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"In vain, this man seems to be nothing more than that. ”

"Our Senior Brother Yang is here, everyone has to stand aside, what is this person. ”

Almost everyone knows about the battle between Ying Xuan and Li Mufeng, some people are skeptical, some people are jealous, and some people are disdainful.

But no matter what, it was rumored that Ying Xuan and Li Mufeng defeated them and instantly became famous in the Heavenly Sect. has become the person with the highest voice in this outer door competition, except for Yang Tianjun and Shi Pojing.

All the rings have passed three rounds, but there is no trace of Ying Xuan at the moment. The crowd below was talking about it, and all kinds of cynicism began.

The No. 3 ring where Ying Xuan is located is already the fourth round of competition at the moment, and the next round is Ying Xuan, and everyone gloated about Ying Xuan's absence.

As a big man in the No. 3 ring couldn't support it, after admitting defeat and retiring, a stick of incense time passed. The referee finally called out Ying Xuan's name, but there was no one to be seen.

At this moment, the young man in the No. 3 ring, seeing this scene, couldn't help but be arrogant, the outside world rumored that his cultivation was superb, but it turned out that he was just a coward.

Yang Tianjun smiled faintly and said pity. Outsiders didn't know why, thinking that Yang Tianjun was feeling sorry for Ying Xuan, and couldn't help but praise Senior Brother Yang's extraordinary bearing.

Only Yang Tianjun himself understands in his heart, but unfortunately he has no chance to behead Ying Xuan under the sword this time.

The referee had already shouted Ying Xuan's name three times, and was about to rule that he would abstain from the game, but he heard a shout in the distance.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Ying Xuan hurried from a distance, unkempt, and with a stench that made people hide his nose, as if he hadn't taken a bath for a long time. The crowd that was originally surrounded by iron buckets was so smoked that they couldn't help but get out of the way, and it looked like they were welcoming in the middle of the road.

"Interesting. Yang Tianjun said playfully, as if he was a little eager to try.

And the pestle was lonely on the side, like an old monk who was stunned, and when he saw Ying Xuan rushing at this time, his eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of essence.

In the past few days, Ying Xuan can be described as miserable, in the back mountains, it is like walking in purgatory again. On that day, Ying Xuan, who ran non-stop to the back mountain, found the essence blood of the demon beast and began the journey of refining the body.

Ying Xuan, who was greedy at the beginning, tried to refine his body with the demon beast essence blood of the sixth layer of the spirit. But the whole right hand almost burst open, so frightened that Ying Xuan hurriedly stopped running the exercises and forced the essence blood out of the body.

Ying Xuan, who was frightened by this, understood that with his cultivation at the moment, he couldn't bear the demon beast essence blood of the sixth layer of the spirit seed, the higher the level of the essence blood, the more violent his strength became, and with his cultivation two levels lower, he couldn't refine it.

Ying Xuan, who retreated to the second, could only refine the demon beast essence blood of the fifth layer of the spirit, but despite this, Ying Xuan was still in pain to death, and the beads of sweat the size of the bean were like rain.

After some suffering in purgatory, Ying Xuan finally refined his body and limbs again. Feeling that his physical strength was a little stronger, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and his efforts were not in vain. If he meets Li Mufeng again, he will be more calm, and he may even win.

I don't know how many years of cultivation in the mountains, and Ying Xuan, who was unaware of it, almost missed the outer gate competition, and it was not until this morning that he suddenly remembered it, so he hurried from the back mountain.

After refining the body, Ying Xuan didn't have time to wash the impurities discharged from his body, and there was a faint layer of mud and dirt on his body, as if he hadn't taken a bath for a few days, so he had the scene in front of him.

"Elder, Ying Xuan is here. ”

Ying Xuan, who was in a hurry, hurriedly jumped into the ring and apologized to the elder referee.

"Let's go!"

The referee, who frowned slightly, didn't say anything and started the game directly.

"You are the rumored Ying Xuan who defeated Li Mufeng. ”

The young man on the opposite side had successfully guarded the four wheels, and his heart was full of pride. At this moment, I was so tidy, not flustered, it seemed that I looked down on Ying Xuan who appeared at this time, and it was nothing more than that.

"No, no, it's all nonsense outside, and I ask the senior brother to let the younger brother let me. ”

Ying Xuan seemed to be a little shy and a little embarrassed, so he waved his hand hurriedly and said in a loud voice.

The young man on the opposite side couldn't help but be even more disdainful, and the corners of his mouth were gently raised, revealing his heart at the moment.

"Hehe, the more disdainful and careless you are, the happier I am. ”

Ying Xuan, who came out of the market, deeply understands that he must be humble and paralyze his opponents, so as to minimize his losses.

For those who are determined to take their lives, Ying Xuan doesn't mind being ruthless and fighting back strongly. For others, it is still necessary to keep a low profile.

