"Black Devourer, what kind of demon insect is that, is it powerful?" the young disciple asked curiously when he heard this.

At this time, the old monk's eyes showed a hint of fear, and he sighed lightly: "This black phagogue is one of the ten strange insects of ancient times, and it is said to come from another interface. Its appearance resembles that of a beetle, with a black body and a hard shell, comparable to an ordinary magic weapon. This worm is capable of devouring all spiritual things, such as magic weapons, magic weapons, shields, spirits, and so on...... Of course, the flesh and blood of human monks and demon beasts are their meals. This black devourer was the treasure at the bottom of the box of an insect cultivator in the Demon Gate during the last Demon War. However, in the Great War, with the death of its owner, these black phagophers were also destroyed by my righteous monks. But I didn't expect it to appear again now, and it has become a domesticated demon beast for the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain. It's amazing!"

The monks around them also had palpitations when they heard the old monk's words. I feel that this black devourer is too powerful, and it can't even stop the crystal wall that can resist the full force of the early stage cultivator. The opponent who competed with Qu Gang could almost be regarded as defenseless.

In this way, he is equivalent to being naked in front of Qu Gang. Not to mention the power of the black phagosome, even if Qu Gang doesn't need the black phagogue to attack, just by breaking his defensive shield and magic weapon, he can easily take his life with one move.

"With this black devourer in his hand, isn't that Qu Gang sure to have the last laugh?" many monks thought in their hearts.

However, Wang Yuwei and Ouyang Tieyi only glanced at those black devourers, and their faces did not change. I don't know if they are calm or have something else to rely on.

Immediately afterwards, the hermit announced, "Now the second battle begins!

As soon as she finished speaking, a young disciple dressed in a white Confucian costume jumped into the ring, dressed as a scholar and holding two judge's pens in his hands, seemingly a master of the Confucian school.

His opponent seemed to be in a-for-tat confrontation with him, wearing a tall and thin man in a black power suit, carrying a machete on his back, apparently dressed as a samurai.

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"In the following Shushu Monastery disciple Dongfang Hao!, I don't know your Excellency's surname?" That Confucian disciple was really quite elegant, and he also spoke with a literati flavor.

The black-clothed warrior said with a big grin: "Lao Tzu can't drop his schoolbag, I am Situ Feng of the Situ family in Zhongzhou." I advise you to give up! Fairy Xi is by no means something that you sour Confucians in Wenshu Monastery can touch! Even if you don't lie about your age, it's useless!"

He revealed that Songhe, a disciple of Wenshu Monastery, deliberately said his age just now and wanted to get away with it. When the people at the scene heard this, they immediately burst into laughter.

Dongfang Hao's face also became a little ugly. He naturally knew that after seeing Yun Zhongxi, his angry senior brother thought that he had met the goddess of his dreams, and he had always had a soft spot for her, and he flocked to her.

After hearing the announcement of the hermit of the East Fence that only young monks under the age of 100 would be accepted, the Songhe monk had to join in the fun, despite the fact that he was already past his age.

Although he also persuaded this senior brother at that time, saying that since the elders of the Ice Spirit Palace had announced this, there must be a complete set of testing methods to prevent people who fish in troubled waters. But the elder brother did not listen and insisted on doing so. As a result, after being recognized by Bing Jing'er, it was both humiliating and humiliating, and it also greatly damaged the face of Wenshu Monastery. Let his junior brother also have a dull face.

Now that Situ Feng is proposing this in full view of everyone, he obviously wants to hit his morale and confidence.

Thinking of this, he was also furious and said: "Situ Feng, if you want to fight, why do you talk so much nonsense? Could it be that you are a person who can only rely on your mouth?"

After Situ Feng heard this, he was also furious, and he said viciously: "Since that's the case, then a certain family won't say much, let's take it!"

With that, he swung his machete and slashed it into the air. I saw that nine sword lights were immediately generated in the air, and then formed a "meter" shape, attacking Dongfang Hao from nine directions.

"It's good!" Seeing this, Dongfang Hao was not in a hurry, he patted his storage bag lightly, and a black inkstone flew out. Then in the air it splits into two, two into four, and four into eight...... In the end, sixteen identical square inkstones were formed, like sixteen iron plates, spinning and flying around him.

Nine of them met the nine sword lights and slammed into them.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" A huge collision sound immediately sounded at the scene, and the two of them took three or four steps back in unison, obviously unable to withstand the huge impact.

"I didn't expect this guy to look at Wen Crepe, his strength is not small, and he can fight hard with me without falling behind, it seems that he can't be underestimated!" After Situ Feng fought with him, he suddenly reined in his heart of contempt for the enemy.

However, Dongfang Hao's confidence has increased greatly, and he secretly thinks that although this guy is aggressive, his kung fu is not as powerful as he shows, at best, his strength is only between him, and it is entirely possible for him to defeat him.

So, he said arrogantly: "Situ Feng, you can also take me a trick to try!"

After saying that, Dongfang Hao raised his hands, and the two judge's pens suddenly rose into the sky, turning into countless pen shadows in the air, shooting towards Situ Feng from all directions.

"There are so many judge's pens, and there must be many of them fake. I only need to check it with Tianyantong, and I can test its authenticity!" "Since Situ Feng has the courage to come and pursue Yun Zhongxi, it will naturally not be a pustule.

His eyes widened, and his eyes flashed blue, and he soon realized that only two of the thousands of judge's pens that had been shot at him were real.

"Break it for me!" he shouted, and with a flick of his fingers, two green rays flew out of his palms and shot straight at the two judges' pens.

After the two crisp sounds, the thousands of pen shadows suddenly disappeared, leaving only the two repulsed judge's pens suspended in the air.

After each side made a move, they were blocked by the enemy, and it was evenly divided.

Situ Feng and Dongfang Hao both put away their contempt at this time and began to deal with it seriously.

The two of you come and go, and their tricks are frequent, but they are quite equal. It wasn't until hundreds of moves later that Dongfang Hao finally caught a flaw in Situ Feng, and when his game was unstable, he made a big move to knock him out of the ring and won the victory.

Although Situ Feng left the scene with a look of shame, Dongfang Hao was also depleted, and after the hermit announced his victory, he immediately jumped out of the ring, found a place with few people, sat down cross-legged, and began to breathe and recover.

At the same time, the hermit also announced: "The monks who have drawn the fifth and sixth lots, can go on stage to compete!"