In the ring, Fang Xuan's whole body's essence, qi, and spirit had already climbed to the extreme, and the true pill in the dantian was also running rapidly. In Fang Xuan's original thoughts, as a genius of Lang Huan Sect, he had a triple cultivation of the soul realm, although it was impossible to be proud of all the same ranks, but ordinary opponents were definitely not in his eyes!

It can be said that Fang Xuan has a certain degree of confidence and intends to leave a great impression on the master behind his sect, Yunshui Pavilion. If it weren't for this, Fang Xuan would not have been the first to take the stage!

But at a glance, seeing that Lou Weikong's blade was shot from the dantian, Fang Xuan's face changed! You must know that Fang Xuan is only a disciple of a first-class sect after all, and the long sword he has is only at the level of the best long sword, just from the blade, Fang Xuan feels a lot of pressure!

At this moment, Fang Xuan suddenly found that the object he wanted to use to express himself was wrong! The Demon Hall was on par with the Yunshui Pavilion, and in the contest between them, how could it be the turn of a disciple of one of his subordinate sects to rush out?

But I'm already standing on the stage, and I can't do it without using my hands!

Fang Xuan pondered about taking the initiative to attack and test a few times first, if something was wrong, admit defeat immediately, anyway, there is no shame in losing in the hands of the disciples of the super power!

But Fang Xuan was wrong!

If he took the initiative to admit defeat before he made a move, he could still live, or he could still walk out of the ring, but as his sword stabbed out, a sword light that was more than ten times sharper suddenly met him, followed by Fang Xuan, all his consciousness collapsed, and he fell straight and straight on the ring, and at the center of his eyebrows, a little red was so dazzling!

On the other hand, Lou Weikong, killing Fang Xuan with a sword was like killing a chicken, his face was not shocked, but coldly swept in the direction of Yunshui Pavilion's disciples, "Lou Weikong is here, who will fight me?"

"Arrogance!" This time the person who flew to the stage was also a disciple of the affiliated forces of Yunshui Pavilion. But the disciple of this affiliated sect is different from Fang Xuan just now! This disciple is cultivated as the next round of sect master, and the only three spiritual soldiers in the sect have been given one to this disciple, and this disciple's own cultivation has also reached the triple peak of the soul manifestation, and he has completely condensed the heavenly soul, and even the secret skills in the heavenly soul are about to be cultivated.

Therefore, this disciple was not afraid of Lou Weikong, or he still had the confidence to kill Lou Weikong on the spot.

It's just that although the cultivation seems to be comparable, the gap still exists, and it is not small! First, Lou Weikong's spirit sword is a seventh-rank spirit sword, which is beyond the three levels of this disciple's spirit sword. Second, the difference between combat techniques and techniques! Since participating in the Three Peaks Inner Gate Competition, Lou Weikong has been given the Chaos Heaven Demon Technique, and during this period of time, not only has he cultivated to refinement, but also the Demon Yuan has also been re-refined, with better quality and stronger strength! In addition, Lou Weikong's combat skills have also reached the heaven-level level!

Therefore, this disciple with a certain amount of confidence only supported three moves in Lou Weikong's hands, and after three moves, his heart was pierced by Lou Weikong's sword, and he couldn't die anymore!

In Lou Weikong's opinion, there is really not much pressure to kill the disciples of these first-class forces, but he is also a genius of the super forces!

Lou Weikong's body stood straight, his gaze was cold and sharp, "Next!"

Unlike just now, this time Lou Weikong opened his mouth, and no disciple in the affiliated forces of Yunshui Pavilion responded immediately. You must know that the first to die in the hands of Fang Xuan is also counted, and the second disciple who died in Lou Wei's empty hands is also an elite junior with a lot of fame in the circle of His Excellency Yunshui's forces!

Of course, there are also a very small number of disciples who are powerful and still have a lot of confidence in their hearts, but their teachers attach great importance to them and suppress them and never let them come forward. After all, although they are a first-class force, it is not easy to cultivate truly outstanding juniors, and they have spent too many resources and too much effort! If they are killed on the spot, not only will they not be able to save face, but the losses will also be unbearable! Not to mention that with Yunshui Pavilion here, in fact, they don't need to rush to make up!

No one from the affiliated forces came to power, and Yunshui Pavilion could only let its disciples go up. Yun Zong glanced at his elite juniors, and immediately a young monk with a thin face and an arrogant look between his eyebrows stepped step by step and stood in the ring.

One of the top geniuses of the young generation of Yunshui Pavilion!

Cultivation is the triple peak of the soul manifestation, the combat power is extraordinary, and it can challenge the middle-level and even high-level disciples of the soul manifestation, and the secret technique of the heavenly soul cultivation is also completely evolved, and it is unfathomable!

Just standing on the opposite side, the momentum and eyes released by Owen Jing made Lou Weikong feel a pressure, and the relaxation on Lou Weikong's face disappeared and became dignified and serious.

In addition to Lou Weikong, Chu Feng and the others, who were also in the corner of the ring, also had their pupils slightly constricted, obviously under the sympathy of the qi and machine, everyone felt that Ou Wenjing was not simple!

"Ou Wenjing, please advise!" Ou Wenjing's voice was quite calm and polite, but the killing intent on his body was quite strong, obviously if he really made a move, Ou Wenjing would never be the slightest soft, once he got the opportunity, he would definitely leave Lou Weikong forever!

