I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Lin Ruowei noticed his murderous intent and cursed him inwardly.

Then he bit his lip and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The light shield suddenly expanded and actually stretched the giant net by about an inch.

She seized this moment of opportunity, and the gold and fire around her body merged into a golden spear, piercing Jian Yue's heart!

This is her most powerful skill.

But Jian Yue was not afraid at all. Instead, he showed a ferocious smile.

"Well done!"

Instead of retreating, he advanced, sweeping his cane across, causing the poison ivy to suddenly turn.

Instead of blocking the spear, he aimed it at Lin Ruowei's neck!

The speed was so fast and the angle was so tricky that it was obvious that he was trying to take her life!

Everyone at the scene held their breath and was stunned by the scene.

"Jian Yue, how dare you!" The elder of Zixiao Jingyuan stood up suddenly and roared.

There were bursts of uproar one after another.

The discussion meeting was over, but Jian Yue actually dared to kill?!

However, Jian Yue was not afraid of the call of their elders at all, and continued to act brutally and unreasonably!

Some people at the scene even covered their eyes and didn't dare to watch any further.

At the critical moment, Mingchuan let out a "Pooh" sound.

"We're all old buddies after all. If I just sit here and watch without doing anything, I'd be a complete jerk."

The moment he finished speaking, the poison ivy wrapped around Lin Ruowei's neck.

boom--!

An ice-blue flame suddenly appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around the poison ivy like a chain!

The flame seemed weak, but it carried a bone-chilling chill.

The moment the poison ivy came into contact with it, it froze and shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the rattan stick in Jian Yue's hand was covered with a layer of white frost!

"Who?!" Jian Yue was frightened by this scene and turned around in anger.

I saw Mingchuan standing at the edge of the stage without knowing when, with a faint icy flame lingering on his fingertips and a cold look in his eyes.

"We are just discussing Dao, why take someone's life?" He spoke, his voice carrying extreme pressure!

It was clear that there was not much difference between the two, and Jian Yue had all kinds of good things on him, but at this moment, he actually felt that Mingchuan in front of him was full of oppression, which made him extremely panicked!

After Lin Ruowei escaped, she staggered backward, her face as pale as paper. She looked at Mingchuan's back, and a sense of familiarity suddenly surged in her heart.

This guy...why does he look so much like Mingchuan?

But he is clearly Cang Ziang from the Qingcheng Imperial Law Sect, how could he...

Lin Ruowei bit her lip, but didn't ask the question in the end. She just bowed weakly to Mingchuan.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Cang, for your help."

"Jian Yue! You've gone too far!" The elder of Zixiao Pure Court was furious. "My Zixiao Pure Court has no grudge against your Jinling Pavilion, yet you dared to do such a cruel thing!"

The elder of Zixiao Jingyuan rushed to the front of the stage in anger, supported Lin Ruowei, and wanted to fight back against Jian Yue.

At this time, the elder of Jinling Pavilion also came onto the stage, smiling and pretending to be a good person.

"Oh, don't be angry. Young people are hot-tempered and it's inevitable that they will lose their sense of proportion when they fight. Isn't it okay?"

"Saint Lin is in critical condition now. You should take her away for treatment first."

The elder of Zixiao Jingyuan was extremely angry, but Lin Ruowei held his hand at this moment and shook her head at him quietly.

"Ruo Wei is inferior to the others in skills. Losing is losing. Elder, let's go down."

"Hmph!" The elder of Zixiao Jingyuan angrily flicked his sleeves, said nothing more, and left with Lin Ruowei.

Jian Yue stared at the ice flame on Mingchuan's fingertips. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but was then replaced by ruthlessness.

He brushed off the frost on the cane and sneered at Mingchuan.

"Cang Ziang, you are quite resourceful. We will have to settle this account sooner or later."

"I'm at your service anytime." Mingchuan responded calmly, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

This guy really came for me, his previous politeness was all fake!!!

The presiding elder quickly tried to smooth things over, "Ahem, these were just emergencies. Now let's continue, continue!"

He was speaking above, and the people below dispersed one after another.

Jian Yue secretly glared at Mingchuan, turned around and walked off the stage, but the hostility around him did not diminish in the slightest.

Just as Mingchuan was about to stroll back to his seat, he found Ye Chuhan coming over to him.

"There's something wrong with Jian Yue. His vine and wood magic is demonic. That poisonous vine just now... looks like it was cultivated by a vengeful spirit."

Mingchuan frowned slightly.

Demonic energy?

He glanced at Ye Chuhan and was startled by this idiot: "Why are you here?"

Wow, this familiar tone gave it away directly.

Ye Chuhan coughed twice and said in a pretentious manner, "Fellow Daoist Cang, I just noticed that the Saint Son of Jinling Pavilion was hostile to you and his actions were rather strange, so I came here specifically to warn you."

Mingchuan: ...

He looked at Ye Chuhan's face and was speechless.

This guy must have recognized him.

It's so fake.

Mingchuan nodded casually: "Okay, thank you very much."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Ye Chuhan subconsciously wanted to follow, but was given a fierce look by Mingchuan out of the corner of his eye. He was so frightened that he froze in place, and suddenly realized what he was doing!

"Oh my god, something almost happened..." He coughed and quickly retracted his steps.

The presiding elder loudly announced on the stage again: "Next match, Ye Chuhan vs. Mu Yaoyao."

Ye Chuhan had no choice but to tidy himself up and go on stage.

And offstage.

When Mingchuan passed by the young man in the golden robe, the young man's voice was heard faintly.

"Young man, that's a good move. But since he's already provoking you on your own territory, why don't you just deal with him directly?"

Mingchuan smiled faintly: "We are just discussing the Dao, why bother to compete?"

After he finished speaking, he sat back in his seat.

The young man in the golden robe stared at him intently for a long time, until the fight on the stage began, and then he turned his attention back.

"The next match is between Ye Chuhan from the Qingfeng Yumen Sect and Mu Yaoyao from the Bu Tian Holy Sect!"

The elder shouted again.

Ye Chuhan walked onto the stage reluctantly, still pondering the glare Mingchuan had just given him, and didn't take the competition seriously at all.

He glanced at Mu Yaoyao opposite him and saw that she was wearing a pink dress. Although her aura was calmer than before, she was still at the peak of the foundation building stage.

He casually waved his hand and said, "Let's get started."

Mu Yaoyao was immediately furious when she saw Ye Chuhan's nonchalant look.

She raised the long sword in her hand, and the phantom of a crane behind her flapped its wings and took off, its cry clear and piercing: "Ye Chuhan, today is different from the past, you have to take it seriously!"

"Wow!" Ye Chuhan shuddered twice and stepped back. "We're old acquaintances. How could we not know everything about the other party? I just think this match is unnecessary...?"

"presumptuous!"

Mu Yaoyao shouted angrily, and the long sword with the shadow of a crane stabbed straight at her.

Ye Chuhan hurriedly dodged to the side, and the wind-edged darts flew out of his sleeves, but were flapped by the crane's wings and missed the target!