Chapter 1620

When Xiao Hua's figure came out of the array, he immediately heard a voice. "He's out, he's out, junior brother Xiao is out!"

"Ah?

He's … still alive? "This was Wang Yun Xiao's shocked voice.

"Quick, look where he's hurt. Even though he came out first, he's still alive. That's better than anything else!" Needless to say, this was Gen Yue's voice.

Xiao Hua landed on the ground. He could clearly see that the dozen or so disciples in front of him were all in a sorry state. Some of their robes were even torn!

But they all stared at Xiao Hua with fervent gazes. Most of them were concerned!

Looking at the dozen or so disciples, there were also a few unrelated ones. Their faces were filled with disdain and a hint of a sneer, but they were all looking at him proudly.

"Changbai Sect disciples?" Xiao Hua instantly understood. Then a sneer appeared on his face.

"Senior Brothers …" Just as Xiao Hua opened his mouth to speak, the illusory array behind him suddenly flashed with a blood-red brilliance. With a bang, the middle-aged cultivator's corpse, as well as his scattered magic tools and other items, were all thrown out by the illusory array!

"Ah???"

Seeing the blood-red color of the array, everyone knew that someone had died inside. But they didn't care why the blood-red color came out so slowly. Why did Xiao Hua come out first? Their eyes were filled with disbelief as they stared at Xiao Hua's face!

Yes, of course it was inconceivable. That was a late stage twelfth qi refinement cultivator, two levels higher than Xiao Hua. If Xiao Hua had escaped, they would have understood. But Xiao Hua and this Changbai Sect disciple had fought for so long. This was the final battle of the entire square. None of the Imperial Thunder Sect disciples had expected this outcome!

Even the Changbai Sect disciples hadn't expected this.

"Senior brother Fan!!!" The people who'd mocked Xiao Hua earlier were now grief-stricken. They hurried forward and shouted.

When their divine senses swept over, they saw that their so-called Senior Martial Brother Fan was already dead, without the slightest trace of life. Their eyes were filled with resentment as they glared at Xiao Hua. Their movements were nimble. Some lifted up Senior Martial Brother Fan's corpse, while others picked up their artifacts and storage bags, preparing to leave!

"Wait!" Xiao Hua said coldly.

"What?

This Junior Brother … Do you have anything else to say? "The disciple who was carrying the corpse replied coldly," Do you want to make an appointment with I? "

"Which cultivator I want to fight with? That's the Taiqing Sect's arrangement. I can't be bothered with it!"

"What advice does Junior Brother have for me?"

"Hehe, do you still need to say it?"

Xiao Hua's face revealed a very cute smile. He pointed at the middle-aged cultivator's storage pouch and said, "The things inside this storage pouch … besides the jade slips and magic tools, everything else seems to already belong to I, right?

You shamelessly took away I's things. Can't I say something? "

"This …" The disciple holding the bag of holding blushed. He only wanted to pack his things and thought that Xiao Hua had already taken the bag of holding. Now that he heard Xiao Hua say this, it seems that the disciples of the Changbai Sect were really stingy!

"Here you go!" The disciple threw the bag of holding over and said impatiently, "Take it yourself!"

"Don't!"

Xiao Hua quickly waved his hand, "I don't know what to take and what not to take. Let the Taiqing Sect's Senior Brother decide!"

The battle between Xiao Hua and the cultivator surnamed Fan had dragged on for the longest time. Naturally, there were Taiqing Sect disciples waiting outside the illusion formation. However, the Thunder Controlling Sect and the Taibai Sect seemed to be at odds with each other, so they couldn't interfere. They simply watched from the side without saying anything. When they heard Xiao Hua's words, an early twelfth layer Qi Condensation disciple walked over and took the storage pouch from the Changbai Sect disciple.

Then he looked at Xiao Hua and then at the Chang Bai Sect disciples. He reached into his bag of holding and took out several jade slips. He gave them to the Chang Bai Sect disciples and then whispered to a disciple next to him. That disciple quickly left and then said to the Chang Bai Sect disciples, "Other than these jade slips, this bag of holding is filled with spirit stones and pills. It's not convenient for me to take them out for others to see, so I'll have to ask the Chang Bai Sect disciples to come take a look!"

"I'll do it!"

The disciple with the storage bag volunteered. However, when he poked his head out to take a look, he involuntarily sucked in a breath of cold air as a strange expression appeared on his face.

"How is it?

The bag of holding is what I said, right? "The Taiqing Sect disciple asked.

"It is … but …" The Changbai Sect disciple stammered, "but … there seems to be something wrong with the pills. Please …"

"What's the matter?" A voice came from afar. Everyone looked up and saw that it was the Golden Core cultivator, Ren Zhu!

"Yes, Senior Master knows. The contents of this bag of holding are a bit strange … I don't dare to act rashly. Senior Master, please take a look!" The Taiqing Sect disciple said and handed over the bag of holding.

At this point, everyone understood that although they didn't know what was inside the bag of holding, if it wasn't spirit stones, then it was pills. There was definitely something out of the ordinary!

Ren Zhu frowned and didn't open the bag of holding. "Go get Fellow Daoist Liao from the Changbai Sect!"

