Pan Qiu Zhenren's spiritual power struck out fiercely, colliding with the palm wind played by Yuexi Zhenren, only to hear the roar in the air, and the two spiritual powers collided with each other, and the wind scattered. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Luo used his spiritual power to protect himself, but his face was still pale, obviously shocked by the spiritual power of the Yuanying Monk's collision. He suppressed the surging qi and blood in his heart, but he slowly walked off the martial platform and saluted respectfully to Panqiu Zhenren with his fists in his fists: "Thank you Uncle for your protection!" ”

Pan Qiu Zhenren's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he bowed slightly. Xia Mohan walked to Su Luo's side with a concerned face, Xia Mohan took out a bottle of elixir and stuffed it into Su Luo's hand, Su Luo took the elixir and took it, smiled gently at the two junior sisters, and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

Pan Qiu Zhenren sneered at Yuexi Zhenren: "Big bullying, such a big face." ”

The words fell, and the sword light was like the rainbow light of the morning sun, instantly pouring down towards the real person of Yuexi. Yuexi Zhenren raised his hand to resist with a spiritual net, but he didn't block it, and the sword light still slashed in front of him.

The elders of Yuanying suddenly made a big fight, and the disciples below were stunned, and Su Luo subconsciously blocked in front of Bu Wansha and Xia Mohan. Fang Haitao and Wang Zhiwen's footsteps paused when they rushed over, and Yang Yi, who was standing behind Yuan Ming Zhenren, flashed his eyes.

Yuexi Zhenren "Tengtengteng" took three steps back, swallowed the bloody breath in his mouth, and his face turned pale.

Although Panqiu Zhenren and Yuexi Zhenren are both in the Yuan Infant Stage, Panqiu Zhenren is in the late Yuan Infant stage and is a high-level monk who has already become famous, while Yuexi Zhenren is just in the middle of the Yuan Infant Stage.

The more high-level the cultivator, the more difficult it is to advance, and it will take hundreds or even thousands of years to advance in each period.

"Is this the hospitality of your Qingyun Sect?" Yuexi Zhenren's face was pale.

This time it was the turn of the Qingyun Sect to hold the competition, and the Qingyun Sect was right to say that it was the landlord. Pan Qiu Zhenren smiled coldly: "Guest? The self-respecting person is naturally a guest, my Qingyun Sect sweeps the couch to greet him, for the old disrespectful is the evil guest, always let him eat some lessons, don't think that my Qingyun Sect is easy to bully! ”

Yue Xi's real face was ugly, and he was about to sneer at him. Yu Zhengzhen of the Imperial Sword Sect snorted coldly: "Yuexi, are you annoyed?" Do you still have a face for bullying the small? ”

Yuexi Zhenren was trembling with anger, but Yu Zhengzhen glanced at Yuexi Zhenren: "If you are angry, you will compete with Panqiu after the competition, but if you don't enjoy it, you can find me, I'm quite empty!" "It's been a long time since I've been fighting, and my hands are really itchy.

Xia Mohan Su Luo step yarn...

Are sword cultivators so domineering? The disciples haven't finished the competition yet, and the elders of Yuanying have started to make an appointment to fight?

Yue Xi will go crazy to make an appointment with Yu Zheng, although Yu Zheng said that he is the same as him in the middle of the Yuan Infant Cultivation, but fucking he is a pure sword cultivator, that can casually jump over the level and cut people, he will only send his face to the sword cultivator when he is stupid...

Yuexi Zhenren brushed his sleeves and turned around not to answer Yu Zheng's words, Wuliang Zong Yuanming Zhenren had seen enough of the excitement, and then Youyou walked out to be a peacemaker: "Okay, okay, Yu Zheng, you are thousands of years old, and you still love to fight so much, and you are not afraid of the jokes of the disciples below." ”

"This round of Qingyun Sect disciple Su Luo wins, let's continue to compete."

Yuexi Zhenren wanted to say that I belong to the One Sect Jindan Monk Hong Lie's injury is not light, and your Qingyun Sect is too heavy, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again, and he has never been as skilled as others, and he is not as good as others. The resentment in his heart was not easy to export, Yue Xi Zhenren had a cold face, remembered the account first, but did not raise any objections.

Pan Qiu saw that Yuexi no longer spoke, and snorted coldly in his heart. Doing things without looking at the ground, jumping like this in front of my sect, the brain of the Guiyi sect is broken? But he didn't want to make more trouble in vain, and announced in a deep voice: "The next one will begin." ”

In the next game, Yang Yi of the Infinite Sect faced Bai Tan of the Imperial Sword Sect.