Chapter One Thousand and Fifty: Late Arrival

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Thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed across the sky.

In the black clouds, there seemed to be thousands of thunder snakes galloping. The terrifying lightning lights became brighter and brighter, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

"Where is Night Shadow!"

Countless people looked forward to it, waiting for the arrival of Ye Ying.

In the attic in the distance. Feng Tian, ​​who was wearing the Demon God Armor, also stared at the floating island.

By his side, Elder Suman was not there, and there were only some remaining elders.

There is also the Dark Priestess who hasn't appeared for a long time.

"It's not because I dare not come!"

The Dark Priestess said calmly.

Ever since she had a problem guarding Ming Qi Palace last time, she has been facing the wall and thinking about her mistakes.

Today, she finally came out again.

Young Master Feng Tian didn't speak, still waiting quietly.

On the floating island, Su Dong also waited calmly, his eyes looking into the distance!

One stick of incense, the time for two sticks of incense has passed. Lu Fan still didn't show up.

At this time, among the crowd, discussions began to sound.

"What's going on today. Ye Ying didn't arrive, neither did the Three Saints, and almost all the kings didn't arrive!"

"Could it be that I misremembered the time? Today is obviously the last match? Su Dong is here."

"What's the situation? Is it Yeying who has announced his withdrawal from the competition, and we don't know!"

"Is Ye Ying so greedy for life and afraid of death? As a warrior, he didn't fight for glory, and chose to retire at the last moment. I really look down on him!"

"Where is Yeying? Even if you want to retire, at least show up and explain why!"

"Night shadows come out!"

. . . . . .

Maybe it's the weather, maybe it's the waiting time.

Everyone started shouting excitedly.

Some people even began to abuse Lu Fan. Anyone who waited so long in the heavy rain and didn't see anything would be angry.

On the floating island, Su Dong's eyes turned cold little by little, and he murmured: "Yeying, you really dare not come, right? You bastard!"

In the attic, Mr. Feng Tian was obviously very impatient waiting.

With a cold look on his face, he got up and said: "It's boring. It's very boring. It's just at this last moment that I'm disappointed. Sure enough, I shouldn't think highly of these hypocritical people. They have never been bloodless!"

Raising his hand, Mr. Fengtian was ready to give an order.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Sovereign, there is a woman asking to see her. She seems to have brought some special news."

Young Master Fengtian turned his head and said: "What news? Let her in."

Immediately, a woman moved lightly with lotus steps and stopped ten steps away from Feng Tian.

With a veil on her face, she is graceful and graceful. Who is it if it's not Wu Kongling?

Feng Tiandao: "Do you have any news to tell me? Let me tell you, if the news you said makes me feel boring. You will die in an ugly way today!"

Wu Kongling bowed his head respectfully, and said, "To the suzerain. What I brought today is news about Lu Fan!"

Feng Tian said with a sullen expression: "You're talking about that trash who can't even get into the top four? I'm not interested in listening to him!"

Wu Kongling said loudly, "That man is not Lu Fan! His name is Jia Ming, and he is an imposter of the real Lu Fan."

Young Master Feng Tian raised his eyebrows and said, "Really? Then are you going to tell me where the real Lu Fan is?"

Wu Kongling nodded and said, "Yes. Please ask suzerain Ning Nai for a moment, he will be here soon."

Young Master Fengtian's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

Suddenly, Young Master Fengtian laughed.

Slowly, he sat back down again.

"Interesting, this is starting to be interesting. What's your name and what is your identity now?"

Wukongling said: "Wukongling, deputy head of the fifteenth hall!"

Young Master Fengtian nodded and said: "If what you said is true, I will let you be the hall master, and let you return to the sect to improve your strength. Come, give her a seat!"

After finishing speaking, Young Master Feng Tian looked down with a smile on his face, and said softly: "I'll wait for you for a while!"

Ten breaths, one hundred breaths.

After another thunderbolt flashed, suddenly there was a figure in the sky.

White robes, black epee.

Behind her, Yun Lan's cloak fluttered, and the black dragon was unparalleled under her feet.

"It's Ye Ying, Ye Ying is here!"

Everyone shouted loudly, and the original complaints and abuse completely turned into cheers at this moment.

Su Dong's eyes lit up, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised a smile.

Great, it's finally here!

Young Master Fengtian applauded lightly.

"Good job, very good job! Sure enough, he is a courageous person."

Laughing loudly, Young Master Feng Tian waved his hands slightly to the back and said: "You all go, everything is going according to plan. Wait for my final order!"

"yes!"

Bowing to salute, all the demon cultivators retreated with bursts of laughter. Their laughter was harsh and unpleasant, and countless whirlwinds hung from the black shadows.

At this time, no one noticed.

In the ground, huge tentacles began to swim. Although it was very slow, the ground had already made some depressions.

"Huh!"

Everywhere in Qingtian Kingdom, people saw the changes on the ground.

It's just that they haven't understood what's going on, and they are quickly attracted by the light curtain in the sky.

Because Lu Fan had already landed on the floating island at this time.

With a bang, Xiao Hei and Lu Fan landed on the floating island.

Just this one action made the floating island full of broken lines, and the dragon turtle in the center of the floating island retracted its neck.

"I thought you wouldn't come!"

Su Dong looked at Lu Fan coldly, and his body began to surge with power.

Xiao Hei under Lu Fan turned into a ray of light and entered his body.

With Wufeng's epee raised in front of him, Lu Fan said: "Everything must be done from the beginning to the end. Since you have come to participate in the Wanfang Nations Competition, there is no reason not to finish it. Besides, this battle between you and me is something you have been looking forward to for a long time. Although I don't quite understand why."

Su Dong replied: "Because you caused me to lose my life, you caused me to become what I am now, and you caused me to have this kind of power!"

With a light wave of Su Dong's palm, a palm print immediately appeared on Lu Fan's chest.

As soon as you say it, you do it. Su Dong really doesn't follow any rules.

Lu Fan remained motionless, and wiped off the palm prints on his body casually.

He could feel that Su Dong's palm was using the Dao of Destiny, and the tyrannical force tried to kill him in an instant.

It's a pity that this trick is useful to others.

For Lu Fan, who possesses the Way of Life, it is not particularly useful.

At the beginning, the Immortal Saint was relying on the Dao of Life to compete with the Dao of Destiny of Martial Saint Shenxiao. Although Lu Fan doesn't have the level of the Immortal Saint, Su Dong definitely doesn't have the level of the Godly Martial Saint, does he?

Su Dong's pupils shrank for a while, and he took her move so easily?

Lu Fan raised the Wufeng epee and pointed the sword point at Su Dong.

"The way of destiny, life is passing, I understand. But if you think that this is all because of me, then you are wrong!"