Just after Lu Feiwei defeated Yang Yue, he finally had time to observe the situation on other battlefields. On Chen Ming's side, the opponent was a thin young man, the young man's body was sensitive, and his spiritual power seemed to be also a wind attribute, like a nimble ape, attacking around Chen Ming.

Lu Feiwei noticed that although Chen Ming had been in a passive defensive state, his eyes were not flustered, but he was waiting for an opportunity.

The young man once again leaned and jumped behind Chen Ming, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's over!" ”

Chen Ming also smiled, and secretly thought in his heart: "Just waiting for you!" Chen Ming's spiritual power soared, and the gluttonous figure behind him flashed away, and the whole audience could hear the loud roar "Roar!"

The voice carried the fury of a fierce beast, and Lu Feiwei's ears were shocked by the voice, and he was stunned for a while.

What's more, the young man, caught off guard, was shocked by the roar, and the offensive in his hand also stalled for a moment, Chen Ming took this opportunity to grab the young man's arm and slam him to the ground.

The young man's head was starry, but he felt his body lift uncontrollably from the ground again, and he fell again, crushing the defense he had managed to build. Seeing that Chen Ming was about to move again, the young man was horrified. Hurriedly shouted: "Admit defeat! I admit defeat!"

Hearing this, Chen Ming stopped moving, looked around, and grinned at Lu Feiwei.

Lu Feiwei sighed in his heart, Ah Ming, this guy can obviously solve the opponent more easily, but he still chose a more eye-catching way, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

The audience on the stage also came back to their senses, looking at Chen Ming, who was like an ancient beast in the field, and the miserable young man lying on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. This guy heard that he was very close to Lu Feiwei, and he thought that it was already too much for Lu Fei to beat people in the face for this person, but now it seems that this benevolent brother throws his opponent around as a rag, and his methods are even more vicious.

There were still a few battles left in the field that had not ended, and Wei Yi of the Imperial Beast Sect was obviously also in a bitter battle, and that Fu Jin was obviously not an easy person. Although Wei Yi won the victory, it was clearly not easy, and he was covered in injuries, including burns and cuts, and frostbite. This made Lu Fei amazed, and he didn't know what kind of attribute that Fu Jin was, and his means were so changeable.

It's a pity that Hong Ya met a hard bone in this battle and was defeated by her opponent.

There is still the battle between Baicao Valley and Wangwu Mountain. Mu Shiyi of Baicao Valley was not having a good time at this time, and the previous battle method was obviously not suitable for here. Wang Wushan's disciple was a young man dressed in dark black, the young man held a spear in his hand, and stabbed at Mu Shiyi one after another, and Mu Shiyi's spiritual power thread on the young man's body was also broken with the agitation of the spear.

Mu Shiyi bit her lip tightly, she didn't have no other means of attack, but for her, it was her intention to be able to solve the battle with the most peaceful means

However, the offensive in the hands of Wang Wushan's disciples became more and more compact, and Mu Shiyi became more and more dangerous.

The disciple of Wang Wushan laughed and shouted: "Is this one of the four major sects, Baicao Valley? With this kind of strength, it is obviously not worthy of the other three sects, in my opinion, if you Baicao Gu retreats from the position of the four major sects as soon as possible, our Wangwushan will definitely do better than you, and the Martial Kingdom does not need to supply you with such a waste sect!"

In the stands, Mu Xiling held his fist in his hand, gritted his silver teeth, and looked at the Wang Wushan disciples in the field: "This guy is too arrogant, Wang Wushan really has wolf ambitions, and he even signaled this guy to openly declare war at the conference." ”

Then he looked at his junior sister with a worried face: "Shiyi, if you hide it again, I'm afraid you will really lose the game." ”

Mu Shiyi's lips were tightly closed, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, this guy was so annoying that he dared to ridicule his own teacher. Mu Shiyi dodged the attack of the spear, her fingers were hidden under her sleeve and swung gently, no one saw that Mu Shiyi's sleeve was sprinkled with inconspicuous black particles.

Wang Wushan's disciples pressed forward step by step, and soon blocked Mu Shiyi's retreat, if he retreated, he could only fall into the ring and admit defeat.

Seeing that the general trend had been decided, the disciples of Wang Wushan became even more rampant: "Girl, let's admit defeat, after this time, Wang Wushan will definitely replace your Baicaomen and become one of the new four major sects." You have occupied the resources of the Martial Kingdom in vain, but you have not seen much strength to pull us apart, this is not good. ”

Lu Feiwei, who was watching the battle, moved his eyes and found Mu Shiyi's small movements, and a trace of invisible spiritual power extended from Mu Shiyi's sleeve to the ground.

"Innate spiritual power!" Lu Feiwei felt the familiar fluctuation of spiritual power, the difference between innate spiritual power and acquired spiritual power, he could distinguish clearly, the characteristics of innate spiritual power came according to the personality of the owner, so that it was more spiritual than ordinary spiritual power, and as soon as the innate spiritual power came out, Lu Feiwei quickly felt this.

"I can't imagine that there are really geniuses in the world who have innate spirit bodies. Lu Feiwei sighed, the birth of his innate spiritual power was all dependent on the miracle of Ming Qi. And it is impossible for Mu Shiyi to have a clear qi decision, so there is only one answer, the innate spirit body.

Just as the disciples of Wang Wushan shouted, Mu Shiyi raised her head, smiled brightly, and made a voice as light as a lark: "Bad guy, you lost." ”

The disciple of Wang Wushan was stunned for a moment, thinking that this girl was angry because she was unwilling, and was trying to persuade her, when she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly dodged to the side.

In the back, a vine was wrapped in the air, and just as the disciple of Wang Wushan breathed a sigh of relief, he was smelled a strange fragrance, and only a little bit, he felt soft and unable to lift his strength.

"Not good!" The Wang Wushan disciple hurriedly closed his mouth and nose with his spiritual power to block the invasion of the strange fragrance, but his hands and feet were entangled by more vines behind him. At this time, there were five red flowers in the ring one person high, and vines spread all over the ring, dyeing the entire ring green. In the center of the ring, a five-foot tall tree grew, and vines spread from this tree.

This change dazzled everyone's hearts, and then looked at the girl with a bright smile on her face in the field, obviously dividing her from the cute thing to the fierce thing.

The Wang Wushan disciple wanted to struggle, but he couldn't use his strength, in addition to the strange fragrance, he could also feel that the spikes on the vines were firmly piercing into his flesh, and the toxins on the spikes made him gradually unable to feel the existence of his hands and feet, the Wang Wushan disciple lowered his head and said helplessly: "Girl, good means, I admit defeat." ”

With the words of Wang Wushan's disciples, everyone applauded. Obviously, this world still looks at faces, for a cute girl like Mu Shiyi, everyone hoped that she could win, but she had been at a disadvantage before, but it made everyone worried, for fear that such a lovely girl would be injured.

After Mu Shiyi heard her opponent admit defeat, she made a move, and the giant flower and vine tree gradually became smaller until they turned into several black seeds and flew back into Mu Shiyi's hands.

Lu Feiwei's eyes moved again at this time, he remembered that the Muxi Spirit of Baicao Valley could not restore the plant to its original seed form, could this be another use of innate spiritual power?

When the time comes, I have to ask Miss Mu for advice.