"Wait, Senior Brother Mo, you have injuries on your body, can you let me come to this scene?" Wang Xiaolu suddenly spoke, and the people also jumped into the ring.

"Haha, Senior Brother Wang, you are too polite. Anyway, it's a little tiring to even fight so many games, so this time it's up to Senior Brother Wang, come here!" Mo Tong saw Wang Xiaolu, who was full of fighting intent, and walked out of the ring very simply. Looking at Wang Xiaolu's momentum, after resting for such a long time, the aura should also recover.

Wang Xiaolu lost to Qian Yun once back then, and it seems that Wang Xiaolu has always been thinking about it, and it is also appropriate to let the two of them fight today. Mo Tong is a human being in two lives, and he knows very well that defeat will leave a shadow in his heart, and if he can't overcome it, it will become a mental obstacle in the future, which is very detrimental to the improvement of the realm.

"No, Mo Tong, you come up! I want to fight you!" Qian Yun was not interested in Wang Xiaolu at all, and was in a hurry when he saw Mo Tong.

"Hmph, Qian Yun, you can pass Senior Brother Wang's level first, and then talk about it! If Senior Brother Mo is not injured, do you dare to say that?" Mo Tong didn't answer, but Gong Yue glared at Qian Yun and said.

"Mo Tong, you wait, wait until I finish cleaning up Wang Xiaolu and then repair you. Although Gong Yue said that it was also true, Qian Yun felt that the short protection was full of flavor when he heard it, and his heart was very unhappy. Qian Yun felt remorseful for the first time that the Star Earth Sect was the challenger, how good it would be if he was the challenger, and now he could directly challenge Mo Tong and humiliate him in front of Gong Yue. But now, as the first champion of the Star Earth Sect, the challenge is on the side of the Qingzong, and Qian Yun has to accept Wang Xiaolu's challenge.

"Qian Yun, we finally meet again! Today, I will definitely not lose to you again. Wang Xiaolu held the spirit sword, and the battle spirit surged, locking on Qian Yun.

In Qingzong, he was defeated by Qian Yun once, which in Wang Xiaolu's heart said that the impact was beyond anyone's imagination. In the past few years of penance, Wang Xiaolu has been waiting for this day, and defeating Qian Yun has even become Wang Xiaolu's biggest motivation for his spiritual cultivation.

"Your subordinates are defeated, you are always your subordinates, you can't surpass me in this life and the next life. Wang Xiaolu, if you want to humiliate yourself, then I will fulfill you. Come on, I won't show mercy to my subordinates this time, you can do it yourself!" Qian Yun never took Wang Xiaolu to heart, and Mo Tong was his opponent. All the humiliation in Qingzong will be reclaimed a hundred thousand times today.

The nebula is turning, and the sword shadow is endless!

Wang Xiaolu's mind turned, and the spirit sword pulled up a sword shadow.

"Overlord Sword Technique!First Style, Three Star Drunken Moon!"

Qian Yun smiled contemptuously, and the giant sword on his back flew out, activating the sword technique.

After three years, the two sides collided with the same spiritual skills, and the disciples of Qingzong and the others under the ring seemed to have returned to the scene when they were on the Qingzong competition platform.

"Senior Brother Mo, how sure are you that Senior Brother Wang can win?" He Zhefeng had already given up the game due to his serious injuries, and after conditioning, he was able to sit up and watch the game. Mo Tong's performance in the ring deeply convinced He Zhefeng, and he no longer felt a trace of dissatisfaction in the face of Mo Tong, and some were only respectful.

"It's hard to say, I don't know the strength of the two of them, I personally feel that Qian Yun's strength is stronger, but Senior Brother Wang is not hopeless, it mainly depends on their personal performance. Ahem......" Mo Tong closed his eyes and breathed, but the movement in the ring did not escape Mo Tong's ears.

"Senior Brother He, why are you asking that? Didn't you see Senior Brother Mo that he was healing? Senior Brother Mo, don't talk, heal well! Ah, by the way, Meng Yao, I remember that you seem to have a Dixuan Pill, hurry up and take it out for me to use. Don't be so stingy, I'll double it back to you in the future. Gong Yue glared at He Zhefeng reproachfully, then remembered something, turned to stare at She Mengyao and asked. Gong Yue was politely asking, but her hand had already reached for the storage bag on She Mengyao's waist.

