Ma Ning'er sneered, and then he no longer listened to the voices from the audience, but raised his hand, slammed Cao Guang into the air again, and slammed it on the ground. Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, can you still fight like this in the competition?

Every time he smashed it, the evil spirit in Ma Ning'er's heart dissipated a little, and the thick square brick floor was also smashed into a big herringbone shape by Cao Guang.

At this time, the aura defense on Cao Guang's body had been completely broken, and the blood was vomited all over the ground, sticking to his body like a blood gourd, and his blurred consciousness was murmuring.

Ma Ning'er dragged Cao Guang to the side of Fengyun Platform and threw him at the feet of the Iron Fist Peak disciple under the stage.

The disciples of Iron Fist Peak hurriedly rushed forward and surrounded Cao Guang in the middle, seeing that his life was not in danger, but his bones were completely cracked, and he couldn't slow down in less than three months, even if he was injured, his cultivation would probably be useless.

"Okay, Ma Ning'er! You're ruthless! You wait, we're not done with you at Iron Fist Peak! Nie Feng gritted his teeth and roared at Ma Ning'er.

Ma Ning'er stared at Nie Feng with a gloomy face and said, "I'll wait!" ”

Then turn around and return to the team.

A decisive battle ended, but Ma Ning'er's name soon spread throughout the Qingyang Sect. A miscellaneous disciple who had not cultivated had become a disciple of Iron Fist Peak who had cultivated the fourfold cultivation of the Tempered Body Realm, and became the talk of the disciples after dinner.

Cao Guang will be defeated if he is defeated, or he will be treated with the two most humiliating methods, kicking the second child and flipping 180 degrees.

At this moment, an angry roar came from the Iron Fist Peak Council Hall.

"Rubbish! A bunch of rubbish! ”

In front of the Iron Fist Peak meeting hall, Cao Guang, Nie Feng and the others bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, and Wei Buqun, the main iron fist peak master in the hall, was dressed in a cyan robe, and his originally red cheeks turned purple due to anger, and he scolded the disciples who knelt down: "Usually let you cultivate hard, one by one, all the face of my Iron Fist Peak has been lost by you!" ”

"Master, it's not that we don't do our best, it's just that that kid has an evil aura and his moves are too weird, so ......" Cao Guang reluctantly argued.

"Yes, Master, I really don't blame Senior Brother Cao, Ma Ning'er's melee attack is really too perverted." Nie Feng said beside him.

"Don't make excuses! I heard that this kid is still a miscellaneous disciple who has not cultivated and has just started, at this level, you will all lose, and it is so embarrassing to lose! ”

"Master, me." Cao Guang was about to open his mouth again to plead, but was interrupted by a gesture from Wei Buqun.

"Needless to say, dismiss you as the manager of the liquor store, reflect on the wall for ten days, and practice hard in the mountains in the future."

Cao Guang lowered his head, extremely reluctant in his heart. Managing a wine shop is a beautiful thing, not only can you drink fine wine, but you can also exchange wine for a lot of spirit stones, and Cao Guang enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by his disciples and his superiors, and at this moment the management position is dismissed, and his face is cloudy.

But he didn't dare to disobey the master, so he had to say: "Yes, it's the master, but I still ask the master to speak out for me, the disciple is really aggrieved." ”

"You don't have to worry about this matter, the guy who ruined my reputation of Iron Fist Peak must be punished, I'm afraid that Lingxu Lao'er also has calculations behind his back, hmph, Lao Tzu has endured you for a long time."

"Ren Yushan!"

"In!" The third senior brother, Ren Yushan, responded and stood in front of Wei Buqun, the real person of the Iron Fist.

"In another month, your senior brother and second senior brother will be out of the customs. When the time comes, send a message to them, prepare for the Fengyun Ring Competition, I want you to fight Lingxu Peak! ”

"Yes, Master." Ren Yushan clasped his fists with both hands and saluted.

