The Senluo Sword Formation can block the audience's sight, but cannot block the sound in the sword formation. The audience held their breath and focused all their attention on the Ascension Platform. They were looking forward to who was still standing on the Ascension Platform after the sword formation disappeared.

However, while everyone was waiting for the result very seriously, strange sounds suddenly came from the Senluo Sword Formation...

"Ah...ah...ah...h...h...h...h...h...h...h...h...h...h..."

"Hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...just look!"

"Ah! You're so fast!"

The audience was confused at first, then looked strange. Many female disciples blushed, while the male disciples showed a silver smile.

"Ahem..."

Yihu coughed a few awkwardly, and the expressions on Fatty Du and Jiang Wujue's faces were equally wonderful.

What is this situation? The good Immortal Ascension Conference turned into a live broadcast of a certain program? It is the kind of scene where two people have finished a whole movie without changing the scene?

Jiang Yunhe thought speechlessly: What is the situation in Han Zheng? Did she bewitched by Yi Qingqing's charming skills?

As everyone was waiting for each other, two hours passed, and strange sounds tortured their ears. Finally, the sound stopped. After about ten minutes, a loud noise suddenly came from the Senluo sword formation, and the sword formation disappeared. The sleepy audience instantly stretched their necks and looked inside as if they were injected with chicken blood.

But the scene that everyone was looking forward to did not appear. Han Zheng and Yi Qingqing were dressed in rags and in a mess, obviously looking like they had just fought.

But if they were fighting just now, what would happen to the strange sound...?

Zhang Daofeng withdrew his neck that had been poked out and said to himself curiously: "This Yi Qingqing's face turned a little red."

"Awesome. If Han Zheng was not from the Rebirth Tower, my brother Meng must make friends with him, hahaha!" Hu Daoming laughed.

Monk Kongyu clasped his hands together and kept chanting Amitabha Buddha.

The flush on Zhuang Xiaoya's face had not yet faded, and her legs were a little weak. She barely supported her body with Chunjun sword, and couldn't help but give Yan Ning a white look. Yan Ning looked at her proudly and lifted her crotch calmly.

Zhuang Xiaoya shouted in her heart: "Stirsty hooligan!"

Yan Ning gave Zhuang Xiaoya a smirk, and then pretended to be Han Zheng's expression again: "Yi Qingqing, the winner is decided, I advise you not to struggle anymore!"

"Han Zheng, although I have lost, don't be happy too early. I will kill you one day!" Zhuang Xiaoya was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She was really angry. The stinky hooligan was so strong that she had done it for two hours...

Oh, blushing!

The audience was confused. What was the situation of these two people? Why are everyone thinking about another thing...

Zhuang Xiaoya looked up and said to Jiang Yunhe, "I won't beat you anymore, I'll give in."

Jiang Yunhe sighed. He must ask him about Han Zheng tonight.

"In this battle, Chen Zhengsheng, Bailian Academy!"

Zhuang Xiaoya snorted coldly, turned around and walked off the stage. A smile appeared on Yan Ning's face. She stepped on the flying sword and returned to the audience. She only said a few words to Huang Yexiong and left the Ascension Conference.

After Zhuang Xiaoya stepped down, she couldn't help laughing. Yan Ning was not dead. This may be the biggest joke God has ever played with her. However, no matter what, when Yan Ning comes back, Zhuang Xiaoya doesn't have to be sad and regret anymore.

Yihu looked strange and looked up at him: "Xiaoya, what did you do in the sword formation?"

"This matter is not convenient to say now." Zhuang Xiaoya didn't know that Yihu had already known the truth, and everyone had heard all the good things she and Yan Ning did in the sword formation just now.

"Ahem, I already know the truth of the matter. These two gangsters have hidden us for so long!" Yihu glared at Fatty Du and Jiang Wujue.

Zhuang Xiaoya came back from the holy land and learned that Yan Ning had died, she was a little depressed and could not be enthusiastic about Fatty Du and Jiang Wujue. Now Yan Ning has been resurrected from the dead. Zhuang Xiaoya is in a good mood. She put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "Okay, you two, you are actually hiding such a big thing from us, which makes me sad for him for so long!"

Fatty Du smiled and said, "Aren't we thinking about the overall situation?"

"Okay, I will take a closer look at your two accounts!" Yihu said, "Xiaoya, what did you do in the sword formation just now?"

Zhuang Xiaoya couldn't help but blush when she thought of the scene just now: "No... nothing, because he deceived us, I will fix him on behalf of everyone..."

"Driving a car at a disagreement," Jiang Wujue said with a wicked smile, "Who is repairing whom?"

"The most stable old man is my eldest brother. Look, Sister Xiaoya is repaired..." Fatty Du smiled so wildly.

Zhuang Xiaoya felt that everyone was talking about it, so she was anxious to explain, but she turned into a quibble. Yihu patted her shoulder and said, "Hehe, you all heard the noise you made just now..."

"ah!"

Zhuang Xiaoya covered her mouth with her hands and couldn't speak immediately. If everyone guessed it, how could she have the attitude to meet people in the future?

"This is called "removing grudges with one shot!" Jiang Wujue said.

Fatty Du smiled: "There is an old saying that goes, there is nothing in this world that can't be solved by one shot. If there is, then two shots!"

"No more talk!" Zhuang Xiaoya was both ashamed and angry, "Let's turn back Yan Ning is back, see how he dealt with you!"

"Yoyo, sister-in-law knows how to find a helper so soon!"

...

Knowing that Zhuang Xiaoya is safe and sound, Yan Ning couldn't help but hum a little song while stepping on the flying sword.

He flew around several hills in Kunlun Mountain and almost sang loudly. When he was a little tired, Yan Ning slowly returned to his residence.

From a distance, there were two people standing outside the residence.

Yan Ning's face was a little wrong, because the people standing there were Jiang Yunhe and Zhang Quan.

It seems that the Immortal Ascension Conference has ended, or Jiang Yunhe handed over the Immortal Ascension Conference to Jiang Qingguang to preside over it. What he is afraid of is that Jiang Yunhe came to Yan Ning's residence and found Zhang Quan tied up.

"Master Han, you are back." Jiang Yunhe said quietly.

"Yeah, I'm back." Yan Ning pretended to be calm and bowed slightly to Zhang Quan: "I've seen the Holy Son."

Zhang Quan's face was a little wrong, but he nodded: "The Lord of Han doesn't have to be too polite."

Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the obedient pill was still a little good. Zhang Quan had probably compromised, and Jiang Yunhe didn't know Yan Ning's true identity.

But even so, Jiang Yunhe couldn't help asking: "Master Han, what's going on with Yi Qingqing who fought with you today?"

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The fourth update tomorrow.
Chapter completed!