Today, it is the battle for the top 32 of the competition, and there are only ten places. Senior Brother Lu, who are you more optimistic about at the outer gate? It was an old man in white who spoke, with long white hair draped behind him, a Chinese face, and a kind face, giving people a sense of peace and approachability.

The person known as Senior Brother Lu was a mid-Jiedan monk with good facial features, but he was a little shorter. Senior Brother Yan, from the perspective of senior brother, the top five people should be Meng Yao, Li Xiong, Xuankong, Tiandu, and Ziyu.

Oh, judging from the junior brother, the top five have been decided? Yes, Lu Fei replied. How did I hear that Tiandu lost a game before entering the top thirty-two, and the person who defeated Tiandu was a junior disciple named Chenfeng.

What Senior Brother said was, the morning breeze that did miscellaneous things? Why, there is a second disciple in our Qingyun Sect, called the morning wind? Lu Fei's face was a little unsightly, maybe Tiandu was careless, so he lost.

Yan Zhendao, the most taboo thing for us immortal cultivators is to despise the enemy, maybe the opponent has any hole cards, which can make your soul fly away, and there are not a few such things in the immortal cultivation world.

We held a competition to let them understand some common sense in the world of cultivating immortals. The first is to let them practice spells, the second is to let them make up for their own shortcomings in battle, and the third is to let them know that the world of cultivating immortals speaks with strength, and in the world of the weak and the strong, the weak can only be eliminated.

Lu Fei said, what Senior Brother said is that in order to survive in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the weak can only become a stepping stone for the strong. At this time, it was already noon, and Morrowind's opponent was a young woman of sixteen or seventeen years old. The woman said to the big man on the stage, and I admit defeat. The woman sighed in her heart, she had seen the strength of the morning wind, and she had no chance of winning at all.

Moreover, the junior brothers below the twelfth level of Qi cultivation could not be defeated in front of him without three moves. He is only at the peak of the tenth level, and it is already a blessing to be able to enter the top thirty-two, but now against the morning wind, he can only admit defeat.

After the Great Han announced the victory, Morrowind turned around and left the competition platform, he wanted to see Xiaoyao's competition. The inner door competition is naturally fierce, in the arena, all kinds of talismans exude powerful spiritual power, and the spiritual weapons in their hands are also constantly greeting the opponent.

Xiaoyao to Wu Hao, Xiaoyao smiled at Wu Hao opposite, Senior Brother Wu, why are you! Haha! We are really fated! The corners of Wu Hao's mouth twitched, who is destined for you, against you, I can be regarded as having fallen into blood mold for eight lifetimes.

Senior brother, please, Wu Hao obviously doesn't want to talk nonsense with Xiaoyao. Xiao Yao said, Senior Brother Wu, don't be so anxious, we are both at the peak of the twelfth level, and there are countless magic weapons on our bodies.

Let's do it! We don't use spirit weapons and talismans, how about we just rely on our strength to win or lose? When Wu Hao heard this, he didn't scold him for being shameless, he clearly knew that Xiao Yao's purple palm was powerful in hand-to-hand combat.

A few days ago, a senior brother at the peak of the twelfth level met Xiaoyao, and when he heard him say this, he agreed. As a result, he suffered a big loss, Wu Hao was on the viewing platform at the time, so he naturally knew about it.

Wu Hao patted the storage bag, and there was an extra short knife in his hand, which was pitch black and flashed black. Xiao Yao said, junior brother has something to say slowly, don't be in such a hurry!

Wu Hao ignored him, and there were words in his mouth, only to see the short knife black light Dasheng, Xiaoyao screamed, Zhongpin Spirit Weapon? Xiaoyao patted the storage bag, and a low-grade spirit weapon appeared in his hand, which was a pair of fist gloves.

Xiao Yao slapped a palm at Wu Hao opposite, only to see a huge purple palm emerge. Wu Hao pinched the trick in his hand, went, the short knife in his hand turned black, collided with the big purple hand, and with a bang, the purple palm broke.

Xiao Yao unfolded his body, avoided the short knife, and slapped palm after palm. Not to be outdone, Wu Hao commanded the short knife attack, Xiao Yao smiled, slapped the storage bag, grabbed a handful of talismans, and threw it at Wu Hao.

Seeing that the light in the field was shining for a while, Wu Hao was startled, these are all primary runes, and the power is not very great, but if he wants to use his divine thoughts to control the short knife attack, it will also form an obstacle,

Xiao Yao disappeared in place after throwing out the talisman, and when he came behind Wu Hao, Ziyun slapped his palm. Wu Hao felt that danger was coming, and when he slapped the storage bag, a purple bead appeared, and the purple bead shone brightly, when the talisman exploded and the purple hand hit the purple light!

Xiao Yao didn't relax, patted the storage bag, and a silk thread appeared, this silk thread was obtained by Xiao Yao on a demon beast, and after the sacrifice, it became a good low-grade spiritual weapon.

Xiao Yao's body unfolded, constantly changing positions. Wu Hao's divine thoughts naturally found out, but he couldn't free his hands now, so he had to move his divine thoughts and let the short knife attack the silk thread.

How could Xiaoyao let him get his way, the big purple hand grabbed it and trapped the short knife in the big purple hand. Although it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, it can still be trapped for a moment when its owner is attacked and cannot be fully controlled.

Wu Hao was tied into a zongzi in the air, and Xiao Yao slapped Wu Hao out of the field with another palm. Xiao Yao Sheng, an old man on the stage called, Wu Hao's face was gloomy.

Xiaoyao's face is now full of sorrow, wahahahaha! Senior Brother Wu Hao, admit and concede! He said that he would concede, but that expression on his face made people want to step on it a few times. The corners of Wu Hao's mouth twitched, and he turned around and left.

Xiaoyao said, senior brother go slowly! Xiaoyao got off the stage, and Chenfeng stepped forward, which is very powerful. Xiaoyao laughed, I can enter the top ten, and the top three is not impossible.

Little madman, you're about to enter the top 10, aren't you? Oh, that's good, I'm sure it's not too hard for you.

At this time, a white-clothed figure walked by, Xiaoyao, did you win the game? Xiaoyao turned her head, looked at the woman in white, and said, Of course, Senior Sister Yan has no confidence in me?

Yan Yi said with a smile, where is the junior brother, didn't the senior sister come to congratulate the junior brother. The morning breeze said, Xiaoyao, this can't be your confidante, right? Xiaoyao replied, little madman, don't think about it, this is Senior Sister Yan Yi, and there are not a few senior brothers chasing her.

Yan Yi looked at Chenfeng, this is Senior Brother Chenfeng, right? Yes, I have seen Senior Sister Yan, and Chenfeng saluted politely. Yan Yi chuckled and said, Senior Brother Feng is usually inconspicuous and low-key, he didn't expect that once he made a move, it would be a thunderbolt, but he was a blockbuster!

At this time, a crisp voice came, Brother Xiaoyao, where are you? Chenfeng turned his head to look, a little girl of seven or eight years old, wearing a green dress, ran towards Xiaoyao.

When Xiaoyao heard this voice, she secretly screamed that it was not good, and wanted to pull out her legs and slip away. But it was too late, and the small figure quickly threw herself into Xiaoyao's arms. Brother Xiaoyao, so you are here!

I heard the brothers say, you are here, I will come. Ling'er wrinkled her little nose and said, Brother Xiaoyao didn't tell me when he left, Ling'er is very angry now!