And Xue Pan was also hit by the aftermath, he took seven or eight steps back, and his face was incredible, he thought that after sacrificing this thunder god hammer, he would definitely be able to win, but the mace sacrificed by Ye Feng also had this power. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, Ye Feng hovered in mid-air, holding a mace and shooting at Xue Pan again, and the two actually started a war of attrition.

Although on the surface, Ye Feng was slightly at a disadvantage, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ye Feng did not exert his full strength at all, and his mana was extremely abundant, while Xue Pan was performing the refining technique one after another, and his mana was already a little lacking.

"Ye Daoyou has great powers, Xue admits defeat!"

During the battle, Xue Pan saw Ye Feng's figure all over the sky, attacking around him non-stop, and had to reluctantly say the words of admitting defeat.

Seeing that this person took the initiative to admit defeat, Ye Feng didn't feel embarrassed, but just stopped his body, took the Tianfeng Wing into his body, and said to the evil sword, "Evil Sword senior, can you announce the results of this competition?"

The evil sword couldn't help but be stunned, looked at Ye Feng with some solemnity for a moment and said, "In the fourth group, Ye Feng of the Tianyuan Sect wins, and the fifth group of the competition below is ready to start." ”

As soon as the evil sword finished speaking, a flash of spiritual light flashed in the formation, and a girl with a beautiful face appeared in it, and said lightly, "I have heard the name of the Thunder God Sword Qi Technique of the Great Xia Imperial Family for a long time, and it is a great blessing to be fortunate to see it today." ”

In the camp of the Tianyi Sect, the Confucian student named Xia Jie had a somewhat ugly face. Murong Mingzhu's name, he has already heard of it, he heard that in the middle of Jindan, he has the strength to win the Canglong List, and now that he has advanced to the late stage of Jindan, his divine power is definitely better than before, how can he be his opponent.

But Xue Pan had already been defeated by Ye Feng, and if he couldn't win, he would be at the bottom of the ranking of the Great Competition of the First Sect that day. had no choice but to walk into the arena and clenched his fists at Murong Mingzhu and said,

"It turned out to be Murong Daoyou, Xia Mou has admired the name of Daoyou for a long time, and asked Daoyou to give me advice or two!"

Murong Mingzhu smiled slightly, and then said, "I don't dare to give advice, but I have long admired the Zhen clan exercises of the Great Xia royal family, and I have been cultivating the immortal world for many years, and it is really a great blessing to have the honor to be able to learn one or two today." ”

After Murong Mingzhu finished speaking, there were words in his mouth, and in a moment, his long black hair became silver-white, but his face was even more ruddy, which looked extremely weird.

Xia Jie naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly opened his mouth, and the nine cold flashing flying swords flew around him, protecting himself tightly in it, looking like he was asking for no fault.

Seeing this, Murong Mingzhu couldn't help but chuckle, and with a flick of his hair, the silver-white hair immediately fluttered in the wind, and it became longer and longer, and it swept through the entire magic circle in an instant.

Xia Jie couldn't help but show surprise on his face, this kind of attack was unheard of, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly drove the nine flying swords and slashed wildly at the silver-white hair in the sky.

The nine flying swords were extremely sharp, and every time the flying sword flashed, it would definitely be able to cut off a strand of silver-white hair, and after the hair was cut off, it immediately turned into a stream of spiritual light and disappeared.

But after a while, Xia Jie's face was difficult to look at, because the strands of hair in the sky were slashed by his own nine flying swords, not only did not decrease at all, but more and more, and within the entire formation, there were actually such dense silver-white hairs, and he didn't even have a foothold.

Moreover, the nine flying swords slashed on the hair, becoming more and more sluggish, and they couldn't easily unfold those hairs.

Xia Jie seemed to think of something, and reached out and took out a sparkling small tripod, after a magic trick was played, after the lid of the small tripod was opened, a terrifying high temperature was emitted, and the cyan flames immediately erupted.

"Ordinary mortal fires also want to burn the silk condensed by my Pansi Sutra. ”

Murong Mingzhu immediately sneered, and after reciting the words in his mouth, countless strands of hair surged towards the little ding.

