"I'm defeated..."Wang Xingqi's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"One knife, defeated Wang Xingqi with only one knife, is this still human?"

Moreover, he crossed two small steps and defeated Wang Xingqi, who was also a celestial pride. ”

"Mo Qingyu's talent is no longer enough to be described as Tianjiao, right?

"What kind of demon, I think it's just like that, if I want to play, I will definitely defeat him!" "You deserve it too?"

"Go get the knife, my knife is a treasure knife worth two hundred medium-grade spirit stones!"

"My treasure knife is worth a lot, I have to get it back quickly, don't damage it!"

"You can be content, the sword that has been nourished by the perfect sword is worth double, and I regret that my saber is lost in the space ring. ”

Everyone in the square talked about it, some admired Mo Qingyu's talent, some disdained that he was now in the limelight, and a few people were worried that their treasure knife would be damaged, so they hurriedly ran to the center of the square, pulled out their beloved treasure knife, looked at it carefully, checked it, and pinned it to their waist with pity after confirming that it was undamaged.

In the direction of the Imperial Sword Sect, Great Elder Liu Chengfeng came to the center of the square, and when he saw that Wang Xingqi's body was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Let's go, there is no shame in failure, and it is shame if you don't dare to face it, your grandfather was not the most dazzling among his peers, but now, most of his contemporaries have turned into loess, and he has achieved the destiny of heaven." ”

After that, without waiting for Wang Xingqi to respond, Liu Chengfeng ignored him and walked back to the seat of the Imperial Sword Sect.

After Liu Chengfeng took a few steps, Wang Xingqi's gaze regained its brilliance, and there was a light called confidence flashing in his eyes.

Yes, victory and defeat are common things, no one will be undefeated in his life, there are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the people, even if Mo Qingyu will definitely meet someone more talented than him in the future.

This is just a sparring battle, it is nothing if he loses, the Xuanzhi has a long and rugged road, and only by enduring the ups and downs can he go to the end.

Thinking of this, Wang Xingqi was able to reach the New Year, ignoring the cynicism in his ears and the disdain of everyone, he quickly followed Liu Chengfeng's footsteps.

Seeing this, Liu Chengfeng didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, and his impression of Wang Xingqi in his heart changed.

On the seat of the Imperial Sword Sect, Yang Enran looked at Mo Qingyu who walked back to the seat of the Extreme Dao Sect indifferently, a pair of big eyes that had forgotten to blink, and he was deeply attracted by him.

Yang Enran never thought that the fiancé his father set for himself would be such a peerless Tianjiao, he was more dazzling than any Tianjiao he had ever met.

Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes, Yang Enran is undoubtedly a beauty, and Mo Qingyu has become the hero she loves at the moment.

After seeing Mo Qingyu's peerless talent, she no longer has any resistance to the marriage contract her father has set for herself, and even faintly looks forward to the arrival of things.

She didn't expect that because of Mo Daochen's disappearance and a series of changes, Mo Qingyu had already forgotten her, and she didn't know who she was at all, all of this was just her delusion.

After the battle between Mo Qingyu and Wang Xingqi, the atmosphere in the square gradually rose, and the Tianjiao of the major forces were eager to try, wanting to prove themselves through battle and attract the attention of the old man in the void.

In the direction of the hidden Ouyang family, Ouyang Cheng saw that Mo Qingyu, who was almost the same age as himself, was in the limelight, and was even called a demon who surpassed Tianjiao by some good deeds, so he was jealous in his heart and wanted to come forward to challenge Mo Qingyu to prove that he was the real demon.

In his opinion, Wang Xingqi is just in vain, and he can defeat the other party when he plays.

However, Ouyang Yun on his side did stop him, and in Ouyang Cheng's puzzled gaze, Ouyang Cheng spoke: "Now Mo Qingyu has just ended a battle, it is inevitable that there will be some consumption, if you come forward to challenge now, even if you win, it will be regarded as taking advantage of the danger of others, but it will fall into the tongue, and wait." ”

Ouyang Cheng felt justified when he heard this, so he pursed his lips, sat down a little unwillingly, and watched the others come to the center of the square to fight, although he was a little impatient in his heart, but he still chose to be patient when he thought of Ouyang Yun's words.

Ouyang Cheng wanted to defeat Mo Qingyu at his peak state and prove to everyone present who was the real young demon.

In the direction of the Vientiane Sect, Leng Yun looked at Mo Whispering on the seat in the direction of the Extreme Dao Sect with a pair of beautiful eyes, all the thoughts.

I don't know why, the other party gave him a very familiar feeling, obviously I haven't seen it, why is this, Leng Yun didn't know what to do for a while.

She knew that Mo Qingyu was no longer wearing a secret mask now, revealing his true appearance, and they had indeed fought in the Flying Dragon Arena.

It's just that Leng Yun didn't connect the young man who was just entering the mountain realm at the beginning with Mo Qingyu, who is now known as a young demon.

After another battle between the children of the two descendants of the Eight Great Families, a young woman from the Volcano Sect came to the center of the square, her skin was dark, not ugly, but a little wild beauty.

"I heard that Wang Fucheng, the eldest lady of the Wang family, is the first woman in the Wang family to comprehend the mastery of the Zhen clan in hundreds of years. Duan Shu was now in the middle of the square, looked at the location of the Wang family, and said loudly.

