The Cangshan in Mo Hong's mouth is the one who is competing with Elder Yuan Ming on the stage.

Jing Xiuyang's face was dark when he heard Mo Hong's words, and he couldn't do anything after hearing him?

Everyone once again focused on the competition ring, Cangshan had been knocked down twice by Yuan Ming, and there was still some blood on the corner of his mouth, Cangshan half-knelt up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "The strongest elder of the Yijian Sect is nothing more than that." ”

Yuan Ming frowned, originally he was younger than himself, and he didn't make a heavy deal according to his status as an elder, but now he dared to make a big statement, and no matter how good Rao is, his temper is a little unhappy.

Yuan Ming quickly rushed to Cangshan's body with his strength, and before he could react, he attacked with one punch. Kurayama couldn't dodge and was beaten to the edge of the ring and fell to the ground.

Yuan Ming glanced at Cangshan and shook his head, after all, he was still too young. After that, he turned around and stroked his beard and looked at Wu Lao, waiting for him to announce the results of the game.

"Win?" The disciples of the Yijian Sect looked at Yuan Ming, who was standing on the stage with his hands in his hands, and his heart was excited, "It's not good! ”

At this moment, the mutation protruded, and Cangshan, who had originally fallen to the ground, took out a small scimitar from his arms and threw it at Yuan Ming's back while Yuan Ming was not paying attention.

"Elder beware!" The disciples of the Yijian Sect shouted from afar.

Yuan Ming sensed the fluctuation of Xuan Qi behind him and quickly turned around, and the scimitar grazed Yuan Ming's arm and fell to the ground.

The wound was not big or small, and a little blood flowed out, Yuan Ming touched it and gasped, "You are a child, you don't know how to respect the old at all." I..."

Before Yuan Ming finished speaking, he felt dizzy in his head, and his steps were a little staggering.

"Huh." Kurayama got up from the ground with a sinister smile and disdain, "The rules of the game are that you only lose if you fall to the ground completely or are knocked out of the ring." Dare to be distracted without knowing if the enemy is really being destroyed? I've taught you a lesson today. ”

After that, he raised his foot and kicked the weak Yuan Ming out of the ring.

"Despicable and shameless." The Yijian faction shouted angrily below.

"Despicable?" Mo Hong nodded when he heard this, "That's a good word." ”

"The rules of the game don't say that hidden weapons are not allowed. This scimitar is the weapon that Elder Cangshan is best at, and now that it is used to deal with that old thing, it can be regarded as giving you the face of the Yijian faction. ”

"You guys!" A few disciples wanted to go to the ring to ask for an explanation, but they were all stopped by Jing Xiuyang.

There is indeed no rule for prohibiting hidden weapons, and seeing that Wu Lao has not spoken out, then they can only swallow this bitter fruit.

There were only a few judges in the judges' seat, and although they were a little dissatisfied with Cangshan's actions, they only changed their faces and didn't say anything in the end. Wu Lao glanced at the judges' seats to know their thoughts, and announced, "Moyun faction wins this game. ”

Jing Xiuyang and his disciples had no choice but to help Yuan Ming back, and they each sat on the ground without saying a word. Elder Yuan Ming, the most promising of them, was also defeated, and it seems that this competition...

Tilting Huang took Elder Yuan Ming's pulse, but he was unconscious, and it seemed that the scimitar had been quenched with a powerful drug. The wound was not serious, and he bandaged it briefly, and then found a few disciples to send Elder Yuan Ming back to the inn.

"It's shameless! Not only use hidden weapons, but also drugs! Qing Ling looked at the Moyun sect in front of him and sighed.

The real strength of this Moyun Sect is actually not high, and it is even worse than their Yijian Sect, but because the competition consists of two parts: a single person and a group.

There is only one point for a single person, so the difference between the points of each sect is not large, and it is this team competition that can really open up the rankings.

Jing Xiuyang sighed, because of the thousand-year-old grudge between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Yijian Sect, every time the other third-level sects competed, they would kill the Yijian Sect first according to the instructions of the Heavenly Sword Sect, so they were the penultimate first every time.

The same Moyun faction has always been the penultimate because of its strength is also not strong. But looking at the style of today's Mo Yun faction, when the game is ruthless, he does not hesitate to make the yin move win, is there any reason why he must win?

But in this way, relying on the method of concealing weapons and drugs, are you not afraid of being jointly counterattacked by other sects during the team competition?

"In the next game, you must be more careful and must protect your own safety." Jing Xiuyang looked at the disciples present and admonished.

