Just as Cold Moon was about to achieve victory, Ling Yu let out an angry roar from his mouth.

The already burly figure actually rose a few points at this moment, and at the same time, a peak momentum of the early Yuan Infant that should not have appeared on him rose into the air.

"I thought I was just playing with you, but I didn't expect you to be weak."

"It's worth all my strength."

At this moment, Ling Yu's eyes were red, and the evil aura in his body became thicker and thicker.

If he was just like a humanoid beast just now, then at this moment, he is completely an out-and-out humanoid beast.

Seeing that he suddenly changed drastically, Han Yue's heart also chuckled, especially looking at the other party's red eyes, a trace of fear rose in her heart for no reason.

At the moment when her heart trembled, Ling Yu seized this gap.

The burly figure burst out with astonishing speed, and the iron fist directly attacked the cold moon with a piercing sound of breaking wind.

"Not good."

Han Yue, who came back to his senses, let out a loud scream, pulled back, and stabbed out like lightning with the spirit sword.

Seeing her move, Ling Yu grinned.

On the high platform, an elder shook his head in a lonely heart.

They knew that the cold moon was defeated.

In the face of such a ferocious attack, if it is a defense, there may still be a chance, and if you want Hanyue to attack like this, it can almost be said that there is no chance at all.

King Yin's series of fast attacks just now, coupled with the big explosion behind, have consumed a lot of Cold Moon's true yuan power.

At this time, the power of her sword had been greatly reduced, and there was no way to touch Ling Yu at all.

Sure enough, the moment their thoughts fell, the spirit sword in Han Yue's hand was knocked away, and Ling Yu's punch hit Han Yue's left shoulder firmly.

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking.

Han Yue let out a painful cry, and the whole person flew out of the ring directly.

Fortunately, there were many deacons and ordinary elders watching the battle below, and when they saw her flying out, they immediately reached out to help her, otherwise they didn't know how deep the blow would be when they fell out of the ring.

Ling Yu, who had withdrawn his fist, did not look at Han Yue again, and his gaze swept towards the area where the True Transmission disciple was.

"Who's next?"

"Me."

Another true legend stepped forward.

Yang Wenjin didn't know this person, but when he saw his cultivation, Yang Wenjin shook his head in his heart.

His defeat has almost been seen.

This person's cultivation is only half a step Yuan Infant, where will he be the opponent of Yuan Infant Peak Ling Yu?

Although the aura has already fought abnormally, and the true yuan power has also consumed a lot, it is not so easy to fight beyond the level.

Sure enough, not long after this person went up, he was blown out of the ring by the exhibition.

The two consecutive defeats deeply stimulated everyone in Taixuanmen, and at this moment, instead of admitting it, they became more and more united.

All kinds of roars of cheering resounded in the sky.

Seeing this scene, Yang Wenjin unconsciously outlined a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"That's the true inheritance of your Taixuanmen?"

"Don't talk big, it's just a matter of cultivating to a high level, I'll be your opponent."

Another true legend enters the ring.

This time, Taixuanmen was victorious, and Ling Yu was knocked out of the ring after two consecutive battles.

"Brothers, don't rob me, this person is mine."

As soon as Ling Yu stood still, another disciple of the True Yang Sect jumped into the ring.

"Report your name."

"The loser is not qualified to know my name."

The disciples of the True Yang Sect are as arrogant as ever.

To say this kind of thing before the competition is to completely ignore the opponent.

"You will pay for your hubris."

The Great War broke out, and unfortunately the result was that Taixuanmen was defeated.

And it was a very simple defeat.

is also the peak cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but the combat effectiveness of this guy from the True Yang Gate is much higher.

After the victory, the person from the True Yang Sect swept his gaze to the area of the True Transmission disciples.

"Who's next, come up, I don't mind if you guys hit two or one."

"Do you still need two to fight one?"

At this time, Hai Tianxiong stood up.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the cheers of a large crowd.

"Senior Brother Hai has made a move, and this arrogant guy has to pay the price."

"There has to be a price to pay, and we can't make him feel better."

The moment Hai Tianxiong stepped into the ring, Ji Chuan, who had been sitting there and had been silently watching everything, frowned.

It's not that he hasn't wanted to play, it's just that he doesn't think it's time yet, and his favorite thing to do is to show up when people need it most.

He enjoyed the spotlight and the feeling of turning the tide.

Now that Han Tianxiong is on the field, he can't help but regret it.

"It's really unpleasant to let this guy take the lead again."

He was very dissatisfied.

Hai Tianxiong's cultivation is in the middle of the Yuan Infant period, with level suppression, and this time on the field, the opponent was defeated by almost no means.

The cheers of the tide sounded, and Hai Tianxiong stood proudly in the ring, looking down on the disciples of the True Yang Sect below.

"It's a hard stubble, but I like it best."

Another disciple of the True Yang Sect stepped into the ring.

This time, the battle was fierce, more fierce than any previous battle.

Hai Tianxiong really lives up to his reputation, and his combat effectiveness is very good.

Defeat the opponent again.

Two consecutive wins, the first time that Taixuanmen has two consecutive wins, it can be said that it directly ignited the fire in the hearts of all the disciples.

The roar of enthusiasm was as if it wanted to overturn the sky.

"The strength is good, but it's a pity that I don't know how to control the true yuan power, and so many true yuan were consumed in two battles."

Yang Wenjin commented softly.

Just then, another man jumped into the ring.

The cultivation is not as good as Hai Tianxiong, but he is in good condition.

Hai Tianxiong was not intimidated at all, summoned the flying sword, and directly came up to open a big move, and the sword of man was displayed.

Although the opponent is in good shape, in the face of such a fierce and powerful move, he still regrettably loses.

After three consecutive victories, the disciples of Taixuanmen became more and more excited.

Many people are still shouting for four consecutive victories, but it's a pity that Han Tianxiong in the ring has no more energy to spare.

In addition, the opponent was also a master, and Hai Tianxiong was defeated in a few rounds.

This man challenged three more people in a row to complete a four-game winning streak.

Now among the true disciples, only Ji Chuan has not yet taken the stage.

On the other hand, what about the other party? Now there are still two people who have not appeared on the stage, and in such a comparison, it is already obvious who is stronger and who is weaker in the strength of the disciples on both sides.

If Taixuanmen wants to win, Ji Chuan must win three in a row and defeat the remaining two and one person in the ring.

And Ji Chuan finally waited for the opportunity he had been waiting for.

I saw him stand up slowly, and the whole person looked like a hero.

"This guy really knows how to pretend."

Yang Wenjin snorted.

Also on the other side, the people of Hai Tianxiong's faction are also angry.

They couldn't get used to Ji Chuan's big appearance.