However, the outcome of this battle was different from Yuanqian's prediction.

When Zhongyuan Yidianhong discovered that Huamanlou was only passively defending, he targeted Ying Wuque.

The swordsmanship he learned is a word of danger. Every move he makes will force the opponent into a dangerous situation, and at the same time put himself in a situation where he will be killed if he is not careful at all.

As for Ying Wuque, who has competed so many times, his main purpose is to accumulate experience and find out the strength of all participants. Naturally, there is no need to fight to the death with the other party.

So after a few moves, he withdrew from the center of the square, which was equivalent to voluntarily admitting defeat.

The same goes for Hua Manlou on the other side. He can control Zhongyuan Yidianhong, but his strength is not high enough to crush him, so the process will not be too easy.

In addition, he is not someone who cares too much about victory or defeat, although he is determined to win the spot in this Qianlong Ranking competition.

But that was also for his future plans to improve his voice in the Hua family.

So facing the mad dog-like Zhongyuan Yidianhong, he blocked a few moves and then chose the same way as Ying Wuque to end it.

Then he walked calmly to Hua Yaoyue, but met a pair of cold eyes.

"madness."

After putting down these two words, Hua Yaoyue walked directly towards the seat on the left. Hua Manlou touched her nose indifferently and followed her in a few steps.

Hua Yaoyue's choice was somewhat beyond everyone's expectations, because she didn't even look at the seats behind her and sat directly on the first seat on the left.

Seeing this, Yuan Xian took the initiative and asked: "Is this what the Hua Clan Chief means?"

"I just have a habit of choosing a location with the best view." Hua Yaoyue's voice was smart, ethereal, and unpredictable.

And even if he is sitting in the first seat, he does not look out of place.

Because she is born with a kind of frightening magic power, irresistible magic power, it seems that she will always be high, unattainable, and impossible to look up to!

"What a proud woman." Murong Qiudi, who was sitting at the last seat, chuckled, with a strong sense of envy in her tone.

But the people standing behind her heard the ridicule.

What she should really say was not 'pride', but the two words that Hua Yaoyue had just used on Hua Manlou - stupidity.

"However, Daxuan Jiuzhou is really full of talents. With the background of our Shangyang royal family, we can only barely compete with one of them."

Murong Qiudi noticed several pairs of eyes cast towards her, nodded slightly and said.

"So this is strange.

One of the ten royal families of the Northern Barbarians is enough to compete with a large force, so King Wuwei who firmly blocks it out is equivalent to the total of the ten powerful forces, not counting those small tribes."

Naturally, it was Li Shizhou who raised such a sensitive issue at this time.

Naturally, no one took the initiative to pick up the topic, including Murong Qiudi, who only took a deep look at the other person, then deliberately turned his head to Xie Xiaofeng and cast a gentle gaze on him.

Yuan Xian, who was belatedly realizing it, realized at this moment that Li Shizhou had just run over to them and revealed the intention of those words.

His position has always been his own, not one of the two clear-cut parties like now. He wants to become a third party, or even the key to which side he leans towards and which side can win.

"Clan leader, our situation is different from that of the young Marquis. His choice is not suitable for us."

Yuan Xian was startled by the sound in his ears, and then he turned back to look at Yuan Suiyun. Although the other party couldn't see him, he had been observing the changes in his expression with his mental power.

That’s why I remind you like this in time when I think about it clearly.

"Suiyun, you are very good, but the Yuan family cannot bet everything on your ambition. The patriarch's responsibility is to ensure the family inheritance." This was the first time Yuanxian gave Yuan Suiyun a clear answer.

Yuan Suiyun just smiled bitterly and was not in a hurry to argue or explain anything.

At this time, he had raised his head slightly and looked at the Qinglong Pavilion team that had gathered again.

And the feeling that made him extremely vigilant reappeared again, this time the source was Gong Ziyu.

The other party's bronze mask obscured his expression, but Yuan Suiyun could feel an admiring gaze directed at him.

With Gong Ziyu's strength and status, he was clearly superior to him and Murong Qiudi, so when the other party noticed that feeling, he actually felt a hint of solicitation.

It's just that the current environment is not suitable for him to take the initiative to find Yuan Suiyun, so Gong Ziyu just nodded, and then strode towards the left position.

But as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Xue Yan's message.

"Sir, there is no need to fight for this position."

"Give me a reason."

"Because whoever sits down will die!"

Xue Yan didn't want to remind Gong Ziyu so proactively, but he also had to consider his own safety.

In his original plan, he had never participated in the Qianlong List battle, nor did he expect to meet a new boss like Gong Ziyu who would not reason with you and would forcefully kidnap him away based on his strength.

