as the chief monk shouted, Xiao Yin could not help but snatch out of the mountain, which was as fast as lightning. There is a distance of hundreds of meters from the peak to the challenge arena at the bottom of the slope. He didn't even need to use the flying sword. He jumped up directly. When he landed, he was like a feather hung floating down, and the ground was silent.

the natural and unrestrained light at this end of the hand started the cheering sound on the stage and among the mountains.

the disciples from Xingchen Pavilion shouted and cheered for Xiao Yin, and the seven immortal sect...