As soon as Shuying got into the ring, she didn't wait for Ding Huaiyu to greet her, Shuying pointed at the green flute, and a colorful lark appeared in the ring, the lark's wings spread, and a burst of colored smoke rose in the ring, and the two were shrouded in smoke at the same time, Ding Huaiyu smiled bitterly, flipped his palm, slapped on the ground, and the runes on the ground appeared, and an earthen wall rose from the ground, and then shrouded himself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ding Huaiyu knew that Shuying was good at sound element attack, which was a high-level illusion, and he needed to have room to use it, so he closed it and hid it to prevent the opponent from bursting out.

The colored mist of this lark can not only be hidden, but this colored mist is also a hypnotic fog, as long as it hits the colored mist, it is easy to be hypnotized by the caster, and then it will be slaughtered.

The green flute sounded, the colored mist immediately surged, and the crisp flute sound reached Ding Huaiyu's ears, Ding Huaiyu was in the square earthen wall, his hands quickly sealed, and after the seal was completed, he sat on the fixed plate to resist the flute sound.

The sound of Shuying's green flute, sometimes graceful and long, sometimes moonlight like water, sometimes gentle and lingering, and in the flute sound, the colored mist around the earthen wall transforms into a colorful sawtooth long knife, which begins to cut the earthen wall one after another, and the heavy surface of the earthen wall begins to be cut, and the serrated long knife begins to go deep into the earthen wall.

Ding Huaiyu in the "Tu Yuan Technique--Spike" in the earth wall, cast the Yuan Technique, and rows of spikes rose suddenly, but these spikes did not get the desired effect, and the colored mist of Shuying, forming a color shield, had already protected it in the center.

The "collapsed" earth wall was finally shattered under the sharp sawtooth long knife, Ding Huaiyu jumped forward, and the water knife in his hand appeared, cutting the shield of the colored mist, where to think, where is there a figure in the colored shield, it is not good, and it is still impossible to confirm the location of Shuying.

"Yinyuan Technique--Long Sleep" A clear flute sounded, and Ding Huaiyu, who jumped in the air, shook his head, fell, and fell.

"Yinyuan Technique-Color Rope", "Yinyuan Technique-Color Prison", "Yinyuan Technique-Sound Killing", Shuying saw Ding Huaiyu's technique of eternal sleep, although it was only an instant, but Shuying grasped this flaw, and performed three techniques in a row, wanting to catch Ding Huaiyu directly, in the sound of the green flute, the colorful mist surged, a colored rope wrapped around the falling Ding Huaiyu, a colored cage, covering Ding Huaiyu, Ding Huaiyu, who was bound, was awake, struggling desperately, and the technique of sound killing had arrived.

An Youqing in the audience stood up, looked at the ring with satisfaction, and then said nakedly: "Hehe, is the East Pavilion disciple too weak, or my West Pavilion disciple is too strong?"

However, the answer to Youqing's words is not over, and the situation in the ring has changed greatly.

When the paintball condensed by the sound killing technique shot towards the bound Ding Huaiyu, the bound Ding Huaiyu's whole person changed, not who Shuying was!

"What!" replied Youqing couldn't believe his eyes.

The colorful fog dissipated, and people saw that Shuying was bound and Ding Huaiyu was standing in the air, many people didn't know that in the colorful fog, it was obviously Shuying who restrained Ding Huaiyu, how in the end, Shuying was bound in his own color prison.

Li Dongfu opened his eyes and suddenly said, "Huaiyu's phantom array technique has improved again, and it can be used to confuse the real!"

