"Perception is keen, and you know how to strike later, Qiu Zihua of the Xiaoliu Cloud Sect wins this battle!" Ouyang Tong, the head of the Five Elements Sect on the side of the ring, ruled the result.

"Great, little fat man, I'm happy for you......" Elder Han Yang looked at Qiu Zihua excitedly, happy and dancing.

"Senior brother, there are a lot of people here, pay attention to the image!" Yu Quanzi hurriedly stopped Han Yang.

"Victory in the first battle, Zihua master and nephew, you have made a good start for us. Yu Shuzi praised a few words, and said with a straight face: "But this is the first step, we can't be proud of it, there are still many challenges ahead, in the face of many strong opponents, you must treat it with a normal heart!"

Half an hour later, all the rings were as good as new, and the second round began. In this round, there are three people from the Xiaoliu Cloud Sect who are going to fight. Zhang Yueyao will fight against the disciples of the Five Elements Sect, Yang Ziyun will fight against the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect, and Pang Hao will fight against Dongfang Bai.

In this round of competition, Zhang Yueyao in the south was in the ring, and there were the most onlookers, most of whom were disciples of the Dongyue faction, and they had never seen a woman since they went up the mountain to practice, except for the occasional downhill. At this moment, seeing a fairy-like beauty like Zhang Yueyao, I have long lost my soul.

In the ring of the West, it is the battlefield between Dongfang Bai and Pang Hao. Feng Wuyan also came here to watch, he wanted to see how high Dongfang Bai's cultivation was.

"Under the Qingfeng Garden of the Xiaoliu Cloud Sect in the Cuiwei Peak of the Lower Qing Ping Lake, Pang Hao, please teach Senior Brother Dongfang!" Pang Hao saluted with his long sword.

Dongfang Bai smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture of please.

Pang Hao's sword hand waved, and the long sword let out a pleasant and crisp sword roar, which instantly spread around the ring. At the same time, the long sword shook violently, and countless sword shadows were swinging, turning into a dazzling white sword light in an instant.

Pang Hao urged to the extreme, but Dongfang Bai still smiled lightly, as if he was not competing, but watching the scenery with others.

"Sword rain in the sky!"

Pang Hao shouted angrily, the person flew into the air in an instant, the long sword swung thirty-six times in a row, each sword swinged, five sword qi would be formed, and the top of the ring was immediately filled with one hundred and eighty sword qi, like rain across the sky, and the salvo shot towards Dongfang Bai.

"Boom...... Cha...... Boom ......"

The sword qi collided with Dongfang Bai, but three zhang in front of him, he was taken by a cyan light, making a cracking sound, but what made everyone gasp was that Dongfang Bai was still standing there, not moving at all, and there was no counterattack, just the wind gently blowing his hair.

"Hmph!" Pang Hao snorted coldly in the air, and then the person was like a sword qi, and with lightning speed, he slashed at Dongfang Bai's forehead.

"Bell!" I saw Dongfang Bai at a faster speed, and the condensed sword pointed directly at the long sword to defuse the attack.

"Haha, it's beyond my strength!" The words that should be sneering at the other side sounded again, "Just this little bit of cultivation, you dare to get close to Senior Brother Dongfang, I don't know how I will die later!"

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"

In an instant, Pang Hao's figure was like the wind, and he had already slashed out ninety-nine swords at Dongfang Bai's body from different angles, but Dongfang Bai was still motionless, he stood there, and he couldn't see how he defended, anyway, every sword was shocked back by him.

Over time, Pang Hao was out of breath, but he didn't give up and still spared no effort to attack. Even Li Feiyuan, the head of the Qingxuan Sect as a judge, had doubts on his face.

"How can this be reasonable!" Yu Shuzi roared in a low voice at this time, "He can obviously defeat Hao'er with one move, but he is playing Hao'er like a monkey in the ring, which is really unreasonable." ”

At this time, Pang Hao stood in the ring, panting heavily, obviously exhausted.

"Hao'er, you are not the opponent of Dongfang's nephew, let's admit defeat!" Yu Shuzi said loudly under the ring.

