"Enough!"

At this moment, the owner of the Huang Pavilion suddenly spoke, and an invisible force was separated by the two.

"Lord Sun's inner strength is really amazing!"

As he said that, he gently pulled Xie Zhuogong, stood with him, and looked at Sun Santu, who was retreating from the staff.

"I dare not take it."

Facing the Huang Pavilion Master, Sun Santu didn't dare to be careless, and tightened his face and shook his head gently: "In terms of cultivation, how can Sun compare to the Huang Pavilion Master?"

"snort!"

The owner of the Huang Pavilion hummed softly.

He glanced at the audience, saw everyone's expressions change, and said, "How about you and I compete and decide the position of the leader?"

"Sun is not talented, he is just thinking."

Sun Santu's face was upright, and he bowed his hand with his fists: "I heard about the name of the owner of Huangguan for a long time, and I am about to understand it today!"

"Owner of Huang Pavilion."

Xie Zhuogong's expression changed and he whispered: "No, you are injured now, and the one named Sun is obviously prepared."

“So what?”

The owner of the Huang Pavilion looked dark, and his eyes swept over the county government, Jiujiang Shuiwu and his guests.

"At present, besides doing the last game, Master Xie thinks we have other choices?"

"this……"

Xie Zhuogong's voice stagnated.

The other party obviously had a plan for this matter. In front of everyone, the owner of Huang's house could not be afraid and not fight, leaving the position of the leader of the league.

"Sect Master Guo."

Off the stage, Guo Fan's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the opposite side.

Qin Changli of the Qin family smiled and nodded slightly at him, and opened his lips and said, "This battle is a disaster."

"How can I see it?"

The method of transmitting the sound into the secret is not complicated, but it requires high cultivation, so Guo Fan can perform it without any hindrance.

He immediately sent a message: "Although Master Huang was injured, he should not be serious. With his cultivation level, he is afraid of winning or losing this battle."

"otherwise."

Qin Changli shook his head: "Sect Master Guo only saw the cultivation level and skills, but forgot that there were other external objects."

"External object?"

Guo Fan's eyes turned and fell on the ghost-headed stick in Sun Santu's hand.

"Yes, it seems that Sect Master Guo has guessed it."

Qin Chang left: "The ghost-headed stick in Sun Santu's hand is different from the past. If I guess correctly, it should be the Five Ghost-Detective Heart Staff that disappeared in Kangzhou thirty years ago!"

The Qin family is dedicated to refining weapons and knows the Qimen weapons that have appeared in nearby prefectures. It is not surprising to recognize the origin of this object.

"Five ghosts confusing heart sticks?"

Guo Fan repeated.

"That's right."

Qin Changli nodded: "This stick contains a secret bell, which can make the heart ring sounds, making the soul turbulent and uncontrollable."

"And the current situation of the Huang Sect Master..."

"Dingling..."

Before he finished speaking, a crisp ringtone rang on the stage.

The ringtone is crisp and pleasant, as if there is a strange force, which makes people feel relaxed and smiled.

wrong!

Guo Fan's eyes shrank, and a sword flashed in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his emotions were suppressed.

He looked up at the stage and his face couldn't help but sank.

He was only affected by the ringtone, and ripples appeared in his heart. The owner of Huang’s house who was facing the front of his head could be imagined.

Today, the owner of Huang’s house was first full of confidence and was in agitation, but was hit hard, and was shocked and angry, and his resentment surged, which was difficult to curb.

Now he is even more infected by ringtones, his face flushed, and he can hardly suppress his internal injuries.

"kill!"

With a low growl, his figure suddenly disappeared from the scene.

Ten directions!

Stepping on all directions, your heart is hidden in the limits.

The moment Sun Santu took action, the palm shadows in the sky had already rolled up a strong wind, covering the entire audience.

Guo Fan’s guess is right. When it comes to internal strength cultivation, Huang Guanzhu is definitely better than his opponent!

But his mood was confusing, which also led to flaws in his palm techniques.

"drink!"

Sun Santu's eyes widened and shouted softly, and the ghost-headed stick came out like an oath dragon, and it hit out with a bang.

The ringtone was even louder.

Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, and shock..., spontaneously rise to my heart.

"Boom..."

The energy exploded, and the hard platform broke completely after just a few breaths.

Countless gravels of force like powerful crossbows splashed everywhere.

The owner of Huang, who was stimulated, did not have room for anything like the previous battles. He was earth-shaking and unreserved when he took action!

Under the pressure of his full force, Sun Santu Zi was unable to stop.

"spread!"

"Quick, make room!"

Fortunately, there were all masters here, so the group hurriedly got up and made room for them, but only a few masters were still there.

"Crazy Wand Technique!"

Sun Santu's face was crazy, but his eyes were clear, and countless shadows of the staff were swept out with ringtones.

The owner of Huang's eyes were filled with anger and raised his palm to hit him, but the breath in his body suddenly became chaotic.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"good!"

Sun Santu was overjoyed.

While you are sick and killing you, his hands are constantly moving, and the ghost-headed stick dances wildly, banging at the opponent one after another.
Chapter completed!