On the ring of the Martial Pavilion, there were three old men in green robes, who were none other than Wang Xiuping and Huang Jiren, the elders of Yuanmu Dean, and Meng Chuanjun, the head of the courtyard.

Around the ring, in the sky, there were a few people standing in the air, they were the elders, and more people were hanging in the air, they were elite disciples, and the ground was surrounded by monks one after another, who were ordinary disciples.

The all-out contest between the elders is rare to see, and even from the sidelines is very beneficial.

"Two junior brothers, have you thought about it, do you have to fight?"

"We must fight!"

"Wang doesn't care!"

"You!"

"Okay! Since the two junior brothers have the intention to fight, remember that it is just a competition, and you can't start too hard!"

Huang Jiren and Wang Xiuping did not respond, both of them knew that this battle may not be able to distinguish between life and death, but it is absolutely impossible to retreat with their whole body, and one person will definitely be seriously injured.

Seeing this, Meng Chuanjun sighed slightly, and said: "The old man, as the head of the Yuanmu Academy, witnesses the competition between the two of you, according to the agreement, the winner gets the opportunity to go to the Yin-Yang Academy Palace to cultivate, and at the same time, the loser must agree to one of the winner's requests, do you two have any objections?"

"No!" the two said in unison.

"The competition begins!"

At the sound of an order, a powerful coercion erupted around the two of them, and the formation of the ring actually resounded slightly.

No one expected that only Huang Jiren, who was cultivated in the middle stage of foundation building, was not inferior to Wang Xiuping in the late stage of foundation building in terms of momentum.

Just the small collision at the beginning caused a burst of exclamations below.

Huang Jiren sneered, the scenery behind him was a little distorted, two streams of color appeared, one green and one purple, not only that, but among the distortions behind him, even a pavilion loomed, like a mirage, attracting everyone's attention.

Wang Xiuping's expression is calm, there are three streams of color behind him, a green, a blue, a yellow three colors contain powerful spiritual power fluctuations, not only that, among the three-color streamers, a pavilion gradually emerges, this pavilion is not really built, but it looks quite solid, as if the real existence in general, the top of the mountain hall, the eaves of the bucket arch, the carved beams and paintings, the jade pillar gold steps, in the background of the streamer, it looks very mysterious.

When he first saw the whole picture of Wang Xiuping's Spirit Palace, Huang Jiren's face was angry, at this time, he had to believe that his opponent had indeed reached the late stage of foundation building, after all, the "Spirit Palace Phantom" would not lie.

"Old ghost Wang, the old man is not in the mood to fight with you, today I will let you see the true power of the old man Wanluo Poison Sect!"

Before the words fell, dark green gas appeared around Huang Jiren's body, gathering and sticking to his body, and at the same time, the two streams of color behind him, the light was great, and it gradually merged with his body.

In a short time, the dark green gas had formed a "poison gas armor", completely enveloping Huang Jiren's body, and his body was surrounded by purple and green, as if his body was a spirit palace.

The starting style is a stunt, and the Poison Sect is born!

Seeing this, Wang Xiuping's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't expect Huang Jiren to gather poison gas so quickly, it seems that the other party really has a great increase in strength and is prepared.

A pair of big golden hands that seemed to be like substance appeared, with a metallic luster flowing on the surface, which looked very powerful, and it was Wang Xiuping's star-picking hand.

Seeing that the other party was waiting, Huang Jiren showed a mocking smile, his eyes flashed, and the only face that was exposed outside was actually covered by poison gas, and after a while, the color of the poison gas armor began to change, gradually changing from dark green to light purple.

A gust of fishy wind appeared, Wang Xiuping frowned slightly, knowing that this nail was highly toxic and should not be touched lightly.

There were some ordinary disciples in the audience, but they were infected by poisonous gas through the formation, and their bodies staggered, as if they were drunk.

Just when the disciples in the audience were unable to resist, several figures appeared, it was the other four masters of the Five Elements Sect, they all shot out in unison to strengthen the formation, and the ordinary disciples in the audience felt a little more comfortable.

"I didn't expect this Huang Jiren's poisonous skills to be so domineering!" Baili Zhenyue said.

"Lan Zhangyuan, if it were you, could you take over this work?" Yin Ze'an said.

"I don't know!"

When several masters heard this, they were slightly stunned, if it comes to defense, the defense of the earth attribute exercise is the strongest, but the hole in the defense of the water attribute exercise is the smallest, I didn't expect Lan Yudie, who was at the peak of foundation building, to be so optimistic about Huang Jiren's poisonous skills.

