Since Long Xiaocang was repelled by Sikong Bei, the two have experienced several confrontations again.

It was still Long Xiaocang who attacked, and Sikong North defended.

No matter how swift its offensive was, Sikong North stood firm from beginning to end.

"What kind of defensive martial arts is this kid using?

Sikong Bei has an amazing talent in cultivating the martial art of the true body of the Heavenly Sage Ming King, although his cultivation time is not as good as Gu Chen, but his attainments are still better than Gu Chen, and with the blessing of the Xuanwu Law, the defense power is multiplied. Therefore, not to mention Long Xiaocang, even if he changed to a Heaven Rank Third Realm master, it would be very difficult to break through his defenses.

However, due to his specialization in defense, Sikong Bei's attack ability is very low, so it is very difficult to take the initiative to attack and defeat Long Xiaocang, so he can only spend time with him.

However, Long Xiaocang became more and more frightened the more he fought, after repeated advances, the attack force was very consumed, and at this time he was already panting like a cow and sweating like rain.

And Sikong Bei still looked as usual, although there was also a fine sweat on his face, but his momentum did not decrease but increased, standing in front of Long Xiaocang like a thousand peaks, no matter how he used all kinds of means, he could not shake it in the slightest.

"Come on, go on! This won't work? Didn't you say that you beat me with one punch? How many punches are these, how can I still be fine!" Sikong Bei saw that Long Xiaocang had stopped, so he said provocatively.

"I ......"

"I throw in the towel!"

Long Xiaocang's face turned red and he held back for a long time, and finally held back a sentence, and actually opened his mouth to admit defeat.

Because he knows that if he continues to fight, nothing will change, and the longer the time drags on, the more he will lose face.

"Cut, it's boring!" Sikong Bei said with a disdainful look at him.

"In this battle, the hall master of the Xuanwu Hall of the Pantheistic Sect Sikong Bei wins! The Pantheistic Sect wins first!" Luo Shenji saw Long Xiaocang admit defeat, so he announced loudly.

As soon as he saw Sikong Bei's victory, a burst of enthusiastic shouts instantly sounded in the audience.

"Pantheism! Pantheism..."

"Sikong Hall Master, you are so handsome!"

"Sikong Hall Lord, I like you!"

......

Sikong Beizheng was enjoying the baptism of the admiring gaze cast by some bold friars.

Then, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look.

Seeing Tang Qingwu looking at him angrily, Sikong Bei couldn't help shrinking his neck, and said secretly: "Oops, I'm too proud, this time I made Qingwu angry!"

Sikong Bei hurriedly shrugged his head and returned to the Pantheon stands, first to return to Gu Chen, and then hurriedly walked to Tang Qingwu's side.

Seeing Sikong Bei coming back, Tang Qingwu snorted coldly and turned his head, leaving him with only a wonderful back.

"Poor fellow, alas!" Gu Chen couldn't help but show a trace of sympathy for Sikong Bei when he saw this scene, he deeply felt this feeling, because Murong Zijing would do that to him from time to time.

Murong Zijing also saw this scene, but she gloated and said, "You deserve it!"

After speaking, he glanced at Gu Chen, as if to warn him not to mess with flowers.

Gu Chen smiled and didn't answer, but thought about who to send next, because this time it was the turn of the Pantheist Sect to go first.

There are seven battles to be played, and there are four masters of the third realm of the Heavenly Rank of the Guiyuan Sect, and there are also a few masters in the late stage and peak of the second realm of the other Heavenly Rank.

Long Xiaocang, who had just been defeated, was just sent by Cao Shiyuan to test the waters, and his strength was also the bottom of the existence.

It won't be too easy for Pantheon to win three more games.

On the side of the Pantheon Sect, the strongest should be Shen Yan and Gu Chen, and then Heiwu, Chu Sheng, Tang Qingwu, Sikong Bei, and Xia Yan'er.

Xia Yan'er should have no chance of winning at all in this battle, not that she is weak, but that the opponent is too strong, and at the lowest is a master in the late stage of the second realm of the Heavenly Rank like Long Xiaocang.

