cannot be used as any other number.

At this very moment, Ren Yuan was looking at the strange beast covered in wounds. His mood was somewhat excited; this seemingly invincible beast had successfully revealed signs of fatigue after sacrificing more than three hundred students.

I quickly tidied myself up and trotted downstairs. I had long been so familiar with the roads here that it wasn't an exaggeration to say that if you let me walk in the Falling Phoenix Village where I had lived for over a decade, I could walk the wrong way with my eyes closed, but here, I could find Jun Li's house even with my eyes closed.

"Look, if it weren't for this vixen, how could Tian treat me like this?" Lin Xue, who was seeing Mo Lingtian lose his temper at her like this for the first time, was so angry she was gasping for air.

Liang Qingxin was blushing all over. Spending the night with a man for the first time, she was really a bit embarrassed. But since things had already happened, she could only thicken her skin.

"You forced her?" Zhao Jingyu held a cigarette, puffing out clouds of smoke. His high-bridged nose looked as if it had been carved by a knife, and it was particularly striking and prominent on his face that could enrage both gods and men.

"It's time to look at the spirit skills on that stone wall." Ye Ran was silent for a while, then moved the stone wall out.

Yun Qing slowly closed her eyes. She raised her wrist and looked at the striking scar on her fair white wrist.

"Gu Jianchou, the suffering my Master Bai has endured must be resolved by you!" I shouted loudly.

In any case, Zhao Tianyu is the world's number one fierce bandit, and his hands have long been stained with blood. If it weren't for various parties taking the initiative to cause trouble, I believe this series of events wouldn't have happened.

"This person cannot be a member of the Long You organization, but he knows some information about the Long You organization and even told us, so he shouldn't be detrimental to us. We can let him stay," Zhang Fan said thoughtfully as he watched Yi Hui leave.

At this time, the Wuji Wuji Laozu, surrounded by giants, saw the red line fly above them, currently fighting with several bird messengers. The Wuji Wuji Laozu saw the two precious swords in the red line's hands at a glance; the other one must be the Heavenly Escape Divine Sword. The Wuji Laozu saw that familiar scabbard and was excited.

"It really is you. How about it? Are you trying to save that old nun? Don't dream about it. Today, you won't be able to leave here alive. Look up at the top," Feng Qiuzi said triumphantly to the crowd.

Because of anger, the middle-aged man's speech became somewhat stuttering, leaving those who heard it in a daze.

Huang Di was stunned for a moment. This voice was clearly made by Bai Xian, but it sounded too weak, as if it were coming from a very distant place, or as if he were so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Su Changping wanted to leave immediately, but thinking of the words Su Zhan said when he left the room, he finally returned to the room.

"Hehe, you are seriously injured now; would I be afraid of you?" Zhang Fan also raised his head and looked coldly at the Bone Messenger, showing no signs of fear at all, and was even very confident.

"Stop!" Just at this moment, a sharp shout came from the foot of the mountain, and then a yellow figure floated up, arriving like a bird and standing between the two.

At the entrance of the cave, staring blankly at the flames not far away, I thought to myself: Maybe I should just die here; however, this can also be considered a kind of liberation.

The high-speed black sedan stopped silently opposite this group of people, demonstrating Old Cangtou's superb driving skills and the car's excellent performance.