If the eyes could kill, the two would have been killed hundreds of times by the female cultivators on Jiyun Mountain.

And when the Demon Lin of the Heavenly Sect heard Guan Shan's shameless words, his face twitched slightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

Some of the male cultivators also looked at the two of them with admiration, and the two of them were even more proud.

I don't know if it was the disciples of those sects next to him, but his eyes pretended to watch the battle on the stage, and his ears were pricked up, listening to Guan Shan and Luo Mubai's comments on the female cultivators of various sects, and they were talking exaggeratedly.

Ming Wang felt countless cold gazes coming from all around, and calmly moved a few steps to the side, pretending that he didn't recognize the expressions of these two fools.

Ming Wang really couldn't listen to it anymore, and with a finger in an instant, he cast a soundproof formation to isolate the two people's gushing words.

In this way, those cold eyes were removed.

Ming Wang also breathed a sigh of relief, these two people were so open-mouthed, and one day they would be cleaned up by these women.

When Mingwang was in Yunyang Village, he often heard such a song, and there was a sentence that Mingwang still remembers vividly, 'The woman under the mountain is a tiger, and you must avoid it when you encounter it!'

The person who can compose this song is deeply touched and has a trace of vigilance against the women in the world.

And in front of them are all tigers who have cultivated to perfection, and they are about to draw their swords at every turn.

Mingwang said secretly, ask for more blessings, you two!

The two of them still talked as if no one was around.

After Ming Wang isolated the voices of the two, some monks next to him also reluctantly looked at the high platform again.

This time the confrontation is also very dangerous, both of them are monks in the late stage of foundation building, and their means are not weak, and each blow is directed to the vital point.

However, in the end, the Daomen disciples missed one move, and it ended with a great victory for the disciples of the Tongtian Sect.

The monks of the Daomen were seriously injured and were led down by others.

Half a day later, after seven or eight battles between Daomen and Tongtian Sect, each had a victory or defeat, and the losers were all seriously injured and dying.

In contrast, the Daomen side has more defeats and fewer wins

The Daomen and the Tongtian Sect have been fighting for thousands of years, and the grievances between the two sides have long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow and are extremely difficult to resolve.

As long as you shoot, if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

And on the Qiji Mountain, the people of the Daomen are dozens of times more than the disciples of the Tongtian Sect, and the people of the Daomen are all sad when they see this result.

The disciples of the Tongtian Sect are not only ruthless but also not weak in cultivation, and the demon Lin led by them has not yet made a move.

In the end, it was Wang Sheng of the Qiyun Sect who saw that all the disciples on the Dao Sect side were depressed before he made a move, and defeated the two disciples of the Tongtian Sect in a row with his own strength to turn the situation around.

The disciples of the Taoist sect also had a great increase in their confidence.

At this time, after defeating two Tongtian Sect disciples in a row, Wang Sheng also had some exhaustion.

Despite this, Wang Sheng still stood on the stage, like a god, his clothes fluttering, hunting in the mountain wind.

At this time, Wan Sheng was like an ancient god, his eyes were contemptuous of everything in the world, and a never-say-die momentum suddenly rose on his body.

It was the demon of the Tongtian Sect who saw that Wang Sheng, who was like a god, also frowned slightly, and the Heart Dao Wang Sheng, this person can be ranked ninth on the Qingyun List, and the supernatural means are indeed not weak.

"Tsk, Wang Sheng, this kid is really damn majestic, if the Taoist master is like this that day, I don't know how many fairies and witches will be attracted to give him a hug. Guan Shan looked at the majestic Wang Sheng and couldn't help but say with envy.

Luo Mubai also nodded involuntarily, and said secretly, this is a model for my generation.

Ming Wang had a black line at this time, and secretly said that these two people were really open-mouthed.

The two of them finally stopped, and at this time, looking at the god-like Wang Sheng, their hearts began to yearn for the path of immortality again.

Among the disciples of the Tongtian Sect, a figure fell on the high platform in an instant, and the person who came was thin and small, but he was full of demonic energy, looking at Wang Sheng's eyes with a fierce light.

"Daoist friends defeated the two major disciples of my Tongtian Sect with the strength of one person, which really makes me admire. The voice was low and hoarse.

"Needless to say. Wang Sheng was not shocked, the black long knife in his hand was like a long rainbow through the sun, and a black knife slashed towards the comer.

The disciples of the Tongtian Sect are not such kind people, and as he spoke, a black long banner shook in his hand, and a demon cloud in the long banner swept away, turning into a demon giant claw, and grabbed towards Wang Sheng's black sword.

This Tongtian Sect disciple is not a weak person, the black claws are like ancient beasts poking out of the void, and the evil qi is rolling, and as soon as he takes the black sword, he instantly crushes the sword to pieces.

After the black devil's claw crushed the knife, he still didn't give up and grabbed towards Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng's body moved, like a bolt of lightning, and he instantly broke away from the claws of the devil, and turned around and slashed towards the disciple of the Tongtian Sect.

The thin Tongtian Sect disciple waved the long banner in his hand at will, and a cloud of demonic qi was born in the long flag, and the Tongtian Sect disciple's body was hidden in it as soon as he drilled into the demonic qi.

The sword in Wang Sheng's hand remained unchanged, directly turning into a few zhang in size, and the sharpness of the knife pierced through the void.

This sword has the power to open the mountain, and it will cut through that demonic qi in an instant.

