Meng Haoyu sent Ouyang Kai to the other courtyard where the Heavenly God Sect was located.

It was Ouyang Qingfeng who came out to pick him up in person, and Ouyang Qingfeng said: "Senior nephew Meng, thank you for helping to send him back, it's hard work."

"Sect Leader Ouyang, you are Brother Ouyang's father, I'll call you uncle, Brother Ouyang and I are now sworn brothers, I should send him back, you're welcome."

Meng Haoyu handed Ouyang Kai to Ouyang Qingfeng and said, "Big brother, he did drink a little too much, uncle send him back to rest first, I will go back too."

"Okay, do you want me to find someone to help you go back?" Ouyang Qingfeng said.

"Uncle, no need, I'm okay."

"Then I won't send you."

"No need to send it, I'll go first." After Meng Haoyu finished speaking, he walked towards his residence.

Meng Haoyu drank too much for the second time, and the first time was when he completely lost confidence in cultivation, he was so drunk that he was unconscious.

Meng Haoyu returned to the room, fell directly on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

In his sleep, a beautiful shadow appeared, and a sky blue fairy dress fluttered in a blur, and it was not clear at all.

Meng Haoyu wanted to see and understand, but no matter how he was, he couldn't see Qianying's face.

Suddenly, a knock on the door woke him from his sleep.

Meng Haoyu was very puzzled, he didn't know why he had such a strange dream, he couldn't figure it out for a while, he opened the door directly and walked out.

It turned out that Xiao Ran was asking him to go to the martial arts arena.

The strong sunlight shone on his cheeks, and he was drunk at this time, but his head was still a little groggy.

He wielded his spiritual power to erase his drunkenness.

Although his strength is strong, after all, he is still a mortal, and he has not resisted the power of alcohol with his spiritual power, so he is naturally and mortal if he drinks too much.

"Senior brother, let's go!"

There are not many people in the martial arts arena today.

Meng Haoyu learned from Chenfang's mouth that several sects had directly given up the competition and left the top of the snowy region last night.

Among them is the Wind Moon Pavilion.

Chen Fang thought about it carefully, and it was not difficult to see that this must have been instigated by Fengyue Pavilion, after all, the relationship between these sects and Fengyue Pavilion was okay.

This is also the only chance for Lu Yang to find the only justifiable way to leave Feixuemen.

Chen Fang didn't say anything, some hatred will have to be reported sooner or later, it doesn't matter if it's later.

Meng Haoyu naturally didn't care if they still wanted to participate in the competition.

Back in his seat, Meng Haoyu always felt that there were a pair of eyes staring at him, he looked around and found that it was the guy from Baili Yuntian.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that his attitude had changed greatly when he met Baili Yuntian last night.

Today, he stares at himself like this.

"Is he really changing, or is he calculating me." Meng Haoyu thought to himself.

"Whatever your plans, I'll follow." Thinking of this, Meng Haoyu didn't pay attention to Baili Yuntian.

At this time, he came directly to Xiao Ran's side and said something in Xiao Ran's ear.

And Xiao Ran looked at him with glowing eyes, "Really? ”

"Senior brother, how could I lie to you."

After saying that Meng Haoyu cast a spell, he transmitted the perception of the Flying Immortals outside the sky and the one sword sealing the sky of the strongest two sword moves of the Flying Snow Gate to his mind.

Time was short, Xiao Ran thanked Meng Haoyu and began to understand.

Meng Haoyu watched the competition of Wujiwei, the Wuji Sword Duel was very powerful, and it was very difficult for Xiao Ran to win without a killer weapon, so he temporarily taught Xiao Ran the perception of flying immortals outside the sky and sealing the sky with a sword, so that he could be surprised in the competition.

At this time, he opened his mouth: "Everyone, due to special reasons, several sects have automatically given up the following competitions, since this is their choice, I don't want to interfere too much, today we will continue the last three competitions of the third round."

There are three matches left in the third round of the disciple field, Nangong Wan against Yi Shuihan, Xiao Ran against Wujiwei and Xiao Wuji against Cangwu.

"Next, I invite the Xuantian Academy Nangong Wan player and the Five Elements Gate Yi Shuihan player to play."

The two of them did not procrastinate, and after hearing their names, they flew directly into the martial arts arena.

One of the two is a master of using a sword, and the other is a genius of spells, who wins and who loses, and the battle is determined to win or lose.

Nangong Wan looked at Yi Shuihan and said, "Senior Brother Yi, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet you in the competition." ”

"Yes, Senior Sister Nangong, when we met last time and were still practicing outside, I didn't expect that the second time we met, we would face each other with swords." Yi Shuihan said.

These sect geniuses not only have to work hard to improve their cultivation, but they also have to have an understanding of the geniuses of their peers.

When they first met, they were hunting a monster.

"Since it can't be avoided, in order not to hurt the peace, how about we decide the winner at one stop?" Nangong Wan said directly.

