As they spoke, the competition between Lu Fangyuan and Deng Juebao was getting more and more intense. In fact, several sword wounds appeared on both of them, and blood flowers were blooming in front of them, scattering them.

"I don't know who will win this competition?" someone asked nervously. Although the strength of the pseudo-Sacred Saint is nothing in Dongji City today, Lu Fangyuan and Deng Juebao have worked together for many years and have a deep understanding of each other. It is difficult for anyone to easily defeat each other. Therefore, this competition has become more intense and exciting, making many onlookers feel as if they are there and nervous about it.

When they think about the outcome of this competition, it not only affects the ownership of the fourth elder of the Wuji Chamber of Commerce, but also determines Gu Fenghua's life and death, they become even more nervous.

"The two seem to be similar in age, but Lu Fangyuan is actually much older and has much deeper foundations. Even if they are both pseudo-Heavenly Saints, their real combat power is still better than Deng Juebao. If nothing unexpected happens, the final victory will be him." The knowledgeable old man gently caressed his long beard and said with a gaze like a torch.

Indeed, if you have some extraordinary eyesight, you can see that the two sides of the competition at this time seem to be equal, but Lu Fangyuan is playing steadily, but in fact he has steadily gained the upper hand.

Hearing his words, everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief. No matter who it was, if he had a sense of justice or a sense of pity, he would never bear to see Gu Fenghua die in Duan Qingyun's hands.

But immediately, they noticed that the old man's expression suddenly changed.

Subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the competition stand, their faces also changed.

Three purple holy beads suddenly appeared on Deng Juebao's forehead, and three same purple lights also circled around his body.

The third level of Tiansheng, Deng Juebao's cultivation level is actually the third level of Tiansheng!

Isn’t it said that Wuji Chamber of Commerce attaches more importance to business talents than cultivation qualifications when choosing deacons, and does not have much thought of practicing, so when they reach the ninth level of Xuansheng, they will forcibly be promoted to Tiansheng with secret techniques, that is, the false Tiansheng? But how could Deng Juebao in front of him be at the third level of Tiansheng?

Everyone subconsciously looked at the knowledgeable old man, but they saw that the old man was also confused.

"Lu Fangyuan, didn't expect it. Over the years, I have been hiding my strength and waiting for this day!" Deng Juebao's crazy laughter solved their doubts.

With just one sword, Lu Fangyuan was shocked by him to the edge of the competition platform, and he obviously had not used all his strength to this sword. When he took the next sword, Lu Fangyuan would definitely be defeated, and even his life would be difficult to save.

When most of the people present heard Deng Juebao's words, the hearts of the vast majority of people present were sank. In fact, who wins and loses Lu Fangyuan and Deng Juebao, and whoever belongs to the elders, has nothing to do with them. However, the result of this battle will determine Gu Fenghua's life and death!

Looking at Gu Fenghua's beautiful face, although heroic, it was even more gentle and pity, making people feel pity for themselves. Their eyes were full of sympathy.

Of course, since it is said that it is the vast majority of people, there must be a few people who are different.

"It's true, it's true!" Zhuang Liangdong was so excited that his whole body trembled. Deng Juebao really hid his cultivation. He was actually a strong man in the third grade of Tiansheng. This time, he really hugged the right thigh.
Chapter completed!