Xue Peng attacked and made a contribution in one fell swoop.

However, the two young talents who are also Dazhao have a look of ugly on their faces.

Originally, it was quite embarrassing that they both attacked a Dongzhou native.

But even so, in order to save some spiritual power and win the final leader, they felt that this humiliation was worth it.

But they didn't expect that the leader of them would actually attack, and even attack when they joined forces to attack each other.

"Xue Peng, what are you doing?" One of the two young talents from Dazhao frowned.

The other person touched his forehead, "It's over, now it's completely over."

At this time, the Dongzhou people who were beaten by Xue Peng cursed angrily: "Men Dazhao, I'm so shameless."

"I'll forget it if I attacked two people, but they even attacked them. You are too shameless."

The people from Dongzhou below also cursed angrily: "Mr. Dazhao, you are too shameless. Have you all licked your faces by blind bears?"

When Xue Peng heard this, he just used his little finger to snatch his ears, and then slowly said to the Dazhao man: "I can't see this yet. I'll deal with this person as soon as possible so as not to give the birdman an opportunity to take advantage of it!"

At this time, the feather man beside him was circulating around his body and was about to launch an attack.

Hearing Xue Peng's words, he didn't think about it, and a wind blade covered the three of them.

The three of them scattered all over, and the three of them attacked and rushed to the feather man at the same time.

With just one blow, the feather man was knocked out of the ring by the three of them.

Xue Peng let out a long sigh and said with a smile: "Now, the two mice have finally been cleared."

Among the three, the more impatient cultivator hugged and said, "Xue Kuishou, I'll leave it to you next."

After the words came to an end, the man jumped out of the ring.

He felt that standing on this ring for one more minute will result in an additional shame.

"Brother, go slowly." Xue Peng said quickly.

Another cultivator sighed, "Hey, although we beat the two miscellaneous fish off the ring, our Dazhao's face was also lost."

Xue Peng patted the man on the shoulder and smiled, "When I won the final victory and won the leader, no one cares about these things. They will only remember that when I won the leader."

"And, there are still three cities with gambling funds. Even if it's for this, what's the point of sacrificing reputation?"

"Well, Brother Xue, you have some truths. Qin is so shallow." As he said that, the cultivator surnamed Qin bowed and said, "Next, it's all up to Brother Xue."

"Don't worry, just leave it to me." Xue Peng said with a smile.

In the audience seat below, Tiemuli and Dazhao's envoy smiled and said, "You Dazhao, Xue Peng, are very interesting!"

The envoy of Dazhao smiled, his face also felt awkward, and then said, "Let the Lord of Tiemu City laugh."

The envoy of Yu Mingguo snorted coldly: "It's not just laughing, it's just an eye-opener."

The envoy of Dazhao didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to snort coldly and ignore the envoys of Yu Ming Kingdom.

Xue Peng has just decided on the winner, and the other two sides are coming to an end.

The first young man in Dongzhou, Tietu, had a mace to sweep away thousands of troops, and four feathered men were defeated, and they were seriously injured and fell off the ring.

On the other side, Yu Chen faced four powerful men from Dongzhou, and a strong wind swept through, blowing all four Dongzhou warriors off the arena.

The two of them had the most powerful strength, which attracted everyone's attention.

"Iron map, iron map." The man and woman from Dongzhou shouted loudly.

"Prince Yuchen, Prince Yuchen." The Yuren from Yuming Kingdom shouted Yuchen's name, his eyes filled with fanaticism.

Even Dazhao and some women in Dongzhou had peach blossoms in their eyes.

Yu Chen looks handsome and is also the prince of Yu Ming Kingdom, so he is a good match in the eyes of women.

The crazy woman shouted Yuchen's name.

There were three people in the ring and three people, and everyone shouted either Tietu’s name or Yuchen’s name, but none of them called Xue Peng’s name.

At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded: "Brother Xue."

This sudden sound attracted many people's ideas.

The shouting came from Dazhao's audience, a young man.

This young man is nothing else, but the prince Jiang Xuan of Dazhao.

And beside Jiang Xuan, there was an old man standing.

The old man had a chubby face, no beard, and a faint smile on his face.

Tiemuli looked at the young man and the old man, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

On the ring, Xue Peng stood alone.

His heart is as calm as water, and there is no turmoil.

His eyes were flowing on Tietu and Yuchen's faces.

Tietu and Yuchen are the decision-making geniuses of the younger generation of Dongzhou and Yu Ming Kingdom. As long as you defeat these two people, the younger generation will be invincible.

And he is the number one person in the younger generation in the world.

This battle was for both Da Zhao and himself.

If he becomes famous in one battle, his position in Dazhao will definitely rise.

Xue Peng took a deep breath, and a faint light flowed in his eyes.

The feather dust and the iron map looked at each other from afar.

In the eyes of the two, only each other can be considered opponents.

Although Yu Chen has a good impression of Xue Peng, Xue Peng's cultivation is more than one level worse than him.

Although he hasn't seen each other for several months, he does not think that Xue Peng has the strength to compete with him.

Tietu also looked at Yu Chen and never took Xue Peng into his eyes.

How can this person who stands on the ring by taking advantage of tricks to compare with him?

At this time, the monk who was in charge of the competition spoke: "The second round of competition is over, and we are ready to start the third round of competition."

At this time, the cultivators from Dongzhou and Yuming below shouted.

"Unfair, this is unfair. The Dazhao man did not lose any spiritual power at all. However, the Second Prince of Yuchen fought fiercely with four Dongzhou cultivators, which consumed a lot of spiritual power. He should be restored." Yuren shouted loudly, and the Dongzhou cultivators also shouted, "That is, Tietu also fought with the four Yuren. Although he knocked those useless Yuren down the ring with one stick, he consumed a lot of blood. It should also give Tietu a good rest."

"Who do you think is useless?"

"Just talk about you birdmen."

Seeing that the two sides were about to start arguing, soldiers had already intervened, holding swords and guns to separate the two men.

The monk of the abbot's qualifier looked at Yuchen and Tietu and said, "Do you two need rest?"

Yuchen said slowly: "No need to rest."

Tietu also said lightly: "No."

Xue Peng, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "That, I think I need a rest."

The abbot cultivator directly ignored Xue Peng, and Tietu, who was beside him, glanced at Xue Peng with even more disdain in his eyes.

Yuchen also shook his head and laughed, saying nothing.

The man from Dazhao lowered his head deeply and cursed Xue Peng in his heart: "You haven't even gotten out of the box, and you still have to rest. Are you ashamed?"

The monk of the abbot's great race said slowly at this time: "Since you don't need to rest, then proceed to the third round immediately."

"The third round of competition is very simple. In a stick of incense, anyone who can still stand on the ring is the final winner."

The monk of the abbot waved his hand and a incense was inserted into the incense burner.

At the same time, the three rings began to move.

The three arenas gathered towards each other and finally joined together to form a huge arena.

The intensity of the surrounding ban suddenly increased three times.

Yuchen and Tietu stared at each other, and they only had each other in their eyes.

In the eyes of the two of them, as long as they decide the winner, the winner of the competition will be decided.

Yu Chen's aura began to rise rapidly, and a faint blue cyclone appeared around him.

At the same time, the sky suddenly became gloomy and a powerful and surging force was gathering.

This is, thunder catastrophe?

Everyone looked up at the sky.

Then I saw that the sky, which was dozens of miles in a radius, was covered by dark clouds, and the range of the dark clouds was spreading rapidly.

When the thunder clouds became very thick, the feather dust stopped rising.

On the other hand, the momentum around the Iron Tu also rose very much.
To be continued...