The moment this voice echoed, it seemed to contain some cultivation power, and it fell into everyone's ears, making these people, one by one, focus their eyes on the place where the voice came from.

Under this condensation, I immediately saw the person standing among the disciples of Xifeng at this moment, and the appearance of this person made the disciples of Xifeng feel excited when they looked at it.

Even Wuheng was extremely excited.

Only Yang Hao looked incredible, and said: "You're crazy, you don't need to be so angry, you just look for abuse." ”

Mo Yiming didn't speak, just took a step forward, his body flashed, and before he could see his figure clearly, he had already appeared on the stone platform, and his speed was so fast that it could be imagined.

This scene made Yang Hao's eyes widen, in his opinion, Mo Yiming's cultivation was less than the fifth level of qi gathering, but this speed was completely better than thunder!

"This ...... Who is he? Although he talked a lot to Mo Yiming, he didn't know Mo Yiming's real name, and at this moment, when Mo Yiming showed his speed, he finally became curious about Mo Yiming's identity and asked the Xifeng disciples around him.

This Xifeng disciple smiled, he heard the conversation between the two of them clearly before, and said: "You don't know who he is, you just talk to him so much, haha, he is Xifeng Mo Yiming!" ”

Hearing this, Yang Hao's body was suddenly stunned, and his expression was slightly embarrassed, but he felt that he was amused by the people of Xifeng again. The people who thought that they were going to recognize the other party as their junior brother before were cultivating one by one at this moment, higher than themselves.

He suddenly realized how funny what he had said before.

But even so, he still felt that Mo Yiming could not be Wu Zhongqiang's opponent.

But the disciples of Xifeng didn't think so, they knew Mo Yiming's cultivation, and they knew that Mo Yiming had killed a few transformation monks and several qi gathering monks in the purple bamboo forest. From that moment on, Mo Yiming became the myth of their West Peak. So they couldn't hide their excitement, and the moment Mo Yiming appeared on the stone platform, they began to exclaim one by one.

Even Wuheng jumped up violently and said loudly: "Xiao Mingming, kill him, kill him!" ”

"Mo Yiming, kill him!"

As Wuheng's voice sounded, the disciples of Xifeng, as if they had been resonated, also began to shout to kill Wu Zhongqiang.

As for the disciples of Beifeng, most of them seemed disapproving, they knew that Mo Yiming could not be Wu Zhongqiang's opponent, so when they looked at these disciples of Xifeng at this moment, they showed strong contempt one by one.

However, for some of the disciples who had captured the spiritual bamboo in the Purple Bamboo Forest, they were always silent, because they had seen Mo Yiming's terrifying scene in the Purple Bamboo Forest.

As for Bei Taixuan, she showed strong contempt, she was very confident in Wu Zhongqiang, and knew that in the future, Wu Zhongqiang would definitely abolish Mo Yiming.

But for some people who have not seen Mo Yiming, at this moment, their brows are slightly furrowed, and they are amazed in their hearts, it turns out that this person is Mo Yiming.

Mo Yiming's deeds seem to have spread all over the four peaks, and his reputation is no less than that of Lei Xiao, although he doesn't believe that Mo Yiming killed a few transformation monks, but at this moment, he believes that Mo Yiming's cultivation power must be higher than Lei Xiao. From this speed, it has been proven.

The Eastern Emperor had already tested Mo Yiming before, and he knew that Mo Yiming's extraordinary, especially the defensive power, made him understand that Mo Yiming was different from the monk who gathered nine qi levels. Even under this kind of thinking, he is different from everyone else. He felt that it was true that Mo Yiming had killed a few shapeshifting monks in the Purple Bamboo Forest. So from beginning to end, he didn't speak, he felt that Mo Yiming and Wu Zhongqiang did have a fight.

Nan Xuyang didn't think like him, he saw that Wu Zhongqiang easily defeated Lei Xiao, and he also felt that Wu Zhongqiang would easily defeat Mo Yiming. He looked at the disciple who was chanting at Xifeng, showed a disdainful smile, and said, "What's the use of a loud voice, after I win Wu Zhongqiang, let's chant again." ”

Even Cheng Yuanbi didn't seem to care too much about the outcome of this cultivation competition in the past. Because the ending is decided. However, on top of this cultivation competition, she was very interested, so she didn't leave from beginning to end. Instead, he stood somewhere, watching these Xifeng disciples defeat the other monks one by one, and there was an inexplicable relief in his heart. For Mo Yiming, she knows a little bit. What happened in the Purple Bamboo Forest that day, she could also see it clearly, although Wu Zhongqiang's cultivation was indeed very strong, but Mo Yiming's cultivation should not be underestimated!

