Wu Kun stared at Liu Xinyan and Mo Yu on the stage, there should not be much suspense in this ending, and then Wu Kun's eyes were staring at Xiaoyue in the distance, and the girl Xiaoyue seemed to be looking at Wu Kun, looking at Wu Kun's gaze and nodding slightly, he didn't seem to have any worries about his own young lady. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Whew. Mo Yu took a deep breath, and on the flying sword in his hand, a sword blade spread, and a lot of traces dragged out on the early stone platform. With a spark, he immediately pounced on Liu Xinyan.

Liu Xinyan's expression did not change much, when this Mo Yu's figure approached a distance of five meters, his body moved, his toes touched the ground, and his body was like a fallen leaf in the wind, fluttering and flickering, and in an instant, it was staggered with that Mo Yu's figure.

At this moment, the handprint in Liu Xinyan's hand was formed, the blue light around her body was sheng, her wrist stretched out her sleeve gracefully, Qianqianyu's hand was raised, and then it slashed out horizontally very naturally, and the five water columns in her hand formed five small water blades, cutting through the air and storming away at this Mo Yu.

Mo Yu's expression sank, and five sword shadows were drawn out of the flying sword in his hand, and they collided with the five water blades respectively, and the sword shadows cut through the air, and it also brought a roar of breaking wind, and the surrounding air was squeezed out.

"Woo Woo ......"

This power collided, although the water blade was shattered by the sword shadow, but Mo Yu's body was staggered and was shocked by more than ten steps, and then the flying sword took out a piece of lightning and flint on the stone platform to stabilize his body.

At this time, Liu Xinyan's figure flashed again, the figure waved her arm gracefully, and a half-meter diameter azure water balloon in her right hand condensed, bringing up a fierce energy, smashing towards Mo Yu, the water balloon was pressed vigorously, and there were ripples in the air, and the strength of the ninth layer in the foundation building period was definitely not low.

Mo Yu's expression sank again, the flying sword in his hand pulled out of the stone platform, and with a dozen one-handed seals, the spiritual power was infused, and the sword body buzzed, and then he gritted his teeth and stood up, the flying sword in his hand stabbed out, and the flying sword left a dazzling arc in the invisible air, and above the sharp tip of the sword, a sword shadow light blade seemed to penetrate the air barrier.

With the change of dozens of rays of light from the tip of the sword, a sword flower was pulled, and with a crisp sound, the sword shadow and the water ball collided together, the two touched, and suddenly the two strong qi touched, but the blade on the tip of the sword was swallowed by the water ball, and the flying sword in Mo Yu's hand was difficult to move at all.

Immediately, the water ball pushed, and the sword body was pressed into an extremely curved arc, as if it was about to break off from it, Mo Yu's eyes were shocked, and he retreated again and again in an instant.

Seeing this scene, many people also pinched a cold sweat for Mo Yu, Mo Yu is too different in strength, and he is obviously not an opponent.

"Snort. At this moment, Liu Xinyan's figure appeared ghostly again, her wrist was lightly raised, the jade palm was raised, and a blue palm print was waved out without hesitation, and the violent water spirit root spiritual power surged out from the palm of her hand, and fell on Mo Yu's right shoulder, and the powerful power poured out, and the protective qi on Mo Yu's body cracked and shattered, the jade palm fell, and Mo Yu's body instantly fell to the ground like a broken kite.

"Bang!" With a sound of landing, Mo Yu's body fell under the stone platform without any suspense.

"Liu Xinyan wins. The deacon of the Feather Sect said, according to the rules, if you fall under the stone platform, you will lose, and in the first game, Liu Xinyan successfully got a place and was able to enter the Feather Sect.

Liu Xinyan immediately fell off the stone platform in an instant, and smiled slightly when she arrived at Wu Kun's side, as if all this had been expected by her for a long time, and she did not feel any surprise.

"Fifteen thousand gold ingots!" Wu Kun smiled slightly in his heart at this time, Liu Xinyan won, and the 1,500 gold ingots he bet earned ten times in three days, and he knew that he would make up some money and bet more.

"The second game, Xiong Ba, Zhang Huang. The middle-aged deacon of the Feather Sect took out two jade slips from the small box again, and this time, it was Xiong Ba and Zhang Huang.

Wu Kun looked at that Zhang Huang, it was in the Fengchen Martial Academy, and began to follow behind Miaochen, a young man who was eighteen years old, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and his cultivation was only on the second floor of the foundation building period, but it was not bad, but among everyone, there was no difference from that Mo Yu just now.

Xiong Ba smiled slightly, secretly happy in his heart, he was undoubtedly lucky to meet this Zhang Huang, if he met that Huang Meng, it would be unlucky.

