"Flame Gate Kong Zhensheng."

Yu Zhongjiang finished announcing, and after the two of them left the game, he waved his hand.

I saw that the destroyed place on the original platform began to be restored.

Although this table was made of materials such as thousand-year-old iron, it was still easy for him to repair the traces of damage on this platform for a long time for him.

Soon the next group will be on the scene.

One of the people in this group was Sima Qianming, and his opponent was the top disciple of the Tianxing Sect.

For him, this disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect may be considered the best in his own sect, but for him, one hand is enough to defeat.

Yu Zhongjiang glanced at Sima Qianming without squinting, and then announced the start.

In his opinion, Sima Qianming's opponent can only be won by his two disciples, and as for the people in these seven small sects, it is simply impossible.

Rao is a talented person who was lucky enough to defeat the third prince of the Qing Yuan Dynasty, as long as he is not loyal to Lingyun Sect, then he will only die.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but subconsciously glance at Huang Qi's side.

Immediately reacted, and withdrew his gaze.

To be honest, he didn't know why he subconsciously looked at Huang Qi.

"Is it possible, can he still defeat his two Jindan third-level disciples?"

Yu Zhongjiang shook his head and muttered in his heart.

"Tianxingmen, Deng Xuan."

"Sima Qianming."

After Sima Qianming finished speaking, his tone was flat and with a hint of disdain.

Seeing this, Deng Xuan's brows furrowed, and his gaze was a little solemn when he looked at Sima Qianming.

If you don't pay attention to him like this, it shows that this person is either powerful or arrogant, and he is definitely not from the wealthy clans of these small sects.

didn't think much about it, in the face of such an enemy, Deng Xuan could only exert his full strength in the first blow.

"Celestial Star Explosion!"

Deng Xuan pinched the magic trick, and after less than ten seconds, he saw an oval stone ball like a meteorite appear above his head.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Sima Qianming didn't interrupt him casting spells, but waited for him to make a move meaningfully.

However, there was already a lot of noise in the stands.

"If I remember well, this person should be Sima Qianming, and his strength is not much different from Su Xueyan."

"Senior Brother Deng ran into him, which can only mean that Senior Brother was unlucky and stopped here."

"In the face of such a powerful offensive, it is still light, and the strength is afraid that it has reached the first layer of Jindan."

Everyone kept making noises, obviously they had expected that Deng Xuan would be defeated.

Drink –

With Deng Xuan's loud shout, the attack he condensed began to sweep towards Sima Qianming.

"Is this your strongest blow? For me, it's a no-brainer to stop it. ”

Sima Qianming smiled, then raised a hand.

Before Deng Xuan could guess what he was going to do, he saw a huge and somewhat transparent hand appear in the air, like pinching a quail egg, and directly pinched it.

Bang –

Deng Xuan claimed to be the strongest blow, but he was crushed by the wind and clouds.

Sima Qianming's pinching was like crushing his self-confidence, directly scattering his self-confidence.

Faced with his strongest blow being easily crushed by others, he was defeated.

Not only was he defeated, but even his self-confidence was shattered.

"I......... Lost. ”

Deng Xuan's throat moved, and after a long time, he let out a bitter voice.

Now he can't fight anymore.

He has practiced for many years, but when facing Sima Qianming, his years of penance are no match for others, not to mention that this is still a casual blow from others.

Obviously, Sima Qianming hadn't made a move yet, but Deng Xuan knew that he couldn't win him under the current circumstances.

As for releasing water or something, is it possible?

The two don't even have a little friendship, how can they release the water?

Hearing Deng Xuan's voice admitting defeat, Yu Zhongjiang just glanced at him, and then announced that Sima Qianming had won.

For Yu Zhongjiang, it was none of his business whether the disciples of the seven sects who came here to participate in the competition were dead or alive, and he would go back after completing the task.

In the next few games, although their own fights were very fierce, many monks in the stands were happy and bright, some were sad, and some were holding back their anger and kept opening their mouths..........

Obviously, these people are betting, and it doesn't take any words to understand why this is happening.

As the sun gradually set in the west, only three of the nine groups of people were left without comparison.

After the competition of this group of people, it was Huang Yan's turn.

After Huang Qi came on the court, he also saw his opponent.

It's Su Xueyan.

"A disciple of the Luoyun Sect?"

After Su Xueyan saw that it was Huang Qi who was on the field, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she spoke out angrily.

For her, as a disciple of the Lingyun Sect, the people who face the Luoyun Sect generally do not have a good face.

"No way?"

After Huang Qi saw Su Xueyan's disdainful and cold face, he frowned slightly and said coldly.

Now that he has cultivated the "Qinglian Futu Town Yuan Gong", he can also be regarded as a disciple of the Luoyun Sect, although he doesn't want to pay more attention to it, but he will not speak in a good voice for the Su Xueyan in front of him, who is rumored to be a disciple of the elders of the Lingyun Sect.

Maybe she is the baby bump in the hands of the elder, but for Huang Qi, who she is is none of his business.

If you don't give me a good face, why should I give you a good face?

"Courage."

Seeing Huang Yan's ignorant appearance, Su Xue laughed angrily.

"If I didn't have the guts, I wouldn't be standing here."

Huang Qi glanced at her coldly, looking at her like a fool.

"Look for death."

Hearing Huang Qi's disrespectful tone towards herself, as well as this look of looking down on her, she burst out loud.

And she also attacked Huang Qi.

Faced with such a swift movement, Huang Qi hurriedly reacted.

Boom –

The two palms collided, and Huang Ji was knocked out.

"Here, dare to insult my disciple, and wait to be taught to death by Xue Yan."

Yu Zhongjiang looked coldly at Huang Di, who was knocked out, and muttered coldly in his heart.

"It's so strong, this blow has the strength of the second layer of Jindan."

Huang Qi stood up, looked down at the arm that touched Su Xueyan's palms, and frowned.

"It's good that he's not seriously injured."

After seeing that Huang Yan's arm was only difficult to lift or scrapped, Su Xueyan laughed out loud.

"You really look like an old witch now, and your smiling face is full of wrinkles."

Huang Yan looked at Su Xueyan and said in his usual tone.

"Very good, you have successfully provoked me, even if you die on the stage, no one will come forward to stop you, I have a good teacher, and you can only rely on yourself."

Su Xue's words fell, and she shot out directly, attacking Huang Yan.

This time, instead of using her palm as a weapon, she sacrificed her high-grade spiritual weapon.

She already has the second-layer strength of Jindan, but now after sacrificing a high-grade spiritual weapon, her strength is self-evident.

If it was an ordinary Jindan third-layer or fourth-layer monk, I am afraid it would take a lot of strength to block her attack.

"Slash!"