A lot of people also felt the same as Su Luo, but taking into consideration of Dongfang Xuanâs tyrannical abuse, no one dare to utter a word of ridicule.
Before Li Yaoyao left, she suddenly stood firm and turned her head. Her gaze separated by a sea of people stopped on Su Luoâs body.
Pleased with herself, she cast Su Luo a provocative glance. Afterwards, she strutted down the fighting stage.
Eldest Senior Brother appearing, he definitely brought many benefits to Li Yaoyao!
Not only for Su Luoâs side, there was also Jade Lakeâs Li familyâs side. With Dongfang Xuan as a supporter, Li Yaoyaoâs position in Jade Lakeâs Li family suddenly returned to her original place as the little princess.
Not mentioning Li Yaoyao who walked down the stage in high spirits, just talking about the people on the stage right now.
A lot of people automatically took a step back and maintained a certain distance from the two sides.
After all, when immortals fight, it would bring disaster to mortals. These two were both kings and the strongest among the younger generation. When the two fire met, the consequences would be how bitter?
Behind Nangong Liuyun, stood Su Luo and Beichen Yingâs group. Zi Yan also stood firmly on Nangong Liuyunâs side.
âZi Yan, come over here.â Dongfang Xuan waved his hand towards Zi Yan.
Although Zi Yan was somewhat afraid in her heart, however, she pretended to be calm on the surface: âEldest Senior Brother, me standing here will be fine.â
Dongfang Xuanâs complexion was puzzled: âCould it be that Eldest Senior Brother didnât treat you well?â
âEldest Senior Brother treats Li Yaoyao the best, Zi Yan doesnât dare to pull oneself so high up.â Zi Yan smiled faintly.
Dongfang Xuanâs complexion became increasingly ugly and only left one ruthless sentence. âNangong Liuyun, you really want to be my enemy?â
The ends of Nangong Liuyunâs phoenix eyes slightly hooked up, in a taunting tone, he said: âIf you were smart enough, now, immediately depart from here.â
Now, Master was not in the mainland, so he didnât know Luo girlâs matter. Wait until he returned and found out Dongfang Xuan wanted to kill Su Luo...Nangong Liuyun could completely imagine the scene at that time.
âPfft.â Dongfang Xuan seemed to have encountered the funniest joke in this lifetime, all at once, he laughed out loud, âFor what reason?â
For what reason did Nangong Liuyunâs face show that he was certain to lose? They hadnât even competed.
Dongfang Xuan simply didnât know Su Luoâs motherâs relationship with Purgatory Cityâs master. So, he completely did not think in that direction.
âJust based on your ignorance and stupidity.â Nangong Liuyun laughed demonically. His laugh was crafty and secretive.
Dongfang Xuan immediately became angry!
Actually dared to curse him as ignorant and stupid.
In an instant, Dongfang Xuanâs wanting-to-vent rage became threatening, in his eyes, he wanted to show off his ability: âYou are courting death!â
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This wind was like strands of silk, a breeze that would give rise to gentle ripples on the water. But it pressured Dongfang Xuan to retreat three steps in a row before he could stand firm.
Dongfang Xuanâs eyes were lit like raging infernos, he coldly stared in the direction of the platform.
In that place, Grandmaster Rong Yun calmly sat in the centermost imperial tutor chair. Both of his eyes was slightly closed, as if he had no interest in the clamor around him.
âConsider that you have worshipped a good master!â Dongfang Xuan lifted up his chin arrogantly and in an ice-cold manner, disdainfully casting Su Luo a glance. Afterwards, he turned around and floated far away.
He got the empty place, he simply did not need to participate in this roundâs fights.
Seeing him leave, a lot of people slowly released a breath in relief. Just now, that daggers drawn atmosphere simply scared everyone until their hearts almost jumped out. Fortunately, Grandmaster Rong Yun stepped in.
Nangong Liuyun patted Su Luoâs head. âWhatâs wrong? Scared silly?â
Su Luo faintly smiled: âArenât you here?â
She had no choice but to admit, Dongfang Xuanâs cultivation was very high, not someone the current Su Luo could deal with. But, who could guarantee in the future that she couldnât personally kill him?