Pang Hao glanced at Yushuzi, and then saw Ying Wuwu's smug and mocking look, his heart was furious, and he shouted: "Long drive the army to cross the sky pass!"

Suddenly, the others spun at great speed, and in a moment, an extremely fast hurricane was formed, and the long sword was even more hidden in the wind flow, unpredictable and terrifying.

But Dongfang Bai's face still did not change at all.

The extremely fast wind flow rushed towards Dongfang Bai, and stopped three feet in front of him, only to see a blue and white light enveloping him, wrestling with the wind flow.

"Hmph!" Seeing that Dongfang Bai didn't make a move, he was still consuming Pang Hao, Yu Shuzi snorted coldly.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Dongfang Bai suddenly raised his hand, and with a light palm, he dispersed the air flow around Pang Hao, and Pang Hao was also knocked out of the ring.

"Senior Brother Pang Hao, I have conceded!" The smile like the wind was unacceptable.

Li Chenao stepped forward to help Pang Hao, and Feng Wuyan was about to watch Zhang Yueyao's game, but saw that she was already standing behind her.

"Could it be that Dongfang Bai's last palm was shot when he saw Yueyao?" Feng Wuyan looked at Dongfang Bai and saw his burning gaze staring at Zhang Yueyao.

Ying Wuwu said some insulting words to Pang Hao on the side, and the angry Pang Hao almost rushed out to fight him again. Yushuzi stopped Pang Hao, squeezed out a smile on his face, hugged his fist, and led everyone away. Not only the Jade Shuzi, but all the people of the Xiaoliuyun Sect had an extremely angry and ugly expression on their faces at this moment.

After a while, the second round of the competition ended, Zhang Yueyao and Yang Ziyun won, and Pang Hao lost to Dongfang Bai.

Half an hour later, the third round began, Liu Tianlei played against Wuxingmen, Li Hongyan played against Qingxuanjiao Ming Yanxia, and Xu Moshan played against the arrogant Ying Wuwu.

"Senior Brother Xu, come up quickly, let's have a fight!" Before the game started, Ying Wuwu took the initiative to provoke Xu Moshan.

"Moshan, go!" Feng Wuyan patted him on the shoulder as an encouragement. Yushuzi Yujizi went to suppress Liu Tianlei, and only Yuquanzi and Feng Wuyan and others stayed.

"Senior Brother Ying, please advise!" Xu Moshan went up, and as soon as he reported his name, Ying Wuwu suddenly appeared behind Xu Moshan and sneered a few times.

Xu Moshan, who was in a panic, turned around, and Ying Wuwu had already returned to his original position, laughing, and his contempt was undoubtedly displayed.

"Hui Feng is in charge of the Dongyue Sect's high moves!" The angry Xu Moshan took the Xuanfeng and attacked it in one go.

"Return to the wind palm?" haha...... "With a wave of his hand, Wanyue Chaozong reappeared, and gently dissolved Xu Moshan's attack. Wanyue Dynasty Sect is stronger than Qi, and the Huifeng palm is also the palm of the wind, which can be said to have the same attributes, and now the two martial arts meet, if you want to win, you can only rely on your own foundation and cultivation.

Xu Moshan attacked 7749 palms in a row, but they were all blocked by Ying Wuwu.

"Let you see what is really broad and profound!" Seeing that Xu Moshan's offensive had been exhausted, Ying Wuwu showed a fierce look, only to see him fly lucky, and suddenly a rainbow-like air flow appeared, connecting the world and the earth.

"Qi runs through Changhong!"

There was a burst of shouting, and the air rushed straight in. Xu Moshan turned his qi into a palm, and fought and retreated, but the air flow of the continuous Changhong was endless, and the more he went forward, the more magnificent it became, and it was impossible to turn it all.

"Ahh

Xu Moshan groaned in pain and fell into the ring, his hands bleeding and unable to move.

"Martial arts is just a competition, why do you want to hurt people like this!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... Ying Wuwu smiled at this time and came to Xu Moshan's side to make amends, but everyone could see that he was simply hypocritical.

"You'd better not let me meet you in the ring!" said Wind Dance viciously.