"Good fight!"

Jiang Wujue stood up and gave Zhang Wei the warmest applause.

This unknown little person has an ordinary appearance and an ordinary name, but today at the Ascension Conference, everyone's views were refreshed again and again.

Who says that people with strong defense can only defend? If you can't break my defense, I can use my defense to fight back!

Jiang Chengzhou fell down straight, and the medical staff rushed forward immediately, bandaged the wound, and sent it to rescue him.

In the eyes of those who practice Taoism, as long as they do not die, there are actually many ways to rescue them. Therefore, Jiang Chengzhou was injured like this, and no one suspected that he would be in danger of his life.

Zhang Wei smiled and scratched the back of his head, saying, "Boss Yihu said that after winning, he would say something harsh. I am a stupid person and don't speak very well. Well... Jiang Yunhe, you can't do anything to give birth to a son!"

"puff!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, only Jiang Yunhe and Jiang Qingguang on the rostrum looked as if they were dead.

Jiang Yunhe thought he overestimated the Thirteenth Taishang Insurance, so he specially sent their strongest disciple Jiang Chengzhou to fight, but he didn't expect that they still underestimated the Thirteenth Taishang Insurance Insurance too much.

"Sect Master, what should we do now?" Jiang Qingguang said with a grim face.

Jiang Yunhe said angrily: "Didn't you have many ideas just now? I asked me to do this and say that, why did you ask me about it now?"

Jiang Qingguang was very depressed: I know that Maoshan Thirteenth Taishang is so powerful. Besides, didn’t I solve the worries and difficulties for you just now? Jiang Chengzhou is my disciple, and I’m not anxious, you are anxious with me...

The more I thought about it, the more unhappy he felt. Jiang Qingguang could only spread his anger on Zhang Wei: "Zhang Wei, insult the organizer in public, we have the right to let you leave the game!"

"Didn't you say before that the immortal fate is obtained by those who are destined to be obtained? I am just a disciple of your Gongliang lineage. You will let me leave the Immortal Ascension Conference and cut off my immortal fate. I wonder if you are the orthodox Maoshan or the master of the Immortal Tomb, or the God who can determine the life and death of others?"

Although Zhang Wei was stupid and stupid, he was speechless when he spoke. Jiang Qingguang was defeated on both sides and had a few more wrinkles on his forehead.

Zhang Wei walked down the Shengxiantai slowly and asked Jiang Wujue if he could add another chicken leg for dinner.

Yan Ning sat opposite him, feeling very proud. You must know that these disciples were all brought by him. If he hadn't been able to reveal his identity now, Yan Ning really wanted to go over and pretend.

Huang Yexiong on the side said, "Senior Brother, the power of Xinmaoshan cannot be underestimated. It seems that today's matter must be reported to the Holy Lord."

When Yan Ning heard this, it was amazing. If Guan Zixuan knew the strength of Xinmaoshan now, he might attack Xinmaoshan. So Yan Ning hurriedly said, "Well... At this time, as you said, I will report to the Holy Lord in person, so you don't need to say more."

Huang Yexiong nodded, and the Lord of Han reported himself, so he naturally didn't need to talk nonsense beyond his level. Maybe he would report it himself and ask Lord of Han to wear small shoes for him.

People off the court were talking, and it was heard that the needle fell on the rostrum.

Fatty Du smiled and said, "You have lost two games. We still have eleven disciples who have not taken action. It's better to finish it as soon as possible. Don't waste everyone's time!"

There are at least 2,000 contestants in this Immortal Ascension Conference. If each group plays according to the style of Zhang Wei and Jiang Chengzhou, the top three will probably not be decided until next month.

Jiang Yunhe sighed: "Our disciples from Gongliang lineage decided to withdraw from this Immortal Ascension Conference and give up their immortal fate to others."

"Wow—"

The audience refused to agree. Jiang Yunhe said it nicely, obviously because he was scared and deliberately made excuses not to compete.

Fatty Du said again: "No! You were pretty good at it just now? You shouted Maoshan so happily. Who is the sect of the sect? You should explain it clearly!"

Jiang Yunhe and Jiang Qingguang's faces were so purple, and they cursed in their hearts that these guys were so ungrateful and at least gave them a step. Yihu and the others not only refused to leave, but also took the lead in dismantling Jiang Yunhe and the others.

Shameless! Shameless!

The audience also shouted, Maoshan Thirteen Taishang Insurance was more surprising than the other ones. They really wanted to see what skills the remaining eleven were and what kind of exciting competitions they would bring to everyone.

But Jiang Yunhe didn't agree to anything and turned his back to let Jiang Qingguang announce the next battle arrangements.

Yan Ning's eyes kept sweeping through the crowd, and he saw the expressions of each sect. Zhang Daofeng and others were mostly confused. The two brothers in Wolong Pavilion had more envy and depression. Yuan Xiao had no expression on his face, as if he had turned back to the original white-haired swordsman who acted indifferently.

In short, the audience was surprised, despised, envious, or jealous. Yan Ning saw it. It is undeniable that without Yan Ning's new Maoshan, it is still so domineering. Anyone who dares to disrespect Maoshan will sooner or later make him call him dad!

The next game was much faster, and a battle could basically end in one minute. Outsiders thought it was a coincidence, but Yan Ning knew it was all arranged in secret by Jiang Yunhe. Every battle was arranged with a very different strength. Quickly filter out those disciples who were lowly in Taoism and came to play soy sauce.

During this period, Zhang Daofeng and others also went on stage to walk, but they met some small characters. When the other party saw that they were facing big bosses, they didn't even have the desire to struggle, so they directly abstained. This also made many spectators feel a pity and did not see the style of big bosses taking action.

Yan Ning also appeared. His opponent was a middle-aged elder of the Astrology Sect. Yan Ning was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He took the Ten Thousand Swords Art and KOed the opponent as quickly as possible.

When he stepped down, Yihu's murderous gaze naturally fell on Yan Ning, but what surprised Yan Ning was that he had two murderous intents.

One was from Yihu who was unaware of it, and the other was Yan Ning searched for a long time and finally found a middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance in the corner of the audience.

The middle-aged woman looked listless, but her long hair was extremely soft, as if she was not what she should have at her age. The look she looked at Yan Ning was like a life-and-death enemy.

Yan Ning was thinking hard in his heart, and he could not think of what he had to do with this woman. He didn't even remember seeing this woman.
Chapter completed!