Chapter 1261
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Bracing himself, Su Yiheng slowly jumped onto the cloud platform.
At this time, the person who appeared in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao was a somewhat shy man. His facial features were not as sharp as Ji Zilong's, but they were beautiful. His skin was slightly dark yellow, and there were some small freckles on both sides of his wings.
However, his temperament was very refined, and it was obvious that he was a good-looking man.
The two of them looked at each other and immediately realized that there was no fighting spirit in each other's eyes. Instead, it was more like … thinking about how to deal with this awkward situation.
This battle.
If Zhen Xiaoxiao won, then as the host, the Eastern Temple … would lose too much face. After all, Zhen Xiaoxiao was only in the late stage of the Enlightening Realm, while Su Yiheng was in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. The difference in strength was too great. If he was killed, then the cultivators of the Eastern Temple would not dare to raise their heads in front of the people of the War God Temple.
If Su Yijun won, he would be suspected of bullying the weak. Moreover, four of the Ten Blades had come, and two victories and two defeats … it would not be able to highlight the strength of the Fiendgod's descendants, and it would be detrimental to the four's reputation.
What to do?
Just as Zhen Xiaoxiao and Su Yijun were staring at each other, a huge pressure suddenly fell from the sky!
"What's going on? Could it be that another Peak Late-stage Nascent Soul Realm expert has arrived? "
Seeing the Illusory Cherry Tree on the Rainbow Bridge emitting bursts of colorful light, the disciples of the Eastern Palace immediately screamed in astonishment. Today, all the cultivators gathered in the Wind Cherry Valley were the elites of the Eastern Palace. Naturally, they could clearly distinguish the level of the aura.
"He's here!"
Unlike the disciples who were stunned, Wan Shuirong and Wu Hefeng naturally knew who was behind the clouds when the space was torn apart. They smiled and opened their arms to welcome their old friends.
"Long time no see, senior Drunken World."
At this time, Lian Zi Zhuo also put away his stool, stood up seriously, and stepped into the air step by step.
"Hahahaha, I'm late. I'm not late, am I?"
Following a gust of wind, an old man in ragged clothes appeared behind the clouds. His hair was sparse and his body was disheveled. His clothes were patched up, and it was impossible to see his original appearance.
However, despite his sloppy appearance, his body was releasing a strong aura that could shake one's Dan Sea!
He was one of the Eight Venerables of the present age, the Drunken World Old Beggar who did not have a sect or a mountain gate, and did not even have a fixed residence!
"It's not late, it's not late. It's never late when you come." Although she said it wasn't too late, Wan Shuirong really didn't like the old man's frightening attire. This person … could it be that he obtained the cultivation of the consummate realm by not bathing? He clearly knew that something important was going to happen in the Eastern Hall today, but he still came so late. There were only four rounds of sparring among the disciples, and three and a half rounds had already passed, and he only showed up now!
Oblivious to Wan Zun's complaints, the disciples of the East Palace were filled with respect and astonishment as they watched their two Venerable Ones and Lian Zizhuo lead the old beggar to the Illusory Cherry Tree on the Rainbow Bridge. He could not figure out the reason why Drunken World Beggar was here today.
Legend had it that he was an eccentric and eccentric old man. When he was in a good mood, he would give away all the good things in his possession. When he was in a bad mood, he would also do many absurd and unreasonable things. He had never liked to participate in gatherings, and he especially hated superficial things.
Today, only the four Golden Blademasters were going to cultivate in the East Palace. How could they see the old beggar in such a welcoming ceremony?
After he stood still, Drunken World Old Beggar's gaze quickly swept through the crowd.
The first thing he saw was Zhen Xiaoxiao, who was confronting Su Yijun on the cloud platform …
Lan Lixi, who had been disguised as Drunken World Old Beggar, suddenly had a complicated feeling.
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