The two royal disciples slashed out with light blades from one left and one right, and they all slashed towards each other and ran over to become the last Mingfeng Sect Loose Cultivator, and the Loose Cultivator who had the scroll in his waist was left to Xiang Si Feiyu. This seems to be a tactic decided in advance, after getting an opponent first, Xiang Si Ce and Zhixin two people practice low and micro combined the strength of the two to entangle an opponent, and the most difficult battle is still left Xiang Si Feiyu.

Although Dole has been lurking with them, they don't belong to the same group, and according to the rules of the competition, they can't play in two groups, so at the moment he can only obediently stay aside, cross-legging Erlang's legs to watch the excitement.

Two fire blades slashed, and finally the loose cultivator had to stop his whistling footsteps, wielding a wind sword to resist the fire blade, and the three of them were entangled together in an instant, the cultivation of the confidant was in the middle of the second realm, and Xiang Sice's cultivation was able to break through the first realm, and it was similar to Doer, but the two of them relied on the advantage of magic weapons, and they could resist for a while.

The whistling figure did not swing the wind sword, but clasped his hands together in front of his chest when he was five steps away, and the middle fingers and index fingers of both hands were erected and close to the knot, and he shouted 'wind devouring', and after drinking high, he opened his mouth with a big mouth, and a strong wind actually erupted from his mouth, and the speed of the wind was much faster than the speed of people. Xiang Si Feiyu had just cast his blindness, and although the interval between the continuous casting of the Pupil Technique had passed, the remaining bit of mana was not enough to support the continuous casting.

It's purely a spell of the wind, and it seems that all hard attacks have no effect, including the fierce fire blade, have you ever seen the sword and the wind broken! The technique of Ming Feng's teaching has always been to use the power of the wind to imply the attacks of other fierce forces, but Xiang Si Feiyu can't feel any power at this moment. But you can't just not react, the solid figure quickly turned and rushed to the left, trying to dodge the wind and see what this technique was like before attacking.

'Wind Devouring' cultivation can only be cast through the triple realm, this casual cultivation is also not low, the power of 'Wind Devouring' is indeed implied in the wind, but it is not strong but sharp, back then Liusi used this technique to trap the upper cultivation Duanmu Feng, but the skill of this loose cultivation is much worse than Liusi.

Rao's running figure was instantly swept into the howling wind, and Xiangsi Feiyu was swept into the wind. No matter how he ran, he couldn't move, and his body seemed to be tightly entangled in the wind, 'Is this just a technique of restraint!' Just like the Earth Chrysalis Technique, the power of Wind Devourer is more than just its binding power. The ultimate goal is to restrain the target and cut off the seemingly nihilistic flow of exercise qi in his body.

In the fierce wind, the mana condensed and transformed into a blade-like air knife, which soaked into the young man's skin and inserted it into the veins in his body, like pieces of flying knives cutting the air flow running in the veins into pieces.

The genius boy suddenly felt that his body was so empty, like a skin with only one soul, and the crystallization of life seemed to have been wiped out. In the midst of horror, he wanted to condense the air flow and make a crazy gamble, and gambled on whether the little mana he had left could use the pupil technique that he relied on for a living. But the air flow couldn't be condensed, as if it had been cut off by some sharp blade.

A smug smile appeared on the face of the scattered cultivator, isn't it the most important thing in life to do the 'fire boy' among the famous three sons, the wind sword was clenched in his hand, and his body turned into a whirlwind and roared towards the genius boy in the wind. The power of the 'Wind Devourer' had disappeared, but the cut off air flow could not be condensed in an instant, and the whirlwind-like figure was instantaneous, and the cold light of the Wind Sword was right in front of him.

An 'explosion charm' floated out of the sleeve of the fiery red robe and floated between the two bodies. Inspired by Dore's rogue brat's tactics of ambushing Iruka, the 'Explosive Charm' was scavenged from the fool Saxer and snapped into his hands, as if these things were either greedy for life or unique to rogue boys.

However, at such a distance, the 'Explosive Talisman' Xiangsi Flying Feather seemed to be about to break the net, and the flying figure could no longer stop under the horror, and could only watch this talisman flutter in the wind. Boom, gunpowder smoke filled the wind, and the young man's figure flew out of black smoke with the sound of the explosion, and when he landed on the ground, he quickly rolled down towards the dense forest, as if he had been blown out. It's more like running for your life with the help of the power of the explosion, and it looks so embarrassing.

The smoke cleared, and the face of this casual cultivator was pitch black, and he could only see a pair of gurgling eyes, and there were only shallow scars on the muscles of several large holes on the cyan robe. It seems that the equivalent of a talisman explosion is beyond the reach of this cultivator who has reached the middle level of cultivation. His eyes rolled a few times, and he no longer thought about holding the wind sword in his hand in the direction where the genius boy was rolling down, and ran a few steps again and disappeared into the dense forest.

