Wang Xiaomo watched coldly as a few people returned to the tower, and the tension in his heart finally eased at this moment, and the pressure of one Jin Dan and two foundation building was too great. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Turning his head to look at the other spatial formations, his eyes shrank again, only to see Ye Qingluan looking at him, and there was a corpse lying at his feet, when he won, but no one could see clearly.

"It's really evil."

Wang Xiaomo felt the awe-inspiring murderous intent in the other party's gaze, and the whole person was not good, he knew that the magic power he used was too powerful, and Ye Qingluan could easily kill the opponent without so many people paying attention, which showed how terrifying it was.

And Ye Qingluan was also shocked in his heart at this moment, although Wang Xiaomo's divine power just now was separated by a formation, but with his eyesight, he could still feel the earth-shattering power of this magical power, and he continued to deduce it in his heart, but the result was that if he suppressed his own cultivation, he did not have the slightest chance of winning.

"If I don't kill him, then my identity will inevitably be exposed by the junior of the Ye family, but if I kill him, it will also expose my cultivation, although Yang Xuanzi left, his divine sense has always shrouded this place, if he accidentally sees a flaw, I will definitely die, it is really a little tricky."

Ye Qingluan's face was gloomy, and his gaze swept to the place where Ye Lang was under the sword fighting stage, and a flash of murderous intent flashed.

The big cat lazily lay on Wang Xiaomo's shoulder, with cat's eyes, looking at Ye Qingluan and sneering in his heart.

"You'd better honestly accompany my little master to the trial, if you have a thought that shouldn't arise, I will refine your soul alive, and begging for death will become your luxury."

It was a few more hours, and there were only twelve disciples left on the sword fighting platform, and the other twelve people, seven dead and five wounded, this time the sect competition gradually came to an end in a bloody situation.

At this time, all the elders and disciples who watched the battle could see that the first two biggest candidates for this Dabi were none other than Wang Xiaomo and Ye Qingluan, and among the twelve people, except for Wang Xiaomo, they were all children of the top ten families, including one from the Bu family, two from the Jin family, one from the Ye family, two from the Qi family, one from the Mo family, two from the Zheng family, one from the Qin family, and one from the Lian family.

If you want to get the top five this time, these twelve people still need to fight for two more rounds, as long as they become the top five, they will become the core disciples of the inner gate, and get the personal inheritance of Yang Xuanzi, which means that they will get countless cultivation resources, as well as the almost transcendent status within the sect, and in time, they will inevitably become the absolute pride of the generation in the Xuanming Continent, because of this, among the twelve people at this moment, except for Wang Xiaomo and Ye Qingluan, who are not surprised, the other ten people are all red-eyed, and their faces are full of iron-blooded conquest. At this time, no matter who stands in front and prevents it from advancing, they will be bombarded by ruthless death, even if it is Wang Xiaomo's terrifying supernatural powers, Ye Qingluan's unpredictable ghostly blow, it will not work.

When Zheng Lin's figure appeared again in the sky above the sword fighting platform, the twelve elite disciples on the sword fighting platform raised their eyes and looked into the air at the same time, and a monstrous iron-blooded intent burst out, this momentum made Zheng Lin's heart tremble, and after nodding slowly, Zheng Lin felt in his heart, this is the biggest benefit of this outer door competition, these twelve people, no matter who they are, can be called the future Tianjiao of the Qianyang Sect, and now Zheng Lin is already thinking about whether to stop it if there is a moment of life and death in the duel between these twelve people.

A law duel rushed into the Baizhang stone tablet again, and the roar of the formation appeared again on the Wanzhang sword fighting platform, and everyone who watched the battle was short of breath, staring at the stone tablet, and the bright light flashed, and the names of the twelve people turned into six pairs in a blink of an eye, and together with Wang Xiaomo's name, it was an elite disciple of the outer sect named Qi Zhen.

Qi Zhennai is the leader of the younger generation of the Qi family of the top ten families, and Qi Guang is known as the two peerless double Jiao of the younger generation of the Qi family, but at this time, the face of this Qi family Tianjiao is really ugly, looking at Wang Xiaomo with a relaxed face on the opposite side, he is unlucky in his heart, he and Chen Dachuan who has fallen are close friends, and there are many exchanges in practice on weekdays, he knows Chen Dachuan's strength best, and he is only between the two of them, but he does not have a treasure like Chen Dachuan.

