Standing in green clothes, not tall, young and immature, there was a hidden composure between his eyebrows, Fang Mo's eyes were calm, looking at the corpse under his feet, a month ago, he was only at the peak of the third layer of condensation, this He advocate is not an opponent, let alone now. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

That day in the grotto, Fang Mo used the power of the elixir to successfully break through to the fifth layer of condensation, as soon as he came back, just in time for this outer door Dabi, at this moment, his cultivation at the peak of the third layer of condensation was naturally the result of the hidden cultivation of the Hidden Spirit Pill.

However, everyone in the audience didn't know about his hidden cultivation, and at this moment, there was an uproar, and they all looked at Fang Mo in shock.

"How so? With the cultivation of the third layer of condensation qi, it is easy to kill the fourth layer of condensation qi, how is this possible?"

"Hmm...... In my opinion, perhaps because he took the fire dragon grass, the aura is pure and rich far beyond ordinary people, and because of the characteristics of the fire dragon grass, he used fire attribute exercises, and the power is far beyond ordinary people. ”

"It must be so! And I guess he looked understated before, but in fact it was extremely difficult, and it was just a bluff at the moment, even if he was given a pill of Hui Qi Pill and given him a stick of incense to recover, I am afraid that it would be difficult for the aura to fully recover!"

"Fang Mo, win!" Yu Wei opened his mouth at the right time, waved his hand, poked out a pill from his fingertips, went straight to Fang Mo, and said lightly: "You only have a maximum of recovery time for a stick of incense, if you don't need to recover, the competition continues."

As he spoke, he didn't look at the corpse on the ground, and several of his disciples stepped forward and carried the corpse away.

Due to the special rules of the Heaven Stepping Sect, the disciples secretly fought a lot in private, survival of the fittest, the treatment of the weak and the strong was very different, and this outer door competition couldn't help but live and die, so what everyone cared about was Fang Mo himself.

Fang Mo took the elixir, smelled it, and suddenly a fragrant smell came, he looked up at Yu Wei and asked, "Uncle Shi, I don't know what kind of elixir this is?"

"Rejuvenation Pill, used to restore aura, get one pill for each victory, you can take it on the spot! If it's not enough, figure it out by yourself, and if you don't need it, you can put it away by yourself. Yu Wei said indifferently.

"How much is this pill worth?" Fang Mo's heart moved.

"Ten lower-grade spirit stones."

"If I am injured, this time the Qi Pill can only recover the aura......" Fang Mo blinked, and said without saying anything.

"If you are injured, you can get a pill of Qi and Blood Pill, which can heal the injury to a certain extent." Yu Wei answered truthfully.

"I don't know how much this Qi and Blood Pill is worth?"

"Eight lower-grade spirit stones."

Fang Mo blinked, his mind turned sharply, he suddenly showed a painful look, and shouted: "Senior uncle, I am seriously injured, quickly give me the Qi and Blood Pill......"

Yu Wei was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile angrily: "Don't mess around, you are obviously not injured, what else do you need for Qi and Blood Pill?"

Thump!

Fang Mo suddenly sat on the ground, covering his chest, and said intermittently, "Uncle Shi, you...... I've got internal wounds, I'm ...... I'm dying......"

Yu Wei was dumbfounded, if it was someone else, he would have slapped him away, but when he raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Wanqian in the stands, he couldn't help sighing, took out a vial, popped out a pill to Fang Mo, and said helplessly: "Heal as soon as possible, the time for a stick of incense will soon pass."

"Thank you, uncle!" Fang Mo grabbed the pill and turned over and stood up suddenly, with a look of joy on his face, where was there still the way he was going to die or live before.

"This ...... How can this Fang Mo be so shameless?" This scene also stunned the people in the audience.

"Yes, it's shameless! Uncle Yu, how can you really give him the pill? He's obviously not hurt! He's lying to you, get him out of the ring. ”

Yu Wei's eyes widened, and he scolded: "Silence! If you have any doubts, stand in front of me and speak!"

The few people who spoke suddenly shrank their necks, not daring to make any more noise, but they despised Fang Mo's behavior extremely in their hearts.

Fang Mo happily put the Hui Qi Pill and Qi Blood Pill into the storage bag, ignoring the disdain of those people for him, before Yu Wei looked at Qiao Wanqian, his gaze was captured, expecting that Yu Wei would not do anything to himself, and said unabashedly at this moment: "Elder Yu, my injury is almost healed, so there is no need to waste any more time, continue to fight."

Seeing this scene, it immediately caused a burst of curses from the audience, and some people even called Fang Mo a shame for the Heaven Stepping Sect, Yu Wei also frowned, took a deep breath, and then calmed down, waved his hand and said, "The next one continues!"

Almost at the moment when Yu Wei's words fell, a thin young man jumped into the ring, also a fourth-level cultivator, he said solemnly: "Fang Mo, you are the shame of my Heavenly Sect, today I Roger will wash away your shame for the sect, if you have self-knowledge, you will quickly admit defeat and step down."

The other party's righteous words, Fang Mo chuckled, and was about to debate with Roger, at this moment, the latter's eyes flashed, he slapped the storage bag suddenly, and took out a spirit knife, which was more than four feet long, and the blade was shining red, which was extremely good at a glance.

