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Today's rankings are in the order of betting, in order of Zhang Qianguo's fire staff, Miao Ziwu's heavenly spirit sword, Lu Yun's beam spirit ring, Bo Xueji's neon dress feather fan, Bai Yanyi's heaven and earth fan, Song Duanpo's hedge scimitar, Jiang Chanji's purple gold whip, Cheng Yi's yin and yang umbrella, Du Lan's hidden moon sword, and Ye Tiange's lotus treasure lamp. For more exciting visits, please visit

Fu Yunyao's Linglong Pagoda nomination ranked sixteenth, and everyone's perception of Linglong Pagoda also stayed at the stage when Fu Yunyao subdued Zhang Wanlong with the colorful Linglong Pagoda.

They didn't know the true power of the Linglong Pagoda, and even the real people of Rendun knew a little bit about it.

And these top ten weapons have resounded in the hands of the first generation of Renzi generations have resounded in the Cloud Pavilion, and now they have to rely on the strength of the disciples of the Qingzi generation to perform the re-ranking weapons, no matter how good the weapons are, they must combine the potential and strength of the user to shine.

The race began, and the others chose to stand in the ring.

Fu Yunyao chose to cheer for Bo Xueji, of course, this is also a battle that she is looking forward to and worth watching.

Mo Jin flew steadily into the ring. He was wearing a blue vertical collar robe, and the blue sleeves were embroidered with simple patterns, which was a set of sect clothes for the disciples who entered the room, and he had always liked black and black, and he wore this costume with Yuan Neng at the request of his master today, and the collar was embroidered with the mark of Lan Feng.

Such slim clothes show that his figure is very slender, and the tight waist seal highlights the man's lines in front of him.

Bo Xueji's figure flashed, standing neatly in the ring.

She was dressed in a cyan tight-fitting shirt, the hem and sleeves were decorated with the dark lines of silver roses, the jade white hairpin fixed the bun, and the ears were still the pair of jasper gourd earrings swaying with the figure, wearing simple and generous.

Mo Jin bowed his hand and said, "Lan Feng, Mo Jin." ”

Bo Xueji smiled brightly and replied, "Xingjian Peak, Bo Xueji." ”

Bo Xueji showed her neon feather fan as she spoke, she knew that the other party was a martial artist, and she had to keep a suitable distance to cast spells, she had absolutely no advantage in hand-to-hand combat, if she opened the distance, she could still hold a few kung fu, and she would not lose too badly.

Mo Jin has no weapon at all, he is a martial cultivator, his fists and feet are the best weapons, and the strength of his body has reached the realm of "practicing tendons" martial arts master great perfection. If Mo Jin succeeds in breaking through, he can step into the martial arts level, which is also the so-called "skin training membrane", which is equivalent to the golden pill period of law cultivation.

Bo Xueji's neon feather fan instantly enlarged, fanning out a strong wind and fire in the air, swirling in the air.

It seems that Bo Xueji is also very well prepared, and he is also thinking about meeting a strong opponent in the face of a melee attack and returning it to the opponent with the power of rebound.

"Go" Bo Xueji's figure retreated, her ten fingers flew up, and the hurricane from the neon feather fan carried five firebirds towards Mo Jin.

Mo Jin was still unmoving, as steady as Mount Tai, his hair fluttering in the wind, his clothes were whisked by the hurricane, he looked at Bo Xueji lightly, and when the hurricane and the firebird were about to approach a foot in front of him, he suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist, and threw a punch.

Everyone saw that Mo Jin's fist grew with the wind, getting bigger and bigger, enough to be the size of a hundred heads, and collided with the hurricane and the firebird with a loud "bang" and exploded.

The hurricane was swept away by the fist, weakening its strength at once, and the firebird was broken through, turning into a fireball, and then roaring towards all sides of the ring in a dense manner, scorched everywhere.

Bo Xueji had a wind shield to protect herself, and she did not avoid the riot of flames, but for the fist intent to break her attack with Mo Jin's punch, she expected it, without the slightest loss and decadence, her eyes showed excitement, it was really rare to fight against such a master.

The neon feather fan floated into his hand, and the aura ran into it, gradually emitting the light of colorful neon clothes.

"Huhuhu" She swung out ten fire snakes again, mixed with the wind spell "Wind Chaos Knife", invisible and dense, and quickly attacked towards Mo Jin.

The eyes of the entire stage focused on Mo Jin's body, and found that his figure shook strangely, and Mo Jin avoided the place where the attack of the wind knife was gathered.

Mo Jin calmly threw punch after punch to disperse Bo Xueji's attack while closing the distance between him and her.

Bo Xueji tried to distance themselves while controlling the neon feather fan, and the scattered flames and wind knives scattered in all directions, and the fireballs of the entire ring were dense, fiery red and scorched black.

The protective shield on the periphery of the ring also constantly appeared ripples caused by energy impacts, and the high-level personnel at the height of the ring were also paying close attention to the movements here, especially Rendun Zhenren and Renyi Zhenren.

Ren Zhenjun and Ren Jing Zhenjun watched Mo Jin and Bo Xueji fight completely with the psychology of watching the excitement, and they were both glad that Bo Xueji was brushed down in this second round.

Bo Xueji found that she had used the wind shield and defensive shield supported by the aura, resisted the fireballs and the wind knife, consumed a lot of aura, and the spells she cast consumed a lot of aura, but her attacks were disintegrated or avoided by Mo Jin, and Mo Jin was not hurt at all.

Mo Jin's moves to deal with Bo Xueji are methodical, and he can always find flaws in the gaps of thousands of troops, or directly face them, but the increasingly dense attacks on Bo Xueji are also a bit heavy, if it weren't for the difference in cultivation between the two, he felt that dealing with Bo Xueji would never be so easy.

She shouted, "Come again, fire dance and phoenix singing"

The neon dress feather fan became bigger again, rotating around her body, and Bo Xueji's hand trick played a colorful neon light, all of which entered the neon dress feather fan, and the feather fan flipped and emitted bursts of halo, and Bo Xueji was heroic and fanned out.

The sound of a phoenix chirping came into everyone's ears, and the flames turned into the form of a phoenix, shining in the air, spreading their wings and roaring proudly towards Mo Jin.

The air was filled with a strong burning sensation, and there was a slight burning sound.

Everyone exclaimed, the more high-level spells appeared, the more advanced the form, but the more difficult it was to cultivate.

Many of them are also the spiritual roots of the fire attribute, and their understanding of fire spells is profound, and they have a new understanding of the spells cast by Bo Xueji today, and they have expectations for the future.

There are still many people who know Bo Xueji, but they have never seen Bo Xueji release such a powerful technique, against Mo Jin's higher-level monks, she did not show the slightest timidity, but the more she fights, the stronger she becomes, the more she fights, the more momentum she becomes, and she really lives up to her title of "Battle Song Fairy".

Mo Jin's eyes tightened slightly, he felt that Bo Xueji's style was not at the same level as Fang Cai's power, and secretly praised Bo Xueji's ability to cultivate fire attribute spells to this point.

Of course, he has to be serious and cautious, and give a powerful blow, which is a respect and affirmation for the other party.

Mo Jin no longer restrained his strength, he clenched his fists, and then continuously punched in the direction where the phoenix was galloping, blasting out seventy-seven forty-nine punches, and it was different from Fang Cai's fist intent, one punch went out and finally converged into a blue fist, which was actually faint with the meaning of water, and the waves of wave energy spread out layer by layer.

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