Looking at the man's appearance, Yi Tianxing's face suddenly became gloomy, and he roared, "Hmm, don't you want to give it?"

I hate untrustworthy people the most in my life!

The man sneered: "Heh! Give it, you guys are in tandem, you want to deceive Lao Tzu's defensive magic weapon, why should Lao Tzu give it?"

Zhao Yi on the side couldn't help it, and mocked: "I don't admit it when I lose the bet!

"Face, does it matter if your face has my defensive magic weapon? I won't give it, what's the matter? I know that you are a poor man with no money and no power, do you know who Lao Tzu is?

Speaking of his life experience, the arrogance on the man's face suddenly became unconcealable!

It's just a few poor people, and they are bullying others!

"I'm sorry! I'm not interested in knowing!"

Looking at the man's appearance, Yi Tianxing's face became extremely calm, what kind of reason do you tell this kind of person?

The long sword flew out of the scabbard like lightning, turning into a sharp sword light, and when the sword light disappeared, the long sword had already returned to the scabbard! Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, as if he had never drawn a sword! And the man's pupils had been enlarged to the extreme! If you look closely, you will find that there is a trace of fear in his pupils!

"Poof!"

A thin red line suddenly appeared in the man's throat, and the blood began to slowly spill out, and then, faster and faster! More and more! In the blink of an eye, the shirt on the man's chest had been dyed blood-red!

With a "bang", the man fell to the ground and died! Before he died, he didn't know what the light he saw!

Not far away, the elders of the Canglan Sect discovered the situation here, and they had the intention to intervene but were unable to govern it, so they could only glare at Yi Tianxing viciously, turn their heads and continue to observe the ring!

"I'm going! I'm going to kill someone! He actually ignores the rules of the three major sects!"

"People have a guarantee, do you have one?"

He ...... He can't be the young man that Elder Qingxuanzong protects, right?"

"Not bad!"

"Oh my God, it's really him! He won the first place in the first level assessment!

"So what? See how long he can scream! Don't think that if you have a guarantee, you will be invincible in the world, if you can't continue to get the first place in the other two assessments, you will still die in the end!"

"If you were me, it would be worth dying! After all, this is the first time that the three major sects have used it!"

"Look at your little bit of interest!"

The surrounding monks began to point their fingers, some shocked, some jealous, some disdainful!

Even the elders of the Qingxuan Sect noticed the situation here, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he watched Yi Tianxing kill another person...... sighed secretly: "Is it a trouble-breaking spirit or a peerless genius that I am saving?!"

Ignoring the eyes of the people around him, Yi Tianxing bent down and picked up the man's storage bag, and with a movement of his mind, the defensive magic weapon fishbone ring suddenly appeared in his palm, and the ring was black all over, but it showed a colorful light under the sunlight!

"Goodong!" A monk in the crowd swallowed his saliva fiercely, staring at the ring in Yi Tianxing's palm, his eyes were full of greed, and he trembled: "Fishbone Ring!"

After carefully examining the ring, Yi Tianxing nodded with satisfaction. The defensive magic weapon is very rare, and this yellow-rank mid-grade fishbone ring in front of him can at least resist the full force of Ning Yuan Fifth Heaven! Even ordinary Ning Yuan Sixth Heaven monks are not unable to resist! For him now, with such a defensive magic weapon, the benefits are undoubted!

Looking at the ring in his hand, Yi Tianxing muttered alone: "There is a limit to the number of times a defensive magic weapon can be used, I just don't know how many times this ring can be used!

This kind of defensive magic weapon is hard to find, and one time is equivalent to a life!

At this time, the competition in the ring also ended again.

"Monk No. 12 wins, next, No. 105 vs. No. 46!"

As the deacon's voice fell, Yi Tianxing also came back to his senses, looked at a black-clothed young man in the ring, and muttered, "Is it my turn to play?" After speaking, he raised his steps and walked straight towards the ring!

Seeing Yi Tianxing on the field, Dahu waved his hand and shouted, "Brother Yi, come on!"

"Brother Yi, beat him!"

Zhao Yi was also cheering in the audience.

"Come on!"

Ye Qingyi and Zhao Yi also shouted.

In the ring, the black-clothed young man and Yi Tianxing looked at each other, and the battle intent in their eyes erupted like substance!

"You are very strong, you are worthy of my sword!" the young man said as he stared at Yi Tianxing with a serious expression.

On the other hand, Yi Tianxing's face was calm, and he just glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze, "Admit defeat." ”

"Humph!"

The young man snorted coldly, his face became angry, how could he say that he was also in the same Quenching Eight Heavenly Realm as him, did he look down on himself so much?

