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. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Sneer......"

Miaochen's delicate body was long, and the spiritual power exploded suddenly, and his body turned into a blurred shadow and swept towards Mo Zhen like lightning, which was extremely fast, and at the same time, on the flying sword in his hand, the spiritual power poured in, and it also appeared with a piece of flame, and the sword cut through the air and slashed towards Mo Zhen.

Mo Zhen's expression did not change, knowing that his strength was low, and he couldn't take any advantage of hard resistance Miaochen, and in an instant, his toes touched the ground, and the spiritual power under his feet surged out, and his figure took a few steps back as if teleporting, and the scimitar in his hand slashed out horizontally, and the strong strength with a trace of blazing flames appeared in the air in front of him A faint arc of firelight, a sharp sound of breaking wind, and the sound of whining non-stop.

Miaochen's delicate body passed sideways, the handprint in his hand quickly knotted, and the flying sword suddenly changed direction, pulling out a sword shadow, which was also shot out by the spiritual power of the fire spirit root, and the sword shadow wrapped the entire space, enveloping Mo Zhen violently.

"Bell ......" In a field of electric light and flint, between the splashing of firelight, the two bodies retreated separately, but Mo Zhen was obviously invincible, and his figure staggered backwards.

"Come again. Miaochen was unforgiving, the delicate body retreated, the tip of the sword was inserted into the stone platform, and a trace was brought out on the stone platform to stabilize the body, and then the delicate body was a little tiptoe, and the figure jumped up again, the body flipped in mid-air, and then kicked his feet towards the sky, his body was like a predatory goshawk, and the lightning shot directly at Mo Zhen's head, and the flying sword in his hand pulled out several sword shadows, and the temperature of the entire space was also rising sharply.

"Absolute master, Ling Nu is extraordinary, her talent is extremely strong, and the use of this exercise is also superb, and she can control it freely, which is no worse than talent. Looking at the two people on the stone platform, the golden-eyed elders of the Feather Sect couldn't help but praise, sometimes, the ability to react in this fierce battle is as important as their own cultivation talent, any strong person is definitely not able to succeed by cultivation, only in countless fierce battles, can a strong person be truly honed.

"In the future, you will have to rely on the Golden Eye Elder to cultivate more. Jue Fengchen smiled and said, naturally quite satisfied with his daughter's performance.

"That's natural, Ling Nu's talent, coupled with her performance, it is not difficult to stand out in the Feather Sect, and when the time comes, there is a great chance to become an inner disciple. Elder Golden-Eyed said with a smile, Twin Spirit Root Cultivator, if nothing else, it is almost a sure thing to become an inner disciple of the Feather Sect.

Wu Kun was also watching the contest on the stage at this time, but in his mind, he kept thinking about how he should deal with Huang Meng, the difference in strength was too big, and it seemed that he could only deal with Li Hat, looking for an opportunity to take advantage of his unpreparedness to make a move in one fell swoop.

The stone platform was already fierce at this time, and the two figures kept fighting, and slowly, Mo Zhen was already on the edge of the stone platform.

"The Flame Burning Blade. Mo Zhen shouted, and suddenly the spiritual power around his body surged hot, and suddenly surged out of his body, and the spiritual power swirled around his body, making the whole body full of strange flames, the knife rose sharply, and the scimitar kept rotating in front of him, as if the pages of a fan kept rotating, and instantly formed a circular knife fireball, and the surrounding air turned into white mist and dissipated.

Then this fireball burst out of his hand, and pressed down towards Miaochen, at this time Mo Zhen was already pale, this Flame Burning Sky Knife was extremely powerful, but it was also a consumption of spiritual power, until the end, he would not show his hole cards.

"The Vulcan Incarnation Sword. Miao Chen screamed, under this Mo Zhen's Flame Burning Sky Knife, he didn't dare to be careless, in his hand, spiritual power gushed out, a blazing breath, and then shrouded the stone platform, the flying sword in his hand, in an instant, dozens of sword rays were drawn, and the sword light shrouded the space, and then twisted towards the sword fireball.

At the same time, Miaochen's expression sank, and a blue spiritual power in his left hand continued to spread, and finally like a huge blue ball of light, the blue ball of light kept rotating and expanding, as if something was brewing, and the surrounding space was shrouded in a depressing atmosphere.

"Woo Woo ......"

