Han Bing's figure swept the air, shook his hands gently, and pinched the trick into a five-grade lotus fingerprint.

Tong Meng knew that his magic weapon was the famous Sorrowful Luan Divine Sword in the garden, and now he saw that Han Bing did not plan to use it, so he couldn't help but relax a little.

He threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart and sacrificed a simple and unpretentious square seal. This seal is earthy yellow, only half the size of a palm, and the word "square soil" is printed on it.

Tong Meng's mana urged, Fang Tuyin was like a hungry and thirsty beast, and it took off and turned into a giant seal in the blink of an eye, and it slapped down majestically.

The seal came in an instant, the strong wind blew on the face, and the thick earth aura swept down. The spirit pattern on the ring table flashed wildly, and even if there was a light curtain to protect it, it was pressed to squeak.

Han Bing's heart was not distracted, the trick was slightly moved, and a leisurely swaying lotus flower in front of him was born out of thin air, the lotus was divided into five petals, and there were five-colored clouds on it. Han Bing's five fingers stood up, and the five-colored lotus waved towards the giant seal.

In the next moment, to everyone's expectations, the huge Fang Tuyin was held up in the air by the lotus.

Tong Meng gritted his teeth and poured mana, the Fang Tu Seal flashed again and again, and the size of the seal rose wildly within a few breaths, the yellow light emitted by the seal became more condensed, and an imminent frenzied force was churning, and the power of the Fang Tu Seal was urged to the extreme.

A voice muttered: "Hey, Tong Meng has not wasted his time, and he can refine the Fang Tu Seal from his heart in just over a month." It's a pity that I met Han Bing in the first game, and this time the discussion has come to an end. ”

Yan Ci looked sideways, and saw a man in white clothes fluttering and suave, gently touching his chin and commenting. This person's popularity is extraordinary, and his eyes are shining, and he must also be a master among the monks in the fusion period.

Above the ring, as Fang Tuyin pressed fiercely, the five-colored lotus began to tremble slightly.

Han Bingxiu flicked his fingers, and a white glow swept through the five-colored lotus, and the lotus light became more abundant in an instant.

Fang Tuyin only lasted for a few breaths, and suddenly let out a wail and walked back.

The group cultivators were stunned, Han Bing's advanced fusion period was not long, and now with the lotus flower and magic weapon of the mana void, he can still defeat the enemy with one move, this kind of cultivation is really amazing.

Tong Meng quickly put away the Fang Tuyin, and said with a wry smile: "Senior sister's Taoism is profound, and she is willing to bow to the wind." After that, they gave Han Bing and Chu Shan a long look respectively, and left from the stage.

Chu Shan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "This kid is unscrupulous. ”

Yan Ci couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Tong Meng was already a monk in the fusion period when he first started, and now he is being overtaken by Han Bing, presumably he is also quite depressed in his heart.

For several days in a row, the dojo was crowded with people, and the ten-year event attracted the attention of everyone in Tongchen Garden.

Luo Wangshu, the owner of the garden, has been here for a moment in his busy schedule, and the fairy Wangshu is respectful and prestigious, and he has the appearance of sinking fish and geese, and he is full of romance. There are a lot of disciples who have not had the opportunity to see his face for several years, so although his fragrance is fleeting, the atmosphere in the field is also extremely hot, and everyone is proud to see Luo Wangshu with their own eyes.

So far, Yan Ci has fought several battles, and defeated several of his peers with only one iris fairy sword, and he has suddenly become famous among young disciples, and there are even rumors in the garden that he is a disciple of the main seat of the Blue Immortal Peak.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and after the disciples were stunned, what followed was deep envy and jealousy.

Lu Nan sighed, feeling quite lost, Luo Mu said with a loveless expression on his face: "It's unreasonable, Uncle Qingming actually chose this stunned young man to be his apprentice!"

Chen Cang'er was not shocked, and said leisurely: "Don't be jealous, beware of annoying this backer!"

