"This is the change of my heart, I don't hate the people who destroyed my clan, sooner or later I will kill them all, save Miss Liu in the Black Wind Village, I don't regret it, this is my own choice, the point of the three masters is my sky lantern, I have no complaints, this is my own fault!"

"What are you talking about, what do you mean?" Yuwen Haoran looked at Chen Man with some confusion.

Hearing him ask, Chen Man suddenly realized, "I see, it turns out that you can only let me experience my own memories, but you can't see my memories." ”

Yuwen Haoran nodded silently, and Chen Man then asked: "How about it, admit defeat or not? I still have to wash the filth on my body, breaking through the grade in the Spirit Gathering Period is troublesome." ”

Yuwen Haoran was silent for a while, and in just a few breaths, there was a tangled, hesitant, and unwilling look in his eyes, but in the end he raised his head and looked at Chen Man, "I admit defeat." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two were teleported out of the central battlefield, and their skills in this battle could be described as inexplicable, and everyone else who watched it was a little confused.

There was a lot of discussion outside the central square, and I don't know who was the first to break the silence, "Who won? Why were they teleported out after a few words, did Senior Brother Yuwen promise any benefits to make Senior Brother Chen Man admit defeat?"

"Who knows, they didn't fight much in this fight, but I look at Senior Brother Chen Man's crazy demon just now, it's obviously no match for Senior Brother Yuwen's illusion!"

"If it's me, I'll admit defeat, Senior Brother Yuwen is so powerful, I still have benefits to take, what else is there to fight in this fight?"

The two of them were teleported out of the central battlefield, and they heard this ubiquitous disagreement, and for a while the two had to look at each other and laugh dryly.

Until Li Haotian's voice sounded from above, the audience suddenly turned from an uproar to silence, Li Haotian's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears, "Winner, Chen Man!"

The moment this voice sounded, everyone shut up in unison, especially those who guessed that Chen Man had taken the advantage before admitting defeat, and they were even more embarrassed for a while.

Chen Man, one of the parties involved, asked Yuwen Haoran, "Do you want to continue watching?"

Yuwen Haoran nodded, walked down the high platform of the square and looked up at the phantom above his head, "Neither of them has moved seriously, these two freaks are really not easy to move, I want to take another look." ”

The two freaks in his mouth are naturally not the two dark horses of the Outer Sect who are in the same situation as Chen Man, but Wang Yong and Xia Cheng, who have already become famous in the Outer Sect.

Chen Man nodded and stopped talking, the smell of filth on his body was not small, and even he felt pungent when he smelled it.

After greeting He Manzi in the crowd, Chen Man went straight to the South Courtyard, he planned to take a change of clothes, go to Baichuan Lake to take a good bath, and by the way, with the help of the lake, consolidate the four-grade realm that he had just broken through.

In the central battlefield, Wang Yong and Xia Cheng are now competing for the purity of their aura, and the stalemate between Chiyan Sword and Qiankun Bag is the best way to prove that their aura is rich.

If it is an ordinary magic weapon, Xia Cheng has already let the Qiankun bag be in his pocket, and whether he wants to return it after the competition depends on his mood, but today is a little different.

The Qiankun bag is a magic weapon for entering the gods, and the magic weapons for entering the gods are extremely rare in this cultivation realm, so Xia Cheng didn't have a chance to take one to try, not to mention the Chiyan Sword, which is obviously a magic weapon that is also considered high-grade in the gods.

is also in the gods, Xia Cheng is worried that the Qiankun bag will not be able to cover the power of the Chiyan Sword, if the Chiyan Sword rushes out at that time, and even breaks the Qiankun bag from the inside, then he Xia Cheng will lose his capital to his grandmother's house.

Therefore, Xia Cheng didn't dare to let the Qiankun Bag try to subdue the Chiyan Sword, but Wang Yong blindly made the Chiyan Sword rush towards the large mouth of the Qiankun Bag, but Xia Cheng resisted with all his might.

When the two magic weapons of entering the gods were fighting against each other, two tangible and qualitative qi shields appeared between the magic weapons, visible to the naked eye, and the two qi shields of different colors were extremely powerful, and they were on par with each other.

Although the fight here is relatively monotonous and boring, it is just a competition between two magic weapons, but it still attracts a lot of hot eyeballs.

On the contrary, it is the other two dark horses that have sprung up in the outer sect, and they are going back and forth over there, and the moves are full of tricks, and they are fighting heartily.

The magic weapons of the two of them are the most common immortal ropes among the disciples of the outer sect of the Refining Weapon Sect, but in the hands of these two people, the immortal ropes used can really exert a fantastic effect.

The two bundles of immortal ropes were entangled with each other in the air, like two spirit snakes, and the moves they used also made the other fellow disciples smack their tongues.

Coupled with the various spells and other moves of the two, the battlefield here has undoubtedly become the focus of the central battlefield, attracting half of the onlookers.

The only two remaining battlefields are the contrast of qi and machine on the one hand, and the exchange of moves on the other, and all the disciples who watched it cheered, but He Manzi tasted the same as chewing wax.

Before leaving, Chen Man had told him to observe the remaining two competitions and prepare for breaking through the Gathering Spirit in the future.

