"Hei Xiaolong! You little melon!"

Hong Butian was running around the ring, and the three people behind him were fighting and controlling the battlefield to move this way.

He couldn't resist the attacks of flames, ice, sword energy, and the three foundation builders, let alone force them. Even if they were affected by the aftermath, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand them.

Hong Butian ran away in grief and anger, while angrily denounced the culprit.

"Hei Xiaolong, I, Hong Butian, have no grudges against you in the past and now, why do you want to harm me like this!"

"Ha, Brother Butian, are you a child to ask such a question?"

Hei Xiaolong laughed wildly and said: "On the stage, there are all enemies!"

"Hong Butian, be careful yourself!"

Zhao Zhuji had sweat on her forehead and gritted her teeth.

"This kid has some skills. If I move in the opposite direction to you, I will be forced to a disadvantage by him in an instant!"

"Shut up! How can you be distracted during a sparring session!"

Xingyun shouted angrily: "You are disrespecting your opponent!

Damn it, look at me, Immortal in Fire, second degree!"

"There are two more chapters?!"*2

Hei Xiaolong and Zhao Zhuji stared, feeling their pressure suddenly increase.

"This girl is a monster!"

Zhao Zhuji couldn't help but ask Xiang Hei Xiaolong: "Are you sure she has just entered the foundation building stage?"

"Haha, would I tell you that she has only been here for a year?"

Hei Xiaolong rolled his eyes: "How big is this thing? It scares you. If you see something more powerful again, you will be scared to death?"

"You!"

Zhao Zhuji's blood pressure instantly soared, and her offensive tactics changed.

"You forced me! Sword Level Seven, Dragon Killing!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I suspect the name of your move is a personal attack on me!"

Hei Xiaolong gritted his teeth and snorted softly, and the ice under his feet suddenly rose into icicles, leading him straight into the sky. Zhao Zhuji and Xingyun chased him almost indiscriminately, sword after sword colliding on the road, sword energy and sparks.

Floating in the air, it dispersed before it hit the ground.

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"Huh..."

Hong Butian took a deep breath and looked up at the sky: "In this way, is it safe for now?"

"I'm determined to be number one!"

Hei Xiaolong slapped the top of the icicle with his palm, and immediately ice spikes jumped out from the side of the pillar, killing the two girls. He laughed and said: "No one can stop you, just go and compete for second place!"
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"Ha!"

Xingyun and Zhao Zhuji dodged an ice pick, looked at each other, and moved back at the same time. The light of their swords and shadows swept away the ice spike wildly, knocking it down.

"Uh..."

Hong Butian looked at the dense icicles falling from the sky, scratched his head, turned around and ran away.

"Boom boom boom!"

Ice picks hit the ring one after another, and the ice shards shattered, and ice spikes sprouted on the ring. They grew rapidly in the wind and continued to stretch toward the sky, chasing the two people who were constantly climbing.

"Ha, as long as I keep going up, I won't be out of the ring."

Hei Xiaolong laughed and laughed as he watched the icicles carrying him flying upwards. He was all smiles: "Chase, chase, chase with all your strength. When you are tired, I will wait for you to work, hahaha!"

“What a beautiful thought!”

Flames rose in Xingyun's eyes, and he slashed the icicle with his knife. The icicle immediately melted, shattered and steamed.

"You rise so high that you fall miserably!"

Zhao Zhuji snorted, turned the sword over, and slapped the sword with a palm. Under the injection of spiritual power, the sword twisted and changed into another shape.

Hong Butian took a breath, looked up, and saw the sword in Zhao Zhuji's hand transformed into a big hammer.

Hong Butian: "???"

Is it an illusion? When?

"Drink!"

After getting the sledgehammer, Zhao Zhuji's eyes lit up, and his fierce aura suddenly became violent, and he hit the icicle with the hammer!

"Boom!"

"Click, click, click, click"

Under the gaze of everyone, huge cracks continued to extend upward and downward, and the impact caused the entire icicle to shatter and disappear.

The flames melted the ice slag, turning it into rain falling from the sky.

"If this is the case, then I will take it seriously!"

Xingyun glanced at Zhao Zhuji, took out a bead, and pressed it on his ancestral spirit knife. The blade suddenly grew upwards, and the flames flew along, forming a long fire bridge in the sky.

"The Xing family's famous sword is about 4,900 meters long!"

Hei Xiaolong: "???"

"Hey, hey, what are you two doing!"

Hei Xiaolong's eyes widened: "You just open something if you can't beat me? What a scumbag!"

"Ha! You can do it if you have the ability!"

"That's it! Change your appearance and show it to us!"

"Change it for me!"

"Change!"

Hei Xiaolong: "..."

Hong Butian: "..."

"Huh? Is there still a setting for family heirlooms? Isn't this a blatant way to temporarily add settings to yourself?"

Hong Li lowered her eyes and said quietly: "Where is the family heirloom of our Five Colors family? Where did the family heirloom treasure go? Heiyang, please help me add some settings!"

"Uh, how about family genetic setting?"

Hei Yang said weakly.

Hong Li: "???"

"Damn it! I don't care! I want to have what others have! I, Hongli, will never be weaker than others in my life!"

Hong Li jumped off the couch, pulled Hei Yang up, and raised it above her head: "Hei Yang, the second form of the family, activate it!"

"You... put me down..."

"Ha, you can't."

Hongli lifted Heiyang's legs upside down, came to the roof, and stretched his head downward: "Go and get popcorn for Sister Hongli!"

"Grass."

Hei Yang looked at the spinning ground. The earth was above my head and the red glass was under my feet...

"Hongli, you're a bitch here to eat peanuts!"

"I want popcorn, not peanuts!"

Hongli raised her head: "The Black Sun is ready for airdrop, one, two..."

"What the hell..."

Heiyang kicked his legs violently, hooked Hongli's waist downwards, and threw himself toward the ground: "Let's die together!"

"Hey, hey, don't...ahhhh!"

"Pa..."

"...ji"

Jin Xiu: "?"

Jin Xiu looked at the two people who were relaxing on the recliner in the Lingshi screen. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared. Only two recliners were left gently swaying there, and a blanket was half hung by the side of the room, but no one was there.

There was a sound.

It’s like a crime scene full of suspicious doubts in Detective!
To be continued...