Chapter: 1674

Zhou Tianxing smiled slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the peak fighting emperor behind Jiang Feiliu, who was the ninth level of life and death, had appeared in the arena.

"Huh? Is it the peak Douhuang who has entered the ninth level of life and death?"

"Mingjing Sect actually has such inner disciples, can't they be foreign aid?"

"Looking at the young man's appearance, I don't have the impression that he shouldn't be one of the top 100 on the dragon list. He is estimated to be over sixty years old!"

As we all know, the ranking of Baixiao's family will take into account the factors of age and training time. The younger the age and the higher the cultivation level, the higher the ranking will be.

Some old fighting emperors who have been in the ninth level of life and death for hundreds of years are not even qualified to enter the dragon list. This person should be in this category.

"I don't know who Yunqi Sect will send out."

In a corner of the stand, the head of the Xianfeng Sect thought to himself, sitting beside him were two Douzong-level elders, ten three-star to nine-star Douhuang, dozens of Douwang-level disciples, Qin Yao, Ling Yan, Ling Mu and Ling Xiao are also among these dozens of fighting kings.

The corner of Nu Tao's mouth twitched a hint of sarcasm, looked at Ning Qi, and said, "Leave the first battle to your disciple, Ning Zhen Chuan!"

Hearing Nu Tao's words, Feng Zilu, Zong Yin, Xu Zijing, Wu Hu and other deacons and elders cast their eyes on Niu Dazhuang and Ning Qi.

Wu Hu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and smiled wryly in his heart, a one-star fighting emperor like Niu Dazhuang was going to face the peak fighting emperor who had entered the ninth level of life and death?

Isn't this food delivery?

There was a hint of ridicule in Nu Tao's eyes. If Ning Qi really dared to agree, Niu Dazhuang would definitely fail in the first round, and his bet with Ning Qi would naturally win. Although he couldn't kill Ning Qi, he could win first. One of his arms is regarded as interest, and the loss of one arm has a great impact on Ning Qi's combat effectiveness, and he will slowly concoct it in the future.

If Ning Qi dare not agree, then Ning Qi's face will be humiliated, not only will he lose the bet, but he will also be branded as a coward!

"Hey, Ning Zhenchuan? Offended Elder Nutao, let me see how you pass today's test, when you lose 50,000 middle-grade spirit crystals to Jade Pill Sect, you have to keep this account on your head, right?"

Xu Zijing looked at Ning Qi with a smile, and a look of gloating flashed in his eyes.

"Elder Deng, it's better... let me go."

Feng Zilu stood up and said in a low voice.

"No need."

Ning Qi smiled lightly, and then said to Niu Dazhuang: "Da Zhuang, let's go."

"Yes, Master!"

Niu Dazhuang nodded and jumped up. Before Deng Tong and others could react, he had already landed in the fighting arena, facing the peak fighting emperor of the ninth level of Mingjing Sect.

"Yunqi Sect members have come out!"

"Why is it just a one-star fighting emperor?"

"It's strange, is there really no one in Yun Qizong?"

"It seems that in this qualifying competition, Yun Qizong still has to accompany him to the bottom."

Jiang Feiliu looked at Niu Dazhuang, then at Deng Tong, shook his head with a smile, this time defeating Yun Qizong should not be too easy.

"Yun Qizong sent you out?"

Fang Tiandao frowned, looking at Niu Dazhuang, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.