C1739 dry mouth and tongue (1/2)

Right now, it was the best time to kill Nan Xingchen. As long as he could kill Nan Haoran, that would be enough. But that guy's cultivation level was the same as his.

”If that's the case, then I might as well wait here. As long as that fellow Nan Haoran dares to take the initiative and attack me, I will not be lenient.”

By the time Nan Haoran rushed to Nan Xingchen's side, he was already at his last gasp, and his life was at its end. Along the way, there were still scars left behind by him, and too much blood in his body.

”Xingchen, wake up!” Without time to think, he took out the Scarlet Soul Replenishing Pill from the Water God Pearl and helped Yun Che refine it before putting it into his stomach.

At the very least, he would be able to keep his life. After he returned, he would use the Life Continuing Bone Spirit Pill to consume it. Although he could grow an arm, it was impossible for it to explode with such strength.

This meant that he would never be able to use his full strength again.

”Long Yan, what is so heaven defying about this brat? He is clearly only in the realm of First Stage of Divine Martial Spirit. This is simply inconceivable.”

Fortunately, he had managed to survive, and he was still in a coma.

”Hiding his strength, this Long Yan is truly hard to deal with. No matter what, as long as he does not take first place, there is still a chance!”

Nan Haoran carried him, his eyes looking at the very front, his heart trembling, but he was extremely worried. After all, even if Long Yan couldn't get first place, there was still Yi Ruoran.

Similarly, he was also the most competitive with Nan Shengtian.

On Long Yan's side, he had already obtained first place, and a sharp voice had already appeared in his sea of consciousness, ”Congratulations, you have obtained first place.”

Long Yan was extremely excited in his heart, and he was praying for Yi Ruoran, so this second place was equally important.

The person he hated the most was Nan Shengtian, the old thing was so angry that he could explode, but he did not dare to be distracted right now, because after being relaxed for a short period of time, the killing intent in his heart surged, and he wished that he could immediately kill Long Yan.

Long Yan could also sense the situation outside, but at the same time, he closed his eyes, and started to feel the killing aura that he had comprehended, and felt that there was no difference between the killing aura and his own body.

Long Yan had already established himself as the champion, while Nan Shengtian and Yiran were resisting the strong killing intent, and now was the most crucial moment. After an hour, Nan Shengtian's body was trembling extremely violently, and from the looks of it, he could not hold on much longer, after all, at such a young age, under such a strong competition, how could he compare to the young Yi Ruoran?

”It doesn't matter if the Southern Saint is unconvinced or not.”

”Who is it?”

Seeing him like this, Yi Ruoran had even more powerful confidence. As long as he falls now, would be able to successfully enter second place!

”Grandfather, I'm going to die. Take revenge for me!”

”Father, your son died unjustly. Back then, I only slept with Third Mother. As your son, I let you down.”

”Chen'er, Yao`er!”

Nan Yao was his son, and also Nan Xingchen's father. He had committed a heinous crime that year, and it was considered the greatest humiliation for the Nangong Family. He had no choice but to kill his own son with his own hands.

Soon after, all of the faces of his loved ones that he had cruelly killed all appeared before his eyes. Their faces were hideous, and they were bleeding from all seven orifices. They opened their hands and long fingernails, attempting to tear him to shreds.