Chapter 1903

Hearing the words of the white night, wuzihe came back to his senses.

He calmed down, his face was a little frozen, but he still called out: "the competition is over, the winner, the disciple of the Supreme God's temple, white night!"

The voice came out and the scene was quiet for several minutes.

I don't know how long it took, and a burst of boiling cry came out!

The whole scene has also exploded.

"Did white night win?"

"God, he... He killed Yueyang Shuangjian?"

How can this guy be so tough

People are all amazing, a blank brain.

Those leaders and overlords were even more astonished.

They were also worried that they could not fight the Yueyang twin swords in the daytime, but all of a sudden, the white night seemed to have been blessed by forbidden arts. Suddenly, their power increased dramatically and crushed Yueyang twin swords in an instant.

Do you need to worry about such a powerful method?

Li Po Kun opened his mouth and looked pale.

A dream of long Jun's look is rather gloomy.

It's a good thing that white night can kill the moon and Yang Sword, but... The strength shown by the white night seems to be too much.

In this case, can their cards still fight??

"It seems that the strength has been preserved before the white night! We all look down upon this man. " Take day old woman hoarse say.

"Yes, and the power he used just now is amazing! In front of this force, even if we seal his spirit, it seems a little insignificant! " Insight is the main voice.

"If the spirit of the present is sealed, how can the spirit of the other days be sealed off? If he has any other power, can he release that power perfectly with a heavenly spirit? " Asked the soul sharp sword.

No one can answer.

But it was a dream. Long Jun said in a condensed voice: "maybe... The spirit he left behind is not ordinary!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone changed slightly.

Indeed, white night proposed to let him choose which Heaven soul to leave, which can already explain the problem.

However, people did not think that way.

Now it seems that the fighting power of the white night is not limited to the soul of heaven!

It's not as easy to defeat this person unless you seal all his spirits.

The double swords of Yueyang were defeated, and the temple of God was cheering.

The disciples called out the name of the white night, one by one excited, their faces brimming with joy.

The elders stroked their beards and laughed, and their faces were full of appreciation.

As for Wang yuanyan and others, their faces are gloomy, which is in sharp contrast to the extremely excited expressions around them.

"Hall master, these potential clans will send their cards in the next game. Please change the white night immediately and let him have a rest." At this time, Zhang Shenwu seemed to think of something, and he rushed to the main body of Shentian hall to hold fist.

The Lord of the temple of God also nodded slightly, and the man called out to the white night on the challenge arena: "white night, if you are tired, please step down. As for the agreement with you, the temple master will fulfill the promise, you can rest assured."

Hearing this, the white night was immediately relieved.

It seems that the temple master is not aware of his surging power.

However, the divine power had been urged, and the state of the white night was still excellent. He immediately shook his head and said, "don't worry about the temple master. There can be another battle in the white night. The husband can't go back to his words. Since it's a promise, it's natural to do it!" As soon as his voice fell, he looked at people like Po Kun at night and said, "gentlemen, who else do you want to challenge?"

As soon as these words fell, all the disciples of waizong were pale and did not dare to look directly at the people in the challenge arena.

Although the people in the temple of God were worried, they could not say anything because of the momentum of the white night.

The leaders of several powerful clans also exchanged eyes frequently.

In the end, everyone nodded silently, as if they had reached some consensus.

"Xuhe, it's your turn!"

Just listen to the old woman of the day side head toward behind the disciple group to shout.

In an instant, the disciples let go.

Then a young man in a brown robe stepped out of the crowd.

With a wooden sword on his waist, he looks very free and easy, and his breath is profound.

However, seeing this man, all the elders on the seat, such as Wen Xiaoxuan, stood up from the chair, looking like a ghost.

"What?"

"What's the matter? When did Xu he Shangjun become a member of Qixia palace Ink purple rhyme is also called out.

"Xu He Shang Jun?"

"Elder, do you think that man is Xuhe Shangjun?"

"What's this... What's going on?"

"Are you mistaken?"The disciples in the temple of supreme god were also in a state of uproar.

All the people lost their voice, one by one staring at the people who came out.

See gradually some chaos scene, white night's face reveals a trace of confusion.

He has never heard of Xu He Shang Jun, but he can shock many elders. I'm afraid that Xu he Shangjun is not a simple character...

"what do you mean?"

Zhang Shenwu suddenly got up and looked coldly at the old lady and others: "Xu he Shangjun is a great master. He has been famous for a long time. How can these disciples compare with him? How can you make him stand up and challenge

"Did we break the rules?" Li Po Kun asked lightly.

Zhang Shenwu's eyes congealed.

"Xuhe Shangjun is indeed a great master with great strength. However, he is a monk, and he didn't belong to any power before. Moreover, he has already joined our Qixia palace and regarded me as a teacher. Now he is a disciple of Qixia palace! What's wrong with me asking my disciples to challenge me now? " Take day old woman calm way.

This speech fell to the ground, and the temple of God was speechless for a moment...

all the people laughed and their eyes were full of pride.

Take day old woman side head and smile: "empty crane, go up!"

With that, all the eyes around him looked at the man.

Everyone's eyes are different.

However, the man just stood in the same place, looking at the people in the arena.

For a long time, he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, my Lord, this game... I'm not going to play!"

As soon as the words fell, the scene was silent.

Take the day old woman and others directly open their mouth, once thought that they heard wrong.

"What do you say?"

Take a few steps to the old woman, eager to ask: "you... You don't go up? Why? At this juncture, how can you not

However, I would rather die than give up my opponent

A faint voice was heard everywhere.

The whole stadium was silent for a moment.

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