My disciples are all geniuses

The two people on the stage were still fighting.

Yin Liusu couldn't help but approach Xia Xiaoman and tugged at her clothes.

"Hmm?"

"Are you really going to go?"

Xia Xiaoman grinned: "Why not take the benefits?"

Seeing this, Yin Liusu couldn't help but mutter: "Five consecutive wins, are you too confident?"

Although the reward was rich, after hearing about the five consecutive wins, Yin Liusu even felt that the organizer had no intention of giving out the reward.

"Isn't it good to be more confident?"

But in Yin Liusu's opinion, this is already conceited.

Xia Xiaoman stared at the two people fighting in the field, and her gaze stayed on the sword cultivator of the Killing Heart Sect the longest.

Her eyes became a little brighter, as if a glimmer emerged from her pupils. For a moment, she was a little fascinated, and the opponent's every move was analyzed in her heart.

Invisibly, a sword intent emanated.

"This is."

In the scroll, the old man couldn't help but show a strange look after seeing this scene.

After reaching a certain level, special physiques can be easily seen.

But some people, although not special physiques, are also blessed.

The old man was not sure, but he also had a guess.

Many people noticed the hazy sword intent. Although most people could not find the source, some people still looked at Xia Xiaoman.

Sword cultivator!

Although the sword intent was hazy, it was very strong and not something that ordinary sword cultivators in the Transcendent Realm could possess.

Who is this black-faced woman?

Qiu Bailu couldn't help but glance at the girl next to him, and the latter's eyes were fixed on the battle on the stage.

At this time, the battle on the stage had reached a white-hot point.

Both of them had some injuries.

Compared with the sword cultivator of the Shixin Sect, the bald donkey of the Tongtian Sect was more seriously injured. Most of the flesh on his right shoulder was cut off, and the bones were exposed to the air. The sword cultivator was extremely cruel.

There is no such thing as a life-or-death agreement in the Chaos Soul Abyss, even on the ring. If you die, you can only say that you are inferior to others in skills.

"Soul Killer!"

The sword cultivator of the Killing Heart Sect suddenly approached and slashed a very sharp sword, slashing at the bald donkey's head.

A sword that cuts off the head.

The bald donkey of the Tongtian Sect changed his face and slapped his palms in front of him.

Dong!

There was only a sound like a bell ringing, and the sword was blocked by an invisible barrier. The two collided with each other and made a harsh sound, and then both sides retreated.

"Little monk."

The bald donkey was about to admit defeat to save his life.

But as soon as he said this, a sword light suddenly struck like lightning, piercing his forehead at the moment he was about to admit defeat and relax.

Hiss!

The sword went straight through the bald donkey's head and killed him instantly.

The sword cultivator sneered and pulled out the sword, and the bald donkey's forehead immediately bleed like a spring.

Seeing this scene, Yin Liusu's face turned pale.

It was really fierce.

Xueyan frowned slightly. It was not bad that he was not as strong as the bald monk from Tongtian Sect. She had placed a bet before the fight started, and now she lost a lot.

She didn't expect that the sword cultivator from Shixin Sect had a trick up his sleeve.

Then Xueyan looked at Xia Xiaoman again.

I don't know how strong this person is.

The sword spirit he exuded earlier was indeed good. It can be seen that his sword realm is not low, but I don't know how much combat power he has.

So Xueyan looked at Qiu Bailu, who had been sitting still.

This person doesn't seem to be worried at all?

Maybe he can make a big move.

In fact, Qiu Bailu just couldn't show a worried look, otherwise her identity as the daughter of a mysterious magic master would be devalued.

"The next game will be in an incense stick of time. I'll leave you for a while."

Xueyan ran to place the bet.

Now most people's attention is on the sword cultivator from Shixin Sect, but they don't pay much attention to this side.

Qiu Bailu pulled Xia Xiaoman's sleeve.

"Xiao Man, are you really going?"

"I want to fight with you, a sword cultivator of the magic way, and there are rewards." Xia Xiao Man showed her a confident smile, "It's just right to verify the results of my practice these days."

Her confidence was dazzling, which made Qiu Bailu feel relieved.

"Then you have to be careful, and if you can't do it, just admit defeat."

"Trust your second senior sister! You take care of Xiao Hongyin."

"Be careful."

Qiu Bailu repeatedly reminded.

Xia Xiao Man nodded slightly, and then walked out.

When she got excited, everyone's eyes fell on her.

The woman who exuded sword intent before.

Some people who found the source recognized her, but they didn't expect her to get excited, so they became interested.

On the other side.

The woman in a black dress sitting on a rosewood chair was also very interested. Her snake-like pupils swept towards Qiu Bailu in the distance, and the corners of her mouth raised a charming arc.

"Kill this guy, and I'll give you an extra Xuan-level spiritual treasure."

The sword cultivator of the Killing Heart Sect showed a ferocious smile.

Getting another Xuan-level spiritual treasure for nothing, why not?

The time of an incense stick passed quickly, and all the bets were placed.

However, there were quite a few people who bet on Xia Xiaoman.

Because after seeing the previous round, he still dared to go on stage, which must mean that this person has the confidence to fight with the sword cultivator of the Killing Heart Sect.

Maybe he can take a chance and turn a small fortune into a big one.

In the restaurant.

Jiang Luoyuan smiled and said, "Miss Yang, do you want to place a bet?"

"No."

Yang Feixue shook her head and refused, then took out her water bag, took a sip and glanced at the arena not far away. When she saw the black-faced girl, her eyes widened.

Puff!

The water that was about to go down her throat was sprayed out instantly, hitting Jiang Luoyuan's face, and her mouth twitched slightly.

"Miss Yang, you..."

"Second Senior Sister!?"

Hearing Yang Feixue's surprised voice, Jiang Luoyuan was stunned just after wiping the water off his face.

Seeing Yang Feixue stand up, Jiang Luoyuan also stood up immediately, followed the former's gaze, and immediately noticed the black-faced girl on the arena.

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Why did she stand on the stage?

Yang Feixue's face was a little strange.

She once again recognized her second senior sister's active personality who liked to meddle in things.

This is the Chaos Soul Abyss.

Why didn't the third senior sister stop the second senior sister?

Although it was a bit awkward when they first met, in Yang Feixue's heart, the third senior sister Qiu Bailu was a smart person who took the overall situation into consideration.

Why did you let the second senior sister participate in the ring battle?

Aren't you afraid of getting in trouble?

Or is there some unavoidable reason?

Yang Feixue still doesn't understand one thing. When the second senior sister Xia Xiaoman is not around, her third senior sister Qiu Bailu is the one who cares about the overall situation.

"I want to go over there."

Seeing this, Jiang Luoyuan's face changed: "Don't mess around! This is already on the stage, those people will not allow you to pull people down!"

The ring battle is obviously not held by ordinary people. To have such a big momentum, it must be held by some people of extraordinary status.

If you dare to make trouble now, you will slap those people in the face, and it will be bad at that time.

"I understand."

Yang Feixue naturally understood what she meant.

She went over there just in case.

Of course, if some unavoidable situation occurs, she can only come hard.