On the test platform, Lin Dong became more and more courageous, and Ying Xiaoxiao gradually became a little irresistible.

"Originally, I had overestimated this guy's strength as much as possible, but I didn't expect his strength to be stronger than expected, and I had to find a way to break the game as soon as possible." Ying Xiaoxiao said secretly in his heart.

Clang!

A crisp sound of gold and iron sounded on the test platform, and the sharp sword qi and brilliant blue light swept away, Ying Xiaoxiao and Lin Dong each retreated more than ten steps, and where they landed, the thick bluestone slab was shaken into powder.

In the clear eyes, the light flickered, and a decisive color appeared on Ying Xiaoxiao's delicate cheeks, and his body moved, sweeping into the air, but the slender hands, lightning-like knots, made a dazzling seal.

Buzzing!

With the change of Ying Xiaoxiao's printing method, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth actually showed signs of boiling.

Ying Xiaoxiao's body also had a bright light emanating from it, looking extremely dazzling.

"My sister has used the Emperor's Sutra, and it seems that success or failure is in this move." Ying Huanhuan muttered softly, the Emperor Sutra is Ying Xiaoxiao's strongest means, if he can't defeat Lin Dong, Ying Xiaoxiao will lose this competition.

Lin Dong sensed the strong fluctuations on Ying Xiaoxiao's body, and his face became solemn and smiled, the two green dragon arms changed back to their original arms, the handprints changed, and a little extremely shining gray appeared at the center of the eyebrows, and then tore open.

The demon eyes appeared, and the monstrous gray light surged into the sky in a very short period of time, and then the space behind Lin moved was distorted, and the desolate beast that had been huge all the time, with the aura of an ancient desolation, slowly emerged.

The air of recklessness shrouded the sky and the earth, and the desolation precipitated by the years made many people feel fluctuating.

"The desolate demon eye of Xiaodong has been completed, and it is not far from the consummation realm." Seeing this, Lin Mu nodded slightly.

Wang Yan, who was closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, opened his eyes and looked at the desolate beast in the sky, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, he had heard of the power of the desolate demon eyes.

"I actually succeeded in cultivating the Desolate Demon Eye, and it seems that he is also a strong opponent." Wang Yan said secretly in his heart.

Ying Xiaoxiao's changing handprint suddenly condensed, and the monstrous heaven and earth yuan force, like a huge wave, condensed wildly behind her, and in the next moment, the huge wave surged, and it turned into a huge lightsaber of nearly 100 zhang behind her.

"Emperor Sutra, Great Heaven Moyun Sword!"

Ying Xiaoxiao's body swept away, appeared on the giant lightsaber, and a cold cheer came out of his mouth, and then with a wave of his jade hand, the giant lightsaber turned the tip of the sword, locked on the forest movement below, and then shot away.

Lin stepped on the desolate beast, the desolate beast's single eye suddenly opened, the heavens and the earth seemed to be darkened for a moment, and a gray beam containing extremely terrifying destructive power, like the scythe of death, tore the sky, and blasted towards the giant lightsaber.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering sound spread out from mid-air, and the furious gray light and dark blue sword light spread out in a circle from the place where they collided, and the clouds in the sky were blown away, and a vacuum appeared.

"Sister." Ying Huanhuan's slender jade hand clenched, and a look of worry appeared on her face.

"Xiaodong is going to win." Lin Mu chuckled softly.

Before the furious energy completely dissipated, Lin Dong swept out, and in an instant, he came to Ying Xiaoxiao's face, Ying Xiaoxiao was suddenly startled, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand stabbed towards Lin Dong.

Lin Dong's dragon arm flicked lightly, the sword body roared lightly, Ying Xiaoxiao felt a huge force attack, and the three-foot Qingfeng came out of his hand and was snatched away by Lin Dong.

"Senior Sister Xiaoxiao, you lost."

Before Ying Xiaoxiao could react, Lin Dong took the three-foot Qingfeng and put it in front of her.

"I lost." Ying Xiaoxiao said with some reluctance.

"Master Zhangjiao, it seems that I underestimated this forest before." Qi Lei smiled bitterly, originally thought that only Lin Mu and Wang Yan could defeat Ying Xiaoxiao, but he didn't expect that now there was another Lin Dong.

