In the purgatory, Liulixian kept coughing, blood in her mouth, and suffered serious internal injuries, but she still held the long sword tightly in both hands, and the sword cultivator's momentum did not diminish at all.

On the other side, in the middle of the flame, a golden light shone brightly.

That was the spell light that the elder released to save his life when a certain side was defeated. The golden light appeared, the winner and the defeat score was the winner. This battle... Liulixian won

Amid the loud cheers from the audience, there were several areas that were completely silent. The disciples of the Lingjian Sect and the Wanfa Immortal Sect stared blankly at the results on the stage, and they all felt a little unbelievable.

That Wang Lu... actually lost?

Well, although this is a reasonable result from any rational perspective, and even several disciples from the Wanfa Immortal Sect sold money to stake Liuli Xiansheng, but when the result came out, it was still unbelievable

ah.

Can that miracle Wang Lu fail to create another miracle?

"Speaking of this... I remember that boy Wang Lu escorted more than 90 million spirit stones on him before the war?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, or you should cherish your life and stay away from gambling."

At this moment, Wang Lu looked miserable in the golden light package on the rooftop.

"Damn, I actually lost."

On the other side of him, Liulixian smiled and put away her long sword. The girl's fighting spirit was completely restrained, and her sharp sword spirit was replaced by her innocent smile.

"I've played very well. I really didn't expect that you are so powerful. My masters all said that Wuxiangfeng is a good group of tricks and tricks, so their own cultivation is not very good..."

Wang Lu smiled bitterly: "Your comfort is so harsh." He shook his head again, "Forget it, congratulations on winning first."

As he said that, he extended his hand to Liulixian to show his friendship. Although Liulixian was innocent, she was not rude. She walked over with a smile and held Wang Lu's hand.

The next moment, a pink mist sprayed out from Wang Lu's palm, and Liulixian shook and fell softly.

Wang Lu reached out to hug the girl, slowly placed her on the ground, and then gently pressed a machine on his shoulder.

The golden light around him was extinguished.

On and off the stage, there was a dead silence.

Wang Lu stood on the stage for a while and coughed a few mouthfuls of blood - his injuries were already very heavy and he might fall down at any time - but there was still no one talking, so he had to speak by himself.
Chapter completed!