"I finally arrived at these two sects, and I waited for a long time. Shen Kongming rubbed his hands excitedly.

The first game has begun, and the first solo player has already entered, the one from the Wangshan Sword Sect is a young man in purple robes, holding a spirit sword with a thunder attribute in his hand, which is obviously a thunder spirit root;

"The Wangshan Sword Sect is Mu Xingye and Lei Linggen Sword Cultivator, and the Taiyi Sect is Jiang Qian and Jin Linggen Sword Cultivator. Mo Ghost's eyes flashed with the factor of doing things, "It's worth seeing, I can feel the smell of gunpowder on both sides from such a distance." ”

"They are both from the four major families in the Eastern Regions, from the top ten sects in the mainland, and with the grudge entanglements that are constantly sorted out and chaotic, these two people must not fight to the ground?" Shen Kongming's expression was the same as hers.

As he spoke, the following game had begun.

As soon as the two of them made a move, they showed no mercy at all, and they came up with the ultimate hard encounter.

Mu Xingye's sword with a domineering sword aura went towards the other party's front door, one move after another, without a pause in between. Of course, Jiang Qian on the opposite side was not far behind, his shot was tricky, with the unique style of the Jiang family's swordsmanship, and he was drawn a sword if he was not careful. In just half an hour, there were no less than a dozen wounds on the Taoist robes on the two of them, deep and shallow, staining their clothes red.

The expressions of the Mo Ghost and the others had gradually become distorted, and the wound was painful to look at.

"This is a real fight!" the little monk's eyes and nose wrinkled together, and he shuddered.

"What do you think?" Shen Kongming looked at it and felt that the fight was hard enough, this may be the most intense since the start of the game.

And the consequence of the murderous fight between the two people is that the spiritual power is consumed, and the time is twice as short as the normal competition, and they are looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

Mu Xingye stared at him closely, the sword just now hurt his calf, and now is the opportunity. After colliding again, Jiang Qian took a step back, but because his left calf staggered back, Mu Xingye seized the time point, urged the thunder seed in his body, and slashed down with a sword move with the power of thunder.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qian did not raise his right hand holding the sword, but stretched out his left arm, which was in a gray state, and Mu Xingye's sword landed on it with a crisp sound, and he only took half a step back, but instead took this opportunity to stab the sword in his right hand into the opponent's lower abdomen.

Mu Xingye's sword hit him on the arm, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly retreated with his strength, leaving a long gash in his lower abdomen. Jiang Qian didn't intend to let him go, followed closely, suppressed his position, and forced him to the edge of the ring.

The two of them were extra careful when they arrived here, Jiang Qian was the one who attacked, controlling his position and always being on the inside, and there was a stalemate for a moment.

Mu Xingye also kept an eye on his position at all times, blocking the opponent's sword and moving a step towards the middle of the ring, his eyes looked at Jiang Qian fiercely, and the purple flashed on it, which was a divine sense attack that matched his Lei Linggen.

Jiang Qian might as well for a while, just in time, a trace of coolness rose from his back, and when he woke up, he realized that he had received a blow, and he wanted to retreat before his steps landed, but he was forced out of the field by Mu Xingye's next sword, and one foot was just outside the ring.

"Wangshan Sword Sect wins!"

Everyone in the venue applauded unconsciously, accompanied by cheers, and the two played really wonderfully.

Mu Xingye returned backstage without much smile, and silently applied medicine to the wound.

Looking at the back of Mu Xingchen who was about to go out, he still advised, be careful, and don't tolerate a trace of sloppiness. These two brothers look very similar, but the temperament of the whole body is completely different, but it is easy to distinguish, Mu Xingye in purple is silent and introverted, and Mu Xingchen in white is more active, and he smiles when he sees people.

His opponent was Shi Qingxi, a historian who was also from one of the four major families in the Eastern Regions, and was also one of several female cultivators who were famous at this exchange meeting.

"I finally saw this Mu Linggen's sword cultivator. "Mo Ghost stared at her, Shi Qingxi was famous not only because she represented the Taiyi Sect, but also because of her spiritual root, which was one of the few solo players who was a Wood Spirit Root monk.

After a round of confrontation in the audience, the first test was carried out, although there was no-for-tat in the previous game, but the fight was also extremely fierce. Moreover, these two people are currently led by Shi Qingxi and have been in a state of attack, while Mu Xingchen is more on the defensive, which shows that her swordsmanship is not as gentle as she looks.

Shi Qingxi forced him to the edge of the ring, about one-fifth of the position, of course, it could be seen that Mu Xingchen was also deliberate, and it was unknown who was the prey.

One step to the position near the center, Shi Qingxi took advantage of the gap when he turned around and slammed out, and the whole person jumped up, and under Mu Xingchen's feet, two purple vines grew at some point, and the thorns on them were all black, obviously containing toxins.

Mu Xingchen reacted quickly, and wanted to jump out of this range in one step, but was delayed by Shi Qingxi's sword, he urged the ice seed in his body, and the one-step range centered on him suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and a thick layer of ice was frozen around the vines under his feet, and the growth stopped, and even Shi Qingxi's movements were affected. Mu Xingchen didn't let go of this opportunity, and stepped forward quickly, and the relationship between the hunter and the prey quickly reversed.

Every time she approached Mu Xingchen, under the influence of his spiritual seed, Shi Qingxi's spiritual power would be hindered, but she wanted to stay away but didn't give her a chance, and she didn't pause at all when she came down with one sword, which also showed his proficiency in swordsmanship.

Shi Qingxi's hands and feet were cold, especially the hand holding the sword, she realized that this person's ice level was not low, it was not an ordinary bonus to her own aura, and she could already affect the opponent through the surrounding aura, at least it was also a ground level.

