"Why is this Iron Sword Sect so calm? Could it be that they are determined to eat us? I think it seems that it is not normal in this!"

Murong Ningyue frowned and said, "Originally they wanted to find the place, but they became passive."

Elder He pondered for a moment and said, "Liu Debiao has always been resourceful and scheming. The more I see him smiling so brightly, the more I feel that there is a conspiracy behind him, but I just can't understand it for the time being!"

Yuan Xiaotian was a little worried at this time: "If that really doesn't work, we'd better flash it first. We'll come back after we've found out the truth."

"no!"

Murong Ningyue and Elder He said in unison that if they retreat halfway, they would only defeat the reputation of the Tibetan Sword Sect in vain, and would only make people in the fairy world laugh at the Tibetan Sword Sect, so they would never retreat.

"Now it seems that we can only adapt to the situation when dealing with moves. Let's go back and rest first, and wait until tomorrow to see what the Iron Sword Sect is doing!"

After Murong Ningyue and Yuan Xiaotian returned to their room, they didn't think too much about it and prepared to deal with the next day's competition.

The next morning, Tiejianmen sent someone to invite Murong Ningyue and others to have breakfast. The breakfast was very sumptuous. Elder He was worried that Liu Debiao would poison the food, so he checked it out to let Murong Ningyue and Yuan Xiaotian have a safe meal.

After eating and drinking, everyone came to the martial arts field of Tiejianmen. The martial arts field of Tiejianmen is a huge platform made of pure metal. The platform is as big as two football fields. It shines in the sunshine with a cold light.

There are many small platforms all around this high platform. It seems that the Iron Sword Sect usually encourages disciples to compete with each other for duels, otherwise so many arenas would not have been built.

Liu Debiao appeared in front of everyone at this time and said, "Elder He has two virtuous nephews, I wonder how good I had to rest last night?"

Liu Debiao still looked like a smile, but Murong Ningyue always felt that Liu Debiao's smile seemed very fake and artificial, and a trace of ominous premonition surged into Murong Ningyue's heart.

"Thank you, Master Liu, for your concern. We had a good rest last night. I wonder what the rules of this competition are like today?"

Liu Debiao said with a righteous expression when he heard this: "Since it is a competition between the Tibetan Sword Sect and the Iron Sword Sect, it is natural that we must not hurt the harmony between the two sects. This is what I think the two strongest disciples in our Iron Sword Sect will fight against the two disciples of the noble sect. Does Elder He think this is OK?"

After hearing Liu Debiao's words, a big question mark suddenly emerged in his heart. Logically speaking, Liu Debiao should try his best to find a way to avenge his revenge. The more relaxed the rules of the game, the better, and it is best to be the kind that never stops.

But at this moment, Liu Debiao said something until the end, what is the medicine sold in this gourd?

No matter what the other party thinks, at least it seems that this rule is beneficial to Murong Ningyue and others. Murong Ningyue and Yuan Xiaotian each chose a ring and walked up first.

Liu Debiao murmured a few times to the person behind him. After a while, two people in the Iron Sword Gate walked to the opposite side of Murong Ningyue and Yuan Xiaotian.

Murong Ningyue looked at her opponent. This was a fifth-grade immortal. She was even weaker than Yue Xingheng. Even Yue Xingheng was not his opponent. Wouldn't he be able to lose if he wanted such a person to fight with him?
Chapter completed!