Qing Xuan smiled indifferently, and didn't say too much, only felt that in this cultivation competition, who won and who lost, it was not certain until now.

However, some of the disciples who entered Wan Jian Peak before also came to the scene of this cultivation competition, after leaving Wan Jian Feng that day, they had never seen Mo Yiming again, compared to Mo Yiming's cultivation, they were more concerned about the immortal flute!

They clearly remembered that when Mo Yiming went to capture the Immortal Flute for the first time that day, he failed. When he went to seize it for the second time, Wan Jianfeng changed. They didn't see Mo Yiming get the Immortal Flute with their own eyes, but eight or nine were not far from ten. Even if there was speculation, they also wanted to know whether Mo Yiming had obtained the Immortal Flute.

This matter has always haunted their hearts and has never gone away. But when Mo Yiming appeared again this time, he inadvertently set off the thoughts in their hearts, surging like waves.

"Did Mo Yiming get the Immortal Flute that day?"

At the East Peak, a young monk said to an older disciple next to him, Obviously, these two monks had both entered the Ten Thousand Swords Peak.

This slightly older monk, his eyes were locked on Mo Yiming's body, as if he was expecting something, he shook his head uncertainly, and said, "Not necessarily, but it should be to obtain the Immortal Flute, otherwise Ten Thousand Sword Peak would not cause such drastic changes that day." But when he fights with Wu Zhongqiang, he will naturally know! ”

"I'm very curious, what kind of superior spell this Immortal Flute technique is."

As the young monk spoke, he had a sense of impatience for this contest.

Even the older monk had the same thoughts.

On that stone platform, Wu Zhongqiang had not sent out all his cultivation power before, so when that wind blade cut off the branch in his hand, under the force of the rebound, he couldn't help but retreat a few steps before he set his eyes on Mo Yiming's body, although he did not formally fight, but from Mo Yiming, he felt a different aura.

Mo Yiming did not look directly at Wu Zhongqiang, but hugged Lei Xiao, and in the middle of his thoughts, a white superb Qi Condensing Pill suddenly flew out from his Baichuan bag.

After this Dan was held in the palm of his hand, he immediately gave Lei Xiao a treat.

Lei Xiao took this superb Qi Condensing Pill by taking advantage of the situation, and suddenly around his body, a strong wind struck, and a large amount of cultivation power returned to his body, making the pain on his body reduce a lot. The wound also emitted a slight itching sensation and appeared to be healing.

"What kind of elixir is this, it can have such an effect."

"You see, Thunder's wounds seem to be healing."

"It's curious that the special elixir can actually make the monk instantly recover his cultivation power!"

When Lei Xiao took the best Qi Condensing Pill, the changes in Lei Xiao's body made these disciples show excitement one by one at this moment. They exclaimed, guessing what this elixir was.

Even Bei Taixuan, the Eastern Prince, and Nan Xuyang narrowed their eyes slightly, concentrating their gazes as much as possible, as if they wanted to better see what the pill that flew out of Mo Yiming's Baichuan bag was. But the best Qi Condensing Pill has been subdued by Lei Xiao. Therefore, at this moment, they could only think about what kind of pill this strange pill belonged to.

Even if it is Wu Zhongqiang on the stone platform, it is the same! But now he cares more about whether Mo Yiming is as powerful as rumored. However, even if Mo Yiming can fight the god of war and a few monks who transform into two shapes, for him, there is nothing to be afraid of!

Because Wu Zhongqiang is comparable to a monk who transforms into a triple shape!

"You're Mo Yiming?" Wu Zhongqiang looked at Mo Yiming, his expression seemed to be provocative.

After Mo Yiming beckoned Lei Xiao down from the stone platform, he turned his head to look at Wu Zhongqiang, his expression seemed to be flat, but the anger in his heart was like a surging flood, fluctuating.

"Xifeng Mo Yiming, please advise!"

As soon as Mo Yiming's words came out, his sleeves waved, and a white wind blade slashed out in the air!

"It's another trick to cut the sky!"