She didn't have time to react to why this person could subdue the ground-level spirit seed during the Qi refining period, Mu Xingchen's offensive was getting faster and faster, while her own reaction was getting slower and slower.

Finally, Mu Xingchen struck out the spirit sword in Shi Qingxi's hand with a sword, and the sword pointed in front of her eyes.

"Wangshan Sword Sect wins!"

Shi Qingxi didn't have any frustration on his face, moved his stiff fingers, picked up the spirit sword, turned around and walked off the stage.

"Mu Xingchen's spirit seed level is not low, the third level of heaven, earth and man, he can probably reach the ground level, and he can suppress his opponent without using his own aura. Shen Kongming looked at Shi Qingxi's hand, obviously affected.

"It's a bit like Shu Yao's field, but the range is smaller, and with the surprise of it, this can win so easily. Mo Ghost watched Shi Qingxi walk off the stage, "It's a pity, her swordsmanship is good, and the level of the vine just now is not low, but it's a pity that she touched the Ice Spirit Root, and if she changes to something else, the sneak attack will be successful." ”

"Her vines have to be guarded against, and they're poisonous. Shen Kongming thought of the sharp thorns on the stage just now, the jet-black color, and he felt a chill.

"I don't necessarily have to touch it, I think this Wangshan Sword Sect may have to win. The little monk shook his head slightly.

"Not necessarily, at least the next singles match is estimated to be won. Mo Ghost looked at the candidates who appeared, "Taiyi Sect is Shiling, Ice Spirit Root Sword Cultivation, and it is recognized as the strongest combat power. And the Wangshan Sword Sect is Quan Youyou, the Fire Spirit Root Sword Cultivator, and his strength is not particularly outstanding, so there is a high probability that he will not be able to win. ”

"I remembered what you said, why didn't the Mo family send someone here?" Shen Kongming looked at the people in the audience and reacted suddenly.

"Mo Zhiya had an accident, and directly built the foundation, the other disciples of our generation are not practicing in Wangshan, and there should be someone coming to the foundation building period disciple exchange meeting at the end of the year. Mo Ghost explained to him that she didn't know the disciples of the Mo family who came at the end of the year, although they were of the same generation, but when she was born, they had already entered the sect.

"How much resentment has this stone ridge accumulated? It's a girl, so you don't have to be so ruthless, right?"

Hearing him say this, Mo Ghost and Shen Kongming looked down, Quan Youyou, who had been suppressed, kept retreating, seeing that he was about to reach the edge of the ring, and there were many wounds on his body. Shi Ling took advantage of the victory to pursue, not giving a moment of respite, and finally kicked out of the ring.

Quan Youyou withdrew his sword, and he could see that he was in a rather bad mood, and went down with a black face.

After a short break, the team match between the two teams began. It's basically the same as the singles competition, and it's all played with these people as the core. Coincidentally, Quan Youyou was the first to play, and he ran into Shiling again, this time he fought a little longer, but unfortunately he lost in the end.

Although Wangshan Sword Sect lost the first game, it still grasped the last two games and won the game one after another.

At this point, the top three of the disciples of each sect in this year's Qi Refining Period were officially produced, namely Xiaoyaomen, Tianji Pavilion and Wangshan Sword Sect.

"First of all, congratulations to these three sects for entering the final competition," the presiding Yuanying Zhenjun stood up, still smiling on his face, "Next, I invite the representatives of each sect to come up and draw lots to decide the two sects that will compete first." ”

The three sects that entered the finals first drew lots to select two for the first game, and all six games were played, and the winner continued to compete with the next sect.

If you can directly win two games in a row, you will become the champion of this exchange meeting, and if you lose, the winning sect and the sect that failed in the previous game will continue to compete, and winning two consecutive games will also become the champion of this exchange meeting.

If there is a situation where both sects have one win and one draw, the sect with the highest score wins, and if the score is the same, one disciple will be drawn from each to play a single match, and the winner will win the final victory.

If the three sects are all one win and one loss, the sect with the highest number of points wins, and when the points are the same, the disciples will still be drawn for the single match play-off.

"Hey, do you want to have a bye in the first competition?" The little monk asked Mo Ghost, Huo Zijun stepped down and stood in the middle with the other two people, in front of him was the Yuanying Zhenjun of Leiyin Temple, and he was still holding three jade slips in his hand.

"There's no essential difference, it doesn't matter. Mo Ghost watched Huo Zijun take the middle one, and after crushing it, he conjured up a few small yellow flowers, and the corners of his mouth twitched, which one's bad taste is this.

"It seems that we will fight with Tianji Pavilion first," Shen Kongming straightened up and stretched his waist, Huo Zijun and Qin Zheng's jade slips were all yellow flowers after they were crushed, "Brothers, strive for two consecutive victories!"

"Does it have to be?"

The little monk didn't make much effort, and his tone was not small.

"After playing for so long, it's finally come to this day. ”

It was Jiang Yingxiang who said this, as if there was a fire burning in her eyes, and there was a stirring in her chest, and everyone was looking forward to it.

"Poof!"

There was a sudden sneer next to him, and Mo Ghost turned his head, and saw the little monk pointing to the place of the Wangshan Sword Sect.

"You see, among the three sects in the finals, except for Quan Youyou, each of them is smiling. ”

Mo Ghost and the few people subconsciously looked at the place of the Dongfang Wangshan Sword Sect, and saw Quan Youyou's gloomy face, as if he felt everyone's gaze, and turned his head suddenly.

As if a thief was empty-hearted, several people retracted their gaze together.

After feeling everyone's approach, everyone lowered their heads, but the corners of their mouths couldn't help but curl.