86_86259 "Hehe, her cultivation has improved a lot in five years." Looking at this scene, the incompetence on the side also smiled dumbly.

"Qingxuanzong has also produced a lot of good seedlings over the years!"

Under the palace, Elder Wan of the Ancient Hades Sect turned his head to look at Zhuang Bufan, who was smiling on the side, after witnessing this extremely fast battle, and said with a light smile.

"Hey, Ruolan is a good seedling, it's a pity, it's a pity! But Li Wushuang of the Ancient Netherworld Sect is also very strong in my opinion, you should have worked him all these years, right? ”

Zhuang Bufan smiled slightly, but let out a light sigh, and turned his eyes to look at Li Wushuang, who was wearing a cyan robe and expressionless in the crowd in the square below.

On the other side of the ring at this moment, Bai Fei, a disciple of the Star Palace who was kneeling in front of Xia Ruolan, only recovered a little after a long time, stood up and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at her with unwillingness in his eyes.

"I did penance for five years, five years! Why are we so far apart? Bai Fei's eyes were full of bitterness and helplessness at the moment, and he looked at Xia Ruolan blankly.

Xia Ruolan didn't answer, she didn't even bother to look at him, and looked directly at the old man in white on the side.

The old man in white glanced at Bai Fei and let out a helpless sigh, but when he was about to speak, he saw Bai Fei take the initiative to take out his red jade pendant from his arms and throw it to Xia Ruolan, and after a few wry laughs, he left the scene under the pity and sympathy gaze of everyone.

One move to win, without the slightest drag, and it also makes people feel helpless in the desperation. This is the difference in strength!

How many people present worked hard for the sake of the Immortals Society, only to find that they couldn't even resist the opponent's move, and this frustration was difficult for anyone to accept.

The square became silent, and the needle drop could be heard, and everyone was helpless about Bai Fei's defeat.

"That person's strength is not bad, if it weren't for a master like Xia Ruolan, he might be able to hold out a few games." Looking at Bai Fei who had left the scene in the distance, the incompetence standing beside Mu Feng also let out a light sigh.

"It's so strong, it's just such a move." Qian Yi stared at Xia Ruolan with an indifferent expression in the ring and sighed.

There are no fancy, a simple sword can solve the battle, and only then did Mu Feng know why Xia Ruolan was called the proud daughter of the sky, and it was really a little outrageously strong!

"Damn, the people of the three major sects don't play, so let's just wait? I can't stand it, there's no hope for the top 10 anyway. ”

The quiet and oppressive atmosphere didn't last long, and a young man in a white brocade robe in the crowd pulled out a short sword from his waist and stepped onto another ring adjacent to Xia Ruolan.

"That's a good point, I can't beat them anyway, so it's better to have a good fight now. In the lower broken sound gate, Sun An came to accompany Brother Dao! ”

As soon as this person stepped onto the stage, a young man holding a long black stick flew out of the crowd and landed in the ring.

With the leader, the original hesitant contestants of the Heavenly Group were driven one by one in an instant, flying out from all corners of the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, there was one person in each of the ten rings.

In Mu Feng's opinion, this group of people who are excited at the moment gives people a taste of broken jars, after all, they are young and vigorous.

At this moment, in the Heavenly Group, except for Zhuo Zichen, Li Wushuang and Xiao Qinghe of the Ancient Netherworld Sect, and Yin Kong and Yin Shi who were standing beside the incompetent, there was not much change in the expressions on the faces of the five people, and almost all the contestants in the other Heavenly Group were excited and eager to try.

"If no one has ever challenged it, wouldn't the person who has been standing in the ten rings advance directly?"

Qianyi looked at the ring in front of him with some confusion and asked curiously.

"You've been waiting for five years, and you shouldn't have just wanted to bless them, right?" Mu Feng glanced at Qianyi and asked rhetorically.

Qianyi's question is actually Mu Feng has also thought about it, but the competition system of this group of immortals has its subtleties, first of all, an age limit has blocked a large number of people, and the rest of the people who have the ability and confidence to participate in the competition are hard-won after years or even more than ten years of hard work, since they are here, they will definitely give it a go, after all, for these cultivators, the group of immortals will only have two chances alone.

It is said that there was a group of immortals in the past, and there was an old-timer who used some secret method to rejuvenate himself, but he was seen through in public and lost face, and soon ended his life by suicide.

As many cultivators jumped into the ring, the atmosphere in the square was instantly ignited, and the eyes of the people of the Heavenly Group were full of hot blood.

In an instant, the battle began, and nine of the ten rings began to fight, but Xia Ruolan waited for a long time but no one challenged her, because the sword just now had already made the cultivators of these Heavenly Group feel desperate, if she could not provoke, try not to provoke, let her stand until the end!

The sword light and sword shadow screamed and fought endlessly, and the bright soul qi and the fierce sword qi collided frequently, which made people feel excited.

At the beginning, these people were still a little restrained, they were all hiding and pinching, no one dared to use all their strength in the first round, for fear of attracting the attention of the people watching the battle below, there are many people in the heavenly group under the ring, they are just a group of wolves looking for food, if your table is strong in the ring, it is easy to scare many people, so that they dare not challenge you such as Xia Ruolan.

But if your strength can't deter everyone, it means that those who dare to stand in front of you in the ring are definitely confident to defeat you!

But the monks themselves have an arrogance of not admitting defeat, and after weighing and determining that it is difficult for them to win, they all choose to fight with all their might, at least to see how long they can last.

The powerful occult arts shocked the whole audience, and it was staged in turn in the nine rings, and Mu Feng was dumbfounded when he saw it.

"Are they still waiting for you?" Looking at Zhuo Zichen and Li Wushuang and the others, who had been watching the battle from a distance with cold eyes, and seemed to have no interest in the duel being staged in the ring, Mu Feng turned around and whispered to Yin Kong and Yin Shi beside him.

"Sooner or later, I'll face it," Inkong said with an indifferent smile.

"You're quite open-minded, it looks like they're not going to play today." Qianyi glanced at Yinkong and smiled lightly.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen cultivators walked out of the crowd with a depressed face and scars, and when they passed by Mu Feng, Mu Feng could clearly feel their disappointment and helplessness.

For this competition, they have been practicing hard for more than ten years, and they are among the best in their own immortal sect and are highly valued, but they came here but lost in the first battle, and the taste is self-evident.

The more than ten monks who were the first to leave came to the edge of the square, and they all looked deeply at the rings they were competing with nostalgia and unwillingness, turned around and walked down the mountain with a wry smile, and left the arena gloomily