Jumping forward, Xiong Ba moved cleanly on the stone platform, and his cultivation of the third layer of the foundation building period was going to take a lot of cheap.

At this time, Zhang Huang's face was not very good-looking, and he knew that he was a little bad in his heart, but he also moved gracefully on the stone platform.

"Zhang Huang, you go down for me!" As soon as Zhang Huang got on the stone platform, Xiong Ba gave a cold cheer mixed with spiritual power, his body trembled slightly, and a stream of earthy yellow spiritual power quickly covered his body, forming a spiritual power shield in front of him, and roared in a low voice from his throat: "Overlord Fist!"

As Xiong Ba's shouts fell, the handprints condensed, his hands crossed in front of him, and a fist mark shook the air, and the sound of breaking the air sounded, carrying a strong energy, and attacked towards Zhang Huang with a bang.

Zhang Huang felt the strength of the other party, he couldn't help but be shocked, his face changed slightly, with a flick of his hand, the handprint was struck, and his right hand suddenly swung back, and a fierce invisible energy erupted from his palm.

Both forces were not weak, and a strong wind emerged and blew across the stone platform, and finally these two forces were strong and bombarded together.

"Bang!"

The collision of the two fierce energies, the two of them were suddenly wrapped around to form a whirlpool of energy, like a small tornado, and then Zhang Huang seemed to be weak, and his body staggered back, and the difference in strength was one level apart, and he would suffer a lot in terms of strength.

"Zhang Huang, you're not my opponent, go down!" Xiong Ba snorted slightly, the soles of his feet instantly stepped on the ground, his body rose up, and a fist mark bombarded out again.

"Hmph, Xiongba, you don't need to be arrogant. Zhang Huang shouted, his body retreated to one side, and narrowly avoided Xiong Ba's punch sideways.

"What about arrogance, who makes your strength insufficient. Xiong Ba drank coldly again, Zhang Huang just retreated, Xiong Ba slammed on the ground with the soles of his feet again, his body shot out wildly, the handprint in his hand changed, and more than a dozen tree vines surged out from the cyan light in front of him, passing through an invisible spatial ripple, and then wrapped around Zhang Huang, bringing a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Feeling the sharp wind-breaking energy in front of him, Zhang Huang's face was solemn, the Twin Spirit Root Monks were much stronger than ordinary monks, and the Twin Spirit Roots were unguardable.

"It is worthy of being a Twin Spirit Root Monk, and his strength is much stronger than that of a monk of the same level. On the referee's seat, Jue Fengchen said that Zhang Huang of his own martial arts academy was restrained, which was also expected by him.

"Absolute Master, doesn't your Wind and Dust Martial Academy also have a Twin Spirit Root Cultivator?" Pang Qinglong said with a slight smile.

"That's not as good as your Seven Xuanwu Academy, and your Seven Xuanwu Academy also has a Three Spirit Root Monk. "Absolutely dusty.

At this time, on the stone platform in the field, under the wrapping of more than a dozen tree vines, Zhang Huang's body was slightly sideways, his steps retreated sharply, and the spiritual power in his body surged, but in his right hand, he unconsciously held a big knife, and the cold light on the knife was clear, and then he slashed at a tree vine.

"Phew. With a sound, the vines broke in response, and then put away the knife and fell, and several more vines were cut in the middle of the horizon, but the remaining vines were already within reach.

"Break it for me. Zhang Huang shouted, a stream of spiritual power surged out of his body, the big knife in his hand trembled, and instantly a flame wrapped around the knife body, visible to the naked eye, an invisible fluctuation suddenly fluctuated around Zhang Huang's body, and the spiritual power in the body was frantically infused into the knife body, and his face suddenly turned a little pale, this move seems to be a hole card, the power is not small, but it needs to consume a lot of spiritual power.

At the same time, the sword slashed out, and a blazing sword flame danced in the surrounding space, protecting Zhang Huang's body without leaking.

The vines streaked through the space, and were instantly engulfed by the flames of the sword, and instantly turned into a cloud of white smoke and disappeared into the sky.

"Hmph, now, it's time for you to go down. But at this time, Xiong Ba's figure arrived in front of Zhang Huang's body, a palm print in front of him withdrew, the spiritual power of the surrounding space was raging, the palm print crossed the space, and then bombarded Zhang Huang with a shocked face in front of him.

Zhang Huang's pupils contracted at this time, his expression was horrified, there was no way to dodge at all, the shock in his heart flashed by, the spiritual power around his body surged, and the spiritual power of the fire spirit root was poured into the big knife in his hand, and the sword suddenly made a big move, but it was also a step slower.

