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However, after he voluntarily abstained, another disciple of Ximen came to the top, this disciple of Ximen was a mid-stage cultivator of Jindan, and his strength was equal to that of Ling Qiyan, and the two fought for more than 20 rounds, and that disciple was defeated by Ling Qiyan's super combat power, rich combat experience, and not strong Dao Heart.

And Lin Jinghong and Mo Chong here, Lin Jinghong after Mo Chong sacrificed the flying sword, the corner of his mouth hooked a cold and playful smile, reached out and grabbed it, the rolling spiritual power wrapped the palm, and grabbed Mo Chong's flying sword in his hand, the flying sword trembled in his hand, like a fish on the shore, wanted to break free, but he couldn't get rid of it, and finally the light on the flying sword disappeared, and he was obediently honest, Lin Jinghong showed a smug smile on his face, and then threw Mo Chong's flying sword under the ring, Mo Chong stood there, at his mercy, ashamed and angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to attack or attack。 Because an attack can only cause him more damage.

Lin Jinghong sneered and slapped Mo Chongfan away.

The difference in strength is too big, Lin Jinghong can kill Mo Chong in seconds.

In this game, Nanmen won a game, and Mo Chong was knocked out of the ring by Lin Jinghong within one move, and he was not lightly injured.

Lin Jinghong now not only hates Li Zhiyuan, but also the entire Nanmen disciples, so when he fought against Mo Chong, he was ruthless, of course, he also had the psychology of showing off.

There are four people at the south gate, two defeated, and Li Zhiyuan, the finale, can only be on top. Just as Li Zhiyuan replaced Mo Chong and walked to the ring, he heard that the disciples of the North Gate were still cheering for Lin Jinghong-

"Senior Brother Lin, what a cool skill!!"

"Senior Brother Lin is simply hurting the disciples of the Southern Gate in seconds, it's too good!"

Lin Jinghong was already a talent, and he defeated Mo Chong neatly just now, and his movements were chic and elegant, and immediately, the female disciples of the North Gate looked at him with a little heat.

Just when Lin Jinghong was applauded by the disciples of the North Gate, Li Zhiyuan jumped into the ring.

Immediately, the cheers from the audience subsided, and everyone's eyes also shifted from Lin Jinghong to Li Zhiyuan.

Not only everyone in the audience, but everyone in the audience rushed to this ring at this moment, the amazing Lin Jinghong, against this year's dark horse Li Zhiyuan, this is too high, and several other rings, because there is no No. 1 beauty to play, and Qi Jingtian did not appear at this time, there is almost nothing to watch, so in this game, the confrontation between Li Zhiyuan and Lin Jinghong has become the most eye-catching.

Lin Jinghong, who was proud, saw Li Zhiyuan in the ring, his face immediately changed, and now, he hated and feared Li Zhiyuan, but since he was right, he would not flinch, his eyes stared at Li Zhiyuan coldly and checked his cultivation again with his divine sense.

"Lin Jinghong, you are too ruthless, everyone competes with each other, and when you get to the point, you will directly beat people to serious injuries, what are your intentions?"

"There are no eyes in the ring, each according to the destiny of heaven, do you understand this truth, besides, your disciples of the South Gate are already declining, and like that kind of crooked melon and cracked dates also come to the stage to fight, it is purely to embarrass people!" Lin Jinghong said disapprovingly. For injuring Mo Chong, he Sihao did not feel guilty, but complained that the south gate was too weak.

"Okay, since the fists and feet have no eyes and each depends on the destiny of heaven, then there will be no mercy in the hands of the meeting, I will beat you into a pig's head and three ......"

Before Li Zhiyuan finished speaking, Lin Jinghong had already spoken, "Hmph, the tone is not small, it is difficult to say who beat who into a pig's head...... You evil crooked, I'll make you visible today!"

Although Lin Jinghong was jealous of Li Zhiyuan, he refused to weaken his momentum in front of his senior brothers, so he was contemptuous and slanderous as soon as he spoke.

"Shut up for me!" Li Zhiyuan shouted angrily and slapped it, this slap condensed all the aura, and if it was solid, it would make Lin Jinghong become paralyzed.

After eating a cushion and growing wise, Lin Jinghong had already taken precautions, and when he saw Li Zhiyuan's true qi slap sweeping over, he immediately closed his hands and condensed a true qi shield in front of him.

Rumble!

Li Zhiyuan's True Qi palm hit Lin Jinghong's True Qi Shield, smashing the True Qi Shield, but the spiritual power was consumed, and the True Qi palm also spread out.

Lin Jinghong was so shocked that he took three steps back. It's a bit embarrassing.

Li Zhiyuan's True Qi palm hit Lin Jinghong's True Qi Shield, smashing the True Qi Shield, but the spiritual power was consumed, and the True Qi palm also spread out.

Lin Jinghong was so shocked that he took three steps back. It's a bit embarrassing.

Kankan steadied his footing, Lin Jinghong's gaze subconsciously glanced down the stage, to be precise, he was looking at the reaction of the female disciples of the North Gate, and then he saw that several female disciples who usually had a good impression of him, including Dong Yuxin, one of the three beauties, all looked at him with a stunned gaze at this time, as if to say, this is still the master buddy who has cultivated to a high level, how can he be slapped so embarrassed?

Seeing this scene, Lin Jinghong was furious in his heart, his eyebrows flickered, his eyes glared at Li Zhiyuan, his eyes were bloodshot, showing extreme anger.

His handsome face was the color of pig liver, the muscles of his eyes flicked, his hands were closed in front of him, and suddenly, the majestic spiritual power was condensed on his hands......

"Wood Dragon Technique!" Lin Jinghong roared, his hands suddenly separated, and the rolling aura condensed into a wood-blue dragon between his hands, and with a roar, the dragon opened its mouth and roared, rushing towards Li Zhiyuan, with teeth and claws.

"Wow, I finally saw Senior Brother Lin's Wood Dragon Technique, it's so powerful, ......!"

"The destructive power of the wooden dragon technique is the first in the spells of Penglai Xianmen, just like a giant bomb, if it is hit, it is not as simple as being injured, it is estimated that the body can be blown into pieces......"

……

As soon as Lin Jinghong's wooden dragon technique came out, the disciples of the North Gate in the audience had another discussion.

"Hmph!" Li Zhiyuan snorted disdainfully, raised his hands above the top, and in his hand, he immediately sacrificed a red fairy sword...... Holy Fire Sword.

At this moment, the wood-blue dragon. With an unstoppable momentum, he rushed to Li Zhiyuan. The raging spiritual power blew up the clothes on his body.

The wood master germinates, the wood spell is the most violent and powerful, like this kind of wood-attribute berserk spell, the most taboo close-up, but Li Zhiyuan has to wait for the green dragon to get close before killing, which is a taboo for cultivators, but fortunately, he is a strong person in physical training, and his body is strong. The powerful body could withstand the violent aura of the green dragon. Otherwise, he would have been pushed out of the ring by the green dragon's violent aura.

Just as the green dragon was about to crash into him, the holy fire sword in Li Zhiyuan's hand slashed down at the green dragon that pounced on him.

Sound!

Rumble!

In the loud noise, I saw that the red fairy sword directly cut the head of the green dragon into two parts, and the dragon body quickly collapsed and turned into nothing, but the light of the fairy sword in Li Zhiyuan's hand was still there. It did not disappear in the confrontation of True Qi.