"Dixuan Pill, this is what my father used to save my life, and there is only one one. She Mengyao hurriedly pressed the storage bag with one hand, and secretly scolded Gong Yue, a dead girl, who shouldn't have told her Di Xuandan back then.

The Earth Xuandan is not an ordinary elixir, and only the Taizhenzi of the Rain Gate can refine it in the entire Rain Continent, and it only comes out once every fifty years. There are millions of spiritual cultivators in the world, and the rarity of the Earth Xuandan can be imagined. Over the years, Shefu has only gotten one, which is precious.

It's not that She Mengyao is reluctant to take it out, it's just that Mo Tong's injury is far from the point of taking Dixuandan, and it will be wasted if he takes it. However, what She Mengyao was most angry about was that Gong Guyue, the girl, was so nervous, and Mo Tong was a little man, which made She Mengyao very unhappy.

"Senior Sister Gong, I'm really fine with this injury, just rest for a while. Taking the Earth Xuandan is too luxurious...... "Mo Tong secretly wiped a handful of sweat, the Dixuan Pill is a spirit pill that can bring the Xuan Ling and the Earth Spirit back to life, and its value is more than a million catties of purple spirit stones?

"Is it really okay?I think I still have to take a Dixuan Pill to insure some ......" Gong Yue was still not at ease when she looked at Mo Tong like this, and Mo Tong had no choice but to show his superhuman healing ability to make Gong Yue feel at ease.

Gong Yue was relieved, but she Mengyao and the others were so frightened that they didn't come back to their senses for a long time, and they looked at Mo Tong like monsters, but they forgot about the battle between Wang Xiaolu and Qian Yun in the ring for a while. After doing it for a long time, it turned out that Mo Tong deliberately made a seriously injured appearance to paralyze the Star Earth Sect. But Ichiro Guitian's "Heaven and Earth Boundless" is so powerful, but it didn't really hurt Mo Tong.

For a while, everyone was shocked again, how strong is this ink pupil? Even if it is injured, what if it is injured? Looking at the healing ability that Mo Pupil has just demonstrated, can anyone really hurt him in the challenge? Suddenly, She Mengyao and the others began to worry about the more than a dozen disciples of the Star Earth Sect and the Cloud Fire Sect.

"Ah......h

There was a sudden exclamation in the ring, and everyone's attention returned to the ring again.

"Overlord Sword Technique!The third style, the wind and the moon are boundless!"

Qian Yun's expression suddenly became rigorous, the orchid fingers flicked, and the spirit sword drew a strange trajectory, overflowing with spiritual power, blocking all the space in the ring.

"Overlord Sword Technique!The third style, the wind and the moon are boundless!"

Almost at the same time, Wang Xiaolu and Qian Yun's movements were synchronized, and they also used the same spiritual skills.

"Humph!"

The sword light flew in the ring, and the two figures shuttled, and there was a muffled snort in unison.

"You, how could you ...... Oh, it must have been Mo Tong who gave you the Overlord Sword Technique. It's a pity that your cultivation time is too short, and the third form of Fengyue Boundless comprehension is still not enough. You lost!" Qian Yun was startled at first, but soon understood, and looked at Wang Xiaolu and said contemptuously.

As soon as Qian Yun's words fell, Wang Xiaolu's body trembled, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and his body shook.

"Ahem...... I don't think so!" Wang Xiaolu wiped the blood from his mouth with difficulty, swallowed a spirit pill, and supported his body with a spirit sword.

As soon as the voice of the word 'must' fell, Qian Yun's face suddenly changed drastically, and several thick sword intent erupted from his body. The sword intent contained Wang Xiaolu's powerful intent, and Qian Yun couldn't suppress it with all the aura of his body, so he could only watch them continue to destroy his body, and watch his body slowly be decomposed by the sword intent.

Click!

In the blink of an eye, Qian Yun's body was cut into thousands of parts and turned into a pile of minced meat.

Sizzle!!

The people below the ring all took a deep breath, and the elders of the various sects on the guest of honor table also looked at Wang Xiaolu in surprise, especially Yunhe, with an inexplicable joy flashing on their faces.

Mo Tong was also slightly shocked in his heart, this Senior Brother Wang was worthy of being a sword idiot, and he was so sharp just after comprehending the sword intent.