The people of the Thousand Machine Sect who originally had great hopes for Liangmo were like being poured with ice and snow at this moment, and their bodies were cold.

And the disciples of the Shenque Sect who were still nervous immediately became so excited that they almost screamed. Fortunately, there were still a few slightly stable people who made a few gestures towards everyone, so that the people of the Shenque Sect did not make too much noise.

There was a dead silence in the hall.

After a long time, two Thousand Puppet Hall disciples ran over to help Liang Mo up and bring him to Yuan Hong's side.

At this time, there was still blood flowing from the corners of Liangmo's mouth, and the eyebrows of the yin owl were full of unwillingness: "Master, I ......"

Yuan Hong raised his hand and stopped Liang Mo from talking, but said slowly: "No need to say more, you go down to heal." ”

Yuan Hong waved his hand at the two disciples, and the two of them helped Liangmo to retreat to the back of the hall.

Qi Zhihuan's face couldn't help but be gloomy at this time, and after glancing at Yuan Hong, the two of them both saw a trace of despair in each other's eyes.

The rest of the hall masters and elders and others were even more arrogant, so they could only stare at Qi Zhihuan and Yuan Hong, hoping that these two would have any better plans.

However, after being silent for a long time, Yuan Hong glanced at the group of black-pressed disciples behind him, and finally just sighed lightly.

When everyone saw this, their hearts suddenly sank.

There were even faint cries of some female disciples in the crowd.

Silence, dead silence, this desperate atmosphere weighed down on everyone's hearts like a mountain.

Zhou Chong took in the situation in the hall, and couldn't help but sneer secretly in his heart, then put down the tea bowl in his hand, and chuckled: "What? These are only two, and there is a third one, why do you have to do this?"

Yuan Hong didn't respond, just looked at Qi Zhihuan on the main throne and shook his head helplessly.

Qi Zhihuan looked at Yuan Hong's gaze with a solemn face, and his fists in his big sleeves couldn't help but clench tightly.

Pity......

After a long time, Qi Zhihuan spoke: "That's it, since you lost......"

At this moment, a pleasant woman's voice sounded from inside the hall.

"Sect Master!Qianjiatang, He Xinyin, please fight!"

The voice was crisp and clean, with a hint of stubbornness and indignation.

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

I saw a girl wearing cyan soft armor and a ponytail striding out of the crowd.

It is the senior sister of Qianjiatang, He Xinyin.

There was another commotion in the crowd.

"It's her again! Why are you looking for death!"

"Alas. I guess I want to fight it. ”

"What's the use, I'm afraid I want to be in the limelight at the end, right?"

"Also, their Qianjiatang has always been ranked last among the four halls, this time there is a rare opportunity to show their faces, maybe they want to show their performance in front of that future deputy sect master?"

All sorts of whispers rang out.

Seeing this, Yuan Hong couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "What are you doing here?"

He Xinyin said calmly: "Fight." ”

Yuan Hong looked at He Xinyin's realm again, frowned, and said, "I don't think it's necessary." Even Liangmo ......"

Without waiting for Yuan Hong to finish speaking, He Xinyin said categorically: "Senior uncle, how can I be a disciple of the Mo family, how can I be afraid to avoid the battle? Even if I am defeated, I must stand up, how can there be a reason to admit defeat before fighting? Although He Xinyin has a low realm, he is also willing to fight this battle for my Thousand Machine Sect. ”

He Xinyin's voice was crisp and sharp, without the slightest mud and water, and it was sonorous.

There was a slight stir in the crowd again.

Yuan Hong was silent for a moment, looked in the direction of the crowd in Qianjiatang, stared at the white-haired old man at the head and said, "Senior Brother Bai, is this your meaning or her own meaning?"

Bai Lian, the master of Qianjia Hall, smiled slightly: "Xinyin is the senior sister of Qianjia Hall, and she takes care of all the affairs in the hall on weekdays, and the old man never interferes. So, what she meant was what the old man meant. ”

Yuan Hong was silent, and he still didn't seem to have the intention of letting He Xinyin play.

Zhou Chong stroked his palm lightly and said: "I have the courage! I don't want to have such a strange woman in the Thousand Machines Sect, it's interesting." Why didn't Sect Master Qi let her give it a try?"

Qi Zhihuan glanced at He Xinyin, could only sigh secretly, and said, "Senior Brother Yuan, let her try." ”

When Yuan Hong heard this, he had to say lightly: "Since this is the case, then you can go." ”

He Xinyin nodded, then bowed towards Qi Zhihuan and said, "Thank you, sect master." ”

After that, He Xinyin bowed in the direction of the crowd in Qianjiatang again: "Master, junior brothers and sisters, I'm going." ”

Immediately, several of the younger juniors and sisters were a little nervous, and some excitedly waved their fists and shouted.

"Senior sister, come on!"

