After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Guan Ziyun and others couldn't help but condense.

It's Zhang Wenjiu!

Zhang Wenjiu, deputy gang leader of the Saint Gang!

Guan Ying said in a voice: "Damn it, it's Zhang Wenjiu!"

A layer of dark cloud was also covered with Guan Ziyun's face.

He whispered: "This round, just admit defeat."

Ning Lan frowned and asked, "Gang Master Guan, is there anything special about this Zhang Wenjiu?"

Guan Ziyun smiled wryly and said, "Zhang Wenjiu is Zhang Xuetong's personal disciple. Senior Zhang Xuetong is Zhang Xuetong's personal disciple."

"Although Zhang Wenjiu is only the deputy leader of the Saint Gang, his force is likely to be above the gang leader Zhang Yi. This person's realm is likely to have surpassed the realm of Moon Watching the Moon a few years ago."

"His force is secondly. The key is that he is simply ruthless. Others attending the sword contest may just think about playing their opponents out of the battle stage and it will end. But Zhang Wenjiu doesn't care about that much. Once he takes action, it will be the strongest killer move."

"At the previous sword contests, the leader of the gang died at his hands."

Ning Lan's eyes flashed.

No wonder Guan Ziyun said he wanted to give in directly.

After advancing on the battlefield, Zhang Wenjiu had no reason to continue taking action.

Ning Lan smiled and said, "I'll fight in this round."

Guan Ziyun immediately said: "Mr. Ning Lan, we should give up directly in this round of battle. There are two rounds of battles in the future. There are no need to fight with Zhang Wenjiu head-on."

He was worried that Ning Lan would not be Zhang Wenjiu's opponent when he went to the game.

Although Guan Yi had described to him the scene of the demise of the Blood Shadow Banner, it was not seen with his own eyes after all.

Therefore, he was not sure how strong Ning Lan's force was.

Ning Lan shook her head and said, "Don't worry, leader Guan."

After saying this, he moved his feet gently and walked towards the Battle Platform No. 3.

On the sword-control platform, countless warriors were looking at the battle platform No. 3 at this time.

Zhang Wenjiu is too famous, so many people pay attention to him.

"The deputy leader of the Saint Gang, Zhang Wenjiu, has gone to fight."

"I don't know which gang his opponent is."

"No matter which gang it is, I'm afraid it's not Zhang Wenjiu's opponent."

"Well, I heard that his realm has surpassed the realm of looking at the moon, and he is chasing Senior Zhang Xuetong."

"Hey, look, Ning Lan is walking towards the No. 3 Battle Platform."

"The third round of battle, is the opponent of the Saint Gang the Yuliu Gang?"

"Ning Lan is so brave! Could it be that the leader of Guan Ziyun's gang did not tell him about Zhang Wenjiu's martial arts realm?"

With the attention of the audience, Ning Lan stepped onto the No. 3 Battle Stage.

Zhang Wenjiu stood there, carrying a black long sword on his back, expressionless and cold in his eyes.

When Ning Lan stood opposite him, a subtle upward curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This person is cold and arrogant.

Looking at the whole world, there are almost no warriors who can be taken seriously by him except for the older generation of strong men.

But he was also interested in Ning Lan.

In recent times, Ning Lan's name has been widely circulated in the Holy Ancestor City. His deeds of destroying the Blood Shadow Banner Robbers Group have also been talked about by countless warriors.

In comparison, he felt that it would be more interesting to be able to kill such a warrior in public on the battlefield.

Under the battlefield.

The leader of the Shengyue Gang frowned and said, "Zhang Yi Gang, Ning Lan is really a little brave! He actually dares to fight against Deputy Gang Leader Zhang Wenjiu."

Some of the gang leaders next to them also showed a somewhat surprised expression on their faces.

Zhang Yi sneered and said, "Believe it or not, after the battle begins, Ning Lan will choose to admit defeat immediately. In my opinion, this person is just a sensationalist."

Hu Qing, the leader of the Shengyue Gang, smiled and said, "It's not that bad, right?"

Zhang Yi waved his hand and said, "Let's wait and see. If he doesn't admit defeat, he will die on the battle stage!"

The gang leaders and deputy gang leaders also whispered a few words.

Perhaps it is that Ning Lan cannot be the opponent of Zhang Wenjiu, the deputy gang of the Saint Gang.

Some people say that Ning Lan will admit defeat directly, while others speculate that Ning Lan can persist in Zhang Wenjiu's hands for a few moves.

Huang Yun, the guardian of Mingtai, said: "Everyone, you can start the battle."

boom!

Most of the thirty-two warriors on the battlefield fought to one place in an instant.

However, Zhang Wenjiu and Ning Lan did not take action immediately.

Zhang Wenjiu looked at Ning Lan and said slowly: "Today, I want to see what skills do you, a tribal warrior who destroyed the Blood Shadow Banner, have."

Ning Lan shook her head and said with a faint smile: "Zhang Wenjiu, you'd better choose to give in. This way, at least it won't be too embarrassed."

Upon hearing this, anger appeared on Zhang Wenjiu's face.

The murderous intent in his eyes became a little stronger.

In this world, no one can despise him!

Even the older generation of strong people must give him enough respect.

This tribal warrior named Ning Lan must die if he dares to despise him so much!

He had decided that even if Ning Lan took the initiative to admit defeat, he would not stop.

Buzz!

Zhang Wenjiu pulled out the black long sword behind him, and the sound of the sword chanting resounded throughout the sword debate platform.

The surging energy was released on his body.

Ning Lan narrowed her eyes slightly.

Sure enough! This person is a warrior in the divine hidden realm! Although he is only a low-level divine hidden realm, he is indeed a top-level powerhouse in this small world.

Zhang Wenjiu thrust the black sword in his hand with force, and a piece of sword energy swept out.

The sword light burst out with terrifying power in the space, which makes people feel heart-pounding.

When the warriors in the battle were under the stage, they subconsciously held their breath when they saw the sword energy released by Zhang Wenjiu.

Even the leaders and deputy leaders of some gangs showed fear.

Huang Yun in the air looked at Zhang Wenjiu and nodded gently.

Zhang Wenjiu is not his disciple, and he has never accepted a disciple. However, Zhang Wenjiu is the most talented martial artist he has ever seen, no doubt about it.

I couldn't help but sigh, that old guy Zhang Xuetong is so lucky.

If Lord Saint Ancestor is still here, he will definitely appreciate Zhang Wenjiu, a young warrior.

Relatively speaking, Zhang Wenjiu is indeed very young.

The sword energy suddenly shook the space on the No. 3 battle platform and swept towards Ning Lan's location.

At the same time, Zhang Wenjiu also let out a low shout: "Die!"

Ning Lan stood there without any movement.

Just watching, a sword energy containing murderous intent swallowed him.

Guan Ziyun kept staring at the No. 3 Battle Station. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

He couldn't help but shout, "Mr. Ning Lan, admit defeat! Lord Guardian, our Yuliu Gang, give up this round of battle!"

Huang Yun looked at Guan Ziyun and frowned and said, "Gang Master Guan, the battle has begun. If you want to admit defeat, you must speak up on the people on the stage."

Guan Ying, Guan Tianfu and others were all so anxious that they stamped their feet.
Chapter completed!