Mo Yiming could clearly feel that at this moment, in his body, there was a strong cultivation power shuttling, which made the blood churn. At this churning moment, when the sharp light in his eyes flashed, his falling body suddenly rushed up!

It's much faster than before.

"There is wind, there is no wind, I can turn the wind, I can turn the weather!"

In his inner groan, Mo Yiming seemed to have an understanding, at the moment of his previous fall, he may have clearly felt that the robe was fluttering, and the wind was brought out when he fell.

He suddenly grabbed the void with his five fingers, and with this grasp, a strong wind howled, and the moment his body was close to Jian Antian, he swung out.

"Turn the wind into shape!"

With a deep sigh, the power of the wind in Mo Yiming's palm turned into a wind blade, which looked like a battle axe, and slashed out horizontally.

"Bang!"

A loud explosion echoed through the void. The golden protective ring shattered, and before the sword in the circle could scream, a mouthful of blood spurted out violently, and with horror in his eyes, he flew out directly.

"Slash the Sky and Fight the Third Heavy!"

"Turning the wind into form, he actually realized this at this moment!"

"It's incredible. He actually realized the third level of the Heaven Slaying Technique! ”

"In Xifeng, Mo Yiming is the first person!"

Many monks on the stone platform were in an uproar at this moment, and their hearts were extremely excited and excited, even more than Yu Mo Yiming.

This feeling is very real, after all, for Xifeng, who has always been unfavorable, there is such a strange cultivation, which is for their future boasting, or in front of outsiders, they can also hold their heads high and say that Xifeng has a Mo Yiming!

Yichen's always plain expression was a little more incredible at this moment, even he didn't expect that at this most critical time, when he was about to end this competition, Mo Yiming actually realized the third level of the Heaven Cutting Technique!

Soul Xuanji sat down on the chair, he didn't expect Mo Yiming to give himself too many 'surprises', this so-called 'surprise' made him a little breathless. Over the years, the sect competitions have ended with the Temple of Heaven being the first. Such a long-lasting and unchanging first makes the soul mystery unattractive to other sects, and even has some contempt. Not to mention the back mountain that has always been the most despised by him!

But this time, the Temple of Heaven Sect actually lost to Houshan! Putting this aside for the time being, how humiliating it is to get out of here. Just by virtue of the soul mystery, by virtue of the series of words that confronted Wu Heng just now, by virtue of his high voice and pride when he fell into the ears of every monk, by virtue of his unshakable status as a grandmaster, his pride, his pride. At this moment, they were all shattered into ashes by Mo Yiming!

Although he couldn't accept it, he had to accept it, and the facts were in front of him. Guessing Mo Yiming in front of Zongren before, and even testing Mo Yiming, mocking Houshan, making fun of Wu Heng, all of this, if you change to an ordinary disciple, it doesn't hurt. But his identity is the head of the Heavenly Temple Sect, and he is one of the elders of the entire West Peak!

From the beginning of the sect competition, I watched Lei Xiao defeat and win the first place in the sevenfold gathering of qi, watched Zui Meiyan win the first place in the fifth level of gathering qi, and watched Xie Wuchang defeat the disciples of the Heavenly Temple Sect. All of this, he originally thought that as long as Jian Antian won the first place in the Nine Layers of Qi Gathering, he still couldn't shake his position.

But now it seems that he has always lived in his self-confidence, has been playing a clown, and has been ...... Taken as a joke by others!

Obviously, even Yun Zhen, Cheng Yuanbi and the others couldn't believe that Mo Yiming would actually understand the third level of the Heaven Cutting Technique at this moment!

Previously, when Jian An Tianyi's sword broke out, they were already sure of the outcome of this competition, but in the last second, when Mo Yiming rushed out again, they could clearly feel the increase in the coercion of cultivation. In particular, the deep shout of 'turning the wind into shape', especially the huge battle axe that had been transformed from the wind, made their bodies lean forward with a look of disbelief.

Cheng Yuanbi has always been proud of Liu Zhongling, but looking at this new disciple Mo Yiming, she suddenly felt that she was simply a frog at the bottom of the well, and she didn't know that the world was so big that there were no surprises. There's always something unexpected happening!

Mo Yiming's mind was roaring, but the scene where Jian Antian almost killed him that day was extremely clear, and when it appeared at this moment, it made the fierce light in his eyes even stronger.

His speed has reached the current extreme, and before Jian Antian's body that flew out upside down has not yet stood firm, he is already close to Jian Antian's body, and he points out!

"This finger is to repay you for the humiliation of the day!"

For this day, Mo Yiming endured it for too long, although it was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. But from that day, Mo Yiming felt that his life was like a year.

So he didn't give Jian Antian any chance to fight back, and when he pointed out, the power of fingertip cultivation burst out, and with a bang, it hit Jian Antian's right arm directly, making him hiss, and the sword in his hand fell from the sky, and when the blood on his arm splashed, a blood hole appeared!

"I'm going to kill you!"

Jian Antian's eyes were no longer shocked before, but turned into anger, for him, who loved swords like life, the sword fell and the person was not there.

His hatred for Mo Yiming has reached the extreme.

"You don't have a chance!"

Mo Yiming's expression was flat, but an invisible killing intent burst out from his body, facing Jian Antian's anger and unwillingness, he didn't have the slightest sympathy, he knew that this kind of person didn't deserve any sympathy.

The voice was extremely cold, as if a chill was coming, and after it fell, it pointed out again.

"You wanted to abolish my cultivation at the beginning, but now I'm going to abolish you first!"

When this point was made, it was directly pointed at the center of Jian Antian's eyebrows. Suddenly, Jian Antian's head was raised suddenly, and a force of cultivation emanated from the inside out, and even the sound of breaking could be heard in its internal tendons. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, desperate and helpless.

His body went limp, and he began to fall from mid-air.

"Mo Yiming, you are too ruthless!"

At this moment, the soul mystery roared angrily, and his body turned into a long rainbow and flew out suddenly.

Wuheng was startled, and jumped into the sky at the same time, and at the moment when the soul mystery machine was about to touch Mo Yiming, he swung out a palm and directly knocked the soul mystery machine away.

"People in the back mountains, you dare to touch it!"

Wu Heng looked at the body of the soul mystery flying out upside down, and roared angrily.

The soul mystery machine caught Jian Antian's body in mid-air, fell on the stone platform, looked at Wuheng and Mo Yiming in the air, gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and flew away from the stone platform with Jian Antian.

"Ninefold Winner of Gathering Qi, Mo Yiming!"

Xi Xuan's voice sounded, and there was an inexplicable excitement in his heart. When his words fell, some of the monks around him cheered for Mo Yiming!

"From now on, the Temple of Heaven has no pride!"

Mo Yiming's expression was flat, and after falling from the sky, he did not receive the prize, but walked straight to the crowd and walked in front of Liu Zhongling.

"Thank you for saving me that day!"

This sentence was held in Mo Yiming's heart for too long, and before he defeated Jian Antian, he didn't even have the courage to thank Liu Zhongling. This moment, too long to wait!

But even so, Mo Yiming could still hear it clearly, and his heartbeat had accelerated.

So he didn't dare to linger too long in the crowd, and when the words fell, he walked towards the bottom of the stone platform.

He was afraid that he would blush because of his shyness, and he was afraid that he would be rejected by Liu Zhongling after showing his affection for Yoo Jong-ling. He wasn't ready to be rejected.

So he was willing to have such a crush all the time......