"This kid is doomed!"
In the Sword Sect, a man sneered, and a smile appeared on the face of the Heavenly Sword Master. Drawing a disciple from the Sword Sect was undoubtedly the result the Sword Sect disciples were most hoping for.
This time, they could give Ren Changsheng a good lesson.
In the palace where Qingqiu resided.
"Senior brother!"
Ren Changsheng returned to the palace, and Long Fei hurried forward.
"Be careful in the next round of the competition!"
Ren Changsheng said to Long Fei in a deep voice.
This time, they were entering the fourth round. Once they entered the fourth round, only twenty-three people would be left. These people's cultivation levels were at least at the late stage of Supreme Seventh Level, and by the fourth round, they were even stronger.
"Uh-huh!"
Long Fei nodded.
"Senior brother, you have offended the people from the Sword Sect. Since you drew a Sword Sect disciple this time, they probably won't let it go!"
Long Fei sneered.