Not to mention the surprise in the hearts of several masters, Huang Jiren at this time had completely turned into a purple "poisonous man", his eyes were lit up with two blood-colored lights, and a big mouth like a floodgate opened open, letting out an inhuman roar.

"Wang Xiuping, you take your life!"

Huang Jiren's figure flashed and disappeared in place, and Wang Xiuping's two "big hands" struck out in one direction.

I could only hear a crisp sound of "bang", and a sound like a metal clash appeared.

Huang Jiren's figure appeared, his body was slightly blocked, and he continued to pounce towards the other party, like a peerless beast out of the cage.

Wang Xiuping didn't panic, withdrew his big hand, and quickly hit the other party.

The two big hands, which seemed to be clumsy, were extremely fast, and they slapped dozens of palms in one breath, which made onlookers dizzy.

However, Huang Jiren's speed was faster, and he didn't even hit the edge once, even if he struck so quickly.

Seeing that the blow was ineffective, Wang Xiuping sighed slightly, his eyes flashed, the spirit palace and his body were one, and after a while, his momentum increased sharply, and even Meng Chuanjun, who was watching from the sidelines, showed a look of surprise.

Wang Xiuping withdrew his Xingxing Scattering Hand, and the two big hands lost the shape of their palms, and gradually gathered around him, forming a barrier, except for the different colors, it looked almost the same as the spiritual power barrier of Jiujutsu.

At this moment, Huang Jiren had already come to the opponent's body and punched out, hitting the opponent in the chest.

There was a loud "boom", and everyone was stunned.

In the face of Huang Jiren's fist, Wang Xiuping did not resist and let the opponent hit his body.

However, this thunderous blow only caused the opponent's spiritual power barrier to dent slightly, and it did not cause the slightest damage.

Just when everyone was surprised, a sharp thorn passed through Huang Jiren's fist, and everyone looked closely, it turned out to be Wang Xiuping's spiritual power barrier that changed shape, and a three-foot-long spike protruded, taking advantage of the opponent's distraction, mercilessly piercing the opponent's arm.

"Roar!!

With a roar, Huang Jiren pulled out his arm with difficulty, and a pair of bloody eyes glared at Wang Xiuping.

At this moment, the spiritual power barrier on Wang Xiuping's chest stirred slightly, as if it was about to boil, and the next moment, more sharp thorns appeared, directly hitting Huang Jiren's body.

"Bang Bang!"

A dense blow sounded out, Huang Jiren quickly retreated, this time, the spike did not take effect, I saw that on his chest, the poison gas armor had turned dark purple, and even had a tendency to turn purple to black.

"Sure enough, there are still changes in the birth of the Poison Sect, Huang Jiren, the old man advises you not to have reservations, so as not to leave regrets. ”

Before the words fell, the aura around Wang Xiuping's body began to change, and four protrusions appeared like spring bamboo shoots breaking through the ground, like four long whips, fluttering in the wind, looking like a four-legged octopus from a distance.

"Old Ghost Wang, sure enough, your star-picking hand is not limited to the 'hand shape', but controls the form of spiritual power!"

The old man never denied it. ”

Everyone in the audience, especially a few elders, heard the conversation between the two, the expressions on their faces were a little serious, they didn't expect Wang Xiuping, who had always been smiling, that the city government was so deep, and he had been in the sect for decades, and everyone thought that he was picking stars and scattering his hands, only in the form of palms, at this moment, the thoughts in their hearts were surprisingly similar, and sure enough, the skills were all the way, and careless people could not master them.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Huang Jiren not only did not panic, but laughed strangely, the color of his poison gas armor gradually deepened, and the two colors of green and purple were actually absorbed by the body, and after a while, he turned into a pitch-black poisonous person, adding a touch of terror.

"Roar!!

There was a roar of rage, and the wind gusted.

At this time, the formation blessed by the four major masters began to shake slightly, and the ordinary disciples in the audience staggered backwards, and even the elite disciples who flew the imperial weapons in the sky showed signs of poisoning, all of which was only the impact of Huang Jiren's time before he made a move.

Seeing this, Wang Xiuping smiled slightly, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He and Huang Jiren became the elder of Yuanmu for almost the same time, one specializes in Dan Dao, the other specializes in Poison Dao, and his understanding of cultivation is completely different, he has been fighting openly and secretly, although he is a mortal enemy, he is also the person who knows himself best, but he didn't expect that it would be decades in a blink of an eye, and today's war will happen sooner or later, so let all grievances end here!