"Lin Mu's light is too much, it's easy for people to ignore him." Ying Xuanzi said lightly.

Qi Lei didn't say anything more, swept over the ring, and announced loudly: "In this competition, Lin Dong wins." ”

As Qi Lei's voice fell, the disciples of the Desolate Hall resounded with cheers again, and now their Desolate Hall was completely turned over, and there were actually two people who defeated the senior sister of the Heavenly Temple.

"Sister." Ying Huanhuan looked at Ying Xiaoxiao who came back, and wanted to say something to comfort, but she didn't know what to say.

"I'm not as fragile as you think, someone can defeat me, it's a good thing for the Dao Sect, at least this sect competition, Yuanmen Xiu wants to be pleased." Ying smiled and smiled.

"When you wait for the sect competition, you must look good." Ying Huanhuan clenched his little fists, and a smile appeared on his face.

"In the next game, it will be Lin Mu and Senior Brother Wang Yan, I hope Lin Mu can win." Ying said with a smile.

"That guy promised me that he would not let Senior Brother Wang Yan get the command, if he lost, I wanted him to look good." Ying Huanhuan said viciously, that look is cute.

Qi Lei's thunderous voice sounded on the top of this mountain again: "The next competition, the king of the Heavenly Palace, the battle, the barren palace forest and herd." ”

Hearing this, Wang Yan opened his eyes in an instant, and the sharp light flashed, and his figure swept away, and he fell on the competition platform, and at the same time, Lin Mu also fell opposite him.

"I am at war with people, and I will not spare my hand." Wang Yan said in a deep voice.

"It's best that way, and I can save a little time." Lin Mu smiled faintly, still looking casual, as if no one could make him serious.

"How can this guy be so careless, Senior Brother Wang Yan is not as easy to deal with as Senior Brother Aoba." Ying Huanhuan said with some concern.

"Maybe it's because of his absolute self-confidence." Ying said with a smile.

Most people's understanding of Lin Mu's strength is still stuck when Lin Mu first entered the Dao Sect, but now that almost half a year has passed, how can Lin Mu's strength not improve.

Wang Yan's eyes condensed slightly, and then an astonishing evil aura suddenly erupted from his body, his body flashed, and instantly turned into an afterimage, the heavy sword fell into his hand, and the sword body swept straight out, as fast as a shock, and stabbed towards Lin Mu's throat.

Just when the tip of the sword was only five inches away from Lin Mu's throat, Wang Yan's figure suddenly froze, Lin Mu avoided the tip of the sword, bullied forward, held his palm up, and hit Wang Yan's wrist, the heavy sword came out of his hand, flew into the air, and then fell, inserted into the bluestone slab.

Wang Yan didn't understand what was going on at all, and the heavy sword in his hand was gone.

"It's that weird trick." Wang Yan was shocked in his heart, he had seen Lin Mu perform on Qingye before, although he noticed something, but there was no way to crack it.

"Do you want to continue?" Lin Mu smiled faintly, if his attack just now hadn't hit Wang Yan's wrist, but hit Wang Yan's chest, Wang Yan would probably have been seriously injured at this time.

"Black Fist Kill!"

Wang Yan was unwilling to admit defeat like this, and after losing his heavy sword, his palms clenched into fists, and a stream of black light suddenly burst out from above his arm, blasting towards Lin Mu.

This punch did not have too much momentum, but the fist wind was filled with this monstrous killing intent, cold as the substance, overwhelming, like the fist of death.

However, his opponent was Lin Mu, who was not affected by this killing intent, and the golden yuan force in his hand was condensed, and he blasted over with a punch.

With a bang, the ground under his feet shattered like a spider's web, and then Wang Yan stepped backwards, staggering several steps before he could barely stabilize his body, leaving a deep footprint with each step back.

"Poof!"

The qi and blood in his body surged, and Wang Yan couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"I understand the hatred in your heart, this is not only your personal hatred, but also the hatred of our Dao Sect, when the sect competition, I will ask the Yuanmen for it, but I can't use your radical methods." Lin Mu persuaded.

"The only way to stop me is to defeat me." Wang Yan said stubbornly, at this time, he couldn't listen to anyone's persuasion.