stopped again. 。A flash of anger appeared on Xu Yucheng's face, his dark magic scythe handle suddenly plunged into the ground, a burst of soul ring light shone from his body, and a dark purple blade...Mo Lan left with regret, her goal ultimately unachieved. 。In fact, she had anticipated it before she came, and her goal was not likely to be achieved anyway. 。This is a deep-seated blood feud. No matter how magnanimous Shrek and Tang Sect are, it's impossible to simply let go of such a bone-chilling hatred. 。If it weren't for the stability of mainland China, their reprisals would have already begun. 。As the current leader of Shrek and Tang Sect, Tang Wulin naturally couldn't resolve this issue just because of his relationship with Mo Lan. 。He is still waiting, waiting for a more perfect opportunity. 。and this opportunity did not come from the outside, but from within themselves borderlands, clinging to survival. 。 。Four referees walked to the center of the competition stage at the same time. The lead referee, an elderly man, spoke in a deep voice: "Please have the contestan...