But in He Manzi's eyes, Wang Yong and Xia Cheng aside, the other two rising rookies who were unrivaled in the Outer Sect for a while seemed to him to be like paper tigers that broke when they were stabbed.

If it is a one-on-one catch and kill, He Manzi relies on his body to be born in the Xuanmen Realm, and the two people who can fight can't find the north.

Even if Wang Yong and Xia Cheng can't beat him, but with the physique of this innate Xuanmen realm, if the two of them don't use magic weapons, it will be difficult to hurt He Manzi in the slightest.

These two competitions were not only boring for He Manzi to watch, but even the little wolf cub in his arms, who was adopted by Chen Man, was curled up and sleepy, as docile as a puppy.

After a long period of incense, one of the two rising rookies gradually began to lose his physical strength, and the other was like a smooth progress, and after a week of qi circulation, he threw a punch that ran through all his strength.

Two bundles of fairy ropes flew around their masters at the same time, and then one of them fell, and the other stood proudly, and the moment the victory was decided, both of them were teleported to the central square at the same time.

Now the central battlefield has become the battlefield of Wang Yong and Xia Cheng, their magic weapons are still wrestling in the air, and the owner of the magic weapon has no life to instill spiritual energy into it.

The aura that was like a river surging towards the two magic weapons from different directions, and the eyes of the disciples around him lit up.

If the aura accumulated in their sea of qi is a stream, at best, a small river, then the aura that these two people are now releasing is already comparable to the great river and the sea.

"Red Flame Sword, Xuan Yan!"

Wang Yong suddenly let out a loud shout, and the three-inch sword pill that was wrestling with the Qiankun bag turned into a long sword in a few spins, and a sudden green flame wrapped around the sword.

After the flying sword turned into a long sword, a flame suddenly shot out from the tip of the sword, directly through the Qiankun bag in the air opposite, and pounced on Xia Cheng.

Xia Cheng saw that this Xuanyan was so weird, and his Qiankun bag was also useless in front of him, so he couldn't help but immediately recall the magic weapon Qiankun bag, and began to use his own strength to resist that Xuanyan sword qi.

A makeshift barrier defense hurriedly took shape in front of Xia Cheng, and the next moment, the Xuanyan sword qi also swooped down like a fierce tiger, revealing its claws and fangs at the enemy.

In an instant, the Xuanyan sword qi broke Xia Cheng's defense like a bamboo, Xia Cheng hurriedly relied on his hands to protect the front door, Rao was still not very comfortable being hit by the sword qi like this.

Xia Cheng hurriedly blessed the aura on his arm, forming a layer of diaphragm covering his arm, which was used to resist the impact of that sword qi.

When the sword qi came to him, his whole person was pushed back dozens of steps by the strong force, and after the sword qi finally dissipated, Xia Cheng swallowed a trace of sweetness in his throat, and his face was as pale as paper.

The Chiyan Sword flew out and flew back, turning into the three-inch sword pill again and staying above Wang Yong's palm, and after a few rotations, it turned into a white rainbow and swept out.

The corners of Wang Yong's mouth were slightly hooked, and he gently spit out two words, "Chiyan!"

At this moment, in the central square, Chen Man's figure had re-landed in the field of vision of the crowd.

At this moment, he was wearing a white robe, coupled with the momentum that was still lingering when he broke through just now, he had a bit of the demeanor of a fairy wind when he stood here.

"This senior brother, dare to ask what the situation is here?" Chen Man asked the other person in the square.

Now the two of them can still stand in the square, and the other person is naturally the winner of the two dark horses, and at this time, he saw Chen Man and quickly put on a smiling face.

"Senior Brother Wang Yong and Senior Brother Xia Cheng haven't decided the winner yet, but Senior Brother Wang Yong just made a surprise move, and I guess his victory is relatively large. ”

That man spoke politely to Chen Man, all because Chen Man defeated Yuwen Haoran, he not only won a round of competition, but also won the respect of all the disciples of the outer sect.

"Oh. ”

Chen Man sighed in response, and then looked up at the huge phantom above.

A white light swept through the air and flew towards Xia Cheng from Wang Yong's hand, and the speed of the white light was so fast that before Xia Cheng could react, he was pierced through his body.

The three-inch flying sword directly pierced Xia Cheng's abdomen, and when it flew out from behind him, it also brought up a blood lotus.

Chi Yan, this is a big killing move comparable to Xia Cheng's stunt "Star Field", and now Xia Cheng doesn't have so many magic weapons around him, so he can't use this trick of Star Field.

Outside the square, at the moment when the Chiyan Sword pierced through Xia Cheng's abdomen, Chen Bei's face was full of anger, and he roared that his senior brother was about to jump onto the high platform, but at the same time as his body just jumped up, an air shield rose around the central square.

Chen Bei's body just jumped up, and he was bounced away by the air shield, and when he got up from the crowd again, Xia Cheng was paralyzed on the ground in the phantom of the central battlefield.

A ray of light rose from the sky above the square, and two figures were teleported out by the "Chenlong" holy pillar, and landed on the square, one standing proudly, and the other slumped to the ground.