Xiaoyao hurriedly coaxed, Ling'er is good, Brother Xiaoyao didn't have time to tell you because he was afraid of delaying the competition, Ling'er don't be angry.

When Ling'er heard this, she didn't get angry. Brother Xiaoyao, you are not by Ling'er's side, Ling'er is afraid of being bullied by bad people, so she looked at Xiaoyao with pity.

Xiaoyao secretly said in her heart, you little witch, don't bully others, even if others burn high incense, in the inner door, who would dare to bully you!

Yan Yi coughed, and at this time, Xiao Loli noticed that Yan Yi was also there, how is Senior Sister Yan?

Yan Yi said with a smile, little girl, you know Brother Xiaoyao who is sticking to you. Chenfeng coughed, Xiaoyao, I won't bother you if you're busy, I still have a fight to fight, so I'll leave first. Yan Yi smiled, I should also go back and prepare, and I left after speaking.

Morrowind made it to the top 10 after playing the last game. Now the top ten are, Xuankong, Mengyao, Ziyu, Chenfeng, Tiandu, Lixiong, Wushan, Li Qi, Huang Hui, Xu Ying. Among these ten people, there are six at the twelfth level of Qi training, three at the eleventh level, and one at the ninth level of Qi training.

This surprised everyone, after all, the ninth level of Qi cultivation was still very different from the eleventh or twelfth realm of Qi training. Now it's the Final Five, which is decided by draw, and the two will face each other. Ten people stepped forward in turn, Chenfeng was the number three, and the big man on the stage shouted, number one, Xuankong flew up, and Huang Hui was the same, Xuankong and Huang Hui stood face to face.

Huang Hui said, Senior Brother Xuankong, please! Xuankong Dao, Senior Brother Please! Xuankong is the peak of the twelfth level of Qi training, and Huang Hui is only the eleventh level. Lu Fei said, this time, Xuankong is no problem. The old man in white didn't answer, just closed his eyes and recuperated.

The two of them in the field had already fought, and for a while, the spells clashed, and the battle ended quickly. Xuankong pointed at a jade-colored seal, and the seal fell, smashing on Huang Hui's body protection aura. Huang Hui vomited blood and flew back, Xuankong won!

In the second game, Ziyu vs. Xu Ying, the two fought for less than ten rounds, Xu Ying was defeated, Xu Ying only had the strength of the ninth level of Qi training, the realm gap was too big, and the important thing was to have treasures to help, and it couldn't make up for it. In the third game, Morrowind vs. Osan won the victory after a fierce battle with phantom traces and ruthless swordsmanship!

Osan is also unlucky, and his strength is still not weak, but Morrowind's phantom trace is too ethereal. Although the divine sense can be locked, it is an afterimage after his own attack, and Osan is helpless. In the fourth scene, Meng Yao vs. Tiandu. Senior Sister Meng Yao, Tiandu stood in the middle of the field and spoke softly. Meng Yao said, what does senior brother have to say?

Meng Yao's junior sister's dream shadow overlapping obstacles, can she cultivate to the third level?Meng Yao nodded, it stands to reason that it is a taboo to ask the other party's martial arts realm before the competition, but Meng Yao still answered.

Tiandu Dao, since my junior sister has cultivated to the third layer, then I am not my junior sister's opponent, and I admit defeat. Everyone on the spectator stage was in a bit of a commotion, how could Senior Brother Tiandu admit defeat? Senior Sister Mengyao is strong, but admitting defeat is a bit unreasonable!

Tian ignored everyone, and after arching his hand towards Meng Yao, he turned around and left. In the fifth game, Li Xiong used a medium-grade spiritual weapon, a spear to mix with the sky, and won with the momentum of thunder! Five strong, Xuankong, Ziyu, Chenfeng, Meng Yao, and Li Xiong. Next, there is the battle for the top three.

Five people challenged independently and won to advance to the top three. Li Xiong said, Senior Brother Chenfeng, do you dare to fight with me? Chenfeng Dao, why don't you dare! Ziyu secretly scolded Li Xiong for being cunning, among these people, Chenfeng's strength is undoubtedly considered the weakest existence.

Li Xiong sent a message to Chenfeng Dao, junior brother, the first three disputes, how about you give up? Senior brother will naturally give you many benefits, the spirit stone spirit pill, it will definitely meet the needs of the junior brother. Morrowind echoed, if Senior Brother gives me a Tsukidan, I will give up!

Li Xiong's face sank, don't toast and don't eat and drink. Chenfeng didn't speak, and with a pat of the storage bag, the green bamboo sword appeared in his hand. Li Xiong said, since the junior brother wants to do it, the senior brother will come to teach the senior brother and lead the master's skills.

Li Xiong slapped the storage bag, and a straight spear appeared in his hand, exuding a powerful spiritual power. The morning wind did not have the slightest hint, Li Xiong injected spiritual power into the spear, and flew towards the morning wind!

Morrowind's Phantom Trail unfolded, the sword in his hand glowing with purple light, and stepped forward towards the spear. The sound of Jin Ming was endless, and for a while, Chenfeng and Li Xiong had fought for more than 100 moves, and every blow was a collision of strength and spiritual power!

Generally speaking, as long as a person cultivating immortals is not physically cultivated, his physical body is very fragile. Li Xiong didn't expect that Chenfeng was actually the same as himself, a double cultivation of the Dharma body.

Morrowind kept attacking, and every time he heard a sound, he knew that his sword had been knocked out of a small gap. Morrowind didn't care about anything, put away the green bamboo sword, took out three talismans from the storage bag, and injected spiritual power.

For a while, the fog in the field spread, and for a while, the divine consciousness could not penetrate. The blood-colored light curtain of the morning wind appeared, and the scale armor on the palm of the hand was covered, only to see the spear stabbing in, the morning wind did not dodge or dodge, and a punch hit the spear, Li Xiong was shocked by a strong force and his hands were numb, and the tiger's mouth was almost shaken open.

Li Xiong poured spiritual power and threw the spear, which stabbed fiercely into Morrowind's chest. Morrowind was startled, and it was too late to dodge. If you are stabbed by this shot, you are afraid that you will die immediately. Morrowind had no choice but to condense a blood-colored light curtain to block the blow.

Suddenly, the blood-colored light curtain shook for a while, and it was not pierced by the spear. After the spear was blocked by the blood, Morrowind dodged, and both fists came out together, striking Li Xiong's chest. This time, Morrowind didn't keep his hand, for people like Li Xiong, he could kill if he could, he couldn't kill him, and he couldn't give him a chance to turn over.

Otherwise, the one who dies will be himself. Li Xiong was beaten to vomit blood and fly back, the spiritual power in his body collided, his sternum was also broken, and his body fell hard under the stage like a kite with a broken string.

Morrowind stood calmly on the stage, and calm was restored in the field. Everyone still didn't react, and then someone shouted, Senior Brother Li Xiong lost!

How could this be? How could Senior Brother Li Xiong lose? Or did he lose to the waste in their eyes! Until now, there are still many disciples in the audience who look down on Chenfeng and think that Chenfeng is still a waste.

Many disciples want to see that Li Xiong can ruthlessly clean up the morning breeze, and they don't want to see the rise of the former waste. However, Li Xiong was defeated at the hands of Morrowind, which made their hearts very uncomfortable.