The Wang family's position in the square was backward, but as Duan Shu's voice sounded, everyone's attention was focused on the location of the Wang family.

Wang Fucheng, who looked charming and moving, stood up from his seat, chuckled, and said, "Hehe... Since this sister is interested in me, of course I am willing to learn from you. ”

After that, Wang Fucheng moved his long legs and walked towards the center of the square, his graceful posture was graceful and moving, which made many male disciples present who were not strong enough to look at them straightly.

"Charming. Looking at Wang Fucheng who walked in steps, Duan Shu scolded in a low voice in disgust.

"Now we are going to feast our eyes, although Duan Shu of the Volcano Sect has a bad temper, but her figure and appearance can be regarded as one in a hundred, and Wang Fucheng, the eldest lady of the Wang family, is a bewitching flower, swaying and colorful, the battle between the two must be very exciting!"

"Hey! It's really superficial! The two of them don't just have looks and figures, Duan Shu is the top twenty mountain leaders in the Volcano Sect, although Wang Fucheng doesn't fight much, but she has comprehended the Wang family's Zhen clan mastery, and she should be the top twenty saints in the Extreme Dao Sect, and her strength is not weak. ”

"This brother of the Lu family is right, the cultivation of these two women has reached the late stage of the Hidden Realm, and they are also the proud daughters of the sky, and the battle can be called a visual feast!"

Everyone in the square expressed their own thoughts, although the strength of the two was not as good as Shang Mo Qingyu and Wang Xingqi, but they were also ranked in the sky, and the battle would definitely be exciting.

"Sister, you have to be merciful~" Coming to the center of the square, Wang Fucheng smiled charmingly and said in a coquettish voice.

"Who is your sister, rambling, let's fight!" Duan Shu frowned in disgust when he heard this, took out a thin rod hammer from the space ring, and smashed it towards Wang Fucheng without saying anything.

Woo!

The weight of the hammer in Duan Shu's hand was not light, and a low roar sounded during the swing, like the wind wailing.

Wang Fucheng was not in a hurry when he saw this, as if he had anticipated the other party's actions, while tiptoeing lightly, his body was extremely light and dodged the heavy hammer, while not forgetting to tease Duan Shu: "My sister is really anxious~"

"Wind Breaker Eight Style!"

Duan Shu ignored the other party, his heart was full of fighting intent, and when he saw that the hammer was missed, he immediately adjusted his body, flicked one leg hard, jumped up several meters dexterously, and slammed down with a hammer.

Call!

"Storm the wind!"

Wang Fucheng's face changed slightly, she couldn't stay indifferent, she didn't expect Duan Shu to be her strongest mystic skill as soon as she made a move, the top mystical skill of the moon rank to break the wind eight styles.

Duan Shu is a mysterious person with the wind elemental attribute, who uses the wind to break the wind, uses the power of the wind to break the wind, and has clever means, which should not be underestimated, and is a difficult opponent.

Wang Fucheng changed his charming complexion, his face changed, and he began to be serious.

"Yan Emperor Sword!"

Raging!

Wang Fucheng activated the Xuan Qi in his body, opened his white and tender palm, and a light blue flame long sword condensed in her palm.

Mo Qingyu, who was in the seat, was a little surprised to see Wang Fucheng display the mystical skills that Wang Yan displayed when he was fighting him.

Looking closely, there was a slight difference between the Yan Emperor Sword condensed by the two.

The Yandi Sword displayed by Wang Yanshi was a brilliant golden flame, wild and flamboyant, while the Yandi Sword condensed by Wang Fucheng was different, the flame was a deep blue, somewhat transparent, giving him a mysterious and profound feeling, and he didn't know which one was more powerful.

Phew!

Wang Fucheng held the Yan Emperor Sword in his hand, and with a light scrape in front of him, a dark blue flame burned in the air.

Woo!

The hammer fell on the flames and sizzled, mixed with the whining of the wind.

"Okay, this is the real ability of the eldest lady of the Wang family, come again!" Seeing that Wang Fucheng was serious, Duan Shu smiled instead, her body fell to the ground, picked up the hammer in her hand, accumulated strength, and smashed it out again.

"Broken Wind!"

Woooooo

The wind whined, and the hammer fell at breakneck speed, containing a thousand great powers.

Although Duan Shu is a woman, her physical strength is extremely great, and the heavy hammer that ordinary people who have just entered the Hidden Realm cannot hold seems to have become a paper hammer in her hands, wielding it wantonly.

"Flame Blade Slash!" Wang Fucheng let out a low cry and waved the Yan Emperor Sword in his hand repeatedly.

In an instant, dozens of flame blades were connected into a curtain, horizontal in front of Duan Shu's body, and the splashing sparks made her feel hot, and she hurriedly swung a heavy hammer to resist.

"Summoning the wind!"

Duan Shu saw that the fire curtain was difficult to dispel for a while, and immediately changed his way, and the heavy hammer in his hand was fast.

Call... Whew... Whew!

As the hammer rotated, a wind swept up in the center of the hammer's rotation.

Blowing away the curtain of fire, swept towards Wang Fucheng's location.

Wang Fucheng faced the swept wind and swept away, and actually dissipated the Yandi Sword in his hand and attacked it with his fists instead.

Her move made everyone watching the battle puzzled, and they thought in their hearts, could it be that Wang Fucheng wanted to face this violent wind with her delicate body?