Many knowledgeable disciples already know why Shuying is bound in their own Yuan Technique, that is because, before Shuying came to the stage, Ding Huaiyu performed the illusion array technique, Shuying herself was in a phantom array from the time she entered the ring, she was in a phantom array, she was in the ring, she was controlled by illusion, but she was deep in the illusion array, and she didn't know that she had been confused by illusion, Ding Huaiyu ran the illusion technique in her own illusion array, so that Shuying saw herself, that is, she saw Ding Huaiyu, and when she saw Ding Huaiyu, she saw Shuying, so all the techniques performed by Shuying were performed by Ding Huaiyu, and the goal was Shuying herself。

After people found out the reason, they cast admiration or admiration at Ding Huaiyu.

When Shuying woke up, she straightened her clothes, bowed to Ding Huaiyu, and said: "I myself am on guard against Senior Brother Ding's Yuan Array, so I will perform Yuan Technique without saying hello as soon as I come on stage, but I didn't expect that I still can't guard against it, Senior Brother Ding, I have been taught!"

Ding Huaiyu smiled slightly, and stepped down with a salute, in the first game, Ding Huaiyu of the East Pavilion won!

Zhao Wusheng grabbed a golden gun and jumped into the ring, and his heroic aura immediately caused the disciples of the North Pavilion to scream, "The East Pavilion is coming to fight!"

A man with long flowing hair and a thin body jumped into the ring in response: "Dongge Zhanfei!"

Suddenly, there was a cheer on the audience, and people were looking forward to the battle between Zhao Wusheng and Zhanfei, because one was Zhao Wusheng, the senior brother of the North Pavilion, and the other was the famous third senior brother of the East Pavilion.

Zhao Wusheng was not polite, as soon as the golden gun was pointed, the person moved.

"Jin Yuan Technique - Golden Gun Nine Turns!" Zhao Wusheng's golden gun nine turns, like a broken bamboo, the rotating golden gun, the sharp Jin Yuan rattled, locking the breath of Zhanfei, and it was achieved overnight.

Zhanfei quickly retreated, sealed in his hand, and drank: "Feng Yuan Technique-Wind Chasing Nine Styles", only to see Zhan Fei rely on Feng Yuan's speed, use the wind technique and body technique, and continuously avoid Zhao Wusheng's fierce attack with nine guns! At the last turn, several wind lines in Zhanfei's hand entangled Zhao Wusheng's spear head and pulled it back.

Zhao Wusheng felt a huge force on the gun was pulled, knowing that it was controlled by the wind line, Zhao Wusheng's forward momentum immediately froze, forcibly stopped, and then held the gun in his left hand, turned his right hand into a golden claw, and pulled it with his left hand, and the Zhanfei who pulled it was caught off guard, Zhanfei followed Zhao Wusheng's pull, and the whole person was pulled by the wind line, Zhao Wusheng's right hand golden claw was against Zhanfei's heart, Zhanfei's right hand pulled the wind line to restrain Zhao Wusheng's golden gun, and a black wind blade in his left hand was cut off at Zhao Wusheng's golden claw.

"Jump!" The golden claw collided with the wind blade, the two leaned together, and had hand-to-hand combat, Zhao Wusheng was good at Jin Yuan gun skills, Zhan Fei was good at Feng Yuan body method, the two of them played the Yuan skill body method to the extreme, and the speed was also to the extreme, people only saw that the wind line was wrapped around the gun, each using one hand to limit each other, and the other hand to fight, and the danger was indicated.

Zhanfei became more and more frightened, Zhao Wusheng became more and more courageous, Zhanfei knew that he would definitely lose if he continued like this.

"Feng Yuan Shu - Scattered Cloud Jue" Zhan Fei loosened the wind line in his hand, jumped back, sealed his hands, and thousands of fine wind needles formed by Feng Yuan formed a small tornado, which rolled towards Zhao Wusheng. Immediately afterwards, he once again performed the joint meta technique: "Feng Yuan Technique - Eighteen Styles of Flowing Wind Flying Knife", and eighteen transparent Feng Yuan Flying Knives appeared in Zhanfei's hand, followed by the wind needle tornado.

The disciples who were watching the battle around them all held their breath, and even some of the outer disciples had some understanding, and they settled down cross-legged on the spot, how could the Golden Gun Man break such a fierce offensive.

