Song Junqiu's palm wind directly skipped Ye Qingtang and smashed to the edge of the ring.

I only heard a loud bang, and the incomparably hard ring was smashed by Song Junqiu's palm wind, and countless dust was raised with the wind.

If Song Junqiu's palm fell on Ye Qingtang's body, I am afraid that the internal organs and bones would be shattered.

Song Junqiu continued to fight with Ye Qingtang, but the three disciples who were standing in three directions had a touch of ruthlessness in their eyes, and at that moment, the three of them condensed their luck, and a stream of aura spread out from their bodies, and in mid-air, they condensed and turned into three giant dragons!

In an instant, the three of them made a move at the same moment, and three dragons fell from the sky and smashed straight into the middle of the ring.

The corners of Song Junqiu's eyes skimmed over the three dragon shadows that flew rapidly, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a sneer, and he instantly withdrew and left.

"Senior Sister Ye, you're going to go......" Song Junqiu sneered, and at the moment when the three phantom dragons bombarded Ye Qingtang, the figure had already fallen a few steps away.

The loud bang suddenly rose, and the entire ring was smashed apart under the huge impact, and the spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread all over the entire ring, and between the dust, the dragon's groans sounded one after another, and the lotus mist was swirling, blocking everyone's sight.

"Phantom dragon energy? Song Junqiu: They're crazy?!! Under the roar, the disciples who were watching the battle around were really startled by the three phantom dragons.

This is one of the exercises of the inner gate of the Xuanling Sect, and it is extremely lethal, and no one thought that Song Junqiu would actually use this trick on Ye Qingtang's body.

"How much Song Junqiu wants Ye Qingtang to be crushed."

Between the dust, Song Junqiu's eyes flashed with a vicious cold light, and the three disciples had already jumped to his side, and the four of them were embarrassed, looking at the surging dust and mist in front of them.

"Senior Brother Song, this time Ye Qingtang is really dead." A disciple said with a smile.

Song Junqiu said: "Since she chose it herself, it's no wonder that others." The winner is decided, and we can go back. ”

The three disciples nodded slightly, and the combined force of the three first-order disciples of the First Heaven and the Second Order was definitely not something that Ye Qingtang of the First Order of the First Order could stop, they were sure that Ye Qingtang would definitely die, and they were ready to follow Song Junqiu out of the ring at the moment.

When they walked to the edge of the ring, the three disciples saw the neon clothes that were stunned under the ring, with a look of tears on their faces.

"Little Beauty...... Your young lady is afraid that she will die at this time, why do you say this, if you had obeyed us at the beginning, she would not have been harmed. Now that she's dead, I'm afraid there is no one to protect you anymore, so you can wait for us. The three disciples smiled wickedly, and their tones could be described as extremely arrogant.

One of them even bent down, ready to reach out and touch the little face of the neon dress.

Flying Shadow hurriedly protected Ni Shang behind him.

But at the moment when the disciple stretched out his hand, a cold light suddenly flew out of the dust, the cold light flickered, and a miserable scream burst out directly from the mouth of the frivolous disciple!

The bloody sword that shimmered with the light of the stars was directly inserted into the edge of the ring, and the sword body was covered with blood.

The hand that wanted to abuse Ni Shang fell under the ring with a snap, and a large piece of blood instantly spurted out from the disciple's broken arm!

"My hand!!"

"Someone who wants to move me? I'm afraid you won't have that life. A slightly cold voice suddenly sounded from the middle of the ring.