"Today's competition is crucial, wait for me in the room. 『81┡    China┡Ww    W.『81Zw.COM" Tanluo stood up and said.

"No, I will go wherever my wife goes. If you are afraid that I will miss your competition, I can get into the spirit beast bag." Su Ran refused.

"I'm afraid that if you continue to get entangled like this, it will be you who will delay it." Tanluo was stunned when he saw the boy's determination and sighed, "I will find a way to terminate the contract and give you freedom."

"Do you hate me so much?" Su Ran looked sad, and Fengshen's handsome face was filled with pain and melancholy.

If he didn't like Tanluo, why did he agree without hesitation when he saw the little girl excitedly wanting to sign a husband-wife contract with him; if he didn't like Tanluo, why did he obey her in order to please her? If he didn't like Tanluo, why did he have to protect those fellow monks when facing the resentful demons?

Why is it so easy for her to enter her heart? It's so difficult for him to enter the other person's heart. He thought about it day and night, and finally hoped that she would turn into a human form. Why did she refuse to accept herself?

"Tanluo, I will let you change your mind." Su Ran said seriously, the wild and unruly Junyan was determined to win.

Tanluo didn't know which nerve he had touched the sensitive boy again, so he was stunned for a moment when he heard such a sentence.

Su Ran curled up the corners of his lips in an unknown way, smiled evilly, and a blue shadow swam past, spiraling into the bag of the spirit beast.

Around Chen hour, the top of Wuzhu Peak was crowded with people, and the disciples gathered around the off-site notice list to check their swordsmanship opponents. Tan Luo was delayed by Su Ran so well. When she came to the front of the notice list, the crowd faded and had already gone to the competition site.

Tanluo looked for his name on the list and found it. His opponent was Leng Zhao. What? Isn’t Leng Zhao the legendary genius monk with the best physical cultivation and the legendary genius monk? Which bastard decided this and let people live. Is it easy to live these days? He forced people to death everywhere!

Tanluo looked at the sky speechlessly. First, he had a little trick in the alchemy room, and then he had a deliberate embarrassment when he pushed his life. Now it was a duel between genius and waste. What else was next?

She was unwilling to review the list again, but seeing that both sides of the showdown above were equally strong, only she could escape the rules, which was obviously something that someone deliberately did. However, what was going on? Lin Mengjiao's opponent was a female cultivator who was far below her. Tan Luo once again recalled the secret deal between Elder Qinghui and Lin Mengjiao, and his heart was furious, and he regretted that he did not use magic to record the dirty behavior of this pair of dogs and women.

Tanluo resisted the urge to beat these two people up and rushed towards the competition venue at lightning speed.

In the air, a green shirt floated in the wind, and a long head poured down. The long sword was better than the snow, and his figure was like a willow. It seemed like a god was coming to the world, making people dare not look at it.

The disciples looked up and looked up at the blue figure in the sky, as graceful as a terrifying geese and as gentle as a dragon. For a moment, there was a lot of discussion in the arena, and the focus of the discussion was that the fairy who suddenly appeared was so extraordinary and extraordinary, but who knows it!

"Is this fairy here to participate in the competition? Why have you never seen him? Is he a new disciple?"

"I have never seen it before. I look better than the most beautiful woman in Shengtian, why do I have a very good eye?"

"What does it mean to be better is clearly different from the clouds!"

"I want me to say that it is beautiful and delicious."

"Hey, what you said is not the point. In my opinion, you all like Lin Mengjiao. This beauty is not as good as a cheaper one."

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Tanluo fell down. Before she could see the arrangements in the venue clearly, she heard the unscrupulous discussions around her and stared at her with a hot look. What happened today? The male cultivators usually didn't care about her, but now they were surrounded by them, and they were simply as enthusiastic as fire. Oh no, they should be like wolves or tigers.

"What are you all doing? Don't you have to compete?" Tan Luo asked out loud.

"Du Ziteng, how dare you ask about this fairy's name?" A male cultivator asked with a commendable courage.

Suddenly, there were sounds of smacking tongues, sighs, and footsteps pounding. Tanluo looked in confusion, but saw that all the male cultivators showed regret on their faces, and only hated that he missed the opportunity and allowed the boy to take advantage of it.

"What, you say your stomach hurts. This guy is nice, it's not bad." Seeing that the other party was overjoyed, Tanluo continued to say indifferently, "As for me, can't you tell that I am Tanluo?"

"You said you are Tanluo, a tragic disciple Tanluo?" The male cultivator asked with a frown, then looked at the fairy in front of him with an incredible expression, and subconsciously took three steps back.

The sound of the air was so bad, Tanluo was not wrong. She just reported her own name. There was no need to be so shocked by these people. She curled her lips and walked straight through the crowd toward the competition venue.

After registering her name from the judge's elder, Tanluo received her brand, which was the third group of disciples who came to the court. She stood outside the court and saw two disciples on the court. As the bell rang, the noise gradually became quiet. The disciples stood or sat around outside the court, and watched the competition with concentration.

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As a cheer burst out, the disciples in the field had decided the winner and the two sides withdrew from the field through the teleportation array. Immediately afterwards, the second group of disciples came on the field, and the atmosphere became tense again.

Tanluo stood in the crowd, and was stared at by several eyes from time to time, and whispers came to her ears from time to time.

