The sunrise in Luofu is full of auspicious clouds.

Wu Ming was already standing on the competition platform, closing his eyes and recuperating, quietly waiting for the arrival of his opponent.

His opponent is Mei Feng's Fang Fei, one of the two favorites in this tournament. The strange thing is that Fang Fei has never been seen.

After waiting for a long time, an Elder Mei Feng hurriedly came and whispered a few words in the ear of the deacon elder. The deacon's face was stunned, and he stood up helplessly, and announced loudly: "Fang Fei abandoned the game due to injury, and Wu Ming advanced to the finals." ”

The scene was in an uproar, and everyone turned their heads and talked about it.

"What's wrong with my Goddess Fang Fei?"

"How did Senior Sister Fang Fei get hurt? Wasn't it good to still be playing yesterday? ”

"Yesterday I felt something was wrong with her face."

"Wu Ming's luck, there is no one!"

Some of the disciples were talking in private. Fang Fei has an amazing temperament, beautiful appearance, and many followers on weekdays, so he couldn't accept it when he heard the news.

In the sea of clouds, there is a dangerous peak that is full of red mountains and forests, which is Meifeng.

Mei Feng Peak Lord Ding Chunxiang's face was very ugly, looking at Fang Fei, who was almost mad because of forcibly breaking the level, he was angry and distressed.

"I know you want to make a splash and win the championship of this sect competition for Mei Feng, but it is too reluctant to forcibly break through the Qi Realm level like this, you almost went mad, do you know how serious the consequences are?"

Fang Fei's face was pale, and he stubbornly pursed his lips and didn't say a word. She was also very annoyed in her heart, and she messed everything up.

Wu Ming on the stage was stunned for a while, this is the final!

In the midst of many envious, jealous and hateful eyes, Wu Ming stepped off the competition platform. The crowd of onlookers quickly faded like a tide, scrambling to watch the ongoing match between Hao Zilang and Hong Zhen.

"Senior brother, wait for me, remember to help me occupy a place."

"I would have known that I would have gone to see another one, and I would have taken up my position in vain."

"There must be no place in the past now, depressed!" Some of the disciples shouted as they ran.

"Luck is also part of strength!" The corners of Wu Ming's mouth couldn't help but hang a chuckle, and he walked towards Baiyun Peak gracefully.

He didn't go to watch Hao Zilang's match against Hong Zhen because he was a little clean and didn't want to go to crowded places. Anyway, the senior brother and the second senior brother will definitely have first-hand information back.

Sure enough, without letting him wait long, the two senior brothers brought back the results on the scene.

"Little junior brother, guess who won?" Senior Brother asked in a vague manner.

"Hong Zhen." Wu Ming replied casually.

"How do you know? Did you go to see them play? ”

"If Hao Zilang wins, what else do you want me to guess." Wu Ming chuckled.

"You guessed it right, that Hong Zhen turned out to be the late stage of the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Realm! When his hole cards are exhausted, Hao Zilang is not his opponent. ”

Wu Ming felt that it didn't matter who the opponent was in the finals, the meal had to be eaten bite by bite, and the opponents had to be solved one by one. Since you are rushing to win the championship, you don't have to pick your opponent, just crush it all the way.

The next morning, Wu Jianming sent Wu Ming to the finals, but there was a lot less nagging along the way. He watched the little disciple step by step step on the final competition platform, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, in the blink of an eye, this abandoned baby he brought back had grown to this point.

Hong Zhen has not yet arrived, and Wu Ming habitually closes his eyes to recuperate. It seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world, and the surrounding area was silent.

Wu Ming silently ran the "Sutra of Death", as if the surrounding vitality was much more friendly, and he could even feel the faint energy of heaven and earth surging towards him with joy.

The three hundred and forty-one acupuncture points under his clothes were slowly absorbing the vitality. Slowly, his whole body seemed to be surrounded by a cloud of mist, completely immersed in cultivation.

The effect of the "Sutra of Passing Away" on the body is becoming more and more significant, and now Wu Ming only needs dozens of breaths to complete a single operation week, and ordinary monks may take dozens of hours. His efficiency is dozens or hundreds of times that of others.

The most special thing is that the Sutra of Passing Away can absorb vitality through the whirlpools of major acupuncture points on the body, and the degree of purity is many times higher than that of ordinary monks through their mouths and noses.

Wu Ming's cultivation of the vision of heaven and earth caused a burst of amazement among the sect disciples who were watching in the audience, and even alarmed the sect elders, and the speed of absorbing vitality made many elders sigh to themselves.

The three peak masters on the rostrum are calm on the surface, and their inner thoughts are different, secretly it is a pity that Baiyun Peak has produced a genius who is secretly invested in the pearl, if this is under his own door, maybe he will be better cultivated!

Wu Jianming looked proud, probably guessing that Wu Ming had his own adventures, and he was more happy for him.

"Senior Brother Wu, in Xia Hongzhen, please give advice." Hong Zhen didn't know when he came to the competition platform. After he bowed, he found that the other party did not respond.

"Senior Brother Wu, please advise!" Hong Zhen had to remind again.

Wu Ming came to his senses, sucked the surrounding Yuan Qi clouds into his body in one breath, and clenched his fists and apologized: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Hong." Please advise! ”

Hong Zhen smiled playfully and looked at Wu Ming seriously: "I actually paid attention to you for a long time, and you are not simple." But the first place in the sect competition this time must be mine."