In other words, Zhao Wusheng suddenly felt that the body of the gun was light, and he knew that Zhanfei changed his skills, but Zhanfei was good at wind skills, and he was faster than others.

Zhao Wusheng's Jin Yuan style is to move forward, not retreat but advance, when the wind needle tornado is close, even stab a hundred guns, each shot, will stab a minute hand, but because the tornado speed is too fast, there are hundreds of wind needles according to the style, Zhao Wusheng drank: "Jin Yuan technique - golden gun shield", Zhao Wusheng held the center of the golden gun with both hands, crossed and turned, and the rotating gun shadow formed a golden shield.

"Squeak" wind needles hit the gun shadow shield in waves.

"Not good!" Zhao Wusheng was secretly shocked, because six invisible flying knives flew behind him, Zhao Wusheng's golden gun took off his hand, his hands instantly turned golden, and when he turned around, his hands slapped continuously, and the flying knives were on the golden palm, leaving six shocking knife marks.

Zhao Wusheng became more and more courageous the more he fought, at this time, the wind needle was dispersed, and the rotating golden gun fell into his hand, and he suddenly felt three flying knives on the left and right attacking, the speed was extremely fast, and it seemed that it was too late to block.

"Jin Yuan Shu - Point Yuan into Gold" Zhao Wusheng's arms turned into gold, and the "Qiang Qiang Qiang" flying knife was embedded in the two arms, and then exploded, the gold yuan on the surface of the two arms was shattered, and blood flowed out of the two arms, which was terrifying.

There were five more flying knives, from top to bottom, pressing towards the top of Zhao Wusheng's head, Zhao Wusheng raised the golden gun, and picked six times in a row, each pick would pick a flying knife.

"No, now Zhanfei throws seventeen flying knives, what about one?" When Zhao Wusheng was picking up the gun, he found a total of seventeen flying knives, and he secretly paid in his heart, one move was careless, and the move was controlled! Zhao Wusheng judged that there was another one that was Zhanfei's lore plan, and there were flying knives on the left and right, and the last one was at his feet, thinking of this, Zhao Wusheng immediately bowed his head.

Unexpectedly, when Zhao Wusheng bowed his head, Zhanfei appeared above Zhao Wusheng's head, holding the last wind knife in his hand.

Zhao Wusheng knew the plan, but the master of the art was bold, his head was not high, he made a seal in his hand, squatted down, and slapped his right hand to the ground, "Alchemy-Golden Gun Flow Killing", dozens of golden guns protruded from the ground, and shot towards Zhan Fei in the air.

Zhan Fei's pupils in his eyes were bent, and he used the wind technique to dodge again and again, thinking to himself, the opportunity has been lost, and the defeat has been decided!

Sure enough, when Zhan Fei avoided dozens of golden guns and was about to cast the Yuan Technique, the back collar was suddenly grabbed by a golden thug and pulled down, Zhan Fei fell to the ground, and before he could get up, a golden gun stopped at his throat.

Zhanfei smiled bitterly: "Lost!"

Zhao Wusheng smiled: "Senior Brother Zhan, you are good at Feng Yuan, good at concealing and killing, now you are really good at killing with real knives and guns, you are in a weak position, if you are in the dark night in the wild, it is estimated that I have been tricked, and you don't need to be annoyed if you fight like this!"

The public in the stands, who witnessed such ups and downs, suffocating battles, were satisfied, stood up, and sincerely applauded the two, this competition was really good-looking!

Yan Duxue quietly walked step by step to the middle stage, every step is a kind of amazing, slim and elegant, like a clear lotus in early summer.

The male disciples in the audience were all boiling, the little junior sister of the East Pavilion, the city was full of pride, and the goddess who was dusty in the minds of the disciples of the Barbarian Continent Sect, and someone on the audience began to shout Yan Duxue's name.