Stepping into the depths of the dense forest, there was no figure under the silent fiery red light in the empty mountains, only the towering pines and cypresses stood in front of them, and the chasing Mingfeng Sect Sanxiu stared at his eyebrows and stopped vigilantly observing the surroundings. I didn't dare to move a step easily, and silently felt the movement around me.

Twenty paces away, behind a huge pine, among the dense grass, a dark and ragged genius boy holding the 'Feiquan Sword' panted slightly, and the explosion at close range also embarrassed the well-dressed prince. It has always been a head-to-head duel, and the noble bloodline that will not take a step back even if it loses, but at this moment, it has to choose to dodge in embarrassment, adjust the breath to save strength, and look for an opportunity to ambush again.

Perhaps from the tactics of a few vertical and longitudinal scenes, with a small force, Iruka, who was like a mountain in front of him, was inspired by the tactics that sometimes victory really doesn't need to be high-sounding, what is needed is the result. It's a bit unbelievable to think that a scoundrel boy who has always looked down on him can change this arrogant genius boy.

Sanxiu frowned and pondered for a long time and finally decided to give up, this battle seemed to have fallen into a quagmire and swamp, there was a victory but no complete certainty to win, since he had already qualified for the qualification, why waste time and energy here, turned around and prepared to rush towards the way he came. At this time, Xiang Si Feiyu seemed to have relieved his breath, and when the other party turned around, it was the best time for him to attack.

Like a gust of wind flew out from behind the huge pine, rushing towards the fast departing back, Sanxiu just ran a few steps, a wind came from behind and did not look back and half-turned, no need to guess to know that the young man sneaked from behind. When the body flipped over in the air, the figure of Xiang Si Feiyu flying was less than ten steps away from him, and he swung down with both hands, and the wind blade he pulled out was mixed with the fierce sound of the wind and slashed straight at the figure.

The journey of ten steps is already the shortest distance for the 'blindness', Xiang Si Feiyu gambled again, betting on whether the only remaining mana in the body could perform the pupil technique, and the air flow quickly penetrated the veins of the whole body and finally condensed between the eyes.

The cold light pierced the fiery red sky like lightning, and the wind blade was about to slash at the suspended figure in the instant. A fiery light flashed through the dark eyes of the genius boy. Boom, the wind blade slashed on top of a flame, and the flames that lay in front of Xiang Si Feiyu's body were like a solid shield cast from flames to block the slashing wind blade.

At the last moment, the 'Fire Shield' Xiang Si Feiyu finally burst out with the power of the pupil technique. After blocking the fierce blow, the solidified flames quickly returned to their original form and swept towards the same volley cyan figure. With such a rapid speed, the Mingfeng Sect Scattered Cultivator after the blow didn't have time to react at all, and the fire came to front of him under the frightened gaze.

In the terrible scream, Sanxiu was swept into the surging flames, and the 'blinding technique' that was already the end of the strong slave did not kill him. The same can make him lose his combat effectiveness in an instant. The fiery red luster disappeared from his eyes, and the burning flames disappeared into nothingness as if they had just come out of thin air, and the scattered cultivators were still rolling in pain among the grass.

Xiang Si Feiyu's body fell and panted heavily, slowly walking towards the fallen figure step by step, approaching and bending down to take out four scrolls from Na Sanxiu's waist and inserting them on his waist. Straighten up again and slowly walk towards the way you came, staggering so tired.

On the other side, Xiang Si Zhixin and Xiang Si Ce were very happy with another Mingfeng Sect cultivator, and after a long time, the two of them already felt unbearable, and their hearts were sweating and their steps could no longer see the lightness and agility of the past. And Xiang Si Ce was like a bear, holding the superior 'fire sword' like holding a pig-chopping knife, dragging his fat body from top to bottom.

This loose cultivation is a volley flying leg, Xiang Si Ce whined, the fire sword flung his body upside down and flew out and landed on the ground and a few bears rolled, and finally his head was heavy and his eyes were golden, and he couldn't get up anymore, and he didn't know if he really couldn't get up or pretended to be dead, anyway, he didn't move on all fours.

Xiang Si Ce was defeated, and his confidant was even more difficult. Under the crackling and slashing of the wind sword wielded by this loose cultivator, several times he was still alive, but he couldn't run even if he wanted to, and his pink face was white and colorless under the stormy waves. That's when it happened. A bare-chested, dry boy stuck out his head from behind a big tree, his face covered with a large black cloth, leaving only a pair of small grunting eyes, looking at the two fighting with a thief's eyebrows.

The cold slash and whipped out, and the green and faint grass whip pulled out a ray of light and slashed towards the scattered cultivation, not the wind blade that flickered with cold light. It was the black light shining with black steaming magic skills, and as soon as the whip was swung out, the dry boy immediately retracted his head behind the big tree, and covered his mouth with his other hand and laughed.