"I've already sent someone!" The Taiqing Sect disciple whispered.

"Good!"

Not long after, Liao Zhouquan from the Changbai Sect walked over and saluted Ren Zhu. "May I know what Fellow Daoist Ren Zhu wants?"

Ren Zhu waved the bag of holding in his hand and said, "Your Changbai Sect disciple fought with the Imperial Thunder Sect disciple to the death. According to the rules of the Feather Immortal Gathering, everything in this bag of holding, except for the jade slips and magic weapons, belongs to the Imperial Thunder Sect disciple. I want you to be a witness!"

"Oh?

Which disciple? "

Liao Zhouquan turned around and looked. When his gaze landed on the middle-aged cultivator's corpse, he was slightly stunned. It seemed that it was beyond his expectations. His face was filled with bitterness!

"Which Imperial Thunder Sect disciple is so powerful?

He actually defeated a famous expert of the Changbai Sect? "Liao Zhouquan turned to look at the peak of the twelfth level Qi Refinement Realm disciples.

"I was untalented. I was lucky!" Xiao Hua saluted with his hands folded.

"You???" Liao Zhouquan's face flashed with surprise, but it disappeared in a flash. "What's your name?"

"I's name is Xiao Hua!" Xiao Hua answered without hesitation.

"Mm ~" Liao Zhouquan replied and turned to Ren Zhu. "Since my Changbai Sect disciple has lost, this thing naturally belongs to Xiao Hua. Fellow Daoist Ren Zhu, why did you ask I to come over?"

"Okay!"

Ren Zhu nodded and handed the bag of holding over. "Fellow Daoist Liao, please take a look. I will give it to Xiao Hua right now!"

"Mm!"

Liao Zhouquan took it casually, but when he opened it, he was stunned. He turned to look at the Changbai Sect disciples behind him, and then at the middle-aged cultivator's corpse in their hands. He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"How is it?

Fellow Daoist Liao, are you sure?

There are only pills and spirit stones inside, right? "Ren Zhu reached out his hand and asked.

"Yes … Yes!" Liao Zhouquan slowly handed the bag of holding over as if he was reluctant to part with it.

"Okay, since fellow Daoist Liao has confirmed, this bag of holding belongs to Xiao Hua of the Imperial Thunder Sect!"

Ren Zhu took the bag of holding. She didn't want to look at it, but when she saw Liao Zhouquan in a daze and her patrolling disciples didn't dare to look at it, she also glanced at it. Ren Zhu was stunned!

Looking at Liao Zhouquan's expression, she sighed and handed it to Xiao Hua. "This is the bag of holding. It's yours now!

But … "

Ren Zhu wanted to say something but stopped. She extended her hand to Xiao Hua and didn't take it back immediately.

Seeing everyone's reaction, how could Xiao Hua not know that there was something good in this bag of holding?

Seeing Ren Zhu hand over the bag of holding, Xiao Hua's first reaction was to refuse!

But thinking about it, this middle-aged cultivator was the same as Qian Di Heng of the Heavenly Thunder Palace. They both had magic treasures, and they were offensive magic treasures. This person's identity in the Changbai Sect must be very high. Since he had already killed him, he had already formed a grudge with a senior of the Changbai Sect. What difference did it make whether he took the bag of holding or not?

If that was the case, he might as well take it!

Therefore, Xiao Hua thought for a moment and took the bag of holding without hesitation. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you senior for upholding justice!"

Ren Zhu looked at her empty hand and a helpless smile appeared on her face. She nodded and said, "No need to thank me, no need to thank me. Take care of yourself!"

Then she raised her voice and said, "Disciples, please get ready. The last round of the competition today is about to begin. You all need to be prepared!"

"Let's go!" Liao Zhouquan waved his hand and led the disciples back to the pavilion of the Changbai Sect.

After Liao Zhouquan and the others left, Xiao Hua pretended to casually open the bag of holding. Just as his divine sense swept through it, he was stunned on the spot. Even though he had already made sufficient mental preparations, but … he was still stunned by the things in the bag of holding!

En, that greedy little heart of his, "Teng teng teng", was beating wildly!

"Damn it …" Xiao Hua was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Just as he was about to exclaim, he saw the curious gazes of the other disciples of the Imperial Thunder Sect. He grinned, his white teeth shining brighter in the twilight. "It's just some top grade spirit stones. Look at how nervous they are!"

After saying that, he put the bag of holding even more casually in his arms.

"Hehe, little junior brother is very lucky!" Qian Diheng said with a smile, "In one battle, you won both the person and the money!"

Seeing that Qian Diheng's expression wasn't good, Xiao Hua didn't say anything. He smiled and said, "Senior brother Qian, didn't you also pass safely?

This little brother was just lucky! "

"Lucky?"

Qian Diheng's expression was indescribable. He turned to the disciples beside him and said with a bitter smile, "You're not just lucky!"

Seeing that Qian Diheng was trying to change the topic, Xiao Hua asked, "What?

Senior brother Qian, do you have something to say? "

"Junior brother Xiao, you came out late so you don't know. In the third round of the competition … our Imperial Thunder Sect suffered a lot!" Li Xiaoxiao said.

(To be continued.

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