As soon as Xiao Sinji returned, he was arranged to fight, which made him feel very excited.

Night Star was not interested at all, and was ready to take a bath.

"Stars. Jun Chang smiled and shouted: "In the fourth game, you will play, let this seat see how much your strength has improved this time in the field." ”

Damn it!

Let Bendi fight the little brat!

Although he was not happy, he still stopped and looked at the Nebula Sect disciple, his eyes flashing with strong disdain from a Martial Emperor.

Song Cai glanced at the two of them and said lightly: "Master Jun, your two disciples are very tired when they see it, isn't it a bit too casual to send them on the field?"

"It's pretty casual. Jun Chang smiled.

This tone, this meaning.

It doesn't seem to take the Nebula faction seriously at all.

"You ......" Song Cai suppressed his anger and said lightly: "If the head of the Jun sect doesn't feel that my Nebula Sect intends to bully people, you can let them fight." ”

Huh.

I can't ask for it.

......

Xiao Sinji didn't even change his school uniform, he dragged his dirty body to stand on the martial arts arena, and arched his hand: "Xiao Sinji." ”

The Nebula Sect disciple who came out to fight looked at him and said, "It turns out that you are the champion of the Sect Great Competition. ”

Then, he said disdainfully: "Zhang Ye." ”

In his opinion, this kind of guy who has no open pulse can win the championship is really unlucky, and if he competes, he will definitely be able to abuse him like a dog.

Not to mention, when the sect is in a big competition, with Xiao's own strength, it may be really tragic to face the four-rank martial artists.

But now......

"Bang!bang!bang!"

After the competition began, the Nebula Sect disciple named Zhang Ye was beaten by Xiao Sinji's violent body and strength and turned dizzy on the martial arts arena.

At this time, if you turn on the stereo and cooperate with a song to learn the cat's call Divine Comedy, it is very appropriate for the situation.

"Poof!"

Zhang Ye spun around for a while, foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground.

As for the proud and disdainful expression just now, it is destined to be replaced by a dead fish face for a long time, because it has beaten out the psychological shadow.

"Ding! Disciple Crazy Nebula Sect Disciple 3/5. ”

"Not bad, not bad. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said with satisfaction: "After some experience, the improvement is very significant. ”

After eliminating the opponent, Xiao Sinji walked out of the martial arts arena and said, "Master, I'm going to take a bath." ”

"Go, go. Jun Chang smiled.

Song Cai was dumbfounded.

The disciples who fought were fourth-grade martial disciples, and the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect had only opened the sixth stage from the point of view of the explosive breath!

Xiao Sin's self-cultivation is weak, but since he opened his vein, he can gather spiritual power in his body, and with his high-intensity tempered body, his combat power will definitely soar.

Four-rank martial artist.

Sorry, it's the punching bag used to pound.

Losing three of the five games, the Nebula Sect, who came to kick the hall on the orders of the Qin Alliance Lord this time, can be regarded as losing face in the Iron Bone Sect.

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Elder Song, are you still talking?"

"Sparring!" Song Cai said in a deep voice.

If you lose, you have already lost, but if you win the next two games, you can get back some face by playing 2 to 3!

"Xingchen, let's play. Jun Chang smiled.

Ye Xingchen snorted coldly, walked to the martial arts arena, pointed to the fifth-grade martial apprentice who was originally the last to appear, and said disdainfully: "You, get out." ”

Directly choose the strongest, Brother Chen is very social.

The disciple of the Xingyun Sect glanced at Song Cai, and after receiving the instruction, he walked to the martial arts arena, looking at Ye Xingchen with strong disdain in his eyes.

He was the strongest of the five disciples brought by Song Cai, and he was able to break through to the rank of a fifth-grade martial artist before the age of twenty, and he did have the qualifications to despise others.

But.

He despised Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi, it was no problem, but it was the Night Emperor, who was once one of the top ten martial emperors, who was despised instead!

That's a big problem!

Night Star, who was not interested in the battle between the little children, saw that his eyes were full of contempt and contempt, and his whole face suddenly became gloomy.

He clenched his fists and said in a cold voice, "Boy, I will make you very painful." ”

"Bang!"

