Because Zhao Ping's injuries are difficult to heal, his place will be replaced by Wan Chun, and the alternate of the Immortal Hall is only Xu Zhen, although the others have more or less trauma, but at this time they can only grit their teeth and insist, in order to prove the strength of the Immortal Hall, in order to shake the status of the upper three palaces, they must fight one by one.

Three days later, in the martial arts hall of Qingyao Hall, the disciples of both sides were arranged on both sides, and the other people who came to watch the battle were all booked in advance, and the number of people was much more deserted than the previous rounds, but the liveliness did not decrease at all.

In the first game, Lei Dong played against Jiang Ming, who was also a master of the Ying Spirit Realm, and Lei Dong was also quite familiar with Jiang Ming. There were no too many fancy, and the most fierce collision was launched directly, and when the strength was equal, if you didn't want to lose, you had to seize the advantage from the beginning.

Fists and legs, the figures of the two have always been inseparable. Although there are no splendid martial arts in hand-to-hand combat, they can often mobilize the enthusiasm of the audience the most, and the cheers are deafening in an instant, and Lei Dong and Jiang Ming are also getting more and more excited about fighting, and almost completely give up spiritual attacks.

"Tianqi, who do you think will win this time?"

"It must be thunderous, Jiang Ming is still a little tender, no more than five moves, the two of them will definitely divide the result, hehe~"

Tianqi stroked his beard confidently, and the scene was also going according to his thoughts, Lei Dong pretended to show a flaw, Jiang Ming really didn't suspect it, and slammed it with a heavy punch, but Lei Dong quickly turned sideways to let go of Jiang Ming's fist, and the shadow illusion showed his might again at this moment, and appeared on Jiang Ming's back in a flash, and slapped it with his left palm.

Poof! Jiang Ming only felt that his internal organs were like turning over the river and the sea, he staggered to the ground and vomited heavily, and Lei Dong was standing beside him, although the battle was fierce, it seemed that there was an unbelievable illusion, it would end so abruptly, looking at Jiang Ming, who was still vomiting, he didn't know where he was wrong.

"You're despicable!"

Jiang Ming raised his head with difficulty, looked at the indifferent thunderous movements, muttered twice in his mouth, burst out a few words, and instantly lay down again and continued to vomit wildly, even the bile was about to vomit out, his face became more and more pale, and the few disciples who came to the stage stared at each other and did not dare to surround them, it was too disgusting.

"Agreed, Brother Jiang. ”

Lei Dong saw that it was almost over, slowly leaned down, and tapped a few acupuncture points behind his back, which was strange to say, as Lei Dong withdrew his hand, Jiang Ming stopped throwing up, and sat comfortably on the ground, breathing fresh air, and his face gradually became rosy.

"Tianqi, I can't imagine that Lei Dong has become treacherous in the past few days when he went to you, and sure enough, what kind of master taught what kind of disciple. ”

Tiangong watched helplessly as Jiang Ming was helped down, if it was a competition for spiritual power and martial arts, he would never lose to Lei Dong, but who let this kid be real, next time he must teach others more sinister hearts.

"Tiangong Lao Dao, don't frame a good person, I Tianqi is a well-known honest person, and besides, I will go to the sect master to accuse you of malicious slander. ”

Tianqi said, looking at Tiangong's surprised gaze, the old face couldn't help but blush slightly, and then coughed dryly, and put his attention back on the stage again, the second game was played by Bai Fengyi against Ju Yang.

As soon as he arrived on the stage, Bai Fengyi felt the powerful spiritual power released by Ju Yang, and he turned out to be from the Spirit Realm. Politely saluted, Bai Fengyi took the lead in attacking, and the spiritual power roared and attacked Ju Yang, but the effect was not as good as expected, the other party didn't dodge at all, and threw a fierce punch.

"In the face of absolute strength, everything is illusory!"

Bai Fengyi was shocked and flew out in an instant, and looked at Ju Yang in disbelief, only one level apart, but he didn't expect to lose so obviously. Bai Fengyi secretly gritted her silver teeth, and ran to Ju Yang again with a sigh, she would not give up, even if she was defeated, she would be defeated with dignity.

Boom! Another bland punch, Bai Fengyi fell back, wiped the blood foam that overflowed from her mouth, and launched another attack with a snort, the result was still the same, Ju Yang stood in place and didn't move a single bit.