Luo Mu's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "It makes sense, there are still things to do in the future." ”

Yan Ci hurriedly smiled: "If it involves Senior Sister Ying'er, don't mention it." ”

Luo Mu was slightly choked and complained: "It's really not interesting, Lao Tzu hasn't said it yet." ”

Chen Cang'er smiled and said: "Idlers are fine, what else can a fat thief do?"

At this point, there were still 30 winners in the rotation and fusion periods, and there were several winning teams.

In order to prevent the disciples from being dissatisfied and causing trouble in private, the rules of the Dao Discussion require that they not compete for the upper and lower rankings, so they only need to face off two more rounds before the Dao Discussion Conference can come to an end.

In other words, the lottery will be divided into 20 people to defend and 10 people to attack, and the attacker will choose the defender to compete at will, and the winner will be promoted to the top 20.

The same goes for the top 10 and the Debate team.

The dojo was silent, and the group of cultivators stared blankly at the four beauties with outstanding appearance in the audience, the beauties were either gentle and dignified, or bright and enchanting, or glamorous, or romantic, and they were the long-renowned "Four Sisters of the Outer Courtyard" of Tongchen Yuan, namely Huaxi of the Bowei Yuan, Lin Tianxiang of the Chuanyu Yuan, Ye Weishuang of the Dicui Yuan and Meiying of the Liudan Yuan.

The four sisters put the small and delicate wooden plaque into the sealed box and shook it, and instructed the commentators and the representatives of the Commentator team to draw lots.

The group cultivators lined up in four columns in turn to get the number plate. Yan Ci drew the 22nd as the attacker, the fragrant wind attacked, and the nightingale followed and drew the 9th as the defender.

Yan Ci can choose any defender to compete, and Nightingale has half the chance of being bye.

Nightingale thought she was unknown, and threatened that if Yan Ci chose her to talk about Taoism, Zhun Bao would break Yan Ci's legs, Yan Ci seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly patted her ass and said that Nightingale was proficient in Taoism, and it was a piece of cake to enter the finals, and she flattered Nightingale with a smile.

After a short night's rest, the next morning's discussion hall was full of enthusiasm, and now the remaining cultivators are all skilled in Taoism, and everyone wants to feast their eyes on it.

In the corner of the ring, the defender cultivator is like a monkey in the juggling place, and whoever wants to come and see it can pull it out and take a look. They lined up silently, feeling uneasy in their hearts, like concubines in the forbidden garden of the imperial palace waiting for the emperor to flop.

Ouyang Xiaorong challenged in the first round, only to see him dressed in purple, with a faint smile on his lips, he glanced around and noticed a certain black-clothed monk, and said with a smile: "Senior brother has won all battles, please forgive me for offending." ”

The black-clothed monk was Liao Yi, his black face was black and black, and finally he said indifferently: "I am full of ambition, and I don't know if the smooth road will end." ”

Ouyang Xiaorong's eyes suddenly filled with war, and he said freely: "Come on, don't take advantage of your tongue in vain." ”

Seeing this, the adjudicator Ye Weishuang bowed slightly, and ordered the rest of the disciples to step down and wait. Ouyang Xiaorong flicked the storage ring and offered a simple and solemn fairy sword, the blade of which was as clean as ice.

Ouyang Xiaorong said to himself: "This sword is called Broken Shadow, and it is the nemesis of Your Excellency's Candle Shadow Axe. ”

Liao Yi still held up the dim-colored candle shadow axe and sneered, "You'll know if you try it." The candle shadow axe waved in the air, and the axe shadow was agitated, dazzling, and the momentum went straight to the opposite side.

The Shadow Breaking Sword raised a low roar, the white light suddenly blazing, and the axe shadow came with nothing to hide, accompanied by a strange sound, the shadow screen turned into wisps of green smoke and disappeared into the air.

Liao Yi looked slightly stunned, then his palms tightened, and he picked up the axe and opened his arms lightly to chop, this move was an understatement, as simple and meticulous as chopping wood.

Ouyang Xiaorong didn't expect him to be so bold, but he did this simple hack without protection in close combat, he only needed to take advantage of the gap sword and spit out, and he was absolutely sure that he could kill him on the stage.

