......

After a "fierce" battle, Wang Yimeng's feet slipped and fell out of the ring.

Everyone in the audience: "......"

No matter how weak your close-quarters ability is, you can't do this, what is it called "slipping under your feet"? You are a cultivator, and you are slipping under your feet......

At this moment, at least one-fifth of the many disciples in the audience had the question of whether the Fu Master could be easily pinched to death.

And Zhong Lisheng, who was still in the five-stage ring during the Qi Gathering Period, tried his best to maintain his superficial elegance, but he laughed wildly in his heart.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha, I didn't expect it, Ge Laozi, I still practice swords, ahhahaha-"

Under the watchful eye, Zhong Lisheng stepped on the protruding wooden stake on the edge of the ring, supported his forehead with one hand, and said with a deep face:

"Don't be obsessed with the next, because the next is just a legend. ”

Everyone: "????"

"Peng!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound behind Zhong Lisheng, and when he looked back, a big man with muscles appeared in the ring.

Zhong Lisheng: "......"

After a moment of silence, Zhongli Sheng turned his head in embarrassment.

"The rapid retreat shows the true character of the hero. ”

Said yes and walked off the ring.

Everyone in the audience: "Whew-"

......

On the referee's bench.

Seeing this scene in the ring, although the corners of his mouth kept twitching, he still didn't forget to surrender his gaze to Murong Di.

"Really, lost. Murong Di patted his head lightly, as if he was blaming himself for his misjudgment.

"Here, what are you doing staring at me, I'm not Fang Long. Murong Di said helplessly, and with a slight click, a fiery red crystal was taken out of the storage ring.

The fiery red crystals were covered with fine lines, and a burning sensation rose around them.

Yinling taught it unceremoniously took it into his pocket.

Fang Long was unhappy, "What do you mean that you are not Fang Long?"

Murong Di chuckled: "I am indeed not you, I am Murong Di." ”

......

The "thrilling" duel between the two talismans ended so hastily, which everyone never expected.

Maybe there's no talisman trick, and there is still a duel between two great masters in the seventh stage of the Qi Gathering Period to watch!

Everyone once again turned their attention back to the battle between Han Ling and Li Rujun.

Then, the crowd happened to see the two of them salute each other with their swords, and then each stepped down.

The ring in the seventh stage of the Qi Gathering Period became empty again.

Everyone: "......"

Why are they all gone?Who won, hey? Shouldn't we keep one?

In fact, Han Ling and Li Rujun fought back and forth, and after a stalemate for a long time, it was only five or five, and the battle qi in his body was constantly consumed, and in the end, Han Ling was a step ahead and won Li Rujun's half move.

However, the battle qi in his body has already been used, and it is better to go on his own than to wait for the next person to come up and defeat him.

Han Ling sat back in his place and began to close his eyes and breathe.

Zhong Lisheng and Jin Dali sat next to each other - Jin Dali was just defeated by a disciple who was at the peak of the second stage of the Qi Gathering Period and was one step closer to the third stage of the Qi Gathering Period, although the other party won extremely hard, but Jin Dali could no longer stay in the ring.

Now, in the seventeenth courtyard of the North Courtyard of Tuxing, only Mo Yun is still in the ring.

......

Mo Yun repelled Liu Sheng and then Chang An, defeated the two disciples with ease again, and stood in the ring of the third stage of the Qi Gathering Period with a little boredom.

Some people in the audience weighed their strength and were too frightened to go on stage.

"Alas-" Mo Yun sighed, there are so many people, how can there be no one who can fight, how can this play the role of learning from each other and confirming martial arts.

"Slow, did Yun Annan practice before...... Can you skip the challenge?'

A flash of inspiration flashed in Mo Yun's mind, and he raised his head suddenly.

His gaze was deflected and he was cast into the ring of the fourth stage of the Qi Gathering Period.

If he is a master of the fourth stage of the Qi Gathering Period, he should be able to put a little pressure on him, right?

And you say that it is not a coincidence, it is no one else in the fourth stage of the Qi Gathering Period, it is precisely Li Fang, a disciple of the Muxing East Academy!

"Hey, hey, hey......" Mo Yun smiled, tiptoeing, and fell into the ring of the fourth stage of the Qi Gathering Period like a fallen leaf gone with the wind.

