The fourth contest was two beautiful women.

On top of the ring, where the slate had been replaced, the two women began to fight.

The two women turned out to be rare talismans.

One by one, the rune treasures were thrown, and the entire ring was dazzling in such a competition.

All kinds of light effects almost blinded the monks below the ring.

Zhang Yang also squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the talisman treasures that collided with each other on the stage.

Lightning and thunder, wind howling, or flames rising.

One of the women, dressed in a flaming red dress, was victorious.

Seeing such a wonderful Fu Xiu competition, Zhang Yang deepened his understanding of this cultivation world.

The fifth competition begins.

The two people who came to the stage this time were a man and a woman.

The man was holding a long sword in his hand, which should be a sword cultivator.

In this world, sword cultivation accounts for 80% of the proportion.

Why?

Because the words of sword cultivation are more powerful than ordinary monks in the current world of cultivation.

Moreover, after the great power slowly improved the exercises in the past, as long as anyone who could cultivate, they could get started and become a sword cultivator.

Another point, is it good that Jian Xiu is very handsome.

The weapon of the woman opposite was a little weird, but it was the first time Zhang Yang had seen it in this cultivation world.

Scarf?

But according to the language of this era, it should be called Aya, and this is a red Aya.

Float and dance beside the woman.

The battle soon unfolded.

The woman screamed, and the red silk attacked the man in the cheer.

There was a faint red glow on the red silk, and the whole red silk became straight towards the man.

The man looked at the attacking red aya, and his eyes did not show the slightest panic.

The long sword in his hand gently picked up the red silk that had already arrived in front of him.

The direction of the red silk changed, and the woman was coquettish again, "Wrap." ”

Red Aya's rapid change of action has also increased her speed by more than a notch.

The red silk changed shape, and the slender red silk that had been there before now turned into a giant screen that shrouded the entire ring.

Falling towards the man.

The man let out a long shout, and the long sword in his hand burst out with dazzling blue light, and slashed down towards the giant screen that fell from the sky.

Just as a gap was split, the man jumped out of the red curtain lightly.

The woman's face was calm as she watched as the man broke her magic weapon so easily.

She immediately began to fight back, her hands together.

The huge curtain that fell to the ground instantly began to shrink until it reverted to its previous slender red silk appearance.

"Wrap. ”

The woman's eyes burst out with a fine light, and her hands attracted spiritual power.

The slender red silk moved a little faster.

The man stood in the air at the moment and looked at the red silk that burst in.

The long sword in his hand burst out with dazzling blue light again, and the man waved the long sword in his hand and shouted, "Break the !!"

Red Aya collided with a long sword in the man's hand.

I only heard the sound of "tearing" and the rags cracking.

The red silk was split into two in the middle by the man's sword.

The corner of the woman's mouth was bleeding, but the movements in her hands did not stop, "wrapping !!"

Red Aya, which had been split in two, came alive again,

This time, because of the proximity, the man did not escape the pursuit of the two red ayas.

Soon, two red silk silks wrapped the man around him.

The man who walked in the air was wrapped like a rice dumpling.

Falling from the air, he fell hard and made a loud noise on the floor of the ring.

The woman reached out and wiped the blood that had spilled from the corner of her mouth, and the essence in her eyes flashed again.

"Tight !!"

The red silk that wrapped around the man tightened more and more.

The man was gathering his strength to break through the rhythm of the red silk when he was interrupted by a sharp pain.

It was getting tighter and tighter, and the man's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and he didn't have time to call out to admit defeat.

The man was contracted and wound by the red silk and pressed into a pile of flesh and blood.

Blood slowly flowed out of the gaps in the red aya, and the woman frowned slightly.

But he didn't care, and with a wave of his hand, he took the red silk back.

All that's left is a bunch of things that don't tell if they were once human.

Zhang Yang was dumbfounded, this is too cruel, staring deeply at the red silk floating beside the woman in the ring.

The two red silk slowly fused, and finally became a slender red silk,

The whole ring was silent, and the fear of this woman was even greater.

This woman's name is Ban Yulan, a monk who was killed in the 19th Trial Ground.

As long as they had watched the nineteen trials at that time, the monks in the Nineteen Trial Ground would shudder when they saw the woman in front of them.

Because the white silk on the body of this class of Yulan who has just entered the trial ground is white.

There is not the slightest impurity.

Pure white and flawless, and this woman is also a girl who looks pure white and flawless.

When the junior sister or senior sister who was with her was brutally killed by several monks on the other side.

Ban Yulan changed, and her white silk became red silk.

Until she quit the Proving Ground, there was only one end for the entire Nineteenth Proving Ground who met her.

Red Aya was brutally squeezed into a blur of flesh and blood.

Zhang Yang felt in his heart that this cultivation world was too terrifying, and such perverts often appeared.

If you kill, you will kill.

Why are you so horrible!!

So in the future, low-key is the king, and I suddenly understood why Jilin wanted to become a simple fat man.

It turns out that it's because there are too many perverts in this world.

But!!!

There is also a very important issue.

He's got a system!!

And it doesn't seem like the system will give him a little face at all.

It is impossible to let him have any possibility of keeping a low profile.

Alas, when he thought of the future world, Zhang Yang began to feel at a loss.

Alas!!!

Unsatisfactory things are often eight or nine, and they can be the same as others.

Soon the sixth competition also began, this time with Zhang Yang's acquaintances.

Ma Zeyu, who was unkempt all over his body, held the long sword decadently and looked at the opponent in front of him.

