Hearing this man's words, the crowds on both sides of the ring suddenly gave way to a passage, and one of the elites of the two sects quietly lined up towards the ring. When the Qingfeng Sect disciple stepped into the ring and looked at the Tianyang Sect disciple, there was inevitably a look of extreme disdain and ridicule on his face.

Holding the weapon in his hand tightly, the Tianyang Sect disciple glared back viciously at the Qingfeng Sect disciple.

Next, after the man in charge of the competition said the rules of the competition, the 'elite battle' finally began in a cheer that shocked the sky.

At the same time as the slogan of the competition sounded, the ten elite disciples of the Tianyang Sect all retreated abruptly and gathered together two lengths away from the Qingfeng Sect disciples.

"Haha...... This is the elite of the Tianyang Sect? It doesn't matter if ordinary disciples do this, elite disciples can even learn from ordinary disciples and make the appearance of a turtle with a shrunken head......" The Qingfeng Sect disciple sneered arrogantly.

"Humph! Sister Qingshi said, let them be arrogant for a while, and they will know how powerful we are after a while! A whisper spread among the Tianyang Sect's group of disciples.

Offstage, the disciples of Qingfengmen echoed the arrogant laughter in the ring, but the people of Tianyang Sect were stopped by some elders, looking at the Qingfengmen people with angry faces, if no one stopped them, I am afraid that there will be a very large-scale scuffle here.

Looking at the situation on both sides, Ye Gu Duowu shook his head, this Qingfeng Sect's actions are indeed too much, if he is allowed to restrain these Tianyang Sect disciples, I am afraid that a big war will break out between the two sects long ago.

"Brothers, let's throw these shrunken turtles down together..."

As the echoing voices from the field became higher and higher, the Qingfeng Sect disciples on the field shouted, and they gathered together and rushed towards the disciples of the Tianyang Sect.

Looking towards the ring, Ye Guduo found that there was not much difference in the strength of the elite disciples of the two sides, and on average, they were all around the four-star spirit master. Is there such a big gap in weapons?

Just when Ye Guduo was puzzled, the disciples of the two sides were fighting together, the disciples of the Tianyang Sect were back to back in a circle, and the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect were also scattered in all directions and connected into a big circle, firmly covering the disciples of the Tianyang Sect in it.

"Brothers, the time has come to let them know our awesome ......"

With a shout, the disciples of the Tianyang Sect suddenly let out a loud shout at the same time, and at the same time, the weapons in their hands were all glowing with a layer of light, and countless earthy yellow particles shrouded the ten people like snowflakes.

Feeling the tremendous power surging from his arms, the disciples of the Tianyang Sect each roared, and directly collided with the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect, and a circle of energy fluctuations suddenly rippled out from the ring.

"What? How so! When the old man of the Qingfeng Sect saw the weapon in the hands of the disciples of the Tianyang Sect, he was stunned, his body suddenly leaned forward, and his eyes were wide open and he looked at the ring.

"Good intentions, Aoshan ......" glanced at Aoshan with a gloomy face, and the old man quenched hatefully, and said, "There are so many weapons engraved with the third-level array diagram hidden under my nose." However, you can't win, even if there are more weapons engraved with the third-level formation map, I will never give you any chance......"

As he spoke, the old man's palms clenched into fists. On the other side, Aoshan still looked at the old man indifferently and smiled slightly, and then moved his gaze to the ring

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