The demonic qi was split by Wang Sheng, and the rolling demonic qi rolled backwards to both sides, and there was no Tongtian Sect disciple among them.

Suddenly, Wang Sheng's eyebrows jumped, his back was cold, and a giant claw grabbed his back.

Wang Sheng was instantly attacked by the disciples of the Tongtian Sect, and flew out, and Wang Sheng, who was in the air, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of essence blood, and instantly stood firmly in the void.

Wang Sheng's face remained unchanged, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

Under this grasp, Wang Sheng's talisman was directly broken by him, and the huge force caused Wang Sheng's viscera to be damaged, and the qi and blood in the dantian were churning.

Wang Sheng's mana suppressed the injury, and the black long knife in his hand also flickered.

The Tongtian Sect disciple was also shocked, he didn't expect this Wang Sheng to be so powerful, if it was in his heyday, he would definitely not be this person's opponent, he defeated two Tongtian Sect disciples in a row, and he also suffered a blow from his own claws, since he still has the strength to fight.

His face couldn't help but become solemn, and he re-examined the Wang Sheng in front of him.

After Wang Sheng suppressed the injury, he looked at the Tongtian Sect disciple in front of him, sneered, and said, "Yes, you can actually hurt Wang, you are still the first." ”

This Tongtian Sect disciple's face became hideous, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I will not only hurt you, but also kill you. ”

"The tone is not small, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it. Wang Sheng said.

"Arrogance!" The Tongtian Sect disciple shouted violently, and above the long flag, the demon cloud rolled up, instantly turning into a huge sword light, and slashed towards Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng's face remained unchanged and said, "It's good to come." ”

The long black knife in his hand screamed, and the sword swept through the void, with an indomitable momentum.

Wang Sheng's mana in the dantian at this time was not strong, and he was seriously injured, but his face was still as if nothing had happened, and he was very powerful.

"When did Qi Yunzong come out with such a powerful character. Guan Shan's face was solemn, and he looked at Wang Sheng on the stage and said.

In the face of the wheel battle of the Tongtian Sect, he defeated two of the monks in the late stage of foundation building in a row, and now he still has such momentum and concentration, his Dao must not be weak.

"A role model for my generation. Luo Mubai is also admired.

Ming Wang looked at the stage silently and did not speak, and he also had a lot of feelings in his heart.

The Demon Presence of the Tongtian Sect was also solemn.

Among the people of the Tongtian Sect, only the Demon Lin has never ascended to the high platform of the Dao, if this person still can't defeat Wang Sheng, he will ask him to come to the stage in person.

In this way, the Tongtian Sect's disciple's plan to establish authority among the many Dao Sects failed.

The Ten Thousand Saints of the Qiyun Sect defeated the three major disciples of the Tongtian Sect in one fell swoop, and to say this would be to fall the prestige of the Tongtian Sect.

At this time, the battle between the two on the stage had already entered the white heat, and the attack was fierce, completely disregarding their own safety.

The demon clouds were agitated, the swords were vertical and horizontal, and the sound of shouting came from the demon clouds.

Everyone in the audience was holding their breath and staring at the two people fighting on the stage.

Suddenly, a black sword shot up into the sky, breaking through the sky, like a huge black crescent, and the clouds in the sky were stirred.

A knife has the power to open the world, and with an explosion, countless gravel flew everywhere, and Jiyun Mountain shook slightly like an earthquake.

The demonic clouds dispersed, and a huge knife mark several feet deep appeared on the high platform, spanning the entire high platform.

And the disciple of the Tongtian Sect was lying on the sidelines, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Wang Sheng was single-handed, half-kneeling on the high platform, his chest was blood-red, and the breath on his body was extremely weak.

"Senior brother!" one of the people in the crowd instantly rushed onto the high platform and supported Wang Sheng, who was about to fall.

This person held Wang Sheng, took out a bottle of pill from the storage bag, and poured out a pale cyan pill for Wang Sheng to swallow, Wang Sheng's pale face was slightly flushed.

This person's face also eased, and he helped Wang Sheng off the high platform.

The Tongtian Sect was also helped down by the rest of the disciples.

Among the monks who were familiar with Wang Sheng, they went to visit.

"The Heavenly Sect Demon Coming asks you for advice. The voice of the Demon Presence was like a spike, falling directly into the crowd.

At this time, the demon is really like a fairy in the devil, with a cold face and a haughty demeanor, standing alone on the high platform with immortal power, its momentum is indomitable, and with its cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, many monks in Jiyun Mountain have been suppressed.

Many monks couldn't help but look up at the high platform, it was really a fairy in the devil, black flying, with a cold expression, and eyes like torches, which made people dare not look directly.

At this time, the Daomen side was a little embarrassed, and Wang Sheng, who was ranked ninth on the Qingyun List, was already seriously injured at this time.

However, among the many Taoist monks present, none of them have cultivated more than Wang Sheng, and no one has the confidence to defeat the demon fairy, the demon Lin.

Demon Lin watched as none of the many Daomen monks came to the stage, and then he spoke again, his voice like a fallen leaf floating in Jiyun Mountain.

The Daomen also looked at each other.

The demonic mana was drumming, and a black demonic qi slowly floated out from its body, forming a huge black humanoid phantom behind it.

"Why, no one in the Dao Gate dares to fight!" Demon Lin's voice was full of majesty.

Many Daomen scolded one after another, but no one dared to go on stage, knowing that they were not the opponents of Demon Lin.