The flame in the small ding, after burning to the surface of the hair, although it was still burning, the hair showed no signs of being burned, but with the help of the fire, the momentum became a little greater.

A moment later, the nine flying swords that Xia Jie sacrificed were not only entangled in hair, but even the small ding, which was bubbling with raging flames, was wrapped in countless hairs.

"Murong Daoyou has great powers, admit defeat in the next!"

Seeing that he could not avoid it, Xia Jie said in shock, he was now trapped in this hair, if Murong Mingzhu had murderous intent towards him, he would be more than lucky.

And Murong Mingzhu didn't make anything difficult when he heard this person's admitting defeat, after a trick was played, the silver hair in the sky was immediately withdrawn, and after a while, the hair in the sky disappeared, and Murong Mingzhu's silver hair also turned into a head full of green silk.

Seeing Xia Jie walking out of the formation dejectedly, the middle-aged man of the Tianyi Sect couldn't help but look embarrassed, in this first round of the competition, not only the disciples he had high hopes for were eliminated, but even the elite monks of the Great Xia Imperial Family who were invited were also defeated by the monks of the Murong family, and now, the Tianyi Sect was about to be at the bottom of the big competition.

"Now take a break for an hour, and after an hour, hold the next round of competition!"

After the evil sword finished speaking, the Jindan monks returned to their respective sects' spirit boats and meditated to recover their mana.

"Ye Daoyou, this is the Tian Yuan Pill of this sect, although it is not a top-level elixir, but it has a lot of wonderful uses for restoring mana. ”

Ye Feng was meditating, and Mo Xuan appeared in front of Ye Feng at some point and handed a jade bottle to Ye Feng.

"Thank you, Senior Mo!"

Ye Feng politely took the jade bottle, the name of this Tianyuan Pill, Ye Feng has also heard of it, I heard that this pill is the elixir of the Tianyuan Sect, even within the Tianyuan Sect, it is also a rare elixir, although it does not have much effect on the cultivation of cultivation, condensing the aura, but it can allow the monk to quickly recover the lost mana when fighting, this is the necessary elixir for the monk when fighting with others. It seems that Tian Yuan Sect has really made a bloody investment for this big competition.

"Xiaoyou is polite, this time I can save this sect from the doom of the bottom in this big competition, and thank you Ye Xiaoyou, it's just an hour ・・・・・later."

Speaking of this, Mo Xuan couldn't help but show hesitation, after all, the opponents in the next round are all extraordinary, whether it is Murong Mingzhu or Gong Buregret, they are all monks who have won the Canglong List, even if the Su Wen of Qianya and Hokage Gate is not an ordinary monk, if you want to improve your ranking again, it is really difficult.

Mo Xuan's meaning, Ye Feng naturally understood, and then said, "Senior Mo rest assured, since the junior has received the benefits of your sect, he will definitely do his best in the next competition." ”

Mo Xuan nodded slightly, and said with a somewhat solemn face, "Then next, please ask Ye Xiaoyou, okay, Ye Xiaoyou should meditate first to recover mana!"

After Mo Xuan left, Ye Feng took out a Tian Yuan Pill and stuffed it into his mouth, slowly refining the medicinal power.

・・・・・

"Dabi starts now, a few of you will come to draw lots immediately!"

A loud voice sounded above the mountain peak, Ye Feng's eyes widened, and a cold glow faintly shot out, and then he got up and walked out of the spirit boat.

At this time, Murong Mingzhu and the others were already standing at the edge of the formation, and when they saw Ye Feng coming, the evil sword said to a few people, "Next is the second round of the competition, the competition is two-by-two, one of them can directly advance to the next round, okay, now you can draw lots." ”

After the evil sword finished speaking, he took out the wooden box, and the middle-aged man of the Tianyi Sect took out five tokens and put them in it.

"Alright, let's start the lot."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking expressionlessly, he stood aside and was silent, it seemed that in the first round, the two monks of his sect were eliminated, which made this person feel extremely bad.