The cultivation of the fifth layer of Qi Condensation, few of the outer disciples dared to look at each other, and Tan Zhen relied on the Wind Spirit Sword, and his strength was not much better than that of ordinary disciples of the sixth layer of Qi Condensation, but even so, he still lost to Fang Mo in a head-on battle. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This victory, like a slap in the face, struck the faces of the people who had previously spoken and mocked, making them pale.

Under the third ring, his face was full of gloomy color, and his heart was even more tumbling waves, and in that battle, even with his cultivation of the sixth layer of condensation qi, he couldn't help but be a little frightened.

Liu Feng and Wang Dabao, who had not yet left the audience, showed a happy and excited look on their faces, and clenched their fists tightly.

Burst!

After Tan Zhen landed, he was just about to get up, but another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground again, his whole body was red with blood, he pointed at Fang Mo, and said intermittently: "Put ...... Give me back the sword......"

"You said you were going to give me the sword, why are you saying such things now?" Fang Mo frowned, the only trace of sympathy left in his heart suddenly dissipated, before Tan Zhen killed step by step, he didn't kill him, he was already merciful, but he didn't expect the other party to lose so much.

"Give him back the sword. ”

Suddenly, a light voice came from behind, Fang Mo's heart was shocked, and when he looked back, he saw that behind the ring, under the banner with the word "six" written on it, Wei Kou was looking at him coldly.

At that glance, Fang Mo clearly felt a stream of spiritual pressure coming towards him, he snorted coldly, the essence in his eyes suddenly appeared, his cultivation exploded, and the spiritual energy dispersed outside his body, canceling out that spiritual pressure, and said lightly: "Why?" The latest chapter of héiya пgě has been updated

A cold light flashed in Wei Kou's eyes, and an invisible pressure shrouded Fang Mo, and said, "If I tell you to return him, you must pay him back!"

So arrogant!

Fang Mo smiled angrily, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Are you the head of the house?"

"What?" Wei Kou thought he had misheard.

"Are you the head of my Heaven Stepping Sect?" Fang Mo's voice was one point higher.

Wei Kou was stunned for a moment and frowned: "Naturally not, I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Mo had already interrupted him and said loudly: "In this outer gate competition, if you grab it, it is your own thing, this is determined by the rules of the sect, since you are not the head of the sect, what qualifications do you have to order me?"

As soon as Fang Mo's words came out, Wei Kou's face immediately turned pale.

"Good, good, good!" Wei Kou raised his head and laughed, and when he looked at Fang Mo, there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and said extremely domineeringly: "In the ring here, no one can compete with this son anymore!"

As soon as Wei Kou's words fell, it immediately caused an uproar, and after Yu Wei glanced at Wei Kou, he didn't say anything to scold, Fang Mo's expression did not move, looking at the faces of the people around him, and found that the people who were about to come to the stage immediately retreated, and no one dared to go on stage to fight with him again.

"Alas, this Fang Mo is too reckless, Senior Brother Wei and Senior Brother Tan have a very personal relationship, at this moment he is speaking for Senior Brother Tan, as long as Fang Mo returns the Wind Spirit Sword to Senior Brother Tan, it can be resolved, but this Fang Mo is actually reckless, it is really unwise......"

"Senior Brother Wei is the second person in my outer gate, Senior Brother Yun is not here, this outer gate is bigger than him, he will definitely win the championship, he said in one word, in this sixth ring, naturally no one dares to go on stage to fight with Fang Mo. ”

"I don't know if this Fang Mo is lucky or unlucky, no one challenges him anymore, that is to say, he has entered the top sixteen and has a reward, but he is about to face Senior Brother Wei......"

"Alas, although the Wind Spirit Sword is good, but life is more important, this Fang Mo is a little overwhelmed. ”

Listening to the voices from the audience, Fang Mo finally understood what was going on, Wei Kou glanced at him, hugged his fist directly towards Yu Weiyi, and said, "Elder Yu, please announce the result!"

Yu Wei looked at the people under the sixth ring and said, "But someone wants to go on stage and continue to compete with Fang Mo?"

No one in the audience spoke, but they all took a step back, Yu Wei shook his head, and Fang Mo said: "Hurry up and recover the aura, this time the recovery time is not limited, and after you are fully prepared, you can compete with Wei Kou, if you win, you can enter the top eight, if you lose, ......"

"You will lose this battle!" Wei Kou suddenly said: "Fang Mo, enjoy your last time, I will break your limbs and abolish your whole body cultivation! Even if you admit defeat directly, it is useless, when I am promoted to an inner disciple, there will be more means to deal with you." ”

Fang Mo didn't speak, but there was a cold glow in his eyes that flashed, and he directly put away the Wind Spirit Sword and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"That Wind Spirit Sword was snatched by me, if he said it well, it would not be impossible for me to give it back to Tan Zhen, but this Wei Kou is aggressive, and even wants to cut off my limbs and abolish my cultivation...... Leave no room for it, am I really so deceitful?"

A hint of fierceness flashed in Fang Mo's eyes, and when he closed his eyes, he began to practice and begin to breathe.

This sixth ring, from the beginning to the end, has always been the focus, and the figure of Tsing Yi in the ring at this moment is too eye-catching, and it is difficult not to get people's attention.

After learning of the conflict between Fang Mo and Wei Kou, some people sighed, and some people gloated, but in the same way, they all crowded towards the sixth ring, making the other seven rings slightly empty.