Lou Weikong squinted his eyes, "Please!"

The word 'please' was still echoing in the void, Lou Weikong and Ou Wenjing had already rushed towards each other at the same time, Lou Wei's ethereal sword slashed out again and again, and the sword light like a match-like sword light was like the Nine Heavens Galaxy hanging upside down, constantly covering Ou Wenjing.

Owen Jing's spirit soldier was also unsheathed at this moment, but it was not the sword that monks were accustomed to, but a spear!

A big gun! As the saying goes, a gun in hand, I have it in the world!

With the spirit spear in his hand, Ou Wenjing's momentum rose rapidly again, followed by Ou Wenjing's loud shout, "Break!"

A shot was swung out, and layers of afterimages were waved, and wherever the gun went, all the sword light exploded and shattered, and it actually occupied the absolute upper hand under one shot! Moreover, Owen Jing's body also exuded a smell of spear pointing at everything!

Chu Feng, who was watching from the side, couldn't help frowning, "This guy is a little terrifying, it's okay to comprehend the gun's momentum, but he still comprehends it so deeply! Senior Brother Lou, you may not be able to suppress him! Yunshui Pavilion is just a matter of not making a move, and if he makes a move, he will destroy the prestige of my Demon Palace!"

"Well, Chu Feng, how sure are you if you face this person?" Tourmaline stood less than three feet next to Chu Feng, and Chu Feng's self-talk was clearly heard by Tourmaline.

Chu Feng smiled and glanced at Tourmaline, "If I face him, he's not too good, I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to kill!"

The implication is that Chu Feng has no problem killing Ou Wenjing!

Tourmaline's heart couldn't help but fluctuate fiercely, because in Tourmaline's heart, Tourmaline felt that his chances of winning against Ou Wenjing were only six or seven percent at most! In other words, although he also broke through, the gap with Chu Feng was getting bigger and bigger!

But Tourmaline was also happy, because the stronger Chu Feng was, it meant that in the competition of the first level of the Soul Manifestation Realm, the greater the chance that the Demon Hall would occupy the victory.

In the two sentences of Chu Feng and Tourmaline, Lou Weikong was forced to retreat step by step, and his face became more and more ugly.

On the seat, Zhai Chun glanced at Old Su meaningfully, "Old man Su, I'm afraid that this disciple of your Demon Hall is going to lose! The old man can see clearly, there are only three people at the lower level of your Demon Palace, in other words, if he is defeated, there will only be two of you left to fight at the low level of the Demon Palace!"

"Is it? Brother Zhai, it doesn't matter if you win or lose for a while, besides, a real peerless genius, one person is enough to sweep all his peers!"

"Oh, Old Man Su, you have such a big breath! one person swept all his peers, do you mean that there is a peerless genius among the remaining two Soul Manifestation Beginner Ranks?"

"Just look at it!" Su Mohe's eyes quickly glanced at Chu Feng, and was just discovered by Mo Qingyan, who was standing next to Su Mohe, Mo Qingyan looked at Chu Feng, secretly shocked and doubted in his heart, Chu Feng really deserved such praise?

Not to mention Mo Qingyan's thoughts, Ou Wenjing's spear was extremely domineering, and his momentum was getting stronger and stronger, Lou Weikong roared again and again under the suppression of Ou Wenjing, and his eyes became more and more scarlet because of the irrepressible anger.

"Get out of here!" Seeing that there was no longer a few feet away from the edge of the huge ring, Lou Weikong knew that he couldn't retreat anymore, even if he died in the ring, it would be much better than being swept down!

Therefore, Lou Weikong forcibly urged the True Pill in his body, so that the True Pill completely exploded, and all the Demon Yuan was poured into the spirit sword in his hand in an instant, and the brilliance of the seventh-rank spirit sword explosion instantly became extremely dazzling, and even overwhelmed Ou Wenjing's fierce spear in an instant.

Owen Jing sneered, "Hmph, Qian donkey skills are poor, is this going to be desperate?"

When the words fell, Ou Wenjing also raised his power to the limit, the body of the spear swayed wildly, and at the tip of the spear, the edge was swallowed, making an inexplicable whistling sound.

Everyone watching the battle saw that Owen Jing was going to fight Lou Weikong to decide the winner! Everyone held their breath!

"Die!"

"Die!"

Two roars resounded through the void, Ou Wenjing's spear and Lou Weikong's spirit sword shook fiercely, the tip of the spear was against the tip of the sword, a large area of sparks shone in the void, and the aftermath of the terrifying qi wave rolled around.

In the stalemate, Ou Wenjing's spear quickly gained a certain upper hand, suppressing Lou Weikong's spirit sword and couldn't help retreating, Lou Weikong's spirit sword erupted with an unwilling sword roar, while Lou Weikong had a gloomy face.

Ou Wenjing was originally quite proud, and his eyes were full of mockery when he looked at Lou Weikong, but slowly Ou Wenjing found out that something was wrong, Lou Weikong's defeat was too fast! Although there is a gap in each other's strength, it will never be so big!

An inexplicable uneasiness rose from Ou Wenjing's heart, and Ou Wenjing twisted his eyebrows, and he was about to retreat when he had the upper hand!

But at this time, Lou Weikong didn't agree!

"Want to go, dream!"