Yang Jian didn't dare to be careless, but he didn't immediately take out the three-pointed two-edged knife, but took a deep breath and used the power of the third layer to blast towards the demon slaying pestle.

Wei Hu didn't expect Yang Jian to be so big, although he was just a temptation, but this was a spirit treasure that could suppress the evil spirit, and the other party dared to shake it with his body?

In the horror, Yang Jian's fist and Wei Hu's demon slaying pestle had already collided heavily.

But when he heard a loud noise, the entire ring seemed to be heavily stepped on by a giant, and it shook three times in an instant, so frightened that the elders who were maintaining the enchantment next to them hurriedly increased their strength.

And the onlookers didn't expect that there would be another master who could shake the seed player, and they couldn't help but shout excitedly.

"Look! Finally someone can fight Yang Jian!"

"Yes, yes, this group A was too boring before, everyone who met Yang Jian surrendered directly, I suspect that there is an insider!"

"Suspicious fart! Didn't you see Yu Qing who had intercepted the sect before? That's the fourth generation of disciples of the sect!"

"Who is this guy?

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The audience did not recognize Wei Hu for a while, after all, Wei Hu, like his master Dao Xingzun, has always been low-key, so it is clear that Wei Hu's strength is very strong, but few people know him.

At the same time, the eyes of the Twelve Golden Immortals in the attic on the high platform were also placed on Yang Jian and Wei Hu from the spirit beads, after all, both of them were disciples of the third generation of the Teaching, and they were two of them's apprentices, which also made everyone present interested in watching.

Especially Taiyi Zhenren, although his apprentice's admission of defeat just now made him a little speechless, but the apprentice's pure heart still made him feel a little relieved, after all, no one wants to accept an apprentice is a cold-blooded white-eyed wolf.

"Senior Brother Daoxing, Yang Jian was very powerful just now, and now that your disciple encounters it, I'm afraid he will have to suffer!"

At this time, Fuxian Zhenren, who felt that he was watching a good show, looked at Dao Xingzun with a smile, and faintly began to provoke again in his words.

"Yes, yes, I heard that Senior Brother Yuding gave him this apprentice to cultivate, but we taught the Nine Turns Xuangong that no one has successfully cultivated, and the strength of the people is unfathomable!"

Venerable Manjushri also hurriedly echoed.

Cihang Zhenren looked at his grandson and found that after his eyes and nose and heart, he secretly scolded the old fox, and he didn't say a word.

Guang Chengzi, the head of the twelve golden immortals, frowned when he heard this, but there was still nothing.

After all, although he is the first of the twelve golden immortals, his status is equal, and he has no right to go to anything, but he is extremely unhappy with the two of Fuxian Zhenren and Manjushri Guangfa Venerable in his heart.

Moreover, he decided to wait for the time to report to Teacher Randeng, and let the teacher restrain the two junior disciples.

After listening to the intentional provocation of the two senior brothers, Dao Xingzun did not have any anger, but smiled calmly: "What the two senior brothers said is extremely true, so this is also the reason why I let the disciples come to the conference, not to win or lose, but to experience!"

"Senior brother's good!" Taiyi Zhenren, who had been watching the two Fuxian Zhenren on the side for a long time, couldn't help but scream, and then looked at the Fuxian Zhenren who didn't look good: "It's the two junior brothers, let's have a good relationship with this election conference, after all, if you can't find a disciple again, I'm afraid that the catastrophe will come, and you will ...... it."

In the latter words, Taiyi Zhenren did not come out, but Fuxian Zhenren and Manjushri Guangfa Venerable both changed their faces, not very good-looking, after all, this is also an unspeakable hidden thing, seeing that Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren, and even Dao Xingzun have found apprentices who can help them fulfill their precepts, how can they not be anxious? How not to be anxious?

But their search for apprentices is not as simple as others, not only do they require qualifications, heels and backgrounds, but most importantly, they have to have that fate in the dark, so until now, the two have not received satisfactory apprentices.

At this moment, after hearing Taiyi's sarcasm, the two of them secretly hated each other, and decided that they must give this senior brother a little color when they have a chance in the future.

As if he hadn't heard a few words of battle, his gaze had not moved a single bit on Yang Jian's body.

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In the ring.

Yang Jian and Wei Hu each took three steps back, both looking at each other in surprise.

Yang Jian was surprised that this Demon Suppression Pestle was indeed worthy of being a Ancestral Spirit Treasure comparable to the Fan Seal, and the pure power alone was so powerful, while Wei Hu was shocked by Yang Jian's physical body, and it also refreshed his cognition of the body refiner.

In his opinion, the only one who can shake the Ancestral Spirit Treasure with his body is probably the Wu clan in the legend.

Thinking of this, Wei Hu took a deep breath, his eyes became completely solemn, because of Yang Jian's strength, he had decided not to test anymore and go all out.

Yang Jian felt Wei Hu's seriousness, and the surging power in his body surged, and at the same time, the second turn of the Nine Turns Xuangong was running to the extreme, and infinite power swept through his body.

"Drink!"

Yang Jian roared and rushed towards Wei Hu in an instant At the same time, all the power of the Nine Turns Xuangong gathered on his fist, only to see an invisible force tearing the entire space sizzling, Wei Hu's face changed, and he also roared "Demon suppression", and in an instant, a golden brilliance was released from the demon suppression pestle in his hand.

Rumble!

A loud bang that was tens of thousands of times louder than before instantly swept the entire venue, and at the same time, the protective prohibition of the ring was instantly shattered, and some disciples who were competing were suddenly turned on their backs, so it was not messy.

The corners of the elder's mouth were sweet, and he forcibly swallowed the blood that poured into his mouth, and then roared, exerting all his strength, and the ring was once again enveloped by a powerful protective prohibition.

However, Yang Jian and Wei Hu, who were in the center of the ring, slid backwards for hundreds of steps this time, and the hard ring was rubbed into two long marks.

"Cool!"

Yang Jian calmed down the churning qi and blood, roared in a good mood, and his eyes began to redden.

If you are familiar with him, you will know that Yang Jian has completely entered the battle state at this moment, and if Yang Jian in this state does not fall, he will only become more and more crazy.

Wei Hu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, forced himself to press the shock in his heart, and his heart collapsed to the extreme.

That's right, the Demon Suppression Pestle is indeed the Ancestral Spirit Treasure, but with his current cultivation of Xuan Immortal, he can't exert the power of one of the Ten Thousand Immortal Ancestors at all, but even so, the ordinary Xuan Immortal will also end up in ashes under this blow.

But Yang Jian......

Looking at the senior brother with high fighting spirit in the distance, Wei Hu smiled bitterly in his heart, but also a wave of unconvincing, he is also a third-generation disciple, he has the Ancestral Spirit Treasure, and the other party is bare-handed, will he still lose?

With this in mind, Wei Hu roared "Demon Suppression" and rushed towards Yang Jian again.

For a while, the two fought non-stop in the ring......

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