Bai Fengyi became more and more unconfident, fifteen consecutive attacks that were not afraid of death, and fifteen consecutive times were ruthlessly repulsed, during which he didn't let Ju Yang shake his body, what a huge irony, and in an instant, Bai Fengyi had a feeling of discouragement about the practice.

In the moment when she was in a trance, Ju Yang moved, her body was as fast as lightning, and she appeared in front of Bai Fengyi with a whoosh, clamping her arms with two hands, and lifted her up with a slight force, sliding under her feet, spinning like a spinning top, and gradually bringing up a gust of wind.

Bai Fengyi was like a catkins in the wind, there was no chance to resist at all, her head became more and more dizzy, she suddenly stopped her body, waved her arms towards the outside of the competition platform, only to hear a sound Bai Fengyi fell to the stage, from the beginning to the end, she did not pose any threat to Ju Yang at all, and she was defeated!

"Don't be discouraged, wait until your realm is the same as his, and then give him some color to see!"

Tong Shaoyang watched Bai Fengyi sit silently on the side, and comforted her softly, unlike before, Bai Fengyi just nodded in response, her mood was very depressed, and this scene left a lingering haze in her heart like a spell.

In the third game, Zhang Chenfeng played against Murong Feng Fortunately, Murong Feng's strength was in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, which made a group of nervous Immortal Hall disciples breathe a sigh of relief, and the two fought together with a gong, Zhang Chenfeng's Xiaoxiang swordsmanship enveloped Murong Feng like a torrential rain, and in Murong Feng's hand was a silver dangling stick, constantly rotating to form a stick shield to block the pouring sword rain.

The two of them fought for nearly half an hour in attack and defense, and no one hurt anyone, under the consumption of a large amount of spiritual power, the movements are becoming sluggish, and now it is a competition to see who has strong willpower and can hold on to zuihou.

"Kill!" Zhang Chenfeng shouted, the sword momentum released was instantly retracted, and the sword was raised with one hand and stabbed directly at the center of Murong Feng's stick and shield, and the indomitable domineering spirit filled the entire platform, and Murong Feng's speed was getting faster and faster, his eyes were staring at that bit of coldness, he had to resist it.

A crisp sound echoed in the hall, and I saw that Murong Feng's spinning stick stopped, and in the middle position, Zhang Chenfeng's sharp sword was inserted there. He blocked it, which meant that Zhang Chenfeng was defeated, and there was a choking sound from the audience, the Immortal Hall still lacked strong combat power, and it was already the limit to come to this point.

"Look!"

I don't know who shouted out first, I saw that the corners of Zhang Chenfeng's mouth were slightly upturned, and the sword in his hand suddenly advanced a few points, Murong Feng's stick actually cracked a gap, and then it became longer and longer, and with a click, it shattered into several pieces, and in Murong Feng's frightened gaze, the tip of the sword was against his throat.

"I throw in the towel!"

Shengsheng swallowed and foamed, Murong Feng reluctantly gave up the competition, his stick was a magic weapon no matter how he said it, but it was broken by Zhang Chenfeng, it can be seen that either his magic weapon is better than his own, or his martial arts skills are strong, no matter which one it is, he who loses the stick will not be his opponent, this Changshengtang victory!

The fourth game of Wan Chun against Zheng Jun was really embarrassing to lose in the last game, Wan Chun held the belief of fighting with all his strength this time, and launched a thunderous offensive at the beginning, and Zheng Jun, who was once suppressed, was in danger, but Zheng Jun's face was always unfazed, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

The disciples on the side of the Immortal Hall kept shouting, the first three rounds were all five battles, if it could be ended early here in Qingyao Hall, it would be a great encouragement to everyone, but time was passing, and the situation had been in a stalemate. Wan Chun swung two swords in a row, forcing Zheng Jun back, and he took the opportunity to rest, the spiritual power in his body had a feeling of scarcity, and he couldn't squander it at will.

Zheng Jun, who retreated, was unusually at this moment, mobilizing the spiritual power of his whole body and fiercely pounced on Wan Chun, not giving him any time to rest at all, the situation between the two came to a complete reversal, Wan Chun gradually fell into disadvantage, the speed of wielding the sword became slower and slower, and there were already many wounds on his arms.

"Tianqi, it seems that you are going to compete in the fifth round again, you should still have Tong Shaoyang on your side, I didn't expect him to actually practice the six reincarnations, what a tricky guy." ”

Tian Gong said, the field was also divided into winners and losers, Zheng Jun took advantage of Wanchun's slow action, quickly pulled away his defensive sword, and slapped his free left hand on his chest, knocking him out of the competition platform, this game Qing Yaotang won!

