Chapter 382-battle bet

However, su zhenhe waited for a long time. Be it the Saint path true inheritances or the five hypocrites, they did not make a move.

Now, the banquet was about to end, and he couldn't delay it any longer ...

At this moment, PEI Ling and su zhenhe were both waiting for an opportunity.

Seeing the maidservants carrying a Golden Plate inside, which was no longer a dish, but spiritual tea and fruits, the true disciples of both the Orthodox Dao and demon Dao gradually fell silent, and the banquet was coming to an end.

PEI Ling reached for the storage bag at his waist. It contained su zhentian's mo minglan's corpse, as well as the relics of the heaven born sect's Kang shaogan. The direct disciples of the nine major sects were all too rational. They could only force them to make a move now!

Just as he was thinking, he saw su zhenhe suddenly stand up and say,"Junior Brother PEI, since the banquet is boring, why don't we have a friendly match to liven up the mood?"