At this moment, the palm print in Xiong Ba's hand passed directly through Zhang Huang's talisman spirit cover, and then smashed on his right shoulder.

"Boom!"

The space exploded, and when the sound fell, a figure flew out upside down, and then fell heavily under the stone platform, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of everyone's eyes.

"Xiong Ba wins. Zhang Huang fell off the stone platform, he was already defeated, and the deacon of the Yuhua Sect immediately announced the result.

On the seats before the onlookers, many people in Xuanji and the Seven Xuanwu Courtyard smiled.

On the referee's seat, Pang Qinglong was also full of smiles, and finally successfully entered the Feather Sect, but he was a little worried in his heart, among the remaining four, if Wu Kun met that Huang Meng, it would be a little troublesome.

At this time, the head of the Fengchen Martial Academy, his face was a little difficult to look at at this time, and the disciples of his own Martial Academy lost to the Seven Xuanwu Academy, which was naturally not a happy thing.

"Hmph!" Xiong Ba jumped down from the stone platform and glanced at Wu Kun coldly.

"Boy, you give me a little more pride, and when the opportunity comes, I will cripple you, master, and I will settle this account with you in the future." Wu Kun said secretly in his heart.

As Xiong Ba jumped off the stone platform, the remaining four people looked at the middle-aged deacon of the Feather Sect again, the third round undoubtedly made everyone nervous, Wu Kun, Miao Chen, and Mo Zhen of the Star Dou Martial Academy, all of them didn't want to meet Huang Meng, none of them were stupid, Huang Meng's strength was the strongest, if anyone met it, it would be who was unlucky.

"The third scene, Miaochen ......" The middle-aged deacon of the Feather Sect took out two jade plates from the small box, looked at the four people under him and said, "Mo Zhen." ”

"Luck is really bad!" Wu Kun's face was slightly gloomy, this is really unlucky, Huang Meng's strength realm of the ninth layer of the foundation building period, and the fourth layer of the foundation building period by himself, this difference is too big, the difference of one layer is a big hurdle, not to mention the difference of five layers.

"It seems that I don't have a chance to have a good fight with you, the Three Spirit Root Cultivators, this time. Miaochen said to Wu Kun, and then his delicate and concave body gracefully climbed onto the stone platform.

Mo Zhen looked helpless, and he also jumped onto the stone platform, this is also his best luck, at least on the surface, he is better for Miaochen than Huang Meng of the Fierce Bear Martial Academy, and Wu Kun of the Seven Xuanwu Academy.

Under the stone platform, there are only Wu Kun and Huang Meng left, Pang Qinglong, Bai Ruoxue, Chen Baihu and others, their expressions also changed slightly at this time, although they knew that Wu Kun was extraordinary, but this is a six-fold realm, and the difference in strength is too great, in their eyes, Wu Kun is only the third layer of the foundation building period, and Wu Kun hides a layer of strength realm.

Only Xuanji, Xiong Ba smiled when he saw all this, even Li Daren and Nalan Suzaku, Li Hao and the three of them also sneered faintly, waiting to see Wu Kun defeated.

"Mo Zhen, you are the second layer of the foundation building period, you are not my opponent, surrender!" Miaochen, who was dressed in a strong suit, looked at Mo Zhen and said.

"Whether it is an opponent or not, you have to compare it to know, even if it is not an opponent, my Star Dou Martial Academy has no one to surrender. Mo Zhen said indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, the head of the Star Dou Martial Arts Academy on the referee's seat suddenly smiled slightly, very satisfied, and it also made the onlookers have a lot of good feelings.

"Okay, then I'll let you do it first. Miaochen pouted.

"Then you're welcome. After the voice fell, Mo Zhen knew that his strength was weak, so he was naturally not polite, and his body jumped, and a stream of red spiritual power surged out from his body.

At this moment in the sky, the handprint in Mo Zhen's hand was formed, and a scimitar with a diameter of half a meter appeared in his hand, on the blade, the dark red light flickered, and a groove snaked out along the tip of the knife, with a cold light, this knife was obviously not an ordinary thing.

The scimitar slashed in an arc, and then swept towards Miaochen as it cut through the air.

"It's good to come. Miaochen chuckled, the handprint in his hand knotted, and a red scabbard flying sword appeared in his hand without losing time, the flying sword came out of the sheath, and it was also in the hand that quickly rotated several sword shadows, with a dazzling arc, like a spirit snake, extremely flexible and vicious, instantly blocking towards Mo Zhen's scimitar.

The sword light and sword shadows staggered in the sky, dazzling fast, the two figures separated, Mo Zhen's face was already a little pale, the scimitar slashed lightly, and a faint spark burst out, with a cold knife light, it cut towards Miaochen again.

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