Among the warrior monks, Jiewu was also slightly stunned, and then his eyes were a little gloomy, and he said coldly: "Something that is not self-sufficient!"

Jiewu straightened up, that gloomy aura made some monks around him shudder, and Jiewu at this time was obviously quite terrifying.

"Senior Brother Xiaoqi, are you sure you want to go up, or I'll help you go up. The little brother said worriedly, blocking Zhou Qilang's way.

Zhou Qilang smiled lightly and said calmly: "I can do it myself." ”

Aside from his little arm, Zhou Qilang stepped into the ring in the Shangwu Palace Square.

Jiewu's body jumped, and he directly swept into the ring of the Shangwu Palace, looked at Zhou Qilang expressionlessly, stared at him with his head raised and lowered his eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was faintly gloomy: "Something that doesn't open your eyes, do you think you can change something when you come?"

Zhou Qilang looked at Jiewu, his eyes were also much more solemn, he knew that there was still a gap between him and Jiewu, but he hoped that he would not lose too much today.

Zhou Qilang's palms clenched violently, and the aura gushed out of his body, and finally wrapped his arms, a fierce momentum, slowly emanating from his body.

"This aura"

The warrior monks looked at the aura on Zhou Qilang's arms in surprise.

"He's actually advanced to the third layer of condensation!"

"What?

Around the stands, many people let out a low exclamation at this time, and then looked at Zhou Qilang in the ring in surprise, no wonder he dared to fight and quit martial arts, it turned out that he had advanced to the third layer of condensation.

"Wow, Uncle Jiekong is so powerful" The new monks in the gray robe who entered the temple were also full of amazement, and looked at Zhou Qilang's figure with some envy, condensing three layers of qi, wouldn't they have the qualifications to enter the Shangwu Palace!

"Hehe, no wonder you dare to come to fight, it turns out to be the third layer of condensation, isn't that my little junior brother of Shangwu Palace, since this is the case, senior brother will teach you a few tricks in advance. That Jiewu was also slightly stunned because of Zhou Qilang's spiritual aura, and then the corner of his mouth sneered even more.

Zhou Qilang was still silent, but the gaze staring at Jiewu gradually became cold, and above his arms, a faint aura was entwined and rising, exuding fluctuations that were about to move.

Jiewu stared at Zhou Qilang with gloomy and cold eyes, rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his palm, and bent it slightly: "Just make a move, don't say I didn't give you a chance." ”

"What an arrogance!"

When the new monks saw the appearance of Jiewu, they immediately scolded angrily.

Boom!

When they opened their mouths to scold angrily to vent their dissatisfaction, Zhou Qilang stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body rushed out like a cheetah.

Hum!

Jiewu stared at Zhou Qilang who rushed in, snorted coldly, and above his arms, the red flame-colored aura roared out, but he didn't avoid it, his five fingers were clenched into fists, and a punch hit Zhou Qilang's palms heavily.

Boom!

A low voice came out, and the waves of qi swept away from the two of them, and the dust on the ground instantly stirred, and the two figures trembled, but the martial arts did not move at all, while Zhou Qilang took a few steps back.

Zhou Qilang's face was solemn and steady, and on his arms, the spiritual power became more and more intense, and his entire arm was pale white, like frost.

Zhou Qilang rushed out again, and the speed of his arms becoming slower, but the heavy force, like a mountain rock crashing down, made many people around him look more solemn.

Bang bang bang!

Zhou Qilang's fists were like rocks, blasting out quickly and violently, and the offensive swept towards Jiewu, but Jiewu was cold, and the fiery red spiritual power was wrapped around his arms like flames, but it took Zhou Qilang's offensive alive.

The wave of qi formed between the collision of the two spiritual powers swept the ring clean, and even some people who were close to each other felt pain in their faces.

"Senior Brother Xiaoqi is really good, he can withstand the offensive of Jiewu!" Jie Se looked at the fierce battle in the field, and couldn't help but rejoice.

"After all, the martial arts of the fourth layer of the realm of martial arts are only three layers of condensation, and if you want to win the martial arts of the fourth layer realm, I am afraid that there is no chance of winning. The yellow-robed precept on the side shook his head slightly, he didn't know when he got in, and the people around him didn't even notice it.

"Uncle Shi"

A new monk disciple hurriedly held the Buddha salute, waved his hand with a kind eyebrow and a kind eyebrow, and then looked intently at the two people competing on the field.