Yi Shuihan didn't expect Nangong Wan to plan like this, as a man, he could only reply: "It's so good, it's both for the sect and for the friendship between us, the best of both worlds."

"In that case, Senior Brother Yi should be careful." Nangong Wan didn't say much, the spirit sword in her hand was unsheathed, and she did a good job of attacking the trend.

Yi Shuihan has seen the power of Xuantian Academy's swordsmanship, and its lethality is super strong.

The two of them shot one after another, each brewing their most powerful move.

I saw the spirit sword in Nangong Wan's hand pointing to the sky, and a mighty sword aura appeared around her.

Her strength instantly rose a notch, directly rising to the peak realm of Ling Xu.

Nangong Wan shouted: "Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed manifolds, Xuantian Haoran sword, evil is manifested."

Haoran Sword Qi, the most powerful sword path in Xuantian Academy, has an incomparably powerful attack power.

Ordinary means simply cannot resist.

Nangong Wan's whole person floated up, and the mighty righteousness between heaven and earth gathered in the spirit sword in her hand at an extremely fast speed.

The power is getting stronger.

Yi Shuihan didn't dare to slack off at all, his eyes were closed, and he sensed the water attribute aura between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, it started to rain in the entire martial arts arena, and it was not very heavy.

I have to say that Yi Shuihan is a genius, and he can already control everything in the local area for a short time, forming an existence similar to an enchantment.

And in this area, everything is up to him.

Now, the entire arena was under his control, and the raindrops in the air did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air.

All the water droplets continued to converge under Yi Shuihan's control, forming the shape of a sword, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Yi Shui Han increased the output of spiritual power, and the rain was still falling, and snowflakes began to appear in the spirit sword that was gathered.

Suddenly, the air in the field changed again, suddenly plummeted, and everything turned into ice.

At this time, the spirit sword in Nangong Wan's hand emitted a breathtaking momentum.

Nangong Wan wielded the spirit sword, and her graceful figure danced in the void.

With a slash of the sailor, a powerful Haoran sword qi formed.

When Haoran's sword qi flew out, the spirit sword in Nangong Wan's hand also flew out.

And the ice sword gathered by Yi Shui Han was finally condensed, directly meeting Nangong Wan's Haoran sword qi.

Surrounded by countless destroying sword qi around his spirit sword.

The Xuanbing Sword formed by Yi Shui Han's convergence was crushed by Haoran's sword qi and broken inch by inch.

Yi Shui Han couldn't resist it, and the temperature around him plummeted again, and the Haoran sword qi that flew out was directly frozen and shattered.

However, the spirit sword was not affected by the cold, and continued to shoot straight forward at Yi Shui Han.

Yi Shuihan instantly condensed the ice wall in front of him, as long as he blocked this blow, the victory would eventually belong to him.

However, he still underestimated the Haoran Sword of Xuantian Academy, not only was it upright, but it was also mixed with an indomitable sword intent.

At this time, Nangong Wan controlled the spirit sword and continued to move forward.

In his hand, a sword qi gathered out of thin air, dozens of meters long, she clenched her hands tightly, and directly slashed out with a sword, attacking Yi Shuihan.

The world formed by Yi Shuihan was shattered by a single sword, and all the ice walls failed to block this sword.

When the spirit sword broke through the last ice wall, Nangong Wan quietly grabbed the advancing spirit sword and instantly stopped at Yi Shuihan's throat.

Nangong Wan said a little weakly: "Senior Brother Yi, you, defeated."

The strength of the two is almost the same, so Nangong Wan, who is a sword cultivator, naturally has an advantage.

And, Nangong Wan watched Yi Shuihan's last competition with Yan Zhimeng, and she thought of how to deal with Yi Shuihan.

Yi Shuihan sighed, it stands to reason that with his strength, he would not lose so quickly.

However, if he loses, he loses, he took out the Xuan Soul Jade and handed it to Nangong Wan and said, "Congratulations to Senior Sister Nangong, this is my Xuan Soul Jade."

Nangong Wan also unceremoniously took the Xuan Soul Jade and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Yi, for your success."

"Can you tell my senior brother that with my strength, I won't lose so quickly."

"It's very simple, because I am a kendo monk, and you are a spell monk, all spell monks' attacks take time, and sword cultivation not only has a fast attack speed, but also the one move I told you will determine the outcome so that it gives me the biggest opportunity."

"As long as the move can be charged, then the attack will be multiplied, and if you want to resist, you will need time to cast mana, but once my sword is shot, it will not give you so much time."

Hearing this, Yi Shuihan suddenly realized, "Senior Sister Nangong is not only beautiful and strong, but also so smart, I am not wronged to lose." ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yi."

Chen Fang saw that the middle of the field was over, and he spoke: "The fourth game of the third round of the disciple field is Nangong Wansheng of Xuantian Academy."

"Next, I invite Wuji Sword Yuan Wujiwei and Feixuemen to appear on the stage and have a competition."