Chapter 372 Lost?

"You! This is too much! It was clearly yourselves who could not rely on you before. Young Master Gongsun stepped forward and was not defeated. You actually said this to him?" Suo Yiyi couldn't help shouting angrily.

The Eastern Region master's face instantly darkened, his expression softened, and then he said firmly: "At least I won't be tied, I will definitely win!"

After saying that, he flew out.

Soon, the Black Elder of the Feng Mo Sect faced off against the masters from the Eastern Region.

"The other party has the same cultivation level as you. They are both at the peak of Xuanwu Realm. We must win this match!" The master from the Eastern Region shouted loudly from the side.

"As long as we win one game, we will have the advantage!"

"Quickly, blow up that black elder!"

All the masters in the Eastern Region are full of confidence in the person who appears.

While making demands on the other party, he also looked at Gongsun with contempt: "Don't be like trash, let's get a tie!"

However……

"What?"

"How can it be!"

"How come it's over so quickly...so quickly?"

"And, you lost so quickly?!!!"

The masters from the Eastern Region and the Feng Mo Sect's Hei Lao exchanged less than ten moves before being stepped on by the Hei Lao while vomiting blood...

The master of the Eastern Region is defeated!

"..." The other masters from the Eastern Region looked at that man in disbelief: "What's wrong with you?"

"Why did you lose?"

"You can even tie with rubbish? You, a person at the peak of the Xuanwu Realm, actually lost?"

"Damn it! You are worse than trash!"

"A master at the top of the Xuanwu Realm? Bah! He's a fake, right?"

The Eastern Region master, who was seriously injured, turned red in the face of everyone's ridicule, gasped a few times, and fainted...

"It's really useless. I fainted after just two hits."

"But who cares about his life and death for such trash?"

Everyone on the other side of the Feng Mo Sect burst out laughing: "One draw, one win, two more wins, and the strange fire will be ours!"

Suoyi's face turned pale.

Mo Qingyuan also had a somewhat smug smile between her brows and eyes: "Suoyiyi. It seems that God is helping me! You are also destined to be my sacrifice for the 'Fantasy Demonic Heart Fire'!"

Next.

Mo Qingyuan chose another person to fight, and he was still a master at the top of the Xuanwu Realm!

Among the masters from the Eastern Region, there are only two peak Xuanwu Realm masters and Lou Qianxue.

The two peak Xuanwu realms looked at each other, hesitant.

Lou Qianxue took a step forward: "I..." Before she could say the word 'come', an Eastern Region master hurriedly interrupted her: "I'll come!"

As he spoke, his eyes were cold and he looked at Lou Qianxue mockingly: "If we lose another game, it will be difficult for us to stand up. I won't let you, a piece of trash, waste your opportunity in vain."

"Trash? Ha, let's wait until you can win." Lou Qianxue sneered and retreated.

The other masters from the Eastern Region looked at that man with solemn expressions.

"Must win!"

"If we lose, it will be difficult for us to have a chance to get the strange fire."

"Don't let us down, otherwise, I don't know what I will do!" The bad-tempered one among the masters from the Eastern Region even threatened in a subtle way.

The person participating in the battle frowned and gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, I will definitely win."

However……

Half an hour later.

Bang!

The master from the Eastern Region who said he would definitely win was kicked away and fell down in front of all the masters from the Eastern Region...

"Damn! You loser! You promised to win! You actually lost!"

"Damn it, out of three games, there was only one tie and two losses? Are you all idiots? Why don't you have any ability at all?"

"Everyone can win, why can't you win?"