After the chief referee Hao Shaowen glanced at the entire fighting field, he immediately announced: "Now that the finals have officially begun, the monks who did not rush to the finals but entered the semifinals will now challenge the defenders after the ninety-first place!"

As soon as the chief referee Hao Shaowen's words fell, a monk in Tsing Yi flew out of the crowd and stood firmly under the hundredth ring.

"I'll challenge the defenders of the hundredth ring!"

There was a spark in the eyes of the monk in Tsing Yi, it was clear that he had a holiday with the monk in the hundredth ring.

"Permission!"

The referee in charge of the ninety-first to hundredth rings immediately said.

"Hmph, just let me, a monk who didn't make it to the finals, weigh you in the middle, so that you know if you're qualified to enter the finals!"

After the monk finished speaking, he cast a light body spell and flew into the hundredth ring.

Immediately, a twisting and twisting strange spirit weapon was sacrificed by him, and when the spirit weapon waved, there were eight spirit weapons of the same shape, and they attacked the defenders in a swarm, and the eight spirit weapons turned into eight silver blades, and they shot at the defenders in a fierce encirclement.

"Spiritual artifact in the set!"

Immediately under the ring, a knowledgeable monk exclaimed.

As long as the monk holds the mother spirit weapon, he can control several child spirit weapons to attack the enemy at the same time, so that the opponent is unable to defend against it, and the end is extremely powerful.

Due to its high cost and high price, monks who can own a set of spiritual weapons are generally not too worthy.

The defenders didn't panic at all when they saw the eight silver blades of the Tsing Yi monk flying. He sneered a few times, and then revealed something that had just been taken out of the storage bag, which was a yellow umbrella-shaped spirit weapon.

The defender did not take this umbrella out of his hand, but unhurriedly held the umbrella when the eight silver lights attacked him, and as a result, a round yellow ball of light like a defensive shield immediately covered the defender's whole body, and when the silver blade touched the ball of light, a series of crackling and strange roars erupted, easily bounce all the silver blades.

This umbrella is actually a medium-grade defensive magic weapon, and it looks like the defense is not low.

The monk in Tsing Yi suddenly turned extremely pale, for this battle, he almost exhausted his savings over the years, and bought this set of spiritual weapons at a high price in a certain spiritual weapon shop, he wanted to defeat the other party under the other party's surprise, but he didn't expect that it didn't play a big role at all, and was easily resolved by the other party.

The defender laughed wildly, with a smug look on his face. It's no wonder that since he got this "Huangling Umbrella", he has never been injured by a Qi cultivation period monk, and he has escaped countless dangers with this umbrella. Now seeing the astonished face of the monk in Tsing Yi, he is naturally very happy.

The monk in Tsing Yi sighed, pinched the law, and with a finger of his hand, summoned all eight spiritual weapons back, and fell back into his hand to reveal their original form.

The defender didn't know what the Tsing Yi monk had planned after he took back the set of spiritual weapons, but he was self-defended and began to attack wholeheartedly, only to see that he commanded a small knife spirit weapon and launched an extremely fierce attack, the knife was manipulated by him like a shock, flying up and down around the Tsing Yi monk non-stop, trying to kill the Tsing Yi monk when he missed a blow and was distracted, so as to avoid future troubles.

The green-clothed monk shouted "oops", hurriedly sacrificed a black flying shield to protect his whole body, and flew out of the ring while the flying shield blocked the flying knife. Looking at him like that, it is obvious that he directly admits defeat.

"Challenge failed, next!"

When the referee saw the monk in Tsing Yi fleeing the ring, he immediately said loudly.

"I'm going to challenge the defenders of the ninety-sixth ring!"

As soon as the words fell, a charming and moving girl flew to the ninety-sixth ring. The girl's green face had a charming charm on it, and it looked charming.

"This girl is the most eye-catching monk of the Yan family in this Purple Light City Family Ranking Competition, her name is Yan Aomei!"

"I remember that ten days ago, her cultivation was only at the sixth level of the Qi cultivation period, how could she have broken through to the seventh layer of the advanced Qi cultivation period just after ten days?"

"From the sixth layer of the Qi training period to the seventh layer of the Qi training period, it is a hurdle, and she has passed it in just ten days!"

"Yan Aomei, this little girl is not a master to be messed with, she launched a madness ten days ago, even in the late stage of ordinary qi training, she is not her opponent, not to mention that she is already a late stage of qi cultivation cultivator!"

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Hearing everyone's discussions, Yan Batian, who was lazily sitting in the fourth ring and napping, couldn't help but sweep his eyes to ring ninety-six.

"Hey! This snob actually broke through before the finals, oh! I know, so that's the case, cousin Yangtian, you are really generous, you are willing to give this snob a pill!"

After thinking about this, Yan Batian immediately closed his eyes lazily, lay down on the comfortable pear flower chair softly, and hummed an unknown minor tone in his mouth.

"Permission!"

The referee said expressionlessly, like a machine.

Performing the "Wind Resisting Technique" and flying into the ring lightly, Yan Aomei raised her hand without thinking, and threw out the silver hook of the spiritual weapon that had just been clasped in her hand, and the silver hook turned into a silver light, directly attacking the middle-aged monk with evil aura standing in the ring.

The middle-aged monk sneered and said, "It's just a small skill of carving insects, and I will also take it out and show off!"

Immediately, he blessed himself with a defensive shield in a hurry, and with a flick of his hand, he threw out a small golden sword spirit weapon, and a golden power shot towards the silver hook spirit weapon with unrivaled power.

Suddenly, the golden sword intercepted the silver hook halfway, and the two spirit weapons met in mid-air, and in a burst of "crackling" sound, the fight was so lively, looking like that, it would be difficult to distinguish the winner for a while and a half.

Seeing this, Yan Aomei didn't have the slightest surprise on her pretty face, and said slowly, "Really, then you can try this again!"

As soon as she patted the storage bag, she saw an extra red talisman in Yan Aomei's hand, and the next moment, a huge ball of fire went straight towards the middle-aged monk.

With a loud "boom", the middle-aged monk's defensive shield was red and red, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sky-high fire, making the defensive shield burn straight to the "sizzle".

"What a powerful fireball talisman, the beauty is really willing to do it!

On the other side of the ring, the voice of a middle-aged monk suddenly came, and he said to Yan Aomei with a smile.

If it was in the face of other female monks, the middle-aged monk would inevitably make a joke, but knowing that the other party was a female monk of the Yan family who had been in the limelight recently, he could only helplessly leave his mouth behind.