In the fourth ring competition, Wei Wuji stood in the ring, opposite the opposing woman.

The scabbard in her hand was more than six feet long, like a round stick, and the tail of the hilt was decorated with a long red silk streamer, which was wrapped around her body a few times, fluttering slowly, looking a little bit of Lingfeng.

"Under Huang Yan, please. The woman arched her hand.

"In the lower guard Mowgli, concede. Wei Wuji returned the courtesy.

The adjudicator stepped forward, looked at the two of them, waved his hand and ordered the competition to begin, and his figure stepped back.

Whew! A red silk scrolled, dancing in the air, Huang Yan's long sword came out of its sheath, ding! A sword light attacked Wei Wuji.

"This breath ......"

Wei Wuji thought in his heart and moved back to avoid it.

The long sword in Huang Yan's hand, the sword body is very narrow, the double blades are sharp and transmit cold light, like a steel needle, and it emits a strange sword roar when swinging, which is very different from the ordinary sword roar.

"The strength of the seventh rank is still one step away from the refining period, but the attack method is strange, there is medicine and the breath of demonic beasts in the red silk, and the sword roar is also quite strange......" Wei Wuji's divine sense and mind locked the opponent's every move, his body floated, and he dodged to the side.

The red silk fluttered, pulling out several circles in the void, and wound towards Wei Wuji.

A red afterimage came out of the red silk and bit towards Wei Wuji.

"Mink-like demonic beasts?" Wei Wuji's figure disappeared suddenly, leaving an afterimage in place, and his real body appeared in the distance, opening a safe distance from the other party.

A red shadow flashed, hiding in the red silk, so fast that it seemed to be an illusion. Huang Yan's figure stepped forward, the red silk was rolling, the long sword in his right hand was waved, and the round stick-like scabbard in his left hand was cleverly concealed, and the red shadow actually drilled into the scabbard.

"I see, I see. ”

The other party's concealment method is difficult for ordinary cultivators to see, but Wei Wuji's divine sense and intent are strong, and the movements around him are all under control, even if a steel needle falls on the ground, he can detect it. Huang Yan's technique only needed to be broken by him once, and it was completely clear to him.

The other party is a disciple of the Beast Hall, and the means of martial arts attack naturally have to cooperate with the Demonic Beast. The sable monster is small and hides in the scabbard, and the red silk is a trick to conceal the sable's attacks. The taste of the medicine is somewhat related to the domesticated sable.

And the long sword like a steel needle, with a strange whistling sound, is the art of driving the sable. When Wei Wuji noticed the attack of the red sable, and when he retreated, the sword roar immediately changed a little, and it must have been the sound of driving the demonic beast.

Huang Yan's strength is not weak, the seventh rank of the vein refining stage is still one step away from the vein refining stage, coupled with the help of the red sable, such an offensive strength can compete with the cultivators of the vein refining stage.

But she was unlucky, and she ran into Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji began to shoot, and four sword shapes appeared beside him, hovering in the air. He flicked his hands, and four sword shapes flew away.

Huang Yan watched the sword shape fly towards her, she didn't dare to be careless, and concentrated on a defensive posture.

However, the four sword shapes did not attack her, but drew an arc in the air and landed on the red silk, and the four sword shapes were inserted into the red silk and went straight to the ground.

Red Aya was pinned to the ground in the shape of a sword, and Huang Yan swung her long sword and was hindered.

Wei Wuji took the opportunity to bully and approach, the long sword swung in the air, and a sword qi shot out, Zheng Huang Yan's left hand scabbard met him, and the sword qi slashed on it, bursting out a spark. The seemingly inconspicuous scabbard turned out to be made of dark iron.

Wei Wuji stood beside him, his long sword resting on Huang Yan's shoulder. And Huang Yan's Xuantie round stick scabbard, the mouth of the black hole, was also aimed at Wei Wuji.

"Your sword stopped me, but the means of the next were also aimed at you. The monster sable is highly poisonous, and it is not a unique antidote to get rid of the toxin. In this ring competition, we are tied. Huang Yan looked at Wei Wuji and smiled.

"It's not easy to domesticate a magical beast that matches your own qi and blood. If you release the domesticated sable at this time, I'm afraid that I won't be able to control my hand and hurt your monster. Wei Wuji replied.

Huang Yan looked at Wei Wuji with a look of disbelief in her eyes.

Wei Wuji smiled faintly, and with a strong momentum, he suppressed Huang Yan.

In an instant, Huang Yan felt as if she had stepped into the air and fallen into the water of the ice cave, trembling and trembling, and she couldn't have the slightest thought of resisting.

This is the strong crushing of absolute strength, as if standing on the peak and looking downward, and the weak are not allowed to have the slightest struggle. Huang Yan's face suddenly changed greatly, cold sweat was dripping, her body was shaky, and she almost fell to the ground.

Seeing that Huang Yan was almost collapsing, Wei Wuji retracted his momentum and withdrew his long sword.

Only then did Huang Yan breathe a sigh of relief, gasping and clenching her fists, "Senior Brother Wei, it's Senior Sister I lost." ”

"Concession. Wei Wuji nodded and replied politely.

The adjudicator also stood up and declared Wei Wuji the winner.

Huang Yan's face was full of shame, she didn't dare to look at Wei Wuji squarely, nodded and smiled, turned around and walked off the stage.

Wei Wuji also stepped out of the ring, and everyone greeted him, and everyone talked about the competition just now.

"Old Wei, I found that this Senior Sister Huang of the Beast Hall didn't dare to look at you, her face was blushing, and she had some meaning for you?" Gan Wuya asked quietly.

"There's no such thing, there's no end, don't talk nonsense. Wei Wuji was taken aback and hurriedly pleaded.

"Senior Sister Huang is the genius of our Beast Hall, the righteous daughter of the hall master, it is said that a certain great elder is very much appreciated by her, and wants to accept her as a personal disciple. It's just that few people in the sect know about it. Brother Wei is a disciple of the deputy sect master of the Tibetan Scripture Palace, and he is on the same level as Senior Sister Huang. Zhen Shan interjected beside him.

"This joke is very big, please don't talk nonsense, thank you. Wei Wuji said.

"You two don't talk nonsense, it's a bad joke. Nie Qingyi also hurriedly stood up.

"Let's go and see the ranking list, I don't know where Brother Wei is?" Jiang Qianyuan smiled and shifted the topic to other things.

At this time, it was close to dusk, and there were only more than 20 people on the ranking list who remained undefeated. Even if Wei Wuji loses in the next game, he can enter the top 100.

After reading the results, everyone was relieved and congratulated Wei Wuji first, and he was ranked on the top of the sect's heavenly list.

Half an hour later, Wei Wuji began the final competition.

"Wuji, you have to be careful, the opponent is our senior brother Zhang Xian of Sword Casting Valley, who is good at the art of imperial swords, and likes the things in the cup, everyone calls him a drunken sword immortal. Jiang Qianyuan looked at the names written on the plaque and reminded Wei Wuji.

"What is the strength? The key is strength. Gan Wuya asked beside him.

"I don't know, Senior Brother Zhang Xian is rarely in the Sword Casting Valley, and Shenlong doesn't see his first place, so it's difficult to see him. Jiang Qianyuan replied.

"Thank you Brother Jiang for reminding me, I will be careful. Wei Wuji smiled and walked towards the ring.

After Wei Wuji stood in the ring, his opponent Zhang Xian also stepped into the ring.

The two looked at each other, Zhang Xian was a man about thirty years old, unkempt, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, looking quite elegant and free.