The other sects looked at the Moyun faction's style of acting and also admonished their subordinates. This event was carried out because of a move by the Moyun faction, but it was infected with some bloody feelings.

At present, the Yijian Sect has played four elders, with one win and three losses, and the results are a bit ugly. The last one to appear was Elder Mo Yan, who had been recruited by him and Zhuang He before, and they were also the second Xuanling Sect high-ranking in the entire Yijian Sect except for Elder Yuan Ming.

Elder Mo Yan came on the field, and the opponent was Ao Cheng, the elder of the West Wind Gate.

This West Wind Gate is a direct sect of the second-level sect Silver Feather Sect, and its strength is only a little lower than that of the Biyu Sect. Now this Ao Cheng's strength is the same as Mo Yan, but the time for him to be promoted to the high level of the Xuanling Sect is several years longer than that of Mo Yan.

"You just admit defeat, anyway, your Yijian Sect will definitely be the first from the bottom in the end, and it won't be worse than this point." Ao Cheng hugged his arms and looked at Mo Yan lazily, "Let's do a big deal in this province." If I make a ruthless move, it will also hurt the relationship between our two factions. ”

Mo Yan didn't pay attention to the words of boiling, but just sent his spirit sword to hold in his hand, and pointed the end of the sword at Ao Cheng: "Come on." ”

"Look, why bother?" He shook his head and sighed, but his movements were not slow at all, his weapon was a pair of hammers, and he was good at attacking with fierce power.

The two weapons collided, and Elder Moyan's sword looked thin and unbearable, and it was still a little trembling under the blow of the blow, as if it might shatter at any time.

"Mo Yan, you surrender directly, otherwise I will fight you so much that you can't even speak." Ao Cheng is murderous, his subordinates are not slow, the killing intent is prominent, and it is fatal to look for it.

After all, Mo Yan is not as solid as Ao Cheng's cultivation, plus Ao Cheng is too ruthless, he is not an opponent, and he can't resist dozens of moves.

"Don't you still admit defeat? The mouth is very hard. "Boiling Cheng obviously didn't want to waste any more time, and directly used the exercises to try to knock Mo Yan down.

Mo Yan was busy resisting on this side, hooked his lips on the other side, and said with a smile: "You were fooled." ”

"What?" Ao Cheng was a little confused by this sentence, and his subordinates moved a little slower, and it was too late for him to react.

The Xuan Qi in all directions is as thin as a needle, and it surrounds Ao Cheng.

This is the practice of Mo Yan's cultivation, and he watched Mo Yan use this trick to send to the sixth-order money leopard to destroy his demon core.

The difference is that Mo Yan used a needle before, but this time it is a group.

"You want to beat me with these embroidery needles?" Ao Cheng was disdainful, and raised his hand to put on a defensive formation, and a layer of Xuan Qi covered him.

"You think you're resisting?" Mo Yan kindly reminded, and then the gesture danced in the air, and a Xuanqi needle hidden behind Ao Cheng's clothes flew out and shot into Ao Cheng's neck, and Ao Cheng fell to the ground with a scream.

The disciples below were all a little surprised, "When did Elder Mo Yan become so powerful?" ”

"How did Elder Mo Yan do it? He..."The people of the Yijian Sect were shocked and speechless.

Jing Xiuyang and the other elders were also a little surprised, it seemed that the little envoy of Mo Yan had been in the past two months, and the results of his cultivation were still good.

"Yijian faction wins!" Wu Lao's voice sounded, and Mo Yan was also relieved and sat down on the competition field.

In the past, I could only control a small stream of Xuan Qi Needle, but in the past few months, I have practiced this exercise many times for the sake of the sect Dabi, because I want to control every stream of Xuan Qi, so it is extremely draining, and I can only use him as the last nirvana, only this one chance, fortunately, I succeeded.

After three more games, today's Elder Single Game is all over, and the Yijian faction is currently two points, and the same as the Moyun faction, the Yinmeng faction, and the Golden Dragon Gang are all two points.

Now that it is unitary time, Wu Lao took the stage to announce the end of today's game: "The single competition of the disciple group will start tomorrow, please arrive on time, and those who do not arrive by that time will be regarded as abstaining!" ”

Everyone left the square and returned to their quarters to recuperate, after all, it was still easy for the fifteen people in the disciple group to pull away the score.

Along the way, he was still thinking about the game scene he saw today, and then he remembered one thing, he knew too little about the details of other sects...