"Boy, why don't I help you!"

Tie Lao said helplessly.

"If you keep fighting, you're going to lose. ”

"That's it......"

Looking at Long Xian'er, who was still full of strength on the other side, Zhang Wuji calmed down, took a deep breath, and sighed.

"Hehe, little brother, you have to come on!" Long Xian'er couldn't help but encourage when she saw Zhang Wuji's sad and indignant face.

"You!"

Zhang Wuji's eyes widened in an instant, and from his point of view, Long Xian'er on the opposite side sneered, and said: You are a trash!

"No! I'm not trash!"

Zhang Wuji shouted at Long Xian'er.

“？？？”

Long Xian'er looked confused.

Disciples in the audience.

“？？？”

"What is he talking about?"

Zhao Hao and Chu Yun covered their faces offstage, we don't know him!

Long Xian'er could see that Zhang Wuji had obviously misunderstood something.

Hurriedly stopped the attack, and said apologetically: "Actually, I didn't mean that......"

"Ahh

Zhang Wuji may have been hit too hard in the past few days, and once again misunderstood what Long Xian'er meant.

Zhang Wuji's perspective:

Long Xian'er sneered, in fact, you are a trash!

......

"Today, I, Zhang Wuji, will not win against you, and I will not be a man!"

Wow!

There was an uproar in the audience, and it was a very serious matter for a monk to swear.

Although it doesn't happen, as long as it is not achieved, then it becomes a pig or something.

But in the future, when you cross the tribulation, you will be targeted by the Heavenly Dao!

Greatly increased the difficulty of the raid!

In front of everyone's eyes, Zhang Wuji directly inspired the power of Tie Lao.

The sword in his hand exuded a strong aura, and his body was covered with golden rays.

It's as if the god of war was born!

Brush!

With a sweep of the horizontal sword, a half-moon-shaped sword qi swept out!

Slashed towards Long Xian'er's jade neck.

"What?"

Her face changed in shock, and a sense of death enveloped her.

A deep sense of powerlessness burst out from Long Xian'er's heart.

Summoned a multicolored dragon phantom, which roared with the blood veins in the body, and immediately became much more condensed.

The long sword intersected with the phantom of the divine dragon, and the terrifying momentum was surging.

"Stand back!"

Elder Yuan exclaimed, the power of these two people fighting had reached the level of the fourth or fifth order of quenching.

If you don't take precautions, the disciples under the stage will all suffer!

On the high platform, Elder Yuan rushed out in an instant, blocking in front of all the disciples, his hands were sealed, and a true qi barrier that could envelop the entire ring was formed!

The aura emitted by the fight between Zhang Wuji and Long Xian'er was unexpectedly unshakable!

"Alas, my sassy operation is still a little less!"

Zhang Bo muttered.

Although this Elder Yuan's cultivation is far inferior to him, he has cultivated the exercises, and the bonuses in the exercises and the powerful power of the martial arts are all things that Zhang Bo can encounter but cannot ask for now.

The strength of a monk is not only reflected in the realm, but also in the bloodline, exercises, martial arts, equipment, heritage, and so on.

The absence of any of these has a huge impact on strength.

Of course, in their realm, it would be nice to have a few of them.

"Still no exercises to get into trouble......"

......

Zhang Wuji, under the dual influence of the power of the iron elder and the aura of the protagonist, gradually gained the upper hand.

Brush!

A sword stabbed straight into Long Xian'er's chest.

"Yikes!"

Long Xian'er's face changed, and her qi and blood power could be regarded as extremely strong at the same level.

However, summoning the Colorful Dragon Phantom itself consumes a lot of energy, plus it has to deal with Zhang Wuji.

Her current strength is already stretched!

Defend!

With a small hand move, the Divine Dragon Phantom was instantly collected on the surface of the body, forming the protective armor from before.

Rumble!

After the tip of the sword collided with the armor, several small cracks appeared in the armor in an instant!

