Chapter 949: Guan Xiaoqi played

The ninth and forty-ninth chapter Guan Xiaoqi plays
Seeing Ye Shishui go crazy, many monks gloated.
"Lin Xiu has already lost, do you still have to continue to shoot? Such a humiliation, this is not the work of a big man." Ye Shishui's cold eyes stared at Xiao Fandao, wishing to immediately cancel Xiao Fan's qualification.
"Who are you, do you speak here? The referee didn't announce that I won. I'm still participating in the competition. Is there a problem with the shot?" Xiao Fan still pretended not to know Ye Chengshui at all, his tone was calm Tao.
The gray-robed old man has a black line on his face. If Ye Shishui is not qualified to speak, who else is qualified to speak?
But having said that, Xiao Fan did not violate the rules.
"You!" Ye Shishui was almost furious.
At this moment, Yu Chi Kuangsheng on the side quickly said: "Xiao Fan, do you know who this is next to me?"
"I don't know!" Xiao Fan shook his head very seriously, not at all lying.
"This is the Lord of the Battle Soul Palace! If you dare to talk to Palace Master Ye like this, you are simply committing a crime!" Yuchi shouted violently, quite angrily.
But before Xiao Fan could speak, Yu Chi Kuangsheng said again: "However, since you don't know the Lord of the Palace, those who don't know are not guilty, but the death penalty is unavoidable, and the living sin cannot escape. You can cancel the number of challenges you once, what can you say? "
"Junior confessed his guilt." Xiao Fan's face first showed a look of surprise, and he quickly said, "Junior doesn't know that the Lord of the Lord is here, please forgive me."
Xiao Fan's tone was very calm and he didn't mean to apologize at all.
"Fine." Ye Shishui waved his hand, Yu Guang gave Yuchi Kuangsheng a vicious look, but Yuchi Kuangsheng looked like he hadn't seen anything, pretending to be serious, in fact he wanted to laugh very much in his heart.
Many people who just knew Ye Shishui's identity were all dumbfounded. Was this Xiao Fan actually ignoring the Lord of the Battle Soul Palace?
Oh my god, let the thunder and lightning come down and chop this daredevil.
What they couldn't bear was that Xiao Fan didn't have any shit. Obviously, Yu Chi Kuangsheng was deliberately convicting Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan looked at Yuchi Kuangsheng with gratitude, and said in his heart: "Since Ye Chenshui's identity has been exposed, it's no fun."
"Forty-ninth, who do you want to challenge?" The gray-robed old man's voice continued, and he secretly gave Xiao Fan a cold sweat.
On the forty-ninth, it was a young man wearing a golden shirt. He was originally prepared to challenge Xiao Fan, but when he saw Lin Xiu in the ruins, he finally opened his mouth and said: "I challenge. Forty-three."
"Another smart guy." Xiao Fan smiled faintly, showing satisfaction.
Although he was not afraid of wheel warfare, there were too many mosquitoes and it would make people annoyed. Xiao Fan deliberately came up with this method to break the wheel warfare of these big family monks.
If there is anyone who is not afraid of death, Xiao Fan will definitely not be soft-hearted.
Xiao Fan didn't pay much attention to the battle of these people. His goal was the first highest peak. On the top of that highest peak, Ye Changsheng sat cross-legged, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"Unexpectedly, he can't see his cultivation base. As the second of the eight horses in the holy city, at least it should be in the middle of the war emperor, or even the later period of the war." Xiao Fan's eyes fell on Ye Changsheng.
Ye Changsheng also seemed to feel a fierce gaze, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Xiao Fan's place, his expression unwavering.
Even if Xiao Fan made such a big noise these days, in his eyes, Ye Changsheng was completely unworthy.
When their eyes met, an invisible war intent appeared on both of them. After three breaths, both of them looked back at the same time.
"Ye Changsheng, is a good opponent." Xiao Fan's heart sank slightly. When he turned his gaze back, he accidentally landed on the top of the second peak, where a man in black sat.
For some reason, a sense of crisis arose in Xiao Fan's heart. This feeling was even more dangerous than seeing Ling Tian last time.
If Xiao Fan didn't have an endless battle spirit, and met Ling Tian who possessed the battle spirit of the Skyfire Qilin, it would be unclear who would die, but this black man made him more solemn.
"This person seems to be called Huangfu Tianchen, he should be the Huangfu family of Wuya Palace, but why haven't I heard of him before? With his strength, he should be able to rank into the Eight Horses of the Holy City." Xiao Fan thought in his heart. .
Only then did he realize that it was really not easy to win the first place in this competition.
No. 3 Ye Tianxue, although the coldness was terrible, Xiao Fan could still bear it.
As for the fourth place Chu Yannan, Xiao Fan couldn't see through it for a while.
Although Chu Yannan was third in the Eight Horses of the Holy City, no matter how strong he was, he wouldn't be much stronger than Ling Tian. Xiao Fan was still a little sure about fighting him.
What surprised Xiao Fan was that Su Moxuan was ranked fifth, ahead of Dugu Changfeng No. 6 and Lei Hao No. 7.
Su Mohan's rank eighth is still normal, but Ye Linchen is only ranked ninth, Xiao Fan can't understand it. Judging from the aura of Ye Linchen's body, Ye Linchen's strength is definitely no less than Su Mohan and the others.
Xiao Fan can guarantee that Ye Linchen's strength is definitely not weaker than that of the Holy City Eight Horses. Is it that Ye Linchen is too low-key, or is his status inferior to others?
"It is estimated that Ye Linchen is a concubine, so he missed the Eight Horses of the Holy City." Xiao Fan secretly said in his heart that his opponent was also placed on these nine people.
As for the people behind him, Xiao Fan didn't want to waste time with them. After all, he only had two opportunities.
Of course, if he can win a streak, one chance is enough for him to win the first place, but he also has to have such strength.
Time passed, and soon after a day, it was finally Guan Xiaoqi's turn on the 18th.
"On the seventeenth, choose your opponent, or give up." The gray-robed old man asked again.
Guan Xiaoqi thought for a while, his eyes swept across the mountains in front of him, and finally landed on the sixth peak: "I want to challenge No. 6."
"Number six?"
"This kid looks like Xiao Fan's brother, he is so bold, even the holy city eight horses want to challenge."
"It's all about Xiao Fan. Do you really think he is the same as Xiao Fan?"
The crowd turned their heads and looked around, their eyes all on Guan Xiaoqi and Dugu Changfeng, and many people even mocked them.
Dugu Changfeng's complexion was not very good, as if he had been insulted, coldly watching Guan Xiaoqi step into the air.
"The defeated general, I let you run last time. I really thought I was a bit too weak?" Dugu Changfeng shouted coldly, and the whole body was raging, and the tornadoes roared in the void, like a real wind dragon.
"It turns out that it was only the defeated generals. This round of competition did not allow murder, so I dared to come out and ask for a place." The crowd looked at Guan Xiaoqi with contempt.
"Run? It seems that you ran away." Guan Xiaoqi looked at Dugu Changfeng with a puzzled face, said very seriously, and then he smiled: "By the way, where is your Rock Holy Sword?"