Suddenly, Wei Buqun's face changed, and a voice sounded in his ears, "The real person of the Iron Fist is coming to the sect master hall quickly, and the Baiyun Sect is coming, and there is something important to discuss." ”

"White Cloud Sect?" Wei Buqun pondered for a moment, then said, "Okay, Elder Qinghong, I'll go." ”

Wei Buqun pondered, the Baiyun Sect came, I am afraid that it was the matter of urging the people to be sent before, Sanfeng and Neimen argued endlessly, and the candidate was not decided for a long time, but this time, Lingxuan Lao'er, Lao Tzu will make you have a big hemorrhage.

Wei Buqun took it to heart and ordered his disciples to go down to prepare for the ring match with Lingxu Peak, and then go to the Sect Master Hall by himself.

Before coming to the Sect Patriarch Hall, Wei Buqun met Xu Tianjiao, a sword intent real person who also rushed over.

"Lao Wei, I heard that on Fengyuntai, your apprentice was beaten very badly? The kind that has been repeatedly slapped on the ground hurts to think about. Xu Tianjiao asked with a smile.

"You really can't open any pot, it must be the old man behind the back who is making it bad, just to make my Iron Fist Peak lose face."

Xu Tianjiao, the real person of sword intent, pursed his lips and said: "That's not necessarily, I heard that it was still a miscellaneous disciple who has no cultivation, and that disciple of yours is also rumored to be the strength of the fourfold body realm, and he was defeated like this, I'm afraid that in the future, your reputation of Iron Fist Peak will be loud, hahaha." ”

"Come on, a person who has no cultivation can fight a monk in the late stage of the Quadruple Quadruple Body? Take your toes and think it's all the ghosts of the old man. Say, will you help me get justice? Wei Buqun asked angrily.

"Hehe, you two have never been at the same eye, it's okay if you want me to come out, you have to promise me a condition." Xu Tianjiao said.

"Isn't it just attached to the White Cloud Sect? I know that you have a good relationship with the Baiyun Sect, and after the last alliance was vetoed by the sect master, this matter has become a knot in the hearts of the elders, but I agree with you, it's better to enjoy the shade with your back against the big tree. Wei Buqun didn't wait for Xu Tianjiao to speak, and guessed what he was going to say.

"Smart man, if you really know the current affairs, then it is so decided, this time the Baiyun Sect came to form an alliance. All you have to do is take my side and convince the others to agree to join the alliance of the White Cloud Sect organization. And how will you get revenge for your deeds? Xu Tianjiao said.

Wei Buqun said: "In a month, I will send disciples to challenge Lingxu Peak on Fengyun Platform, I will make Lingxu Peak ugly in front of everyone, and I will make Lingxu Lao'er pay the price to relieve the hatred in my heart." But then again, they're on par with us, so I'm asking you to send your disciples to help me win the Fengyuntai tournament as well. ”

Jian Yi Zhenren nodded and said, "There is no problem." My eldest disciple will need a month to get out of the retreat, and if he fails to get out in time, I will ask the second disciple to lead a team to help you. ”

"Okay, in a word."

With that, the two of them moved forward, tidied up their clothes and entered the patriarchal hall.

At the top of the sect hall sat Fang Xingwen, the sect leader of the Qingyang Sect, a middle-aged man with a white face and a square face, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, revealing a majesty. On the left side sat two old men dressed in white and in good spirits, seeing that the realms were all in the early stage of the transcendent realm, and they were calmly closing their eyes and recuperating. On the right hand sat Elder Qinghong, Elder Ziyang, Lingxu Zhenren, Elder Duan of the Mission Pavilion, Elder Wan of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, and Elder Yan of the Discipline Pavilion.

The Iron Fist True Man and the Sword Intent True Man sat down after saluting the Sect Master, and the Iron Fist Real Man glanced coldly at the Spirit Void True Person as he sat down, with anger in his eyes.