Hong Chang Tian Yu wants to split, hate the channel: "Yun Yang, be a person to stay in the line, see you in the future, and advise you not to deceive too much."

Yun Yang is cold and cold: "Is it too deceptive? I only know that the rules are so. Someone in the cloud asks that there is no way to go beyond the rules. We have put the last one of the Tianyun flag in our hearts."

Hong Changtian yelled angrily: "How do you want to have a relationship with us?"

Yun Yang’s face turned into a stunned voice, and smiled slightly: “Is it a fool to lose the head of the flood? Or is it deliberately stupid? I simply want to understand it. The rule is that we want to continue to challenge and need a five-game victory. Of course we have to fight for five games. You don't want to fight. You can confess to the rest of the two games. We need five wins and continue to challenge!"

Hong Changtian said with a deep sigh: "It is absolutely impossible to admit defeat!"

Yun Yang smiled and said: "If you refuse to admit defeat, then there is nothing to say."

Hong Changtian’s eyes were red, and he turned his head and saw that the disciples under his own door were downcast, and their eyes were full of sorrow. Everyone’s spirits seemed to have disappeared with the successive defeats of the previous three wars. .

Is this still your own disciple? !

This is clearly a group of lost souls and corpses!

The six gods in the weekdays are nothing but adjectives, but at this time, the six gods are the most appropriate one!

Hong Chang’s roots bite and sighed: “The nine defenders continue to fight, who will defeat the disciples of the Nine Houses?”

The disciples were all face to face, and there was no one who had a voice to fight.

"Yue Qingfeng!" Hong Changtian simply called the name.

Yue Qingfeng is the disciple of Cangwumen and the first master of the disciples recognized by Cangwumen.

In the crowd, a handsome young man with a pale face like a paper looked up and said: "The Tianyun flag has already lost... This war, war and no war, what is the significance of winning and winning?"

"Dare to ask the head, what is the significance of this battle?"

Yue Qingfeng's face is the face of tears: "Is it for the honor of this honor? Or is it for the survival of the Tianyun flag? Or, just to block the victory record of the nine prefects?"

Hong Changtian angered: "My generation of military, repairing the road and working hard, can you fight? The other side has already challenged the door. Is it my disciples, even this bloody?"

Yue Qingfeng’s tears on his face swayed and said, “This war is nothing but futile. The disciples would rather become the nine prefectures and let them challenge the higher position! The progress of the Tianyun flag is a long-cherished dream of the disciples; it’s a pity. I haven’t waited for this opportunity for many years."

"Since the nine prefectures have such a strong ambition, the disciples do not want to let other people's dreams fall under my sword."

"My dreams are already difficult, and I hope that later people will get this honor!"

When the voice did not fall, Yue Qingfeng jumped out and stood on the field. The loud voice: "I am the Cangjiemen Yueqing Peak, representing the battle of the disciples of the Cangjiemen!"

Immediately, he stood up straight and said loudly: "I admit defeat!"

Still, the voice has not fallen, but I heard that Yue Qingfeng screamed in the sky: "The disciple's life is a wish, but he is the representative of the disciples of the Cangjie, playing the battle of the disciples, and wants to fight for this position in this place. When I finally stood here, I just said to admit defeat! But in any case, the disciples have to die here once!"

Yue Qingfeng shed tears and whimpered, and the sword in his hand flashed, and his smudged his neck.

With a bang, a good man of Yue Qingfeng rises up in the sky and turns in the air.

The strength of Yue Qingfeng’s sword can be said to have exhausted the power of life. The head of the human head rushed into the air for more than a dozen feet. After a few dozens of interest, it fell, and it fell to the ground for a moment; but it was seen between Baisen’s teeth. Actually bite on the ground!

At this point, the head of the people finally settled, but the situation is so fierce.

Everyone is shocked!

The disciples of the Cangwumen looked at the bodies that stood still in the field. Everyone was a cockroach, and no one was colored!

Huo Yunfeng sighed: "There are such disciples in the Cangjie Gate, but there are no elders who are well-known. Unfortunately, it is a pity."

The light flashed.

Yue Qingfeng died and resurrected, but the head was taken back, but he stood in the field for a long while. With a laugh, he walked to his own brothers and went back to the crowd, still bowing his head. There are tears but they can’t stop flowing.

"Battle!"

Hong Changtian’s anger is like a madness: “The sky is full of doors and doors, and you can’t make the nine thieves easily!”

Gao Danyun sighed: "The battle, the door is more hopeless, we admit defeat, long days, let's go. Don't be embarrassed here! Others can **** the respect from us, we may not be able to get from others Grab it back, it’s nothing to be attached to."

Then he yelled one channel: "The sky is plucked and the battle is gone!"

On the high platform.

Huo Yunfeng said: "The Canggu Gate will lose again in two battles, and the nine prefectures will win in five games!"

He said coldly: "You can leave when the sky is up and down."

Yue Qingfeng suddenly stood up and said loudly: "The disciple wants to watch the battle here and see where the nine ancestors can go. Can the ambassador be allowed?"

Huo Yunfeng coldly said: "After whether or not the war is going on, it is a matter of the Tianyun martial art. You have lost the Tianyun flag, and you are no longer eligible to stay here. What are the qualifications to watch the battle between the cloud masters? !"

He waved his sleeves: "Go away now!"

Hong Changtian bowed his head and greeted the disciples.

Everyone has already gone far, and Yue Qingfeng is still standing in the right place, paying attention to the flat square in front of him, and his eyes are full of reluctance.

"Qingfeng!"

Hong Changtian turned back and sighed.

Yue Qingfeng closed his eyes, and two drops of tears sprinkled the dust. Immediately, he turned and flew away without head back. Passing through their own sects, they did not stop, and they didn’t even look at each other.

......

On the high platform, Huo Yunfeng said: "The flag is winning, the heavens are added, and the nine people are in the house, please go to the top!"

The so-called superior, but the nine people can be boarded the original Cangjie, now empty stand.

Yun Yang raised his hand and said faintly: "Cleaning."

A flash of bright water, as if it should be recruited to the general out of thin air, quickly washed all the seats clean.

"go!"

"Going to our temporary stop is not the place to stay!"

The disciples were very excited in the hearts of the disciples, and they followed the masters to go forward, and they were full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

Shi Wuchen and others looked at the empty platform, and the eyes of the eight brothers were red.

Tianyun flag!

We finally got it!