Looking at Ying Xuan who showed a shy smile, his slightly immature face, the young man opposite felt that the outside world was very false, it was really a false rumor, this was clearly a shy little boy next door.

"Then the senior brother will let you, junior brother, you will strike first. The young man couldn't help but puff out his chest, showing the demeanor of a senior brother.

"Senior brother, you're welcome, then take my punch first. Ying Xuan was a little shy and asked cautiously, as if asking for the man's opinion.

The young man waved his hand casually, signaling Ying Xuan to attack.

Seeing the appearance of the young man, Ying Xuan was overjoyed, condensed his aura into his fist, smashed Huanglong, and hit the door in front of him with a punch.

When the young man saw the speed of Ying Xuan's punch, his heart relaxed a little, gathered his mind in his palm, and slapped Ying Xuan's fist without care.

"Oh, that's not right!"

As soon as they first came into contact, this thought flashed through the young man's heart. Immediately, he felt a huge force coming from his palm, and his right hand was instantly sore, as if he had lost consciousness, and the follow-up moves were already unsustainable.

Under the impact of this huge force, his body took a few steps back, feeling the breath in his chest churning.

"Is this the power that a fourth-level cultivator can have!" the young man roared inwardly.

The young man's breath had not yet eased up, and Ying Xuan on the opposite side had already arrived like a thunderbolt. Leaning low, a shoulder slam into the chest.

The only feeling of the young man was that there seemed to be a loose horse demon and a crazy bull demon slamming into his chest.

The young man who had not yet recovered from his breath was hit by this, and the aura in his body was even more uncomfortable. Under the impact of this brute force, he couldn't help but retreat backwards, and before he knew it, he stepped into the air, and the person turned on his back, and he fell out of the ring.

The young man who fell to the ground, holding his chest with his hands, looked a little dazed, why did he suddenly fall out of the ring.

The ring itself is not very big, everything is under Ying Xuan's control. Ying Xuan hadn't used all his strength yet, and after a blow, he had already calculated, used just the right amount of power, and a shoulder hit just sent the young man to the stage.

That's right, it's a gift, Ying Xuan himself thinks so.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Ying Xuan hurriedly rushed to the edge of the ring and asked the young man with a concerned expression.

"The junior brother has just been practicing for a short time, and he can't control his strength, so please be surprised, senior brother, or we will come again. ”

Ying Xuan asked with a serious face.

Hearing this, the breath in the young man's heart finally couldn't bear it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which was angry.

"Win Xuansheng, and then try after a stick of incense. ”

The referee on the side seemed to be unable to stand it, and hurriedly announced.

Ying Xuan was a little unhappy when he saw the young man's arrogant and disdainful posture at the beginning. But later I found out that this man was still a little cute, so he came up with this trick so that the young man could get off the stage and rest earlier.

If Ying Xuan exerted all his strength, with Ying Xuan's strength at the moment, the young man would be carried back if he didn't die.

Everyone in the audience instantly exploded and quarreled.

Some scolded the young man for being useless and underestimating the enemy; some said that Ying Xuan was strong and could solve the opponent in two moves; and some shouted that they knew each other and that they were here to fight fake boxing.

Everyone talked about it and made their faces red.

Only the young man knew in his heart that that force was not something he could resist. Although he is suspected of being a light enemy, he will not be able to escape defeat if he does it all over again. couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't know Taishan with eyes. After this battle, the young man became much more humble.

"It's getting more and more interesting. ”

Yang Tianjun smiled slightly, touched the spirit sword worn on his waist, and didn't care, a sword in his hand, I have it in the world.

Shi Po was shocked but seemed to see the clue in an instant, and his eyes were full of solemnity when he looked at Ying Xuan.

In the next few rounds of guarding, Ying Xuan easily won, under its amazing strength, it was like a humanoid demon beast erupted, without exception, until the last round, won the victory, became the champion of the third ring, and became one of the top ten in the outer door competition.

In addition to the battle, Ying Xuan also focused on the performance of the other two seeded players, who were indeed good, with amazing combat power, pushing their opponents sideways, and becoming the champions of their respective rings.

As soon as the Yang Tianjun Spirit Sword came out, it swept through thousands of troops, and the sword rays flashed in the ring from time to time, and no one could infer its edge. It was not so much that he was defeated by Yang Tianjun, but that he was defeated by the spirit sword in Yang Tianjun's hand.

What Ying Xuan attaches the most importance to is Shi Pojing. Shi Po was shocked to fight with the enemy, he was at ease, and with a pinch of his fingers, a spiritual flying sword was condensed in front of him, and the edge of this sword was sharp, not inferior to Yang Tianjun's spiritual sword.

Among the outer disciples who can only use the simple technique of aura, this technique is the best, and no one can match its power, and Shi Pojing is also pushing all the way. Especially looking at Shi Po's comfortable appearance, it seems that there is still a back hand that has not been used.

The battle of the ten rings has come to an end, the top ten have been decided, and the real competition for the outer door is coming, and the show has just begun.

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