The audience suddenly erupted into a commotion again.

"Look, someone has crossed the level to challenge, someone has crossed the level to challenge!"

"I'll go, awesome, how dare you?" muttered in surprise.

"Maybe it's just sensationalism and eye-catching. Someone looked incredulous.

In any case, Mo Yun also chose to turn a deaf ear.

Seeing Mo Yun jumping from the three-stage ring of the Qi Gathering Period, Li Fang raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Heh, I don't know how thick the sky is. 』

Li Fang sneered inwardly, but his face did not change, and he was about to introduce himself, but he was robbed by Mo Yun.

"Brother Li was dancing with his teeth and claws a few days ago, and he was handsome, as if he was still yesterday. ”

Mo Yun smiled slightly, and said lightly sarcastically.

The crowd in the north courtyard under the ring immediately cheered, and even more, they raised the candle handcuffs and small leather whip to show Li Fang.

Li Fang's chest froze, and he immediately grinned.

"It's not enough to just take advantage of your tongue, you have to have strength in your hands. ”

Mo Yun saluted slightly, swirled his spear, arched his legs slightly, and put on a posture, and the momentum was directed at Li Fang.

"Tuxing North Courtyard, Moyun. ”

"Muhang East Courtyard, Li Fang. ”

"Peng!"

As soon as he finished the introduction, Mo Yun stepped on his feet, and his figure quickly blurred, and his spear was like a dragon, directly taking Li Fang.

"Heh, that's all there is to it?"

Li Fang smiled disdainfully, swung his long sword, and swung away this not very strong blow.

Defend and fight back.

The spear in Mo Yun's hand, which was already in the hands of the castration and should have been retracted, pulled out a spear flower in mid-air, changed direction, and hit Li Fang without stopping.

“！！！”

Li Fang was startled, so he had to give up the intention of attacking, and his footwork was full of flowers, and he retreated.

However, Mo Yun was like an ordinary maggot attached to the bone, stepping on a ghostly body, following closely, and the spear attacked like a storm, making Li Fang almost out of breath.

Fortunately, each of Mo Yun's shots was not strong, although the continuous attacks did make Li Fang scramble for a while, but that's all.

Li Fang silently observed Mo Yun, waiting for Mo Yun to reveal his flaws, so that he could defeat the enemy with one blow.

After holding out for a while under the stormy offensive, Li Fang began to feel that something was wrong.

"This ...... Why is this energy getting bigger and bigger?'

From an offensive that can be easily swept away with a single sword at the beginning, to an offensive that will be a little numb once you block.

Li Fang found that the power of Moyun's marksmanship was slowly improving.

"No, we can't go on like this, we have to interrupt him!"

Li Fang jumped away abruptly, and Moyun's spear stabbed into the air, but as soon as he turned in midair, his strength increased instead of decreasing, and he attacked Li Fang again.

"Wood Spirit Sword!"

The battle qi in Li Fang's body burst out, and the surging green wood attribute battle qi burst out, pouring into the long sword, wanting to crush the continuous spear momentum of the ink cloud in one fell swoop.

"Gun Shield!"

Mo Yun did not retreat, and singled out the black lotus swaying, wisps of black battle qi burst out, turning into wisps of black flames swirling around the spear.

"Dang!"

The black spear wind shield flashed away, and then it was Li Fang's long sword that returned to calm.

Mo Yun's footwork under his feet changed, and the spear in his hand did not decrease, sticking tightly to Li Fang.

Although he was a little panicked after losing the first blow, Li Fang still defended in an orderly manner, looking for an opportunity to show his skills again.

But soon, Li Fang despaired.

Mo Yun's spears were getting stronger and stronger, and the continuous offensive made it difficult for Li Fang to have time to breathe.

"How can it get stronger?

Li Fang already had fear in his heart, if he continued like this, Mo Yun's gun momentum would continue like this, and he would soon be defeated.

The only hope of defeating Moyun is to get out of the area covered by Moyun's spear and use his skills to interrupt his spear!

But how can it be simple?

Mo Yun's gun, with its continuous and stronger marksmanship, made Li Fang think of the whirlpool in the distant sea of clouds.

At first, you don't feel anything, and when you fall deeper and deeper, you can't get out again, and you can only be slaughtered.

It's both deep and powerful.

......