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"You don't want to fight anymore. No matter who is the most important to the Nangong family, we must know the situation of the deaf children now. If we do lose, then there is nothing to say."

But if the nephew is fine, then we still have a chance. It is too early to say it now. "Nangong Chengye listened to them arguing here, and my heart was very annoyed, and they could not help but interrupt them."

Several elders who had argued heard this and immediately looked at each other, but they were full of dissatisfaction. However, since the owners have already spoken, they dare not say anything more.

And the owner said it was right, they now want to know what happened to Nangong.

If he is fine, it is naturally the best. After all, even if they don't recognize the importance of Nangong Temple, if they can get more than the top three and get the resources to enter the dead zone, it is naturally a joy.

But if Nangong is directly defeated by himself, then nothing makes sense.

The dust on the platform slowly dissipated, but when he saw everything on the ring, everyone widened his eyes and was full of incredible colors.

Because in addition to the potholes everywhere in the ring, and the yellow sword of a giant sword inserted in the ring, there is no one!

"What about people? How did Nangong die?"

"Isn't there any **** that is directly bombarded by his own sword?" Some people doubted.

"No? So terrible?"

"There is nothing wrong with this. You don't want to think about it. Just now, the big sword rain rushed down. If Guan Zhixin didn't have the fairy weapon in hand, he managed to escape the robbery. You thought that Guan Zhixin. Where will the situation go?"

"If this is the case, then the death of this Nangong is too bad. And it was killed by his own sword rain. Is this dead too dignified?"

"This is really no wonder who can, but can only blame himself for having such a strong strength, but he did not consider his own safety, but in the end it hurt himself!"

"Oh! It’s a pity. The strength of Nangong is really too strong. If he doesn't die, then his strength may be the strongest among the top four, and maybe even the first place in this time. It’s all about him.”

"If he doesn't die, maybe there is such a possibility. It's a pity, maybe this is the talent of heaven!" A group of people could not help but sigh.

The battle of Nangong Temple allowed them to open their eyes and let them deeply admire them. Because Nangong, these people who participated in the big ratio are masters of the late Mahayana, but after all, they are too young, but the strength he showed in this big game has been far more than their imagination.

They even think that even some elders of the Nine Majors may not be his opponents. You know, the elders of these nine families are all talented people, and who are not thousands of years old.

Compared with Nangong, they are young people who have not even reached the age of five hundred.

However, the strength of the Nangong Temple, which is less than 500 years old, is even stronger than the thousands of people who are thousands of years old. How can they not admire it?

This is the case in the world of comprehension. For the strong, there is a natural worship!

However, the generation of the strong has ended his life, and even the body is not preserved, it is really sad.

"How could this be? What about children?" The people of the Nangong family were also amazed. They all thought that the nephew might have been seriously injured in the ring.

But now even the personal shadow is not there, only the huge yellow sword is left, which makes them too surprised.

Especially when I heard the following people are talking about it, even saying that Nangong Temple is dead, it makes their faces more ugly.

"Don't you be a child..." an elder said with some sadness.

"No! This is impossible. With the strength of the child, even if you can't resist these sword rains, you won't even have a whole body!" Nangong Chengye's heart is extremely uncomfortable at this time, but he does not believe in Nangong Temple. It was so dead that he could not accept it.

"But the owner, the only thing in the downfall, if he is still alive, we can see it clearly at a glance. Now there is no one in the ring, where can he go? Can he still hide?" said an elder. .

Although everyone is not willing to see such a fact, the downfall is only that big. If Nangong Temple is still alive, it will be seen at a glance.

However, there is nothing left in the ring except for the sword. He seems to have no other possibilities than death.

At this time, Guan Zhixin stood in the air, and he was more clearly seen in the ring, because the whole platform was at his feet. Even in those pits on the platform, he saw it very clearly.

There is really no trace of Nangong in the ring!

"How is this possible? Can he not see the **** that he really died?" Guan Zhixin said without trust.

Although he also thought that Nangong may have lost so, but he never thought that the ending of Nangong Temple would be so bad, even the **** is not left.

Thinking of this possibility, there was a sadness in his heart. Although he won at this time, Nangong is indeed the most admired opponent of him, even if Ji Tian can not compare with him.

The method of Nangong Temple is changeable. With this battle, he feels that his strength has improved a lot. He himself could hardly believe that he had fought with such a strong man until now.

At this moment, he was so dead, and still so tragic, his heart is naturally a little pity.

"Well? Not right?" However, just as he was still sorry for the death of Nangong, he suddenly felt a danger.

However, he carefully looked at everything in the ring ~lightnovelpub.net~ He found that there was nothing worthy of his attention on the ring.

"Look, that's above!" However, at this time, the people in the downfall suddenly shouted loudly in the sky.

Everyone looked down and suddenly saw an incredible scene.

At this moment, Guan Zhixin suddenly felt that the danger was actually from the top of his head, and suddenly looked up and suddenly changed his face.

At this time, his entire head seemed to be a fiery red, just like the whole sky was burning.

What made him even more unexpected was that there was another sword rain in the fire, and this time, the sword rain was a huge red sword.

"Is it his ....." At this moment, he suddenly thought of a person in his mind.

Those who can make such a similar situation, in addition to Nangong, who else. Although I have not seen Nangong Temple at this time, it is certain that Nangong Temple is still alive!

(= one second to remember)