In the crowd of the Inner Gate Alliance, a young man dressed as a black-faced scholar walked out, very ordinary, the kind of ordinary person who could not be distinguished if he was thrown in the crowd, but after he came to the stage, there was a kind of coldness on his body, which made people feel more stressed.

"It's the second senior brother of the West Pavilion, Sima Yin of the West Pavilion who has made great contributions to the sect!" someone recognized the black-faced scholar.

"It's him, he's also back, didn't he go to the Netherworld Island to hunt the demon?" The disciples of the West Pavilion all know that this second senior brother who has not been in the Pavilion all the year round is a famous hero.

The disciples of the West Pavilion became excited, and they collectively stood up to cheer for the second senior brother of the sect.

A one-inch-long brush appeared in the black-faced scholar's hand, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand giving a gesture of please.

Yan Duxue didn't speak, but also made a gesture of please, and the two jumped up at the same time towards each other.

Situ Yin is an assassination master, and he once successfully assassinated the third-order Xiuyuan King master of the Netherworld Clan with the power of the Beginner Cultivator King, so every time Situ Yin makes a move, it is a thunder killing technique, and in the ring, it is also this style.

The two made a mistake in the air, and both landed at the same time, standing with their backs to each other, and then remained motionless.

People look at two people who only do this trick, make a mistake in the air, and then stand still, and feel very strange, but it is natural to have feelings.

"I lost!" Situ Yin touched his chest and walked out of the ring.

There was an uproar ----.

Only the leaders and core disciples on the rostrum saw the power of this move.

Yan Duxue didn't speak, looked at Biwen Terrace, then lowered her head and walked out of the ring.

"This little girl!

"Situ Yin is not bad, but he is still a little underestimated, after all, he rarely returns to the sect all year round, and he doesn't know how powerful Yan Duxue is!"

"Yan Duxue's Mu Yuan Force is really sharp, cutting off the silver needles in Situ Yin's hundreds of Yuan pens, and between the wrong bodies, he silently buried the lancet in Situ Yin's chest! The body technique and Yuan technique have reached the master level!" Tan Chunqiu also praised Yan Duxue again and again.

In the third game, Dongge Yan Duxue won!

In the next few battles, each has its own winners and losers, among which Xianghang in the North Pavilion, Zhuo Changfeng in the West Pavilion, Wu Qingqing, the little sister in the South Pavilion, and Huan Jing in the East Pavilion, each defeated the opponent and successfully won a place in the middle platform.

The last one in the East Pavilion was Yin Nian!

When Yin Nian came up, he only heard a boo.

"There is no one in the East Pavilion, send a major repair yuan to play!"

"Is a disciple who can only make poison qualified for selection?"

"The side door is left, it is difficult to get on the elegant platform!"

People's discussions made Yin Nian's face red, probably because of the poison yuan, every time he was excited or angry, as long as his emotions fluctuated, Yin Nian's face was always red.

"I didn't expect that you have the courage to enter this much-anticipated ring, the poison element, the side door is also left, then today, I want you to know, what is self-sufficient!" Xige Kangduo jumped into the ring and looked at Yin Nian with a sneer.

Yin Nian's flushed face climbed up with a gray coldness, Kang Duo, this senior brother who once led his inner door, if it wasn't for the first time he gave up his partner to become a partner, in the past three years, he would probably have already become a chivalrous warrior in southern Xinjiang, yes, it was Kang Duo, that is, Kang Duo disdained to lead himself to cultivate the poison element, making himself humbly wander in the inner gate.

Yin Nian looked at the young man on the Biwen platform not far away, and felt relieved.

Today, I'm going to prove one thing!

"Poison Control Technique - Seven Tricks of the King Bee" Yin Nian's hands were sealed, and the poisonous bees mutated by the poison element flew towards Kang in swarms, each poisonous bee was entangled with cyan poison, and each poisonous bee had a long wind thorn on its tail.