However, the rules of the Tao are irrefutable, how dare he dare to kill his fellow disciples?

The opportunity is fleeting, and even if he can kill his opponent when the axe blade is close to his body, he will inevitably be split in half by the sharp axe, and he can only block with the sword in his busy schedule.

The axe shadow scurried suddenly, and the left and right were danced vigorously, and the violent and swift axe blade fell on the spine of the sword, and the Shadow Breaking Fairy Sword screamed, and the glow was scattered.

The candle shadow axe looks ugly, but the thing is cheap and hard, and the body is cut as if nothing happened.

Ouyang Xiaorong was shaken, and he took a few steps back. Liao Yi performed the escape technique like a shadow, and an axe followed one axe after another, and the axe technique was rough but very practical.

Ouyang Xiaorong was not in a hurry, he still gritted his teeth and drove the fairy sword to block, every time he took an axe, the fairy sword glow weakened by one point, and it was so hard to block several times, only to hear a soft click, the shadow breaking sword glow completely collapsed, and it was split into two sections.

The tip of the sword whined, and then fell weakly into the ring.

Ouyang Xiaorong suddenly let out a roar, no longer caring about the candle shadow axe that slashed above his head, and raised his wrist to thrust half of the sword in his palm into Liao Yi's throat like a spark.

This kind of fighting that ended up in the same end frightened the onlookers, and several people couldn't help but scream. Two cold cords suddenly appeared in Ye Weishuang's palm, wanting to stop the decisive battle in time when the killing move was about to start.

Liao Yi was taken aback, although his moves were fierce, but not to the point of sparing his life, at the critical moment, the candle shadow axe was horizontal, and the half-cut Shadow Breaking Sword swung out for a few points, and the cold blade swept through the neck and drew blood.

Liao Yi secretly exclaimed luck, and suddenly saw Ouyang Xiaorong's killing moves, that kind of thunder and electric anger instantly transformed into bloody bravery, and the two palms swirled and danced several wind blades in a row to break through the wind and slash, Liao Yi led the axe to block one by one, and suddenly the offensive and defensive momentum reversed.

Ouyang Xiaorong is famous, and he doesn't need to rely on the Five Elements Technique to fight hard without just relying on his five elements technique. The Wind Channeling Technique was amazing, and between the manipulation of the Law Seal, the power of the wind condensed into two intertwined wind dragons, the white smoke was light and thin, but the sharp and abnormal wind scales stretched arbitrarily, whistling and whistling the blade of the axe and erupting into a piercing scream.

Liao Yi wielded the candle shadow axe through the wind and rain, rolled up the whirlpool and pulled the power to resist. Such a non-compromising effort is used to carry out electric shocks full of typhoons, and the killing moves are vertical and horizontal.

Suddenly, Ouyang Xiaorong did not raise dust under his feet, and his figure suddenly approached Liao Yi, and a white smoke palm print slapped Liao Yi's chest and abdomen, and Liao Yi's blood gushed out, falling out of the ring like dead wood.

Ouyang Xiaorong's face was pale, his body was shaky, and his waist and ribs were torn apart by the blade light of the Candle Shadow Axe. The victory and defeat have been divided, but the result is that both sides have lost, and there has never been such a tragic scene since the beginning of the discussion.

Ye Weishuang sighed secretly, her incense sleeves fluttered, and the volley sprinkled with a piece of glow wrapped up the injured bodies of the two people, and escaped to the sparse forest outside the field to help heal the wounds.

There was a lot of noise outside the ring, and they all spoke out to accuse Liao Yi of being ruthless and not knowing how to lift him. Ouyang Xiaorong is suave and suave, and he is also exquisite, and he is quite popular in the garden.

On the other hand, Liao Yi competed for several games, he was very vicious, and his words and conversations were even more unruly, and the group of cultivators judged people by their appearance, so they naturally lacked a good impression of him, thinking that Liao Yi's defeat was deserved today, and no one applauded that Miao was simply blessed by his ancestors!

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