So he had to speak out at this moment.

At the same time, he also began to think about backup plans in his mind, because he did not have much confidence to persuade Gong Ziyu to give up this opportunity.

But the other party actually stopped and made a gesture of invitation to Zhu Wuyan, who was about to attack.

"This is the first time you've offered me unsolicited advice, so that's good."

And Xue Yan also heard the second half of the other person's unspoken words.

[This is why I take the initiative to give in to Zhu Wuyan, and I will also listen to your first suggestion.]

Xue Yan's mood was a bit complicated, but it only took him a moment to regain his original cold heart, and he also breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhu Wuyan's choice next shocked him.

Because the other party did not compete with Hua Yaoyue for the first seat, and did not even move towards the left position at all.

Its target is the first seat on the right, and everyone has agreed that the seat belongs to Qin Fan!

"How could this happen?" Xue Yan was very puzzled.

Sitting in this position will also mean that he will become the priority target of the ghost market. The usually domineering Buddha is sitting in the fourth seat this time.

How could she Zhu Wuyan?! How dare she Zhu Wuyan?!

"This is her last chance." Gong Ziyu's words made Xue Yan think of a possibility.

"The situation in Qinglong Pavilion is really over."

Gong Ziyu followed Zhu Wuyan with a calm expression and sent a message to Xue Yan:

"The death of a master of the Sumai due to his own willful behavior was a huge blow to his prestige.

Our sect is very realistic, and the burden on you as a pavilion master is also very heavy, and the most important thing is not to make mistakes."

Xue Yan nodded.

But he soon discovered that this was not the problem he should worry about now, because there was a big problem that needed to be solved right now.

After all, letting Zhu Wuyan sit in the first seat on the right is not as good as letting Gong Ziyu stand up and fight for the right to speak.

But Xue Yan realized that he had no way to stop her.

When he looked at Gong Ziyu for help, the voice from the other party was much colder.

"Once, I can think that you are being cautious, but twice, three times, four times. I don't understand why you are so afraid of him, but you have to remember that I don't need a cowardly waste as a subordinate."

Xue Yan couldn't explain this, because only those who have met Qin Fan know that there is no foolproof preparation and it is absolutely impossible to face him directly.

Then he lowered his head helplessly, hoping to shrink into the crowd so that he would not be discovered by Qin Fan.

Then he followed the disciple of Qinglong Pavilion and moved forward slowly, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

I saw Xue Wuxia standing in front of Zhu Wuyan.

As the saying goes, the emperor humiliates his ministers and dies. In a sense, the other party's choice is the biggest provocation to Gui Shi and Qin Fan, so Xue Wuxia couldn't bear it and stood up.

At the same time, she was also aroused by the other party's behavior.

At this moment, blizzards were dancing around it, and hidden under the dots of silver catkins was a bone-chilling murderous intent!

"Take another step and die!"

This was the first time that everyone present heard Xue Wuxia speak, and what they felt was that his tone was cold, ruthless, and terrifying!

Zhu Wuyan raised her eyebrows and said with interest:

"When did Daoyu become a dog in the ghost market?"

"Master, please be careful." In the blink of an eye, Wang Chongyang appeared next to Xue Wuxia, holding the Zhiming Sword made for him by the Ghost Market in his hand.

At the same time, an immeasurable Taoist rhyme radiates from its whole body, and in conjunction with the falling snow in the sky, a mysterious formation that relies on the power of this celestial phenomenon has been formed in an instant!

"I have a period called Tiangang Beidou, and I'm here to ask for advice!"

The moment Wang Chongyang pulled out the Zhiming Sword, he saw the stars in the sky shining brightly. When the sword blade slashed diagonally towards the north, the handle pointed north, it was winter in the world!

At this moment, Xue Wuxia's aura began to rise steadily with the blessing of the formation. After she took a breath, she murmured in her mouth.

"Preface to the Poetry Sword: White Bones Across Thousands of Frost!"

The snow stopped, and the whole world seemed to be frozen. Frost was rapidly forming around the position where Xue Wuxia was standing, and at the same time, a murderous aura of extreme coldness was hidden under the rapidly spreading ice surface!

Gong Ziyu, who was still happy to watch the excitement, immediately stepped forward. The Lord of Spica, Zhai Yan, the Lord of Kangsu, Miao Ruqian, and the Lord of Disu, Yan Wuming, also burst out with the momentum of a great master!

They stood in a row with Zhu Wuyan, who was already waiting, ready to take action together!

But at this moment, a poem trumpet interrupted the battle that was about to break out.
To be continued...