The sword shadow fireball collided together, and the firelight burst out, and the fireball and sword shadow were scattered all over the stone platform in an instant, as if a grand fireworks were blooming on the stone platform.

The space on the stone platform compressed and exploded continuously, and the energy was full of agitation, and the two figures immediately shook back.

"Let me go down!" When Miaochen's figure retreated, at this moment, in his left hand, the blue ball of light swelled to a size of several meters, and then he shook his hand and attacked Mo Zhen.

"Bang!"

The blue ball of expanding light burst out in an instant, but it burst in the sky above, turning into a huge column of water, which instantly hit Mo Zhenzheng's staggering body, and a huge force poured down.

Mo Zhen was hit hard, his body suddenly flew up, a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and the whole person had already fallen towards the edge of the stone platform.

"Bang!"

Mo Zhen fell heavily under the stage, the difference in strength was one layer, and Miaochen was a double spirit root monk, he was difficult to compete, and after more than ten rounds of fighting, he was defeated.

"In the third game, Miaochen won. The middle-aged deacon of the Feather Sect said.

Miaochen won, and the fourth one entered the Feather Sect, and suddenly many young men in the onlookers shouted loudly, it seems that Miaochen has a lot of admirers.

"If you can defeat Huang Meng and enter the Feather Sect, we will still have a chance to compete. Miaochen jumped off the stone platform and said to Wu Kun's side.

"Huang Meng, Wu Kun, the fourth scene, you guys go up!" The middle-aged deacon of the Feather Sect said to Huang Meng and Wu Kun, looking at Wu Kun with some complexity in his eyes, and secretly said that Wu Kun's luck was really bad, he actually met Huang Meng, this gap is too big, even the Three Spirit Root Monks can't compete at all!

"Boy, let me see what is so extraordinary about the Three Spirit Root Cultivators!" Huang Meng smiled slightly, and then jumped onto the stone platform, dealing with Wu Kun's third layer of the foundation building period, he didn't care much at all, he knew very well the difference between the third layer of the foundation building period and the ninth layer of the foundation building period, this difference was not ordinary.

Wu Kun's expression was retracted, and then his spiritual power trembled, and his body jumped on the stone platform, and he only had the opportunity to act.

Seeing the two of them standing on the stone platform, Xuanji, Xiong Ba, Li Hate and others, they sneered slightly at this time, and the people present were almost not optimistic about Wu Kun, but anyone who knew something about the monks knew how big the difference was between the third layer of the foundation building period and the ninth layer of the foundation building period.

In the audience, that Yahuan Xiaoyue was also staring at the stone platform at this time, and there was a flash of essence in her eyes, and then she disappeared.

"Boy, let's make a move, let me see, what is the Three Spirit Root Monk. Huang Meng chuckled.

"Yes, let's let you make a move!" Wu Kun relaxed and said with a faint smile, he wanted to retain his strength and strike first, but it was the opposite of his plan.

"The kid is arrogant. Huang Meng sneered, the handprint in his hand flickered, and the earthy yellow spiritual power around his body quickly formed a spiritual power shield in front of him, and then his body swept up, shooting towards Wu Kun like lightning.

Wu Kun retreated instantly, at this time, he couldn't have any nervousness, in the case of a lot of difference in strength, if he made another mistake, it would basically be the end of the game.

Huang Meng's body swept violently, on the surface of his body, a faint earthy yellow true color began to loom, his hands changed, and then his fists were clenched, and between the injured bones, there was a clicking sound, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and the two fists carried a strong energy, and they swept towards Wu Kun with a bang.

Wu Kun didn't dare to resist, his body instantly retreated again, and only when the other party consumed too much would he have a chance.

"If you want to run, you don't seem to have enough. Huang Meng snorted softly, his feet touched the ground, he bent over, his spiritual power trembled, his body rose with strength, his fists staggered, and then he stormed towards Wu Kun again.

"It's so fast. Wu Kun's expression sank, the other party's degree was beyond his expectations, and he was now unable to retreat.

Gritting his teeth slightly, there was no other way, Wu Kun used his spiritual power, and the handprint in his hand was quickly punched, and his whole body suddenly became hot, and the spiritual power surged out through the fire spirit root.

Looking at Huang Meng, who was rushing with fierce energy, Wu Kun's fists condensed, suddenly spread out, and shouted softly: "Yan Bang Fist!"

As Wu Kun's shouts fell, the fierce fiery breath with strong energy suddenly erupted into his fists, hitting the rushing Huang Meng's fists hard.