Seeing that the situation was a big victory, the scattered correction waved in high spirits, and suddenly a strong force behind him could not be avoided, and he hurriedly let go of his confidant and turned around to wave his sword to block the attack, the two rays of light collided, and a soul-devouring power soaked into the body, and his mind shook, and his blood surged slightly. I was horrified, this was a magic skill, I was looking for someone carefully, but it was empty, only the towering number stood behind me.

Only the confidant knows what is going on, and the girl's heart secretly rejoices, "This bastard really has a way, hiding behind a tree and sneaking attack, as long as he is not discovered, even if he understands that someone helps, there is no place to appeal for this loose cultivation", the girl's happy face was shocked again, as if Dole had become his biggest spiritual pillar, and wielding the fire sword was also a burst of crackling.

Dorr just hid behind a tree and whipped it, and hid, although the power of the magic skill is not enough to defeat the other party now, but in the face of such a harassment that does not know the way to come, this loose cultivation is still troubled, although he constantly changes his position to check the way of Qingqing's sneak attack, but the power of this magic skill can always sneak attack from behind him when he is not paying attention.

When the noise was inextricable, the figure of a young man appeared, with a dark face and a ragged robe, his steps staggered step by step, so tired but so solid, and the black eyes were so resolute, and there were seven scrolls on his waist. Seeing the figure approaching step by step, this Sanxiu saw that under the horrified gaze in his eyes, his mouth and feet kept squirming, "Could it be that Angels has also been killed!" ’。

The wind sword swung violently and forced the confidant back a few steps, flew out of the air upside down, and when he fell, he turned around and ran away. 'Ouch' was finally over, Dol stretched out his voice and sighed and walked out from behind a large tree, still shirtless, covered with a black cloth, he was already prepared for the sneak attack, took off his robe and covered it with a black cloth, even if he was discovered, the other party would not recognize who he was, and even the Mingfeng Sect exercises were useless.

walked out and looked up suddenly, and saw a person called Hanako like black carbon, although he was wearing a tattered robe, his eyes were wide for a long time, as if he saw a monster, and suddenly pointed at the figure and laughed:

"Why did you run out of a flower child, uglier than me, laugh at me!"

Leaning back with a smile, Xiang Sze, the idiot, woke up as soon as the battle was over, got up and saw this figure, and Dol just finished laughing and hammered his chest and laughed:

"Hahaha, it's really uglier than a dry monkey, like fast coal."

Star-like eyes stared at the two people who were laughing wildly, as if they were about to breathe fire, and their hearts hurriedly scolded the two in their eyes:

"Don't laugh, the stars are hurt, you still make fun of him, do you two have humanity!"

The two of them coughed dryly and were speechless, for some reason, the two guys who looked down on each other could always stand on the same side when facing this talented boy. After the confidant scolded, he trotted in front of Xiangsi Feiyu in a few steps, and asked with concern:

"Brother Xingchen, how are you hurt! Take a break! ”

"It's okay, a little skin trauma, we can't stay here for long, let's go up the mountain quickly." Xiang Si Feiyu gasped heavily and said in a deep voice.

"Yes! Brother Xingchen, give me two scrolls first! Zhixin whispered again.

Xiang Si Feiyu looked at her in confusion, and instantly understood something, a dry wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he pulled out the gold from his waist, and handed the two silver scrolls to her, and took it with a smile, turned around and trotted a few steps to Dole, and handed the scroll to him:

"Dole, take it."

Dole tore off the black cloth covering his face, smiled playfully, and picked the back of his head with one hand, looking embarrassed:

"What's so embarrassing! You grabbed it, and I didn't do anything, and it's useless for me to take it! ”

"Dore, I told you to take it, I said we were going to qualify together!" The bosom heart has returned to the appearance of the fierce bully.

"Then I'll take it!" Luo nodded again, and got along with this domineering little cutie for a few days, and finally found out a little bit of her temperament, the more she twisted her to do, the more domineering she was, you follow her, she is gentle and good to you like a little sheep, then it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate! Obediently stretched out and caught it with both hands, and inserted it on his waist, no more, no less, just four scrolls.

Xiang Si Ce saw it in his eyes, pursed his lips and muttered angrily, "If you get cheap, you will sell well, I have seen a monkey, but I have never seen a monkey more cunning than a fox."

On the top of the hill on the south side of the 'Holy Heaven Fire Earth Mountain', Chu Tianya stood on the top of the mountain, surrounded by several middle cultivators of the Black Fire Academy, and there were groups of participating monks who grabbed enough scrolls, jumping over the top of the mountain to report and hand over the scrolls. Looking at the monks of the various sects who jumped over the hill one after another, and overlooking the foothills, although they were still graceful and uninhibited, there was a faint trace of worry in the autumn wind-like eyes, this was the last day of the first stage of the competition. (To be continued.) )