Looking at his angry appearance, Yi Tianxing shook his head lightly and sighed secretly: "Why is no one listening to the truth?"

With his own combat strength, I am afraid that this young man will not be able to take even a sword! Let him admit defeat as soon as possible, but he thinks that he looks down on him! Now in this world, the truth is always regarded as a lie!

Hearing this, the young man's face became even more angry, and he yelled: "Look for death!"

It's okay to despise himself, but he still looks like an old man teaching his disciples, do you really think you're a character? If you don't give him a little power, he won't understand his own strength!

As soon as he thought of this, the young man's long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and a sharp sword light flew by, like a rushing thunder, powerful, and extremely powerful!

Looking at this sword, Yi Tianxing's face was slightly surprised: "A little strength!"

This young man is actually the same path as himself, both pay attention to fast! Unfortunately, his strength is too weak, this sword may be extremely fast in the eyes of others, but in his own eyes, it is only a little surprising!

"Why didn't he fight back?"

"Perhaps...... I'm scared silly!"

"Definitely, after all, the sword of the young man in black is too fast!"

Seeing that Yi Tianxing didn't make any moves, the monks in the audience began to be suspicious! Only Ye Qingyi and his party didn't speak, because they believed that Yi Tianxing just needed to watch how he dealt with the young man!

The young man looked at Yi Tianxing, who was deep in thought, thinking that he was just as stupid as other opponents were scared by his own sword! Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth outlined a sneer, "Scared silly, right? Hehe, then I'll give you something more powerful!"

As soon as the words fell, the vitality in the young man's body was running wildly again, and the long sword in mid-air suddenly turned, and the blade of the sword fell from top to bottom, slashing down with a sword, wanting to divide Yi Tianxing's sword into two parts!

Seeing that the long sword in the young man's mid-air actually changed his move, Yi Tianxing frowned, and his face was a little hesitant: "Hmm, what kind of trick is this?"

He had been waiting for his long sword to approach him and use the sword drawing technique to determine whether he would win or lose, but he didn't expect this young man to change his moves halfway!

Changing moves halfway is a big taboo for monks! This shows that this sword will lose its first move and give up its half-point advantage!

"Wow! This boy is so powerful, he can even change his moves halfway!"

"This shows that he has a deep understanding of the sword!"

"Yes! This boy is a fierce rival! I hope I don't meet him in the next competition!"

"Look, look, that kid doesn't need to move yet!"

"Huh...... The extremely fast sword just now hasn't reacted yet, and now it's changed to another sword, and it's even more unresponsive!"

The monks in the audience saw that the young man actually changed his moves halfway, and they all had a yearning look on their faces!

"Still haven't reacted? Then don't blame my men for being ruthless!"

The young man looked at Yi Tianxing and was still motionless, and his face couldn't help but be a little cruel! If you dare to laugh at yourself, then be ready to face death! Immediately, the long sword accelerated again and went straight to the top of Yi Tianxing's head!

Looking at the long sword that was getting closer and closer to him, Yi Tianxing's face became more and more calm, and he slowly pressed the sword head on his waist with one hand!

"Look, look, he's moving!"

"Trash, the movement is so slow, after the black-clothed young man slashes him to death with a sword, it is estimated that he hasn't even pulled out his sword yet!"

"How did this garbage pass the first level of assessment and enter the second level?"

"How do I think he looks like that cheating shit?"

"I say, this is this shit!"

Watching Yi Tianxing slowly draw his sword with one hand, the crowd began to discuss it.

At this time, the long sword was already only an inch away from the top of his head, Yi Tianxing frowned, and shouted in a low voice: "Draw the sword!"

A sharp cold light suddenly flashed away, if it weren't for Yi Tianxing standing behind the young man with a long sword in his hand, everyone would still think that he didn't use the sword at all!

"Who wins, who loses?"

"You're blind! Of course the boy won, and you didn't see that the waste just drew his sword?"

"How do I feel it's the crap that wins?"

Looking at the situation in the ring, everyone couldn't bear to start guessing!

With a "poof", a long gash suddenly opened on the shirt on the chest of the young man in black! Blood slowly spilled from the wound, wetting his clothes!

"How...... How so?"

Feeling the sharp pain in his chest, the face of the young man in black changed greatly!

With a "bang", the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he was no longer able to fight!

"Victory No. 105, next!"

As the deacon's words fell, the monk who was taunting Yi Tianxing in the audience suddenly stopped abruptly!

One of the monks took a deep breath and said in shock, "Look...... I'm going to say he's going to win, right?

"Grass mud horse, don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know that the boy you said will win!"

“......”

Hearing this, the monk's face was embarrassed for a while!

Ignoring these, Yi Tianxing raised his steps and slowly walked out of the ring!