When Sang Xiaoman heard this, he didn't laugh as much as usual. He bowed to Chu Cheng with a serious face and then said seriously:

"Xie Chu Lao."

The death of the biological mother has always been a knot in Sang Xiaoman's heart.

Although I didn't kill my enemies myself today, I finally took revenge.

"Old Chu is a good method."

As soon as Sang Xiaoman finished speaking, Sang Wuyin had already jumped onto the platform.

It has to be said that the end of the platform is extremely strong and has withstood such an impact, and at this moment, there are only a few cracks.

It seems that the ancestors of the Sang family set up some kind of formation on this platform.

"I'm laughing."

Chu Cheng bowed his hand, and even when facing Sang Wuyin who was burning in anger, he still looked calm, as if he had just killed not an elder of the Sang Wuyin lineage, but a cat or dog.

"Old Chu just insisted on killing my family. Do you really want to combine the character with me and never stop until death?"

Sang Wuyin said with a cold face.

He failed to save Ma Yu even though he took action himself. This not only caused him to lose one help, but also made him look ashamed.

Although he did not do his best to take action before, he failed in public after all.

"Mr. Wuyin is so serious. But how can we talk about the outcome of a competition be endless?"

Chu Cheng looked at Sang Wuyin with a smile.

Seeing that the nameless old man from the ancestral hall also came over, he turned around and asked again:

"Is there any place in this elder who broke the rules of the Danshu Club in the competition just now?"

The nameless elder looked at Chu Cheng, glanced at Sang Wuyin lightly, then shook his head and said:

"There is no place that goes against the rules, but the eight meridians family can stop killing them in the end."

Chu Cheng smiled and said nothing.

Sang Wuyin snorted coldly, as if he was not satisfied with the answer of the elder of the ancestral hall.

However, the elder of the ancestral hall ignored these two people and began to announce the results of the previous round, just like in the previous round.

"In the last round, the character "Po" had a continuous victory, and the character "Ma Yu" was one side, and the character "Sang Wuyin was one person left."

This passage undoubtedly sprinkled another handful of salt on Sang Wuyin's wound.

"If you don't want to fight, you can decide the outcome of this round."

He then turned his head expressionlessly to look at Sang Wuyin.

"Of course it's a challenge!"

Sang Wuyin almost roared and said, this was a very normal question, but it sounded like a humiliation in his ears.

Feng Lianggong, not far away, suddenly felt a sudden thrill when he saw Sang Wuyin in this image.

He hadn't seen his mentor get so angry for many years. He looked at Chu Cheng, then looked at Sang Xiaoman not far away, and then sighed:

"You ask for blessings."

He was not worried that the situation would reverse, and he didn't even care about the outcome of the Danshu Club.

No one knows Sang Wuyin's plan better than him. In his opinion, defeat at the Danshu Club may be the best ending for Sang Xiaoman's lineage, and at least it can preserve some of the bloodlines of the Tianzi.

At this moment, when Ma Lao died, no one could control the gradually crazy Sang Wuyin, and there was no guarantee that they would not make any crazy actions.

At that time, it is not just the Tian lineage, but the entire Yunjing City may be involved.

This alchemy book club is still going on, purely to satisfy Sang Wuyin's desire to win and lose.

Of course, not everyone wants him to know the inside story so much.

More cultivators were confused by the talismans in Chu City and the sudden reversals of these forms.

After all, no one would have thought that the good situation in Sang Wuyin's side would end up being seriously injured because of Chu Cheng, which was not paid attention to.

Even Sang Wuyin himself must appear early.

So many Sang Wuyin's disciples became silent, and some even thought that they were already starting to make small plans.

Compared to these people, Wen Huazi and the others are much more indifferent.

It’s not because they are all outsiders. On the contrary, whether Sang Wuyin can control the Sang family is closely related to their future interests.

The reason why they are so calm is only because these people do not value the outcome of the Danshu Club so seriously.

If the battle for inheritance between the head of the Sang family can really be solved by the victory or defeat of the Danshu Club, how could Sang Wuyin still use it? It took so many troubles and ceded so many benefits, so please invite them over?

"Have you noticed that Chu Cheng had competed two consecutive games, but his face was not at all strange."

Behind Wen Huazi, a cultivator suddenly felt surprised and strange.

Compared to the outcome of this competition, they were more curious about Chu Cheng himself.

"It is not uncommon for the Sang family to be able to come up with one or two treasures that increase their souls for so many years."

Some people don't think it's thoughtful.

"So, the Tian lineage has indeed been calculated long ago. Chu Cheng, who is inconspicuous but has mastered part of the inheritance of the Sang family, appeared at this time and killed Sang Wuyin and the others off guard."

Listening to the discussion behind him, Xie Xuanchen sighed.

"This is very likely Sang Bulun's plan during his lifetime."

Wen Huazi also nodded.

In their opinion, all this in front of them can only be explained by pressing the dead Sang Bulun’s head.

Especially Wen Huazi, he has had a lot of dealings with Sang Bulun over the years. He admired this person very much, not only foresight and strategy.

"So, Sang Wuyin's round is also dangerous?"

Xie Xuanchen asked curiously.

“It’s hard to say.”

Wen Huazi was taken aback when he came to the game, and he became a little cautious in this game.

"But I'm still more optimistic about Sang Wuyin."

He thought about it and insisted.

"Why is this?"

Xie Xuanchen was puzzled.

"First of all, Chu Cheng fought for two consecutive rounds. Although his face was not obvious, his soul must be damaged, otherwise it would be too unreasonable."

Wen Huazi made a very clear analysis.

"Secondly, these two of them revealed too many of their trump cards. Whether it was the purple-gold spiritual pattern or the combination of talismans in the previous round, Sang Wuyin would never be indifferent, and he would definitely think of a way to restrain himself."

"In the end, he appeared too suddenly. I have never heard of such a person in the Sang family for so many years. He must have taken some shortcut in cultivation and improved his strength in a short time. This practice will undoubtedly be defeated after encountering a real strong man."

I have to say that Wen Huazi's vision is very vicious, and almost every sentence is to the point.

However, he forgot another possibility, that is, this Chu city is not the other Chu city.

Zhang Wuji did not participate in the conversation between Xie Xuanchen and Wen Huazi throughout the whole process. However, after the two of them finished chatting, he suddenly smiled and turned his head to look at Xie Xuanchen:

"Brother Xuanchen, it's time to fulfill the bet from the previous round."

Xie Xuanchen smiled bitterly when he heard this:

"Brother Wuji, but it's okay to say that, as long as I can do it, I will definitely have no choice."

Of course, Zhang Wuji would not be polite to Xie Xuanchen. He immediately came to Xie Xuanchen's ear and whispered in a low voice.

"It's that simple?"

After hearing what Zhang Wuji asked him to do, Xie Xuanchen suddenly looked confused.

"Yes, that's that simple."

Zhang Wuji nodded with a smile.

"Then brother Wuji, I will say goodbye now."

Then Xie Xuanchen smiled and bowed to Zhang Wuji, then bowed to Wen Huazi, and then went downstairs without looking back.
Chapter completed!