Kang Duo's disdainful face immediately turned into surprise, his hands flashed, he jumped back, his belly became bigger, his cheeks bulged out in horror, and then he opened his mouth and spit out, and a line of fire erupted, and the line of fire instantly annihilated the group of poisonous bees.

Yin Nian saw that Wang Feng was annihilated by the sea of fire, his posture changed, and he was ready to change, but it was too late.

A huge circular fireball exploded in front of Yin Nian, and the loud sound of the explosion resounded throughout the martial arts platform, and the poisonous shield formed in Yin Nian's hurry was directly dispersed by the fire, Yin Nian jumped back and tried his best to avoid the explosion, but he was still affected by the raging fire, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the clothes on his body were burned in an embarrassed mess.

"Give you a chance to throw in the towel, Vicious Boy!" said Contempt.

On Yin Nian's face, a stubbornness permeated, and his hand was poisoned and stabbed at Kang Duo, telling Kang Duo with practical actions, fight!

"Then don't blame me for not reminding you, you are a big cultivator Yuan ant, and you dare to fight against the cultivator king? Give you a chance, you don't want to, next, I won't keep my hand!" A fireball rose in Kang Duo's hand.

Yin Nian lowered his head, his whole body was shrouded in black mist, his body began to rise, and a furious whimper was whimpering around him.

Kang Duo's eyes stared at the rising Yin Nian, and there was an extra vigilance in his heart.

"Pretend to be a ghost, watch my stunt, the fire burns the sky" Kang Duo made a complex handprint, a fire cloud rolled on the martial arts field, and the martial arts field was red.

Li Dongfu, who was on the rostrum, suddenly stood up, the Yuan Force in his hand condensed, and he was ready to strike at any time, so as not to let the disciples not control the application of the Yuan Force and lead to casualties.

Yin Nian, who was wrapped in black fog in the air, looked so weak under the fire clouds, Yin Nian looked at the sky, a purple thunderbolt flashed around his body, purple thunder was enchanting, and the poisonous fog was continuous.

"Fire Yuan Jutsu - Burning the Sky - Go!" The surging fire cloud poured down in an instant, and even the air was incinerated into nothingness.

Li Dongfu's hand was also raised slightly, and Chen Xuan also stood up, pressed Li Dongfu's hand, shook his head at Li Dongfu, and signaled that it was okay.

"Lei Yuan-Thunder Body" and "Poison Yuan-Poison Tyrant in the Sky", Yin Nian's mouth condensed slightly, the thunder snake on his body shone, and a black unicorn rushed up!

Li Dongfu's eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "Chu Clan! Chu Clan's stunt!"

"Roar --!" The huge poisonous unicorn roared and ran towards the rain of fire!

The burning fire in the sky was directly engulfed by this poisonous unicorn.

The thunder flashed, Yin Nian appeared behind Kang Duo, Kang Nian flashed, several fire blades cut towards Yin Nian, Yin Nian flashed, like a shadow, appeared behind Kang Nian, his hand was like electricity, and he grabbed Kang Duo's neck.

In the ring, Yin Nian was carrying Kang Duo, Kang Duo's eyes were full of fear, and Yin Nian looked at Kang Duo with pity.

"I will let you bear witness to my way of the strong". Yin Nian said coldly, after speaking, Kang Duo still got out of the ring, Kang Duo rolled on the ground a few times, and then stood up with difficulty, and the fear in his eyes could not be dissipated for a long time.

Yin Nian, win!

People have been shocked, people's deep memories have been opened, the Chu people, the former continental giants, people seem to have forgotten, the Chu people, the once commanding Yin Gate, today, people will begin to face the Yin year, face the tragic history.

Chu Mucheng opened his eyes, slowly stood up, looked at his partner, a wave of pride, spontaneously born, Lei Dan boiling, and his spirit was surging! The glory of the Chu clan can only be reorganized by his own generation!