He crossed his sword to his chest and slowly drew his sword. A bright cold color flashed, and the surrounding momentum suddenly changed, as depressing as Mount Tai. In a large area of overlapping sword shadows, hundreds of sword lights shot out, covering Wu Ming's entire body.

Wu Ming retreated violently, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and a violent fire element suddenly covered the sword body. A blow swept through thousands of troops, and a sea of fire greeted the sword light.

Hong Zhen followed him like a shadow, swinging his sword with one hand, and conjuring layers of palm prints with the other, and it was actually two martial arts attacking at the same time.

Wu Ming could feel that the other party's palm wind was obviously carrying a cold wind blade, and at the same time, a burst of blue light appeared in the lower plate, and many sharp energy struck, and the angle was extremely tricky.

It turned out to be sword qi! The other party has cultivated sword qi in this realm! It seems that not only Wu Ming got the opportunity, but Hong Zhen also had his chance.

Wu Ming's face was solemn, and he suddenly moved his palm, a ball of flame covered his palm, and he quickly met the opponent's palm print, and the sword in his hand also swung out a wave of fiery red qi.

There was a "bang" collision, and both of them were hit by the air wave and took three steps back, and they were evenly matched for a while.

The two of them immediately stepped forward again, and the two figures flashed back and forth like afterimages, flying up and down. The piercing sound of the sword was handed over to the ears, and the vitality of heaven and earth was attracted by them like a tumbling wave.

Hundreds of moves in a row, both sides can't help each other. The more Hong Zhen fought in his heart, the more surprised he became, he was already a cultivator in the late stage of the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and the other party felt easier to deal with.

Wu Ming is not at all like the strength of the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, in the face of Hong Zhen's fierce attack, he is at ease, calm and unhurried, and the sword moves in his hand are simple and practical, but there are hidden mysteries.

He gradually comprehended the key to Luofu's swordsmanship, and combined with the power of Yan Luodu, the momentum was huge, and he did not fall behind at all.

The people who watched the game around were attracted by the wonderful situation on the field and were deeply shocked in their hearts.

"It turns out that this is Tianjiao, and he is very far from others, like a heaven and an underground."

"So strong! It doesn't look like a Qi Refining Realm cultivator? A veteran disciple of Qinglian Peak glanced at each other and found that they were all dumbfounded, sighing to themselves.

Even the elders were shocked, the swordsmanship of the two of them was extremely refined, and their cultivation had faintly exceeded the Qi Refining Realm, and even triggered the change of Heaven and Earth Yuan Force.

Bai Jianfeng exchanged ideas with Dongfengqing, who was next to him, and realized that the sect was about to give birth to two geniuses of the foundation realm.

At this time, Hong Zhen slowly put away his contempt and stared at Wu Ming playfully: "I've been playing with you for so long, if you have this background, this competition can be over." ”

His figure flashed and disappeared from the tournament platform. Wu Ming's divine sense quickly caught that there was a qi in the sky that locked onto him.

"Swimming in the sea!" From the clouds and mist, several stout sword qi shot out, like a dragon descending into the sea, and lightning pounced on Wu Ming on the competition platform.

"Dragon Sword Technique!" One of the elders suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly.

"It turned out to be a powerful martial art of Youlong Zhenren hundreds of years ago."

"This is the famous swordsmanship of the powerhouse in the early stage of the Yuan Infant Realm"

"It seems that Hong Zhen has obtained his inheritance, God bless me Luofu Sect!"

The big elder on the review platform had a gloomy face, looking at the finals indifferently, and his grandson Hao Zilang, who had the highest voice, actually lost to Hong Zhen.

The second elder was overjoyed and looked at Hong Zhen with a relieved expression.

Wu Ming felt that the qi was locked, and a deadly sense of threat arose in his heart. At this time, it can no longer be hidden.

His expression was solemn, and the qi vortex of his whole body sucked in suddenly, and his momentum instantly rose, and a large amount of vitality poured in, and the vitality in his body converged into a small river, slamming into the membrane of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm.

Only a slight "pop" was heard, the membrane was broken, a large amount of heaven and earth vitality was used, and a force of law descended, and he broke through to the seventh layer of the qi refining realm.

In an instant, his vitality was agitated, and his cultivation became several times stronger. Wu Ming ran Yan Luo with all his might, and without any reservations, the fire element violently swept through his body, and the whole person descended like a fire god.

The strongest killer move of Luofu's swordsmanship, "Dark Fragrance Floating", was achieved with one wave. At the same time, the fire in his left hand exploded, and two fire snakes flashed out.

"Boom! Rumble! I saw two big fireballs burst out in the sky in a row.

A blackened body smashed on the competition platform, making a "bang" sound, and it was Hong Zhen, who had the upper hand before.

"It turned out to be the second layer of Yanluo Duel! Hurry up and save people! Bai Jianfeng suddenly lost his temper and shouted.

Many elders looked at Wu Ming in shock, the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm actually practiced the Peerless Yan Luo of this sect to the second layer, condensing two fire snakes!

This kind of talent was unheard of even among the disciples of Qinglian Peak and Baiyun Peak, who majored in fire-based exercises.

"Wicked! Baiyun Peak can be regarded as a complete rise. Many elders looked at Wu Jianming with envious, jealous and hateful eyes.

At this moment, Wu Jianming, the peak master of Baiyun Peak, sat firmly on the rostrum, looking light-hearted, and his eyes were about to suppress ecstasy.