He suddenly spoke, looked at Guo Xu, and shouted in a deep voice.

Such a strange change scared Guo Xu, with deep confusion in his eyes.

He had asked this kid before, but now he told him truthfully, but he didn't know what he was getting angry.

After a while, Bai Lixuan's expression calmed down and he said lightly: "You go."

Guo Xu glanced at the man in a complicated way, and didn't understand why, so he shook his head and walked forward. The seventh round of test obviously could not break through, so he could only walk back and let the will of the Star Lord's ancient tomb move it.

go out.

Just as he was about to disappear in the aisle, Bai Lixuan called him.

"Hey, I would like to advise you, if you cherish your life, don't cause trouble for this person after the injury is healed."

After saying that, Bai Lixuan's eyes flashed with his sperm and he walked forward without looking back.

In any case, even if he is not as strong as the other party, he must see with his own eyes how strong that person is.

At least, you have to see his back.

Otherwise, it would be a little too much failure.

As for Guo Xu, he paused slightly and then disappeared into the aisle. It is unknown whether he had listened to Bai Lixuan's advice.

At the same time, Yang Fan and Qin An also had a result.

"You were no match for me four years ago, but I didn't expect that four years later, it would be so unbearable. Get out, I really have no interest in killing a waste."

Qin An was indifferent, and suddenly, the topic changed, and he said coldly: "But I wasted so much time, I have to leave something, give me a whip, and keep it honestly!"

Bang!

The long whip like a poisonous snake whipped Yang Fan's face ruthlessly.

Yang Fan, who had just gotten up, was pulled out again, hit the wall hard, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Such humiliation is quite miserable.

Yang Fan's aggrievance was imaginable. He looked back at Qin An, and his eyes were as terrifying as if they were evil ghosts in hell.

But Qin An didn't care at all.

You will regret it!

Yang Fan said coldly in his heart, turned around and left.

"What should I keep this kind of waste? Just kill it casually."

As soon as Yang Fan walked away, a man walked into the hall, carrying an ancient sword on his back, and his expression was cold. It was Pei Yue.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Qin An smiled calmly and stepped forward to remove the short sword from the stone pillar. He saw two ancient characters engraved on the scabbard, ice wheel.

The moment the dagger was unsheathed, the cold light of snow flew as cold as the moon.

"Good sword."
Chapter completed!