C615 (1/2)

Lin Sheng embraces the flying star river. A bottle of elixir appears in the white glow in his hand. He opens the bottle and pours several green elixirs into the mouth of the star river.

”Thank you for your help”

Xinghe coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and said to Lin Sheng in the air.

Lin Sheng nodded and glanced at the young man in the blood robe on the opposite side. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Just now, he used only one tenth of his strength in that punch. The opponent's strength can be seen from such a close distance.

”This younger martial brother has good skills, and he admits defeat”

Xinghe bows his fist to the young man in the blood robe, then rolls up the blue steel Hunyuan stick with a roll of Zhenyuan, and flies off the battlefield.

The young man in the blood robe salutes Lin Sheng respectfully. He takes back his blood sickle with no expression and goes to the second position.

”Brother Xinghe lost! Elder martial brother Xinghe has lost

”It's a strong strength. If Uncle Lin hadn't helped me just now, I'm afraid elder martial brother Xinghe would have been killed”

when the audience saw that Xinghe had been defeated, they naturally burst out with shouts of surprise.

Standing under the No.2 battle flag, the young man with blood robes closed his eyes with his hands around his chest. Ye Han and Leng Rushun, the core disciples around him, all looked at the young man with fear

”Yang Yu challenges the second star river of zixiabei successfully!”

Lin SHENGFEI announced above the core platform.

The other two battlefields are also in full swing, but the point is that there is no point in the fighting of these Ningyuan realm disciples or even Lingdong realm disciples on the core battleground.

Just now, the battle between Xuepao youth and Xinghe naturally became the focus of discussion among countless disciples in the lower stage, and the name of Yu was also known by all the disciples of Zixia Tianzong.

Some people even say that Yu is the new king among the new disciples, but Luo Yu has not appeared so far, which naturally causes many people's disappointment.

”Ah, what's the matter? Why didn't senior brother Luoyu show up yet”

”Hey, maybe he was afraid. He and senior brother Yehan decided to fight in the afternoon. Maybe he was afraid to join in, so as not to lose and lose”

”ah If so, elder martial brother Luoyu will be disappointed. I came to see him fight with elder martial brother Ye ”

a thin young disciple sighed.

”Hey, don't talk about you. You ask some people here who don't want to see the decisive battle between elder martial brother Luo and elder martial brother ye, but it's only natural that elder martial brother Luo doesn't dare to participate in the big competition. After all, elder martial brother Ye's powerful Zixia stele has not been one or two years.”

other disciples around also talk about it.

”I'm afraid of your grandmother's legs. Who said we were afraid of brother Yu just now”

a young disciple in white robe with dragon sparrow embroidery came up and yelled angrily.

”Ah, the one who won the summit!”

As soon as they saw the young disciple's clothes, they immediately shut up.

Eight peaks, eight halls and one summit are the most powerful disciples among the disciples of Zixia Tianzong. Of course, eight halls are eight halls such as gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and one summit refers to the summit.

The summit, a new disciple summit built by Luo Yu, is no less powerful than the Bafeng hall in just two years.

”Hum, if you don't know the situation, just shut up. Brother Yu is practicing an advanced martial art and preparing to deal with Ye Han. His grandmother says that brother Yu is afraid, and who has been afraid of for more than two years.”