"You still have to argue with me, it's really an idiot!" Roger sneered inwardly, held the knife in both hands, and shouted, and immediately a huge knife-shaped phantom formed, slashing down towards Fang Mo.

Rumble!

The ring shook suddenly, if it weren't for the fact that this ring was blessed by the formation, I am afraid that this knife would definitely have to open a few cracks.

With this split, when Roger raised his eyes to look again, he was suddenly stunned, Fang Mo was gone, he scratched his head, and said to himself: "Could it be that I have chopped the bones to the ground?"

At this moment, a palm reached out from behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and a voice came out: "Where are you looking?"

Roger's body shook, and as soon as he turned his head suddenly, he saw a smiling face, and before he could come back to his senses, a fist quickly enlarged in front of his eyes and slammed on the bridge of his nose.

"Oops!" Roger's eyes darkened, and he retreated backwards again and again, Fang Mo quickly followed, grabbed his neck by the collar, waved his arm outward, and directly threw Roger out of the ring with a knife.

With a bang, Roger smashed to the ground in disgrace, quickly turned over and stood up, and was about to continue to rush to the stage with an angry face, Yu Wei suddenly glanced at him coldly, and the latter's back was cold, and he immediately paused.

"Fang Mo, win!"

"What? It's him who wins!" Everyone was shocked, if the first time can be said to be luck, but this second victory is not as simple as luck.

Fang Mo grinned and said to Wei, "Uncle Shi, that ...... I used to spend a lot of aura and was badly injured......"

"Humph!" Yu Wei snorted coldly, in the previous battle, Fang Mo only cast a wind movement technique to flash the giant sword phantom, although this wind movement technique was much faster than that of ordinary disciples, but where did it cost how much aura? As for the injury, it's pure fart!

But even so, Yu Wei still popped out a Returning Qi Pill and a Qi Blood Pill to Fang Mo respectively, and asked impatiently, "Rest, or continue?"

Fang Mo put away the pill and smiled, he felt that participating in this outer door competition was really very real, and he said without thinking: "Continue"

As soon as Fang Mo's words fell, the wind sounded, and the figure of a burly man appeared in the ring.

As soon as this big man came to the stage, without saying a word, he slapped the ground with both hands, and suddenly raised an earthen wall from all around Fang Mo, wrapping his whole body in the blink of an eye.

Immediately after, Dahan immediately slapped the storage bag, took out an oversized iron hammer, held the hammer in both hands, and strode towards Fang Mo, who was trapped by the earthen wall.

"He is Senior Brother Zhuo, using his five-layer cultivation of condensation to cast this earth wall trap, it is not something that Fang Mo can easily break, and the hammer in Senior Brother Zhuo's hand is a good magic weapon! This is the trick that Senior Brother Zhuo uses, he is going to smash it together with Fang Mo and the earth wall, Fang Mo is going to be finished!" Someone in the audience said quickly.

Dahan came to the edge of the earthen wall in a blink of an eye, the iron hammer was raised high, and the golden light runes on the iron hammer flashed, and he was about to smash down towards the earthen wall, when the earthen wall suddenly emitted a red and scorching light, followed by a pillar of fire rising into the sky, and the earthen wall collapsed instantly.

Fang Mo's figure rushed out of it, and before the hammer fell, the fist wrapped in flames slammed into the big man's chest, and with a bang, the clothes on the big man's upper body instantly burned to ashes, and the whole person flew backwards, falling under the ring with a bang.

At this moment, in this bluestone square, there are people fighting in every ring, but most people's eyes are all on the sixth ring, that Qingyi can actually defeat three people in a row, and one of them is a disciple of the fifth layer of condensation, which is really beyond everyone's expectations.

He Qingshan, who was in the stands, looked at Fang Mo with interest, and suddenly his brows furrowed, and he muttered: "Condensation three-layer ......"

He Qingshan's eyes froze, his divine sense poked out, swept towards Fang Mo, and in an instant, he retracted his gaze, looked at Qiao Wanqian, sighed and said, "Elder Qiao, why are you doing this?" Even if he forcibly piled his cultivation to the fifth layer of condensation qi with the power of the elixir, he was a sealed vein body after all, but he could not live for eighteen ...... if he built a foundation."

It was difficult for the foundation building period and the Qi condensation stage realm to see through Fang Mo's hidden cultivation, but He Qingshan and several elders of the Dan Stage next to him swept through with the power of divine sense, and easily found out Fang Mo's true cultivation, and naturally thought that this was piled up by Qiao Wanqian with the power of the elixir.

Qiao Wanqian's mind turned sharply, and then his face was calm, but he deliberately showed a faint excitement, and said: "Qiao Mou is only this disciple in his life, even if he is a waste material, he is still my disciple!" This outer gate is a grand event of my sect, and he only has this one chance in his life, and he will ...... in a year Alas!"

He Qingshan shook his head, he had no doubts about Qiao Wanqian's words, and the rest of the elders of the Yudan Stage looked at each other, and they were all embarrassed.

"Maybe this outer door competition will be the first and last time that Fang Mo will shine......

Listening to the sighs of those Elder Jiedan beside him, Qiao Wanqian sneered in his heart, and looked at Fang Mo who was in the sixth ring, with fiery greed in his eyes.

"It's already the fifth layer of condensation, the mutated fire spirit body is really extraordinary, no matter what chance you have, everything you have will eventually belong to me......"