The Nebula Sect's disciples bent their arms, clenched their fists, and the waves of qi erupted, tearing their shirts in an instant, revealing their tattoos with bells and whistles, which could be described as extremely fierce.

Jun Chang shook his head with a smile and said, "I didn't tear my pants, bad review, Peppa Pig without tattoos, bad review." ”

"Cut. Night Star dismisses it.

Song Cai said lightly: "Master Jun, this disciple of mine is proficient in the thirty-two path sword technique, I don't know if I can use weapons in the competition?"

"Yes. Jun Chang smiled.

The corners of Night Star's mouth twitched.

Facing a five-rank martial artist, he also brought weapons, this ...... Why don't you give me a weapon to fight?

Pity.

Jun Changxiao didn't plan to give a weapon, but instead said with ten fingers: "This disciple of mine is good at seventy-two ways to grab hands, and he has always been bare-handed against the enemy. ”

The expression on Ye Xingchen's face suddenly became wonderful.

With a wave of his hand, the Nebula Sect disciple summoned his own sword from within the spatial ring.

The knife is not long, similar to a watermelon knife, but the blade flashes brightly, and it is very sharp at first glance!

"Liu Kunlong. He gave his name.

Ye Xingchen didn't report his name, but thought about how he should deal with a five-rank martial artist with weapons with his bare hands?

"Brush, brush, brush!"

At this moment, Liu Kunlong waved the knife, the shadow of the knife filled his body, and then he raised the knife with one hand, in the form of a golden rooster.

It is worthy of being proficient in the 32-way knife technique, professional enough!

"Good!"

Jun Chang smiled and clapped his hands.

"Bang Bang!"

The disciples behind him also applauded, as if they were watching the guy perform a knife show.

Liu Kunlong said lightly: "If you don't sign up, then I will go to the knife." ”

"Garbage. Night Star said lightly.

"Brush!" At this moment, Liu Kunlong took a step forward, and the machete in his hand waved wildly, instantly intertwining dense knife shadows, which looked very bluffing.

Night Star retreated step by step, avoiding the sweeping sword intent, while looking for the other party's flaws.

The spiritual root has been promoted and cultivated to the twelfth stage, making him more compatible with his body, not only can he capture the shadow of the sword, but he can also avoid it in advance.

However, once the opponent's 32-way sword technique is deployed, it not only forms an offensive momentum, but also protects the body impermeable, and it is a little difficult to catch a flaw and counterattack.

"Brush, brush!"

Liu Kunlong's knife momentum accelerated, and the knife shadow showed more!

Night Xingchen realized that if he couldn't solve it in the fastest time, once he formed a net-like attack, he could only be passively cut down.

Damn it!

Just a five-rank martial apprentice, just let this emperor be helpless?

The anger in Ye Xingchen's body rose, and the little bit of the king's aura that had just recovered instantly erupted.

"Whew!"

The breath spreads invisibly.

Liu Kunlong, who was using the knife technique, was enveloped by it, and suddenly stopped his hand, his eyes flashing with fear.

At that moment, his soul seemed to fall into hell, his soul endured endless torture, his hand also weakened, and the machete he held fell to the ground with a 'clang'.

This aura of fear from Emperor Wu's oppression only disappeared in a flash, and when Liu Kunlong came back to his senses, he realized that the knife had fallen and was about to pick it up, but he saw that Ye Xingchen had already raised his waist and held the machete in his hand!

"Boy. ”

The Night Emperor said coldly: "I can't hold the knife, and you dare to play the knife technique in front of me?"

"Brush!"

As he spoke, the knife slashed at him.

"Flutter-"

Liu Kunlong's chest was directly cut with a deep long knife mark, and blood splattered.

"You ......," he said, his face grimacing.

Night Star stepped over and said coldly, "Today I will let you know that knives are used to cut people, not for juggling. ”

"Brush!"

Slash after slash, blood splattering.

Liu Kunlong added another knife mark on his chest, endured the severe pain and hurriedly turned around and ran away.

The night stars strode after him, and his hand rose and fell!

"Plop!

One, two, three......

Poor Liu Kunlong, the equipment fell and was picked up by Ye Xingchen and slashed, and finally collapsed on the ground covered in blood.