His opponent was a middle-aged man dressed in a Taoist robe.

Instead of a sword, he was holding a dusty hand.

The battle begins!!

Ma Zeyu was not ready to make a move first, looking at the middle-aged man in a Taoist robe opposite.

Now it is rare for a Taoist priest to hold a dust whisk like this in the Xiuzhen world.

Such a Taoist priest relies on magical powers.

And in terms of the power of pure kendo and the time of cultivation.

Compared with these traditional cultivators, both the progress of cultivation and the improvement of strength are much faster.

But on the other hand, if you are proficient in a magic, you may be very strong.

And this Taoist priest is a strong man who came out of the proving ground.

Ma Zeyu: Since the Lei Cong incident, he is no longer the same as before.

Proud and arrogant, he has developed a cautious temperament no matter what it is.

The Taoist priest saluted Ma Zeyu, "Ma Daoyou, since you don't make the first move, then let me make the first move." ”

Ma Zeyu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Taoist priest whisked the dust with his left hand, and pinched a law decision with his right hand, "Hurry like a law, fall." ”

A golden mountain emerged from the sky and roared down towards Ma Zeyu.

Ma Zeyu raised the sword in his hand, and the sword body let out a sword sound that resounded throughout the ring.

A sword is slashed out, and the sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and a sword light is cold on 19 continents.

The golden mountain above his head was shattered by Ma Zeyu's sword qi, and that sword qi did not disappear.

It continued to explode towards the sky, slowly dissipating between heaven and earth.

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded his head, "It is worthy of the pride of the first day of the five major sects." ”

Ma Zeyu raised his head and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest and laughed at himself, "Are you laughing at me?"

Because of his arrogance, he led the elite disciples of the sect to kill that Lei Cong.

Not only did he not hurt Lei Cong in the slightest, but he didn't even see Lei Cong's face.

The people of the sect who followed him were almost completely killed and wounded.

This matter has long spread throughout the monastic world.

The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head, "No, no, poor Daoist saw that Ma Daoyou was so powerful, and he just said it from the bottom of his heart." ”

Ma Zeyu laughed at himself again, and didn't say that he was answering the words of the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Such words could no longer provoke him, or even shake his heart.

After all, since he came back, he will be mercilessly ridiculed and trampled on by his fellow disciples every day.

He was used to it, although he still felt very guilty.

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at Ma Zeyu's unfazed appearance and nodded.

"Ma Daoyou picks up !!"

"Haste as a law, out. ”

The left hand whisked the dust and danced with the right hand to pinch the trick, and suddenly condensed a golden flying sword beside the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Densely packed, it was only a lot more than Lu Wan's 108 flying swords.

"Urgent !!" middle-aged Taoist priest Buddha Chen pointed at Ma Zeyu.

The flying sword that condensed the void into a storm attacked Ma Zeyu.

Ma Zeyu's godless eyes lit up slightly when he saw the middle-aged Taoist priest's move.

After a moment, however, it dimmed again, raising his right hand and slashing at the sword array that was shooting at him.

A dazzling sword light of five zhang in size shot out.

This sword qi is more than a step higher than the one just now, whether it is momentum or power.

The flying sword condensed by the middle-aged Taoist priest touched the sword qi and immediately dissipated into the air.

It's like ice hitting a red-hot iron bar, and it melts quickly and visibly to the naked eye.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was shocked, the speed of this sword light was too fast, and it was already close to him.

However, when the sword light reached three inches in front of him, it suddenly turned into light particles and disappeared directly in his face.

After the middle-aged Taoist priest saw the sword light disappear, he calmed down after a while and saluted Ma Zeyu, "Thank you Ma Daoyou's men for showing mercy, and the poor Dao admits defeat." ”

After the middle-aged Taoist priest finished speaking, he got out of the ring.

Ma Zeyu exhaled and walked out of the ring.

There was silence under the ring, which was much more shocking than the Yulan just now.

Even the monks of the Breaking Dan Stage looked at Ma Zeyu with some shock.

Such a person is no longer a genius who can be described, no wonder he was so arrogant and arrogant.

Venerable Hua Mao looked at Ma Zeyu, who had stepped down in decadence, and shook his head secretly.

Alas!!!

He's an apprentice!!

Zhang Yang didn't speak, originally thinking that this Ma Zeyu was only picked up by the five major sects on the first day.

Now I find out that this guy is so powerful that he is already a pervert, okay?

Every day in this sect, he looks decadent, and to tell the truth, who can see it.

Every day, I would come to the courtyard to fart and brag with Zhang Yang and them, and I didn't see the cultivation of this thing at all.

Although he vaguely guessed that Lei Cong's incident hit him hard.

So the whole person has become extremely decadent, but why is this guy so strong?

Zhang Yang sighed again, it's really more annoying than people.

He's still a systematic!!

If you let this Ma Zeyu carry the system.

Lying !!

Zhang Yang can't look at it directly, and the improvement of his strength must be the same as sitting on a rocket.

"Xianggong, are you jealous of that horse boy's strength?"

The cold kite fairy looked at Zhang Yang's face full of jealousy, and couldn't help but ask.

Although this horse boy is good, when she started to cultivate, she met any genius.

You can stomp this horse boy under your feet.

Although there are more monks now than before, the overall strength is indeed worse than before.

After all, the monks didn't have extremely high talent and comprehension, and they couldn't even get in, and their overall strength was simply different from what they are now.