"Everyone comes?! All three of them challenge the Fengmen?"

"It's wonderful! Second Master is worthy of being Second Master, I'm not afraid of it!"

"This is the position of the leader of the eight sects! Second Master is so tough!"

Everyone was surprised to hear this decision! Because Mu Jin could have let the three of them fight for another round, only select the strongest one and challenge him, but he didn't!

The cat also looked at Mu Jin.

Jiu Nanxun asked Maomao in a little curious manner, "Sister, why did Mu Jin do this? There is no need..."

Maomao tilted her head, and she looked at Ku Nanxun, "Is it necessary? You will know after the competition."

Jiu Nanxun is still a little puzzled.

Maomao actually said a few more words patiently, "Silly sister, this privilege is exclusive to the top of the eight zodiacs, but the ranking of the eight zodiacs only appears once every twenty years. Now everyone's eyes are on the eight zodiacs, and there are many people who are not convinced, especially the piaomen.

Of course A Jin wants to fight with Song Sifan. As for the Jiu family... Jingmen is unique, Fengmen and Jingmen, if the winner is not decided, some changes may occur after this battle, as for the need...

I want to redefine the door within the eight doors, and naturally I have to challenge A Jin."

Jiu Nanxun nodded thoughtfully, and soon she said, "But... sister, you are the leader of the sect!"

Maomao looked at Kunanxun, stood his index finger on his lips, and made a gesture of silence, "Shh..."

Jiu Nanxun immediately shut up knowingly.

The battle has been paused.

The other sect leaders have fought for several rounds, and the highlight of challenging Mu Jin is scheduled for tomorrow.

Just as everyone was still immersed in the wonderful battles not long ago, Zhao Sanjin walked out, put his hands in his pockets, his chin facing the sky, and stood on the spacious venue, and seemed to have a little bit of enjoying the attention of everyone.

After all, the sect leader's round has just ended, and the battle is still hot.

Zhao Sanjin shouted flamboyantly, "Who was going to challenge me just now? Stop moji, let's just now!"

Jiu Nanxun looked over and looked at the cat again, "Sister..."

"Go and go, play to him to death." The cat waved his hand with a smile.

"Sister, you really have confidence in me." Ku Nanxun said, and then cheered himself up, "Okay! I'm going!"

Zhan Shu was given by her own, so of course she had to face it herself!

Kunanjun also walked out. Although she was unsure when facing the cat, she was not afraid at all when she walked out! She was not even afraid! As a rock singer who had been on a global tour, Kunanjun didn’t know what stage fright means!

When she stood up, she only knew that it was right to do her best!

"Tsk tsk, you're so positive. I wonder if you're still so arrogant when you cry later." Jiu Nanxun held her arms and stood out with a 2.8-meter-old aura.

Maomao dragged his chin to look over, and now he realized that Ku Nanxun's personality... seemed a bit split, and it seemed different at home and outside.

She used to think it was normal. After all, Jiu Nanxun is also an artist and is relatively relaxed at home. This is reasonable, but now I think about it, it seems that something is wrong...

At this moment, Maomao Yu Guang saw Jiang Shaoze standing at the entrance of the hall, which was the closest place to the fighting field. His breath was a little gloomy. The white suit and the hot sun at noon could not conceal the hostility emitted from his bones.

The cat frowned.

On the other side, Zhao Sanjin suddenly felt a cold air rushing up his spine! He couldn't help but tremble! A bad feeling arose in his heart! However, he soon left this feeling behind him!

He laughed a few times, then said, "Cry? Are you teasing me? It is impossible to cry, it is impossible for you to cry in this life, because it is impossible for you to beat me Zhao Sanjin!"

Joke, he is considered a senior in the Eighth Sect, so he doesn't believe that he can still lose to this fledgling yellow-haired girl?!

Zhao Sanjin is extremely confident.

But the onlookers urged them.

"Zhao Sanjin, why are you still rushing? Let's start quickly! The flowers we are waiting for have all faded."

"That's right, it's a mule or a horse. Just take it out and take it for a walk?"

Zhao Sanjin pinched his hands and said, "I'm sure!"

However, Jiu Nanxun suddenly said loudly: "Wait, the surname Zhao, haven't you always said that you are very powerful? Do you believe it or not, I can make you lose with just one move!"

Zhao Sanjin stopped choking, "I'm so arrogant. I think you won't cry until you see the coffin. Since you said that, I'll let you take the move first! I want you to lose with confidence."

Jiu Nanxun laughed, "This is what you said!"

Jiu Nanxun was not humble at all. She immediately made gestures, and a thin silver line suddenly flew out of her hand! The thin line quickly wrapped around Zhao Sanjin's hand!

Zhao Sanjin raised his hand and glanced at it, saying disdainfully: "This is your trick? I'll play this little trick when I was three years old!"

As he said that, Zhao Sanjin calmly used magic to resolve the problem, but when he wanted to cut off the silver thread, he found that he could not even pinch it!
Chapter completed!