"I admit defeat! I admit defeat!"
Xuanyong juhe's primordial spirit shrieked like a frightened chicken, cowering at the edge of the ring, not daring to get close to Chen Xiaobei.
Seeing the scene before them, the people who had been paying attention to this ring all revealed incredulous expressions.
The people from the Xuan Yong clan were dumbfounded. Just a second ago, they thought that Chen Xiaobei would be killed by Xuan Yong ju.
At this moment, they were like ducks that had their necks pinched. They could not say a word, and their faces were red and hot.
Even Xuan Yongyu, who was the host, couldn't help but Twitch his mouth.
This result was a huge blow to the Xuan Yong clan. It was a slap to their face in front of everyone, causing them to lose all their face.
On the other side.
The Holy corpse Emperor and ye Hongtian were both stunned.
The two old men looked at each other and stared at each other, unable to speak.
