The last game was Mu Qingrong's first rank against a martial artist of Yide Peak, and at this time, even the head and head of the peaks were solemn. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Although Qing Rong's internal strength enters the realm quickly, but the time to enter is still short, and the martial arts are not yet proficient, if you encounter an opponent of the same level, you may still be able to fight, now it's a pity!"

"Third Senior Brother, this may be enough!" Xue Xiuxiu smiled, as innocent as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

However, in the eyes of the first seat of Yide Peak, suddenly the chrysanthemum tightened, and he thought in fear: "Oh no, senior sister is probably angry!"

"Senior sister, please!" Yidefeng's martial artist was very polite, and he was sure to win, and he still had to maintain the necessary respect for this demonic genius of the Qingjing Sect.

"Senior brother, look at the move!" Mu Qingrong snorted lightly, her figure was like light smoke, and the long sword in her hand slashed a sword ray, killing everywhere.

"This ......" The first seat of Yide Peak was dumbfounded, and at this time Xue Xiuxiu said with satisfaction: "I should have let my senior brother know earlier, Qing Rong has learned the Pure Sword Technique and the Thunder Body Technique!"

Yide Peak's lips trembled when he was struck, don't be so bullying, it's just that the internal force is cultivated quickly, and the martial arts talent is so amazing.

The true disciple of Yide Feng fell into a disadvantage, and originally thought that the depth of his internal strength could be reversed, but he didn't expect Mu Qingrong to sword after sword, interlocking continuously.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his throat, and the tip of Mu Qingrong's sword had already landed there.

"Senior brother, I have conceded!" Mu Qingrong said crisply. The Wu Jinshi was ashamed and wanted to get into the crack on the stage.

"It's so powerful! If you are a talented martial artist, you can defeat the first rank of the martial artist!"

"Yes, but why is the swordsmanship used by Senior Sister Mu a little different just now!" The disciples couldn't help whispering, and the most emotional thing was Mu Qingrong's cultivation.

The perfect foundation is indeed the strongest talent in cultivation, and no one can match it.

"Senior sister, I really envy you!" Zheng Rongshen looked at Xue Xiuxiu with a complicated expression, if he had been resolute that day, would this demonic genius be under the main vein.

If Mu Qingrong was now under someone else's door, he might still find a way to take it down, but Xue Xiuxiu's disciple, where did he have such courage.

It's terrible for my sister to get mad.

"Senior brother, isn't my disciple a disciple of the sect!" Xue Xiuxiu said with a smile, which made Zheng Rongshen's heart more balanced.

He Guzhu, who was not far away, was even more depressed, muttering in his heart: "Obviously Lao Tzu found it first!" But now he is also justified and has nowhere to say.

Not to mention the six of their brothers, even the leaders of the previous generation can't afford to provoke Xue Xiuxiu, a little witch.

The battle between the disciples of the True Transmission lasted for half a day, and the fighting efficiency between the inner disciples and the outer disciples was much faster.

Many people with a huge disparity in strength were beaten down before they went up, and they were disgraced.

Seeing that the time was about the same, Zheng Rongshen ordered the canteen to bring food and eat on the spot. Then he rested for half an hour, and then continued to start the big competition.

Senior Sister Yi Xuefeng was the first to win and was the first to enter the quarterfinals. Immediately after Tang Tiantian and Sun Wuyan also entered one after another.

And the little prince met Yili Peak's true disciple, and the other party was a mid-level martial artist, and he was defeated with one move.

Mu Qingrong once again encountered a martial arts beginner, relying on speed and proficiency in martial arts, she once again repeated the situation of the previous round, pressing the true disciple who was one realm higher than herself.

"The eighth scene, Law Enforcement Hall Mu Yichen, to the main peak Gao Dingnuo!" With the voice of the ruling elder, all eyes converged on this place.

The main peak Gao Dingnuo is also a newly accepted true disciple, from a family in Yongcheng. In more than two months, he has been promoted from the middle level of Wuju people to the peak of Wuju people, and the foundation of the top grade of the prefecture level is really good.

"Gao Dingnuo against Mu Yichen, it's decided!"

"Yes, this name is good! Gao Dingnuo, it's done! How can you be invincible!" Many disciples began to discuss.

No matter how you look at this scene, there is no suspense, only Mu Qingrong and Tang Tiantian, Shangguan Yuchan know that Zhuang Yichen will definitely win.

"Senior Brother Mu, I think you should go down by yourself, so as not to lose face!" Gao Dingnuo looked at Zhuang Yichen confidently and said.

Thinking that he could actually enter the top eight of the sect this time was something he never dreamed of.

This luck was too good, so he decided to be more merciful to the other party at this time.

"Oh, Senior Brother Gao, I don't think much of it!" Zhuang Yichen smiled, which immediately angered Gao Dingnuo.

"In that case, then I'll beat you down!" Gao Dingnuo swung his sword, and the golden light flashed.

Faintly, the power of Jian Gang was about to emerge, causing several leaders to nod their heads constantly.

"This son is actually able to condense Jian Gang at this time, and his martial arts talent seems to be extremely high!"

"That's right, this year, our Qingjing Sect has accepted a few good disciples!"

"It's a pity that one is too bad!" said the head of Yide Peak, shaking his head, and everyone understood who he was referring to. And Guzhu's face was as usual, as if he hadn't heard.

Gao Dingnuo performed the Gengjin swordsmanship, which is also one of the swordsmanship martial arts of the Qingjing Sect.

No one doubted that if this move continued, Zhuang Yichen would undoubtedly lose, and the ruling elder was already ready to rescue people at any time.

"Oh no, the second senior brother's strength is not bad, I'm afraid the little junior brother won't be able to cope with it!" At this time, Tang Tiantian said with a worried look on his face.

"It's hard to say! Senior Sister Qingrong is so good, how can his brother-in-law be a useless mediocre talent? I always feel that junior brother is not so simple!" Sun Wuyan shook his head and said.

His name is Wuyan, and his words have always been very rare, but now he has said two long sentences, which made Tang Tiantian suddenly exclaim.

"Second Senior Brother, you actually said so many words! It seems that you can see people very accurately......" Her attention was suddenly diverted.

Zhuang Yichen looked at the oncoming long sword calmly, although Gao Dingnuo's swordsmanship was about to condense into a sword gang, but it was not yet possible to release the sword gang.

And the so-called Gengjin swordsmanship is simply full of flaws in his eyes, and it can be broken at will.

However, with his age and cultivation, such a performance is definitely a suspicious thing.

At this time, not all the disciples exclaimed, Zhuang Yichen's performance seemed to have been stunned by Gao Dingnuo's sword in their eyes, not to mention that they couldn't resist or dodge.

And Gao Dingnuo was also secretly frightened in his heart, and planned to withdraw some of his strength. Anyway, Zhuang Yichen is Mu Qingrong's brother after all, if he dies under his own sword, it is not an inexplicable one more enemy.