Xia Yan'er is only in the middle of the first realm of the Heavenly Rank now, and a battle of this level is still too reluctant for her.

Therefore, Gu Chen decided to send Xia Yan'er to play first, anyway, it was a sure defeat, so it was better to waste the opportunity of Guiyuan Sect to choose later.

Gu Chen coughed lightly, he was still a little embarrassed to speak.

When the people of the Pantheon Sect heard Gu Chen's cough, they instantly looked over and waited for him to speak.

Gu Chen paused for a moment, and finally spoke: "In the second game, Xia Yan'er, the protector of the Vermilion Bird Palace, will play! Even if you fail, it doesn't matter, if there is danger, admit defeat in time." ”

Everyone present was a smart person, and after a little thought, they understood Gu Chen's intentions, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

I saw Xia Yan'er pouting, although she also knew that she had no chance of winning, but when she saw that everyone didn't believe her, she was still a little unhappy.

At this time, Murong Zijing glanced at Gu Chen, and then comforted Xia Yan'er: "Xiao Yan'er, it's okay, you are already very powerful, even if you lose, it doesn't matter, after all, they have cultivated for decades more than you!"

"Well, sect leader, Sister Bauhinia, don't worry, I won't disgrace the Pantheon Sect, even if I lose, I will hold on for a while!" Xia Yan'er said to Gu Chen and Murong Zijing with a stubborn expression.

After saying that, he flew up and was on the ring in an instant.

Xia Yan'er shouted at the stands of the Guiyuan Sect: "The protector of the Vermilion Bird Hall of the Pantheistic Sect, Xia Yan'er is fighting on behalf of the Pantheistic Sect!"

"Huh, the Pantheon Sect actually sent a little girl to play, is this unavailable? Uncle, I don't have to bother the elders and hall masters in this game, just let me play with her!" A man in his early thirties said to Cao Shiyuan above the stands of the Guiyuan Sect.

He is the leader of the Guiyuan Sect's illusory world trip - Cao Hong, and he is also the nephew of Cao Shiyuan, the sect leader of the Guiyuan Sect.

Cao Hong had met Gu Chen in the Illusion Realm several times, but he had never fought each other.

Now he is also making rapid progress, and he has reached the cultivation of the early stage of the second realm of the Heavenly Order.

"It's not proper, don't underestimate any one of the Pantheist Sect, for the sake of insurance, let's let the Hall Master Fu take action!" Cao Shiyuan shook his head and said, since Sikong Bei's magical performance had already made him think highly of the Pantheism again, he didn't dare to let Xia Yan'er cultivate because of his lowliness.

"Subordinates take orders!" a short man saluted to Cao Shiyuan.

This person was unusually tall, only the height of an eight- or nine-year-old child, but with a middle-aged man's face, he looked very strange.

I saw him leap nimbly, and then flew to the ring.

said to Xia Yan'er: "I am the master of the Dusk Hall of the Guiyuan Sect, Fu Santong, on behalf of the Guiyuan Sect to fight!"

"Hahaha, little friend, you look so old!" Xia Yan'er burst into laughter when she saw the appearance of the person who came.

"Bastard, what are you talking nonsense about a little girl? This hall master is forty and two years old, and you actually treat me like a child?" Fu Santong said angrily.

"Oh... It turned out to be a little man!" Xia Yan'er said with a mischievous smile.

"How dare you say... Say I'm a dwarf! I—" Fu Santong was furious again.

"What are you, aren't you?

"Hmph! I don't know you like a little girl. Let's make a move quickly, lest others say that I bully the small with the big and bully you little girl!" Fu Santong said with a cold snort.

Fu Santong's temper was not bad, although he was angry, he didn't take it to heart.

"Okay, okay, you're really boring, you can't talk for a while, you know, you know, you can fight, kill, kill, and kill!" in that case, I'm going to do it!" Xia Yan'er said with a bored face.

"I'm afraid that if we continue to talk, I'll be angry with you!