Chapter: 7593

In the eastern part of South Bank, there are many faction branches and many circles.

On this day, everyone who learned about it talked about it.

Among the young disciples of Linghai Sword Sect, they are calm and calm, because almost all the famous disciples know their own strengths, and they don't know how to fight each other. The theater and secret realm are where they show themselves, and they are chaotic, because every day Many people challenged each other and played fiercely.

And the battle for the number one player in the east of the South Bank, this level, has not happened for three years.

Hunshang is about to face another challenge, will he still hold on to his throne?

"elder brother."

"Aren't you not interested in such a battle? Why did you agree?"

The place where Hunshang lived, the woman in red couldn't understand.

Sitting in front of her was a handsome man with an indifferent expression, like a zombie's face, without any emotion.

After hearing the words, he was silent for a few seconds, put down the teacup in his hand, and then said slowly:

"I want to be active."

"No, you didn't pay attention to things like this before. Could it be that you agreed to that Zhang Yumeng when you heard that she was a beautiful woman? Brother, that Zhang Yumeng is indeed pretty, and I don't mind her being my sister-in-law. What do you think?" the woman in red joked.

"Hun Xuan." Hun Shang still had no expression on his face, he asked; "How many years have we been in Jianzong?"

"Seven years."

"It's time to leave." Hunshang looked into the distance, his tone as calm as water.

"You, brother? Are you about to break through?"

Hun Xuan's eyes widened, her expression suddenly became complicated, and she said in a tone of heartache: "Brother, you should also have your own life, you are too tired, we will definitely kill Elder Black Eye, but we don't have to be too tired." Don’t worry, you can wait another ten years.”

Hun Shang closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice, "I can't wait any longer..."

Hun Xuan didn't say anything, just sat on the chair, dazed.

After a while, Hun Shang left and entered the practice room.

In the high-grade alloy training room, roaring sounds continued to be heard.

The terrifying fluctuations are spreading...

Inside Zhang Han's house.

Zhao Feng and Chen Changqing went to practice, and they also familiarized themselves with the environment in the sect.

Only Zhang Han and Yue Wuwei were relatively relaxed, eating and drinking here.

"Wherever you go, you can hear news about you." Zi Yan said with a smile: "Jianzhufeng Zhang Yumeng and Jianhaifeng Hunshang will fight on Zhuyang Mountain three days later. The news spread really fast."

It feels more fierce than the media propaganda.

Linghai Sword Sect, if you say it's big, it's big, and if you say it's small, it's small.

For ordinary disciples, the sect is very big, but for elite disciples, the circle is getting smaller and smaller.

"That Hunshang is at the peak of transforming gods, are you sure?" Zi Yan asked.