Su Weiwei stared intently at the one on the stage, just now, the little junior brother used, internal force!

Ruo Ling stood up from his seat in surprise, covered his mouth, and looked at the little junior brother on the stage in disbelief.

The little junior brother who hid after a slight pause, and a mouthful of blood in his chest almost spurted out, but he was swallowed by the little junior brother again, and smiled at the disciple of the shallow wing pavilion.

The disciples of the Shallow Wing Pavilion did not hesitate, seeing that the little junior brother had dodged a move, he turned his hand and held the sword and attacked the little junior brother again.

He drank lightly in his mouth: "Upper wing swordsmanship, the first style." ”

The hands are flipped and the sword flies, like an eagle spreading its wings and flying high.

The little junior brother didn't dare to relax at all, and the cold moon in his hand was slightly forced, and a black power burst out from the little junior brother's slender arm, and he was shocked when he smelled it.

Even though it was separated from the arena, everyone in the audience could feel the heart-palpitating power coming from the little junior brother.

Several elders of the six major sects also stared intently at the power that flowed from the little junior disciple.

I didn't expect the poisonous gas of this ghost gate to be so powerful, and over time, it would really be immeasurable.

And what surprised these people the most was that everyone knew that poisonous gas and internal force were mutually reinforcing, but this disciple of this ghost sect actually cultivated together. The hearts of the people were like a stormy wave.

Hua Manyu said to the few people next to him in shock: "This ghost disciple is so powerful, he actually integrates this method of mutual restraint. ”

Meng Qi said with some displeasure: "This person has cultivated two internal forces in one person, but it has caused great damage to his body. The forcible mobilization of the internal force in his body just now has already caused him a lot of damage, and now he is still using the poisonous gas in his body, which has made his body even worse. I'm afraid he won't last long. ”

Chong Ji nodded and agreed: "What Deputy Sect Master Meng said makes sense, even if he can learn two kinds of internal forces, the damage brought to him is also incalculable, and it is better for ordinary people not to try." ”

Yin Zhengsheng stroked his goatee, and his face was always so majestic and kind: "All things are born and restrain each other, and everyone only knows the unique cultivation method and internal strength of his sect." But he found the way to live on his own. Not to mention if he is now, if he integrates these two forces in the future, I am afraid that he will be left on the rivers and lakes. ”

As soon as everyone heard this, they were shocked by Elder He's thoughts about this disciple's worldly worldliness. This crane elder will not think of him a little higher. You must know that these people can only be said to occupy a place in the rivers and lakes. I don't dare to say that this river and lake can go by itself.

Seeing that Crane Lao had no meaning to explain, everyone could only suppress the doubts in their hearts and watch the game on the stage intently.

The little junior brother allowed the poisonous gas in his body to spread out. Gradually, the Cold Moon Sword was enveloped, and the cold breath of the Cold Moon suddenly shrouded in a cold breath.

It casts a layer of palpitating power.

Su Wei also gradually frowned below, and his face looked very strict.

Every time the little junior brother outputs a poisonous gas, the injuries in his body will be aggravated by one point, Ruo Ling is about to cry at this moment, and he can't care about Gui Ye, who was grabbed tightly by himself with a lot of force.

"Brother Muqiu, what should I do, junior brother is like this, will something happen?" Ruo Ling trembled, his tone was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Su Wei didn't know how to answer, so he could only soothe Ruoling and said, "Little junior brother, you have his own measure, don't worry too much." ”

But how can Ruo Ling not be worried, but he also knows that it is useless for him to be anxious.

The poisonous gas in the little junior brother's body permeated the entire cold moon sword body, and far away, the disciples of the Shallow Wing Pavilion could feel that the internal force in their bodies was fiercely suppressed by the cold power on the little junior brother's body.

The little junior brother's face became very pale, but he smiled, raised the cold moon in his hand, and stabbed at the shallow wing pavilion disciple without any moves.

Su Wei's heart jumped, but for some reason, the disciples of the Shallow Wing Pavilion felt that they couldn't move under the strong pressure, and they were struggling to move.

The Cold Moon Sword descended with the trend, and the disciples of the Shallow Wing Pavilion narrowly resisted with the sword in their hands, and the moment they just touched the Cold Moon Sword, the black qi on the Cold Moon Sword slowly corroded towards the disciples of the Shallow Wing Pavilion, devouring the internal force of the disciples of the Shallow Wing Pavilion.

Everyone on the stage was in an uproar, and the disciples of the Shallow Wing Pavilion below stood up even more, staring at the poisonous gas on the Cold Moon Sword slowly spreading from the sword of the disciples of the Shallow Wing Pavilion on the stage to the disciples, as soon as they touched the poisonous gas, the disciples on the stage suddenly felt that their hands were like fire, and they immediately let go of the hand holding the sword.

"Ah——!h The disciple's face changed drastically in pain, and he screamed.

Yun Chengzhi stood up abruptly, his face gloomy, staring at Yiqiē on the stage.

What kind of magic skill is this disciple using, it is actually corroding the internal force in the opponent's body, and if this continues, this disciple of the Shallow Wing Pavilion will not be useless.

The face of the disciple of the shallow wing pavilion on the stage became very terrifying, and he mobilized all the internal forces in his body to resist the poisonous gas that corroded into his body from the palm of his hand.

But who knew that the more he resisted, the poisonous gas was corrosive, and the man was lying on the ground rolling around, screaming in pain.

The little junior brother used all his strength, knelt on the ground on half a knee, and supported his body with the Cold Moon Sword so that he did not fall to the ground. There was a hint of a smile on his lips.

The Shallow Wing Pavilion Master over there immediately became furious and stood up: "This person is using Demon Skills, he is a disciple of the Demon Sect!" ”

When the people of all sects heard this, their hearts were like thunderbolts from the sky.

"What, that person is actually a disciple of the Demon Sect!"

"The internal force he uses can devour the internal force in his body, he is not a person in the Demon Sect, who is it!"

Not all of the sects have some understanding of the people in the ghost sect, and besides, none of the sects of Ruoling have participated in the martial arts competition, this is the first time, and naturally there are many people who don't know much about it.

"Kill him!" At some point, someone suddenly came up with such a sentence.

Immediately, someone else chimed in: "Yes, kill him!" Kill the people of the Demon Cult! ”

Su Weiwei looked over with a sharp look, but he didn't find the person who spoke first.

At this time, the entire arena was in chaos, and the sounds of one after another rang out throughout the arena. All kinds of cursing and scolding are endless.

Ruo Ling looked at the dying little junior brother on the stage, and remembered that both eyes were red.

Loudly explained to the people around him: "No, no, the little junior brother is not from the Demon Sect, he is not!" ”

But where did these people hear what Ruoling said now, and a few of them heard Ruoling justifying, and even Ruoling scolded him. (To be continued.) )