You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Tell me, why did you abandon me and leave?"

Jian Kuang looked at the two people in front of him angrily, as if he had forgotten how scared he was by Ye Lin's eyes just now.

"The Eastern God is not simple."

Wang Beixing said in a deep voice, she would never forget that figure.

Xue Tu.

"Okay, okay, what about you?"

Jian Kuang turned and looked at Wang Beichen and questioned.

"The Eastern God has pulled a great guy this time. In front of him, I don't even have the courage to fight."

"In him, I saw the oppression I felt when facing Jian Wushuang in the past."

"No... He is stronger than Jian Wushuang, stronger than Jian Wushuang."

After Wang Beichen finished speaking, he suddenly murmured like crazy.

"What about you?"

Wang Beixing looked up at Jian Kuang, and Jian Kuang waved his hand as a matter of course.

"You all left, and you still expect me to fight three people alone?"

At this time, Jian Kuang no longer had the arrogance he had just now. This thing should be stopped at the right time, otherwise when the two people in front of him react, he will still suffer.

But now he already knew that Wang Beixing was forced back by the hidden means of the Eastern God, and Wang Beichen was even simpler, forced back by that person.

It was understandable that he was defeated by that person, after all, he was scared back by a look from him.

"The Eastern God hid such means so hard, he certainly didn't show them to us."

"That guy is so strong, he won't stay here at all."

Almost instantly, Wang Beichen and Wang Beixing said in unison.

"It seems that the Hundred Cities Alliance is their destination, there will be a good show to watch, Jian Wushuang..."

Jian Kuang understood what the two meant almost instantly.

Five hundred years ago, the Eastern God was forced back by Jian Wushuang's sword, and retreated to the Three Cities Alliance in a panic. Now he is working hard to develop, is it just to shine here?

Perhaps, it's time to avenge the revenge five hundred years ago.

And that stranger, just a glance made him unable to resist at all. Such a strong man, such a genius, would never stay in such a remote place.

Therefore, there is only one way, that is to go higher, such as... the Hundred Cities Alliance.

Jian Wushuang, the only legend of the Hundred Cities Alliance, ranks more than 34,000 in the Tianjiao list, and is also the only Tianjiao in the Hundred Cities Alliance who squeezed into the top 50,000.

When he stepped into the realm of true immortals, he attracted the vision of ten thousand swords paying homage to the master, and suppressed countless Tianjiao in the Hundred Cities Alliance with his own strength.

Some people even claimed that those who could take Jian Wushuang's sword could be called Tianjiao.

However, they were not without resentment towards Jian Wushuang.

After all, everyone is a Tianjiao, and they are all arrogant. Everyone will have opinions about being ridden on their heads by one person for many years.

"Let's go, the Hundred Cities Alliance will be lively soon, and Jian Wushuang will be busy."

Jian Kuang's mouth corners slightly raised. Anyway, now that they have defeated two people, he will wait in the Hundred Cities Alliance, waiting for them to challenge Jian Wushuang in the Hundred Cities Alliance.

That must be a major event in the Hundred Cities Alliance.

Will Jian Wushuang fall from the altar, or will the newcomer return with blood?

The three looked at each other and finally turned away.

There is no need to stay here now.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed. During this day, the entire competition field shrank a lot. During this period, the geniuses that Ye Lin and his team met would choose to retreat temporarily.

They were also very leisurely and no battles occurred.

But as time passed, the field became smaller and smaller.