"Bang!

Two spatial explosions, the strong energy was dispersed, the fire was scattered, Wu Kun suddenly felt that above his fists, a huge force poured down, a sharp pain spread along the fists, his body involuntarily staggered backwards, and the spiritual power in his body surged.

The body staggered back more than ten steps, Wu Kun grabbed the ground with his feet, only then did he stabilize his body and forcibly suppress the spiritual power in his body, the other party's strength was much stronger than his own.

"Yes, you can catch me eighty percent of the strength, but it's not enough. Huang Meng said slightly, just now, he just exerted eighty percent of his strength.

"It's so strong at only eighty percent. Wu Kun's heart sank without showing a trace, this Huang Meng was too difficult to deal with.

"Come again!" As soon as Huang Meng's voice fell, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground again, this time, compared to just now, it was obviously faster, more ferocious, and the space in front of him broke through the wind and waves formed by a space.

Feeling the strength of the other party, Wu Kun's body was slightly on one side, and Huang Meng's huge fist flew out obliquely with fierce energy.

"Hmph, I said you didn't have enough. At this moment, Huang Meng's voice sounded in Wu Kun's ears, and a punch swirled and sank to the bottom, and an incredible attack hit Wu Kun's lower abdomen.

Wu Kun was frightened, his strength was not as good as his opponent, this was not enough, and while his body retreated again, the handprint in his hand was punched, and the earthy yellow light shrouded his body.

"Chiyou armor. ”

A pale yellow light was masterful, and Wu Kun had to arrange the Chiyou battle armor in advance, and the pale yellow scale armor shrouded his body, which seemed mysterious.

Huang Meng looked surprised, but his hand did not slow down, Wu Kun's body retreated violently, his toes lightly slashed on the ground, and his body flashed like a ghost, containing a powerful fist, drawing an arc and slamming it on Wu Kun's chest.

"Seven Xuan Shadow Fist. At this time, Wu Kun snorted lightly, and unleashed the Seven Xuan Shadow Fist of the Rank Exercise Method, and his strength soared, and he suddenly collided with Huang Meng's punch.

"Bang!" There was an explosion, and it was visible that in the space, a wave of substantiated qi dispersed, and on the stone platform, Wu Kun's body staggered back more than ten steps, his face became a little pale, and the spiritual power in his body was surging, as if he could not suppress it.

At this time, Huang Meng also looked surprised, his body took a step back slightly, and this blow did not knock Wu Kun away, which greatly surprised him.

"I didn't expect that the Seven Xuanwu Academy still has defensive exercises, this defensive technique seems to be extraordinary!" On the referee's seat, the golden-eyed elder of the Feather Sect looked very surprised, defensive exercises are not common, and they are all extremely precious things, with his eyes, he can naturally see that Wu Kun is a defensive technique, and the grade is definitely not low.

Pang Qinglong smiled slightly at this time, but he knew in his heart that there was no defensive technique in the Seven Xuanwu Academy, and the defensive technique on Wu Kun's body was not from the Seven Xuanwu Academy.

In the audience, Yahuan Xiaoyue and Deacon Ouyang of the Duobao Building both looked a little surprised, and felt that the defensive techniques on Wu Kun's body were extraordinary, not ordinary.

"Boy, you have some ability!" Huang Meng's expression was surprised, the other party actually had a defensive technique on his body, and the spiritual power around his body rose again, and suddenly his body jumped up again, carrying a fierce energy, and rushed straight towards Wu Kun.

Wu Kun didn't dare to be careless, his spiritual power trembled, and it was the Yan Burst Fist that swung out, and the attack power was split as soon as it hit, and the powerful power contained in the opponent's attack power suddenly poured out.

"It is worthy of the ninth floor of the foundation building period. Wu Kun shook his numb fist, his body was shocked back again, and after arranging the Chiyou battle armor, Wu Kun obviously felt that the opponent's attack power was only a small part of his body, and it was already blocked by the Chiyou battle armor.

"I think you can fight a few times, your strength is low, and relying on other means doesn't have much effect. Huang Meng snorted coldly, his spiritual power trembled, and a strange handprint formed in his hand, and even his head was erected, and the entire stone platform was suddenly wrapped in a strong wind and waves.

Wu Kunxian, at this time, Huang Meng's whole body was swelling, and the breath of the whole person soared, and his body was shrouded in an earthy yellow luster.

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