"I didn't expect to play the fifth round again, and I blamed the problem of arranging the troops, every time I let Shaoyang finale, and when I couldn't play against Liangyi Palace, I counted him fourth. ”

Zhang Chenfeng muttered unwillingly, Lei Dong chuckled beside him, and said: "In that case, the other party can also choose to go head-to-head again, and then Shaoyang will have to fight twice, wouldn't it be even more of a loss." ”

With the conversation between the two, Tong Shaoyang had already stepped onto the competition platform, and there was actually a woman opposite, but he didn't expect that the eldest disciple of Qingyaotang would be a senior sister. Tong Shaoyang saluted respectfully, the woman just snorted coldly, accompanied by the sound of the gong, and the fifth game officially began, with Tong Shaoyang playing against Liu Ruyan.

Lingwei was released, Liu Ruyan turned out to be the strength of the middle stage of the Spirit Realm, a thin sword that exuded killing intent in the sun suddenly pierced Tong Shaoyang's throat, and there was no superfluous conversation, Liu Ruyan planned to fight quickly.

Tong Shaoyang's spiritual power was condensed in his two hands, and the thunder fist was swung out violently, blocking Liu Ruyan's thin sword, his pace retreated slightly, his right hand retreated, and an eight-pole prison dragon collapsed and followed, directly hitting Liu Ruyan's cold cheeks, once they fought, Tong Shaoyang had nothing else in his heart, whether it was a man or a woman, he was defined as an enemy.

"Hmph!" Liu Ruyan looked disdainful, tapped the table, jumped high, and stabbed Tong Shaoyang with his head and feet, the tip of the sword flashed with cold light, and after the infusion of spiritual power, the killing intent was even stronger.

Tong Shaoyang punched the air, his body twisted quickly, and he avoided the thin sword when he couldn't make a move, and the two passed sideways, this time Tong Shaoyang fell behind.

"Senior sister is good at swordsmanship!"

Stopping the figure of the forward pounce, Tong Shaoyang couldn't help but admire, Liu Ruyan just rolled his eyes at this, shook his thin sword, and killed Tong Shaoyang again. And Tong Shaoyang's hands condensed the spirit explosion technique, and when Liu Ruyan approached, he slowly pushed it out, and the blue and red spirit balls flickered and hit the thin sword, and the loud rumbling sound immediately echoed in the hall.

"Ahem~" The dust and mist dissipated, and I saw Liu Ruyan's unkempt hair waving her hands constantly, her face was white and black, and the coldness just now was long gone, just like a shrew after a fight on the street. Some of the disciples in the audience couldn't help laughing, and Tong Shaoyang also lowered his head and kept shaking his shoulders.

"I'm going to kill you bastard!"

Liu Ruyan screamed, her two palms danced, and a round of Tai Chi came out, turning faster and faster in her hands, and then blasted towards Tong Shaoyang, who was still snickering, she wanted to cut this guy with a thousand knives, and dared to turn herself into such a virtuous person.

"Tai Chi Wheel - Kill!"

The sound of the sigh broke through the air, Tong Shaoyang put away his smile, and once again performed the spirit explosion technique, in the loud bang, the Tai Chi wheel staggered and continued to rush towards Tong Shaoyang.

The moment he touched the Tai Chi Wheel, Tong Shaoyang felt that his spiritual power was rapidly decomposing, and the power of the Ben Lei Fist was getting smaller and smaller, and in the blink of an eye, the Tai Chi Wheel was imprinted on Tong Shaoyang's fist, and a violent Liliang knocked Tong Shaoyang out, hanging and hanging on the edge of the martial arts platform.

Liu Ruyan snorted coldly, her figure flickered again, and when she found it, she had already come to Tong Shaoyang's face, raised her delicate jade feet, and kicked Tong Shaoyang fiercely.

"Senior sister, you're too ruthless. ”

Tong Shaoyang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly laughed, held the jade foot with one hand, supported the ground with the other hand, twisted his waist and stood up suddenly, Liu Ruyan was almost pulled down by him, and with a sigh, the jade foot broke free from his hand, and his face was slightly red.

"You disciple, I must cripple you today!"

Pointing at Tong Shaoyang, Liu Ruyan said viciously, but the heart was like a deer crashing, especially when Tong Shaoyang looked at her, there was a kind of panic at a loss.

"Then let the horses come, Senior Sister Liu......"