Chapter 945

Qilinzi put his hands around his chest and glanced at Liu Cheng: "did Tao Tao admit it?"

Liu Cheng paused and smiled, "at least it's better than your old Wang eight eggs who have disappeared for more than ten years."

Qilinzi kept a gentle smile: "younger than you, don't envy me."

Liu Cheng!!

Watch face!

Xiangyumen heard the laughter of the people around him, but his slightly gloomy face showed a smile, with resentment and murderous intention, "the corpse chaser, xiangyumen! According to the Jianghu rules, I can challenge the Xuanmen, life or death. If I win, your seat in the metaphysics Association will belong to me!"

Life and death!

Hearing this, colleagues in the metaphysical world couldn't help frowning.

Few people put forward the struggle between life and death. Once they put forward it, they must fight with their lives.

It will never stop unless one party dies.

The celebrities who watched the show continued to watch with great interest.

Qi Zhi came to Yan Tao's ear slightly and said in a low voice, "sect leader, the magic tool used to drive away the corpse is the soul bell. It was originally used to drive away the corpse. It can attack people's brain and produce hallucinations. They can also drive the corpse. The means are mysterious in the metaphysical sect. We don't deal with him very much. I'm afraid we'll lose money if we get together."

Young master Yan narrowed his eyes, and suddenly the corners of his lips lifted up his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Xiangyumen in the opposite side gave out a gloomy laugh. He came out day and night all year round. His skin was pale and white. He was so thin that his cheekbones stood out. He looked very scary.

"Yellow haired boy, if you don't have the courage to be afraid of death, kowtow to me and kneel down. Maybe I'll just let you go!"

Xiangyumen's words were arrogant. The Xuanmen disciples who listened could not help clenching their fists and glared at him.

"Little master -"

Young master Yan raised her hand. Jun Meiyan was cold in the sun. She smiled and made a bold gesture. "You're not qualified to die in the young master's hands."

The young man stood tall and upright. When he said this, arrogance was written all over his body.

People looked at xiangyumen and the young man: Well, it was better to look at it.

"Then come!"

Xiangyumen snorted coldly and strode onto the high platform.

The area on the high platform is very large, similar to the fighting platform.

In fact, the competition was taken into account when building the platform.

Xiangyumen took down a string of black wind chimes from his waist.

Wind chimes are strung with red ropes. Three small simple bells are hung above. The whole body of the bell is full and engraved with words.

"Let's go!"

Xiangyumen showed a cold and fierce look.

If you can step on the head of Xuanmen, his reputation of driving away corpses will certainly go up to a higher level!

Thinking like this, the blood all over xiangyumen seemed to boil, and the war spirit gradually surged up, but the boy opposite walked down the platform with long legs.

"Who said I wanted to fight you?"

The boy turned his eyes and looked at the Xiangyu gate, motioning Qi Zhi to come down together.

Everyone is confused. What does Yantao want to do?

Does she want her disciples to fight with Xiangyu sect?

When such thoughts came out, people of all metaphysical sects could not help showing contempt: do you want the disciples to be cannon fodder?

Xiangyumen's idea is the same. His goal today is Yantao!

How can not let him escape, is preparing to speak provocatively, the young man under the stage suddenly hooked his lips, stretched out his slender fingers like jade, and snapped his fingers, "irus, give it to me!"

"Yes, little Lord!"