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Chapter 90

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"Is that so?" Yanran thought strangely. Is this the treasure of Sunset Old Friend? Then it must be Wu Xian's?

Martial Celestial Yanran could tell that he was really amazing. To have such a huge city, just a casual sentence from him would be like an imperial edict.

However, the things hidden in the mystic realm were nothing more than some inheritances or his own treasures. His things should have been taken away by a junior with a bit of talent. What was the point of keeping them hidden all the time?

Should he give it to someone who was also Wu Xian?

Yanran did not think that this thing would not be taken away by others. Looking at the number of people below, it must be successful this time!

Didn't they say that ants could kill an elephant?

Perhaps among this group of people, there were still many talented warriors!

If Yanran wasn't unable to use spirit qi, she would have gone there to take a good look. After coming to a different world, if she didn't go to some classic places, then she would really feel that this trip was in vain.

"In that case, Miss Yanran might as well come with me to see the performance of these young people! It will also show the strength of our Sunset City. "

"Uh..." Yanran was stunned when she heard this. Watch others fight? How boring would that be!

But it seemed that Yanran could not refuse! What if Wu Xian was in a bad mood and did not bring good things for Yanran? Yanran had not eaten anything good for a long time.

She did not want to try that Fasting Pill again.

"Okay, let's go and have a look! Remember to take out all the delicious things, okay? "

"Yes!"

Riding on the Little Peacock, Yanran and the others followed Sunset Wu Xian and soon arrived at the place of the competition.

This could only be regarded as one of them!

In the whole city, there were many such places, almost all of them looked the same. A large white platform was arranged on the ground, square. Winning or losing was also very simple. Defeat the opponent in the field or admit defeat. As long as they did not have the ability to fight, they could win.

Seats were placed around the arena, and the seats kept going up, so that people could watch the match in the arena. It felt like the Colosseum in ancient Rome.

This was considered common sense in a normal martial arts competition!

Almost all of them had the same style.

Yanran and the others naturally took the seats. There was no need to make the Peacock smaller, so it floated in the sky. Yanran jumped directly from the sky. Sunset had already vacated the best seat, which must be prepared for every venue. Only Sunset could stay here.

Yan Ran naturally sat in the middle seat, which made many people who were paying attention to her feel incredulous.

There was no other way. Yanran looked at the big seat in the middle, and there was a big long table in front of her. There were many delicious things on the table, such as chicken, fruits, and so on. They looked delicious.

As soon as Yanran sat down, Feng Xueling and the others also sat beside Yanran subconsciously. On the contrary, Sunset, who was the host and Wu Xian, was excluded, which made many people completely confused.

At this time, in the field, two experts at the Martial Spirit Realm were fighting. Dazzling lights burst out in the sky, which made some other low-level warriors watch with interest. Even the experts, whose strength had reached the level of King Wu, did not dare to take it lightly.

However, as soon as Yanran and the others appeared, they immediately became the center of the whole field.

"Damn, who the hell are these people? They don't even give face to Wu Xian. This is Wu Xian! The Setting Sun Martial Immortal! The City Lord of the entire Sunset City! I didn't expect that he couldn't sit in the seat of honor here. Who the hell are these people? "

"Isn't it? The Setting Sun Martial Immortal had been in closed-door training for several hundred years at a time. How could he possibly be someone that we could meet? Normally, being able to catch a glimpse of him would already be a blessing. Never did I expect that he would be so respectful before this group of girls. Did I misjudge him? Or is this person a fake? "

"This is absolutely impossible. Who could impersonate a Martial Immortal? And in Setting Sun City, and in front of so many pairs of eyes? This cannot be faked, it cannot be faked!"

"So, is this scene in front of us real? That's really incredible! "

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