The crack gradually expands as the force increases.

Phew!

With a dragon groan, the colorful dragon phantom exploded instantly!

Scattered into a little dust, it returned to Long Xian'er's body.

The sword also drove straight in, stabbing straight at the center of Long Xian'er's eyebrows!

Death!

Zhang Wuji roared in his heart, the woman who was so sarcastic about him was finally killed by him, and Zhang Wuji, who had a premonition that he had taken revenge, relaxed his vigilance slightly.

Looking at the sharp sword in front of her, Long Xian'er broke out in a cold sweat.

At this distance, there is undoubtedly much less room for manoeuvre.

On tiptoe, the body suddenly floated to the side and back.

But I didn't expect the sword to turn around and cut out horizontally.

In the end, it was directly cut on Long Xian'er's big arm!

Burst!

A stream of blood spurted out, and the originally bright red clothes became even more vivid.

With a muffled snort, Long Xian'er covered her injured left arm and looked at Zhang Wuji.

"You...... Won ......"

As he spoke, he was picked up by the stream that washed up from under the stage.

"I ...... I won, I won!"

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, that woman obviously had the strength to fight again, but she suddenly stepped down.

[Is this trying to embarrass me?]

Feeling the contemptuous gaze of the disciples in the audience, Zhang Wuji became more and more angry.

[But what do they despise me for?

Tie Lao covered his face in his body and said in despair: "What do you say, my face has been lost to you!"

............

"Little ...... Are you alright?"

Xiaoxi worriedly helped Long Xian'er and walked towards the box.

"Go back, I'll help you bandage!"

After a while, Long Xian'er sat in the box, bowing her head in some disappointment, and sighed.

"Hasn't he found out what I mean......"

Xiaoxi stomped his feet angrily, pointed to Zhang Wuji, who was pulling Chu Yun laughing in the distance, and said, "Miss, haven't you seen him clearly? Not only is he a native bun from the countryside, but there are already Taoist couples!"

"This ......"

A trace of Long Xian'er's tears slowly dripped down, "I understand......"

"That's right!"

Xiaoxi saw that Long Xian'er had figured it out, and her happy little hand wiped away Long Xian'er's tears.

"But I still like him......"

The creek is a stumbling stream.

Miss, you are not lightly confused!

......

"Ahem!"

At this moment, Elder Yuan, who had been holding out there for a long time, walked up.

You must know that it is not an easy task to arrange the enchantment with his cultivation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we will post the rankings of the outer disciples on the bulletin board over there. ”

Elder Yuan stretched out his hand and pointed to a huge bulletin board not far away.

"Next, I will announce the ten disciples who have entered the inner gate. ”

The audience was in an uproar, although they had counted, but they were still excited.

What if you get in?

"Senior sister, when we enter the inner door and choose a place to live, can we be neighbors?"

Zhang Wuji stood next to Chu Yun and said shyly.

"No problem, so that the senior sister can take care of you, the little brother!"

"Thank you, Senior Sister!"

"By the way, little brother, how many places do you think you can rank?" Chu Yun asked with a smile.

Zhang Wuji thought for a while and said, "It's definitely no problem to enter the top three, but Senior Brother Zhang Bo, I definitely can't beat it......"

"First place ......"

Yuan Datou looked up at the private room upstairs.

"Zhang Bo!"

Zhang Boyou went to the window of the private room and waved his hand, causing a large number of female disciples below to cheer.

"Second place ......"

Then, Yuan Datou said several names in a row, among which Chu Yun and Ling'er all successfully entered the inner door.

Every time he heard a name, Zhang Wuji's face turned white.

"10th place...... Long Aotian!"

Zhang Wuji's chest trembled violently, he had obviously defeated that Dragon Immortal, but he had not become an inner disciple!

......

"Oh?"

Zhang Bo looked at Long Aotian, who was eliminated by Ling'er in the final.

"Is there someone in the inner door who has been eliminated?"