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Chapter 3283

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Mu Yan sighs, "Ye Liangchen isn't very good at talent related to the He Yu List, so his points aren't high. There's still a lot of room for improvement. But you guys can't even get first place in the He Yu List. This is enough to prove that the Dark Moon Palace isn't qualified to have a 6 Star List. Isn't that right? "

"Nonsense!!"

"Damn it, I think this list is fake, right?"

"Yeah, what Ye Liangchen, I've never heard of him. If you have the ability, send someone to compete with us in puppetry. If the Dark Moon Palace loses, we'll leave on the spot! "

Mu Yan bites off the last bit of the fruit and throws the core into the trash can.

Then she claps her hands and stands up, a faint smile on her face, "I was waiting for you to say that."

"Xiao Qi, let these frogs at the bottom of the well see what a real puppeteer is!"

Luo Yu, who is squatting beside the chair, cleans his hands and slowly stands up.

The youngster has fair skin and delicate features. When he smiles, there are two shallow dimples on his cheeks.

His entire person carried a kind of clear and pure youthful aura that made people feel carefree and happy.

But a clean youngster also represents weakness.

Beitang Yi frowns and says unhappily, "Lord Jun, are you joking? Do you think that a kid who hasn't even grown his hair can beat us in puppetry? "

Whether it's appearance or age, Luo Yu isn't even 20 years old.

He isn't like Mu Yan who has already formed his Immortal Bone. Normal people can't use their divine sense to check the age of their bones.

That's why Beitang Yi thinks that Mu Yan is playing with them.

"Tsk, this little brother won't cry when it hurts, right?"

"Hahaha … Senior Yi doesn't even need to do anything for this kind of rookie. We can control a puppet and beat him until he begs for mercy."

The Dark Moon Palace disciples laugh.

The Ten Thousand Swords Village disciples are gloating and fanning the flames.

"Senior Beitang, you should understand now, right? These Xiao Yao Sect people are so arrogant and sinister. "

"If you send out such an ignorant kid, even if you lose in the end, others will only say that you are bullying the weak."

A disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Village, who had a short beard and looked to be twice the age of Beitang Yi, flatteringly called Beitang Yi senior brother, "If we don't teach them a lesson, they will think that the reputation of the Profound Yin Palace is something that they, this shabby little city, can casually trample on!"

Another member of the Ten Thousand Swords Manor looked at Mu Yan wretchedly and echoed, "That woman looks young and her cultivation is not high. Who knows how she got the position of City Lord? How can such a shameless slut be worthy of possessing a treasure like the Six Stars Pagoda? "

"Haha, if Senior Brother Beitang is really interested in her, you can bring her back as a concubine to play with."

Beitang Yi glared at the people from Myriad Swords Sect, "Don't talk nonsense!"

However, he did not say anything else. Instead, he stared coldly at Luo Yu and said, "Brat, you'd better go down quickly! Get someone with real ability to come up. "

Luo Yu stretched her body and said slowly, "As for me, I'm indeed the weakest in the Xiao Yao Sect. If you want to get someone with more ability to fight, that's not a problem. But you still have to get rid of me, the weakest one, right? You can't even win against me, yet you still want to challenge my senior brother and sister. Haha, where's your face? "

"You –!" Beitang Yi flew into a rage.

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