Now even Chen Dachuan, who has a treasure talisman, was beaten into a pulp by Wang Xiaomo, and after weighing it again, how could he feel that he was not the opponent of the guy in front of him, who was born in mortal cultivation, and couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face.

"Damn, as long as I go further, I may be able to enter the top five and become the core disciple of the inner gate, and I have the great creation of the master to personally pass on the gong, but I am so unlucky to meet this evil star here."

"Hey! If you don't fight, if you don't fight, you will admit defeat quickly, I don't want to hurt your life. ”

Just as Qi Zhen was hesitating, Wang Xiaomo's somewhat impatient voice came from his ears.

"I'm not reconciled!"

Qi Zhen roared in a low voice, his fists clenched tightly, his nails were buckled into the flesh, and blood was dripping down his hands.

Not far away, Wang Xiaomo was taken aback by Qi Zhen's move, thinking that Qi Zhen was going to use some earth-shattering spell, his face suddenly appeared solemn, his body took a few steps back, his hands pinched the trick continuously, and he was about to spit out the eight-character desolation in his mouth.

Qi Zhen saw that Wang Xiaomo began to pinch the trick in his hand, and felt that a flood of power like heaven and earth was beginning to condense around him, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and his originally hesitant mind was immediately decisive. A terrible roar was uttered again:

"I'm not reconciled! I throw in the towel! ”

As the three words "I admit defeat" spit out from Qi Zhen's mouth, Qi Zhen's body was instantly teleported out of the sword fighting platform, and when Wang Xiaomo reacted, his figure had already appeared under the sword fighting platform, so shaking that Wang Xiaomo almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and after a period of scramble, his breath gradually calmed down, and he glanced at Qi Zhen who was unwilling to look in the audience, and couldn't help but admire in his heart.

"You're the only one who didn't fight me and made me so embarrassed, I remember you!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned.

At this moment, inside the tower, a roar resounded through the heavens and the earth:

"Rubbish!"

Several of the Qi family's Jindan Zhuji elders were so angry that their faces turned white, and they looked at Qi Zhen, who was still showing unwillingness on his luck face, as if he could kill, but that roar carried the power of cultivation and directly hit Qi Zhen's body.

"Ahh With a scream, Qi Zhen's eyes rolled and he was directly knocked unconscious

Qu Zhi and the black-faced man were stroking their palms and laughing in the tower, and their eyes were full of joy when they looked at the surrounding elders of the Ten Great Families.

Zheng Lin shook his head with a wry smile, glanced at the other four swordsmen, and saw extremely strange smiles on the faces of several of them, only the stunning girl flashed a trace of imperceptible coldness in the depths of the smile.

"It's the first six."

Li Dazhuang said in a trance in the crowd watching the battle, Zhang Hanya, Zhao Hu and others around him all showed incredible colors on their faces, and Xu Wan'er's pretty and delicate face not far away was full of excitement, but Xu Qingfeng's face was ugly and dripping.

"How about it, I said that this is called Wang Xiaomo, who in the Qianyang Sect has my vicious vision, you can see that this son is extraordinary at first glance!"

In the other corner of the sword fighting platform, a white-clothed inner disciple was excitedly spitting at the few inner disciples beside him, and those inner disciples looked at him with a look of shock and deep admiration, and it was He Jie who carried Wang Xiaomo back from Tongxian Qiaotou that day, and his eyes were full of excitement at this moment.

"Unexpectedly, this treasure Lao Tzu was actually right! Ha ha. ”

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Another terrible scream came, and when everyone's eyes were attracted by Wang Xiaomo's side, in the space where Ye Qingluan was, a disciple of the Zheng family had turned into a corpse, as for how he died, but few people saw it, when everyone looked here, only Ye Qingluan stood in the space formation with a cold face, holding a heart that was still beating in his hand.

"Huh!"

Zheng Lin in the tower showed a trace of regret on his face, but at the same time, he let out a sigh of surprise, looking at Ye Qingluan, who was like a god of death on the sword fighting platform, and a different feeling faintly rose in his heart.

Only Ye Lang in the crowd had an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, and he coldly turned his gaze to Wang Xiaomo.

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