In the limelight, Wei Kou had already stepped into the ring, looking at Fang Mo who was pranayama not far away, he closed his eyes slightly, and the atmosphere was a little solemn, resulting in the fact that although everyone's eyes were gathered in the ring here, no one spoke anymore.

The high-level members of the sect in the stands naturally also saw this scene, and they all laughed, although this kind of battle between the disciples in the condensation period was a little cruel, but the cultivation realm was like this, the survival of the fittest, if they couldn't even adapt to the struggle within the sect, then in the outside world, what was waiting for them would be even more brutal and bloody killings.

"Elder Qiao, the essence of the aura in the disciple's body is pure and majestic, which is really rare among the disciples in the condensation period, and the technique of controlling fire with one hand is even more superb, although he only has five layers of condensation, but even if the seventh layer of condensation qi is against him, it may not be said to be a steady victory, you are really interested. An old man with a long face said meaningfully.

Qiao Wanqian's eyes opened and closed slightly, and he said lightly: "Although it is difficult for the body of the sealed veins to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, even if it is absorbed, it is not one in ten, but every bit of aura that remains is extremely pure. It is indeed difficult for my disciple to cultivate, but Qiao Mou has not many other pills, that is, there are the most elixirs, especially the elixirs suitable for disciples in the Qi Condensation Period. ”

"Presumably, Fang Mo's cultivation has reached this point, and the pills consumed are already massive, but the more this vein sealing body, the more difficult it becomes, the more resources are needed, the resources required are innumerable, and it is even more difficult to build a foundation, even if all the resources of my sect are tilted towards him, I am afraid that it will be difficult......"

"Elder Mo, are you worrying too much......" Qiao Wanqian's voice contained anger, but in fact, he sneered in his heart: a thing with no eyesight, how can you imagine the mutated fire spirit body, even if you don't need any elixir, the speed of cultivation will not be slow!

"I've lived a lot of years, and if I'm arguing at this moment, if I am seen by the juniors below, what kind of system will it become?" He Qingshan's words sounded, Qiao Wanqian and Elder Mo immediately stopped talking, He Qingshan chuckled, and then began to transmit the sound to Yu Wei under the sixth ring.

Yu Wei's expression suddenly moved, and he listened attentively, and after a while, he looked at He Qingshan in the stands, and saluted with his fists.

He Qingshan nodded with a smile, and then said to Qiao Wanqian: "Elder Qiao, don't be anxious, I have already instructed Wei Chuanyin that the competition between Fang Mo and Wei Kou, this competition, only divides victory and defeat, not life and death." ”

"Master He has a heart. Qiao Wanqian owed slightly, he naturally knew that He Qingshan's so-called indifference between life and death was actually for Fang Mo's consideration, after all, even Qiao Wanqian himself had no confidence in the battle with Fang Mo and Wei Kou.

The scorching sun at noon was like fire, scattered throughout the bluestone square, in the sixth ring, Fang Mo's eyes suddenly opened, standing up from his knees, his aura had fully recovered, as he stood up, the cyan robe was windless and automatic, his eyes looked calmly at Wei Kou in front of him, and directly patted the storage bag, the wind spirit sword floated in front of him, and the tip of the sword pointed to Wei Kou.

"What? This Fang Mo actually dared to compete with Senior Brother Wei, and he took the initiative to challenge. ”

"I thought he would just give up the fight, but I didn't expect him to really dare to have the courage to fight. ”

"There will be a battle between the two! Tan Zhen and Senior Brother Wei have a personal relationship, but Fang Mo snatched his Wind Spirit Sword, and then reprimanded Senior Brother Wei, with Senior Brother Wei's character, he will not let him go!"

Wei Kou tilted his neck, slapped the storage bag with his right hand, took out a black spear from it, pointed it at Fang Mo, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "For Elder Qiao's sake, if you return the Wind Spirit Sword to Tan Zhen at this moment, and then abandon your cultivation and repent on your knees, I can still leave you with sound limbs, otherwise, when I do it, you will have no chance." ”

Fang Mo's expression did not move, his gaze fell on Wei Kou's spear, and he said calmly: "The spear in your hand is good, if you take the initiative to hand it over, I will give you ten low-grade spirit stones, if not, when I do it, you will not get a single spirit stone." ”

"Since you are looking for death, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Wei Kou's face sank, his spear was behind him, and his body was slightly tilted, like a tiger pounced on a rabbit.

Fang Mo held a sword in his right hand, his left hand stretched out, his palm facing Wei Kou, and a ball of flame the size of a skull suddenly condensed and formed, emitting a scorching heat.

After life and death, he is no longer a dazed scholar who once did not know how to fight, even if Wei Kou's cultivation has reached the eighth layer of condensation, Fang Mo is not afraid, his killer weapon has always been hidden deep in his heart.

Boom!

A muffled sound came out, and after the formation blessing of the ring, under Wei Kou's feet, a crack actually appeared, and his entire body turned into an afterimage, and the spear in his hand stabbed straight at Fang Mo.

Fang Mo's gaze froze, and the fireball in his left palm suddenly flew out, crashing towards Wei Kou, who was rushing straight forward.

"Just a fireball technique, no matter how extraordinary it is, it's not more than Er'er, give me a scatter!" Wei Kou stabbed directly into the fireball with a shot, his arm shook, and with a bang, the fireball was directly dispersed by the spear, while Wei Kou's figure did not pause at all, and the tip of the spear pierced Fang Mo's eyebrows.