"Senior brother, how can you be sure that Senior Brother Xiaoqi can't do it!" Jiese's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he glared at Senior Brother Jiefa with great joy.

"No, although Senior Brother Xiaoqi is only the third layer of Qi Condensation, it has only been four days since he entered the temple, and he has made such an amazing breakthrough, no less than you at that time" The precepts glanced at the smug precepts with burning eyes, and smiled slightly.

"The martial arts should be cultivated by Luohan Boxing, this is the practice of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which belongs to the rare middle grade, and the martial arts have not shown any exercises until now, I am afraid that it will be unfavorable" The precept stared at the field and sighed.

"Therefore, if it is to compare the degree of spiritual energy and the level of exercises, it is better to abstain from martial arts, and the current situation will not last long. ”

Hearing this, Jiese suddenly sighed regretfully, he obviously hoped that Senior Brother Xiaoqi could win, in that case, Jiewu might not dare to be so arrogant anymore, right?

And just as they were talking, the battle in the field was getting more and more intense, and Zhou Qilang's face was a little dark red, obviously urging his strength to the extreme, and the offensive was becoming more and more fierce.

Shout!

A punch like a rock suddenly swept out and slammed into Jiewu's lower abdomen, but at the moment when the fist was about to touch Jiewu's body, the latter's steps moved, and it was actually a somewhat weird diagonal step, just dodging Zhou Qilang's long-planned sharp punch.

When this punch was dodged, Zhou Qilang also had a bad feeling in his heart, and then he saw a cold smile on the corner of Jiewu's mouth.

"Luohan Fist!"

The five fingers of the martial arts clenched his fist, and suddenly slapped out, and the crimson aura exploded like a flame at this time, and a hot and powerful force burst out, directly through Zhou Qilang's defense, and fell fiercely on his chest.

Bang!

The flame-like aura exploded in the palm of the martial arts and Zhou Qilang's chest, and the powerful force directly shook Zhou Qilang away, and then under the gaze of many eyes, it fell heavily on the ring, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

Wow.

Seeing the instant change in the situation, a burst of alarm suddenly erupted around the stage.

Zhou Qilang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth a little unwillingly, the aura of martial arts was domineering and blazing, and it was much stronger than the aura he cultivated.

Jiewu stared at Zhou Qilang who was a little embarrassed with cold eyes, he didn't have any intention of stopping, he was on tiptoe, and his body rushed out again like an eagle, and he whipped away at Zhou Qilang with one kick.

Zhou Qilang rolled around in embarrassment, narrowly avoiding the attack of Jiewu, his face was a little pale, obviously he didn't expect Jiewu to have the upper hand and chase after him so relentlessly.

However, he is also stubborn, and he is so aggressive that he refuses to admit defeat, but just stares at Jiewu fiercely.

"Is that really a bit arrogant?"

Seeing this, Jiewu sneered and shook his head, the anger in his eyes flashed, and his figure appeared on Zhou Qilang's right side as soon as he moved, and the shadow of his legs flashed, mixed with fiery spiritual power, and slammed it on Zhou Qilang's chest.

Boom!

Zhou Qilang's body fell back more than ten meters against the ground, and another mouthful of blood gushed up from his throat, but he swallowed it alive.

"Damn, do you still want to be shameless?

Many monks on the new monk's side saw that Jiewu was aggressive, and they were also angry and angry.

"This bastard!" Jie Se also scolded angrily.

Jiewu heard the scolding of the new monk, his eyes were even more gloomy, not only did he not stop, but instead strode towards Zhou Qilang, and then flew up with one foot, and threw it at Zhou Qilang, who was retreating in embarrassment.

Bang!

A deep voice sounded, but this time Zhou Qilang did not retreat, because he suddenly slapped the ground sideways, his unpredictable steps were like flowing clouds, dazzling, and Jiewu's sharp kick kicked into the air.

Zhou Qilang took a step between the clouds at a critical moment and dodged a sharp blow!

"Huh?" Jiewu said softly, he didn't expect this guy to dodge his kick.

Zhou Qilang's gaze at Jiewu was still full of ferocity like a wolf.

Jiewu stared at Mu Chen, the corners of his mouth cracked, his smile was gloomy, and his eyes were full of anger: "I will treat you well!"

On the stage, the two faced each other, and the atmosphere instantly became tense, and all the monks also projected their eyes over, this is really a battle between dragons and tigers!