Valkyrie Destruction System

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"Okay, Xie Yan, I will tell you directly, this trash surnamed Yue just scolded me, I want his life, what do you say?" Qin Ying buttoned his ears and said leisurely. .

Most of the masters of the Soul King level will call themselves King in front of outsiders.

"Then Benjun will tell you clearly, this is the arena competition, it is their own competition in their group, you and I as outsiders, it is better not to interfere!" Xie Yan shook his head and said seriously.

"Joke, since it's an arena competition, you should act according to the rules. I don't remember that the rule of this bronze medal blood battlefield is two people fight one person!" Qin Ying sneered.

"This……"

Xie Yan was at a loss for words, and calmly looked at Yue Peng who was pale beside his eyes, and secretly cursed him for not being able to do things, and did all this to add unnecessary trouble to him.

"I have seen two soul masters!"

At this time, Deacon Shen on the side finally reacted, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute them respectfully.

The Kingdom Soul King in Tianlin is very rare, and the total number of Soul Kings in the entire kingdom adds up to dissatisfaction with their hands, and most of them are some old immortals who do not go out all year round.

Therefore, when the older generation of strong players do not often show up, the soul-lord-level master is the top backbone in the current kingdom. The strength or weakness of a power often depends on how many soul-lord-level masters it can possess.

"Deacon Shen, the arena competitions have become like this. You Shenbao Pavilion didn't even have an explanation. It's hard to say!" Qin Ying put his arms around his chest and curled his lips.

"Hehe, what happened here, it is indeed that my Shenbao Pavilion did not do things properly, and the old man is here to accompany you!"

At this moment, the huge glass above the high platform once again shined brightly, and an old man with a childlike face fell from the sky and landed firmly on the platform.

This old man has a fat body, a red face, full of energy, and there is a lot of fine light between the opening and closing of his eyes, and his breath is deep and long.

"Elder Wu Xuan, why are you? Back then, I hadn't seen you in Yancheng for five years!"

Qin Ying looked at the people who came, his eyes flashed with excitement, and quickly stepped forward to bow to the old man!

"Yeah, the old did not expect that the boy who was accidentally saved five years ago has now become the soul lord of the famous kingdom. Sometimes I think it is really good fortune!"

Wu Xuan smiled and stroked his beard, nodded and accepted Qin Ying's salute calmly.

After bending over to give the gift, Qin Ying said hesitantly, "Elder Wu...Although you are here today, the younger generation still has something to say... I hope Elder Wu will forgive me..."

Wu Xuan waved his hand and smiled: "Qin Ying, you don't have to say much, the old people know it. Now that something has happened, my Shenbao Pavilion must make a statement!"

"Young man, come here!"

Wu Xuan looked at Su Fan who was standing silent for a long time with a smile.

Feeling that Wu Xuan's breath seemed stronger than Qin Ying's, Su Fan walked forward silently although he was a little reluctant.

"Yes, yes, calm and calm, without emotions and anger, and not the slightest timid when facing me, boy, you are one of the few young people I have seen for so many years who have the opportunity to become a strong one!"

Wu Xuan looked at Su Fan who came up silently, his eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded approvingly with a smile.

In fact, he was wrong. Su Fan didn't feel him because he didn't even look at him.

Who is Su Fan? The spokesperson of the God of Destruction, he believed that other than the person he was fond of, no one else was qualified to be on an equal footing with him, even if this person was much stronger than him.

If it wasn't because of his low strength, Su Fan wouldn't even want to care about the bad old man in front of him.

After these days, the only people who can put him to heart are Yin'er and Su You. As for Rou'er, it is estimated that only half of them.

The others are all experience points in his eyes...

Seeing that Su Fan didn't answer, Wu Xuan was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Boy, what is your attitude? Elder Wu Xuan speaks to you personally to give you face, why don't you speak up?"

Yue Peng on the side was very upset when Wu Xuan was so concerned about a little soul.

"Squeak!" Su Fan said.

Everyone: "..."

"Forget it, don't care, everyone, it may be that this young man is a little introverted and doesn't like to talk!" Wu Xuan smiled embarrassedly.

Introverted? Not talking?

Hearing that everyone showed weird expressions, this was clearly lying, but due to the identity of Elder Wu Xuan, everyone did not dare to speak out.

Although Su Fan didn't talk much when he was fighting before, he was completely indifferent to untalking, let alone being introverted. Anyone who saw Su Fan fighting would not think he was an introvert.

"Well, I announce that this bronze medal blood fight will be cancelled. As for the remaining people, there are 99 bronze medal rooms. You can take turns to take a rest!" Wu Xuan waved and said generously.

"What!? Everyone was shocked after hearing this. What happened today can be circulated in a short paragraph. The Shenbao Pavilion actually broke the rules set by an unknown boy in black for hundreds of years.

If what happened today really spreads outside, everyone believes that this mysterious boy in black will definitely become famous!

"Don't resist everyone now, there will be a traction beam to welcome you to the rest area above!" Elder Wu Xuan said with a smile.

As soon as Wu Xuan finished speaking, he saw hundreds of milky white lines on the huge glass above, all slowly descending because of the speed of light, and in a blink of an eye everyone was enveloped in it.

Enveloped by the beam of light, Su Fan felt warm and light, his body slowly lifted up by something soft, and slowly floated upward.

I don't know how long it was before, and the white light slowly dissipated, and Su Fan found that the surrounding area was no longer the gloomy low and stuffy bottom ring area, but a somewhat narrow bedroom.

"here is……"

Su Fan walked back and forth and found that there was only one stone bed in the room. There seemed to be countless energy flowing continuously under the stone bed.

Tuk tuk!

At this moment there was a slight knock on the door, Su Fan turned around in doubt, walked to the door and twisted the handle to open it.

Standing outside the door was a scowling young man wearing a green robe and a fan in his hand. Su Fan took a closer look and found that the person here was Qin Ying.

Qin Ying poked his head into the house and said, "Hey, Elder Wu Xuan is really good to you, and even arranged for you to enter the staff rest area!"

"Are you busy?" Su Fan asked quietly.

"Hey, don't be like this. If it weren't for me to help you today, you would definitely not escape!" Qin Ying said with a smile on his face.

He wanted Su Fan, so naturally he didn't dare to call himself a king in Su Fan.

"Oh, isn't it?" Su Fan raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully.

"Yeah, you can help you so much, don't you ask me to go in and sit down to contact your relationship?"

Qin Ying smiled crookedly, his expression changed.

"I want to say, in fact, you don't need to help me at all. You are doing it for nothing!" Su Fan sneered and gave him a blank look: "I'm sorry, even without your help, I will kill them in the end! "

"No, why are you saying this kind of stupid..."

boom! Su Fan closed the door easily!

"Fuck, this kid really has a character!"

Qin Ying closed his door and said with a sad expression.

"Hmph, I don't believe it anymore. Sincerely, Jinshi is open, my uncle Qin can't hold you such a hairy boy!" Qin Ying slammed his fist and said firmly.

"Well, just do it! Humph!"

Qin Ying's eyes rolled, suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of some good idea, and then he hurriedly left with his face full of joy.