"Such a beautiful fairy is actually Tanluo, the former inconspicuous servile disciple. She can't even use a transformation technique, but now she looks like me."

"What's the use of being good-looking? You don't know that she will compete with the genius monk Leng Zhao next time. Leng Zhao will not show mercy because she looks good."

"Well, who was arranged to show up against Leng Zhao because she offended? Who doesn't know that Leng Zhao is famous for being cold-blooded and ruthless, and has pity my beauty."

"I think you are lustful and lustful. Tanluo is transformed from the charm of wood. No matter how beautiful it is, it is just a ruthless plant."

The talk kept coming, Tanluo was only focused on the sword duel, so he simply closed his hearing and watched the competition intently.

The competition on the field was in full swing, and the showdown was evenly matched, and the outcome was difficult to distinguish. An undetectable flaw was revealed. Sure enough, another disciple seized the opportunity to break through the opponent, with his swordsmanship sharp and coherent, and pressed step by step. Due to previous mistakes, the opponent dodged left and right without any power to fight back at this moment. The flying sword broke through the air and rushed towards the gate. The outcome of the showdown between the two sides was decided.

Tanluo stood up and gently brushed her sleeves. Today she was wearing narrow-sleeved green cloud yarn. The cuffs were tight and small for competition. The skirt was straight to the ankle, neat and capable. The gradient green color was like a stream in the mountains, with green mountains, and the small face and eyes that contrasted with delicate eyebrows and picturesque.

As she stepped towards the teleportation array and entered the competition venue, the onlookers stretched their necks and looked curiously. The strength of this competition was very different, and it was rare to see it in a century, and even more troublesome people took out their eyes to bet.

"I bet with ten fish eyes that Leng Zhao will win."

"What's the point like this? I'll use ten strings as a bet!"

Such a large bet attracted more disciples to watch. You should know that the fish eyes are commonly known as the white Tianyuan Stone, which is the cheapest exchange in the fairy world. Twenty fish eyes are a bunch, and these ten fish eyes are equivalent to their disciple's salary for half a year.

"I will use a string of Zi Tianyuan to bet Tanluo will win."

A cheerful voice suddenly came, and the male cultivators turned around and looked, but they saw Gong Zi Xianjun walking slowly from the crowd, elegant and unruly, with a shallow dimples on his sunny and handsome face. He picked a string of Zi Tianyuan from his wrist and threw it on the ground. The sound of air sucking sounds suddenly turned into a circle. The immortal king of the Tiandi family is indeed generous. The most precious Zi Tianyuan in the fairy world can play as a broken stone. Many monks have never even seen Zi Tianyuan before, and stood beside him and looked at him curiously.

As we all know, the equivalent exchanges in the fairy world range from low to expensive, namely Bai Tianyuan, Blue Sky Yuan, and Zi Tianyuan. A string of Bai Tianyuan is equivalent to a blue sky Yuan, and a string of Blue Sky Yuan is equivalent to a purple sky Yuan. Now, Immortal Gong Zi takes out a string of Zi Tianyuan to bet Tan Luo will win. Isn’t this too much money and nowhere to spend it?

The string of purple sky Yuan was lying alone on the side at this moment. Many monks were so angry that they were rushing to bet. For a moment, the bet was unprecedented and even more eye-catching than the swordsmanship.

As the bells and drums shook the sky and resounded through the clouds, the Shengtian sword art duel officially began. The blue light flashed in the formation, and Leng Zhao stepped into the field through the teleportation array slowly. A cold and solemn aura came to his face. Tan Luo raised his right hand and posed a defensive posture, sighing that Leng Zhao had such a strong momentum.

Adhering to the Tan style of "it would rather lose reputation than lose momentum", Tan Luo released the pressure of the Nascent Soul in a high-profile manner, his fingertips moved slightly, and a colorful axe flashed and colorful appeared in his hand.

The disciples gathered outside the field to watch the competition with breathing and concentration. Seeing that the pressure released by Tanluo was like a mountain of pressure, he couldn't help but look at her side. Unexpectedly, the girl fooled for a long time and actually took out a broken axe. She burst into laughter. Even monk Leng Zhao was waiting for the side, with an undetectable smile on his cold and indifferent face.

"Hey, Tanluo, a disciple of Guiyan Peak, this is a swordsmanship competition. It's not something you want to go up the mountain to chop wood. You brought out a broken axe to tease everyone on purpose."

"That's right, if the junior sister doesn't have a flying sword that matches it, I'll lend you one, brother!"

"Loluo, don't listen to them making excuses. I will always support you. How about you want my "Star" to fly sword?" Gong Zi also mixed in and called out loudly.

Tanluo heard it, so he raised his hand and used the barrier to block the interference outside. Leng Zhao stood beside him and said calmly, but he was puzzled in his heart why Tanluo was not outstanding in ordinary days, so why can't he find out her cultivation level now? Moreover, the huge "hidden breath barrier" consumed extremely spiritual power. He saw that the other party was not tired at all, and his agile eyes were radiant.

While Leng Zhao was looking at Tan Luo, she also paid attention to the other party. Leng Zhao is still in the Golden Elixir Stage Great Perfection, and his cultivation is below him. However, physical cultivation can make up for the shortcomings in spiritual power and magic. His moves are cruel and explosive, so he must not be taken lightly!
Chapter completed!