"Senior sister, be careful!"

"Come on, come on!"

The rest of the Thousand Machine Sect people all looked at this scene with indifferent faces, and no one had any intention of responding.

Seeing this, Zhou Chong sneered in his heart.

These shouts were particularly clear and piercing in the hall at this time.

Hall Master Bai Lin didn't speak, but only nodded solemnly.

He Xinyin nodded in response, turned around, and came to the hall.

"Qianjiatang, He Xinyin, please advise. ”

He Xinyin saluted Xia Jun and said loudly.

Xia Jun looked at He Xinyin coldly and said, "I don't beat women." ”

He Xinyin raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "In the martial arts competition, there are only opponents, no men and women. ”

Xia Jun said word by word: "You, no." ”

He Xinyin said: "I haven't compared, how do you know it's not good." ”

Xia Jun said: "I won't keep my hand." ”

He Xinyin said: "No need. ”

Xia Jun looked at He Xinyin's resolute eyes, was silent for a moment, and said, "Okay." ”

As the words came out, a trace of awe-inspiring aura suddenly began to emerge from Xia Jun's body.

Everyone in the hall, including everyone in the Shenque Gate, was shocked.

Fang fought the two of them in a row, and Xia Jun was passive, without the slightest intention of taking the initiative.

Now facing a little girl, Xia Jun actually has the intention of making the first move!

Everyone was a little shocked.

Xia Jun stared at He Xinyin and said slowly: "This trick is respectful to you." If you can't take it, you will retreat by yourself. ”

He Xinyin's face was solemn and said, "Don't talk nonsense, please!"

Xia Jun's eyes flashed, and the aura on his body suddenly soared.

With one hand raised, a purple light flashed from his right palm.

Immediately after, a purple palm shadow began to emerge from the palm of his hand, expanding to the size of a basin in the blink of an eye.

Xia Jun said: "This is the Divine Que Sect Peerless Learning, Jiuque Purple Gold Palm, be careful." ”

Before the words fell, Xia Jun raised his palm and pushed straight towards He Xinyin.

The purple palm shadow pressed straight towards He Xinyin like a small mountain.

An invisible imprisoning force enveloped He Xinyin within a radius of three zhang.

It is the True Yuan Realm cultivator's True Yuan Forbidden Ability.

As soon as Xia Jun made a move, he didn't intend to let He Xinyin dodge at all, but asked He Xinyin to take over the palm.

He Xinyin had already seen the power of this Nine Que Purple Gold Palm twice, and knew that this palm was powerful, but now that he found himself in confinement, he knew that he had to be hard connected, although his heart sank, there was no trace of fear on his face.

But seeing He Xinyin's arms, he exerted his strength slightly.

Click.

Two silver metal arms suddenly appeared on He Xinyin's arms.

He Xinyin crossed his elbows and blocked in front of him, and at the same time, the true qi in his body was urging wildly.

A pair of silver armguards immediately shone brightly.

Disheveled!

There was a muffled sound.

The purple palm shadow the size of a basin slammed into He Xinyin's crossed silver arms.

The hard metal armguard immediately recessed into thin air, five straight fingerprints, several inches deep, almost directly slapping through the metal armguard.

However, the true qi in He Xinyin's body was pouring into the arm guard endlessly, relying on the hardness of the arm guard and the bonus of the true qi, he could barely carry this palm, and this palm shadow was stopped on the arm guard, but he couldn't move an inch.

For a while, He Xinyin and the palm shadow fell into a stalemate.

The disciples of the Thousand Machines Sect suddenly widened their eyes, and they didn't dare to blink at this scene, and they didn't dare to breathe.

However, how could Yuan Hong and the others not see that He Xinyin at this time could only be regarded as holding on, if Xia Jun added another force, they were afraid that He Xinyin would be defeated on the spot.

"After all, there is a big gap in the realm. ”

Several elders had begun to shake their heads slowly.

Xia Jun said coldly: "It's okay." It's a pity that that's it. ”

After finishing speaking, Xia Junqi Mansion Zhenyuan suddenly mentioned it.

The purple palm shadow, which was originally only the size of a washbasin, immediately soared, the size of a grinding disc.

He Xinyin suddenly felt that the pressure on the opposite side increased suddenly, and his chest was suffocated.

A streak of blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth.

However, He Xinyin didn't pay attention to it at all, and still continued to urge the true qi in his body to compete with the palm shadow.

It's just that beads of sweat the size of beans began to roll down his forehead, and his face began to turn paler.

Obviously, the support is very struggling and it is on the verge of collapse.

The junior brothers and sisters of Qianjiatang were even more anxious, and a few of them who couldn't hold their breath even began to shout.

"Senior sister, forget it. ”

"Senior sister, don't hold on!"

However, He Xinyin didn't seem to hear it, and he was still desperately urging the true qi in his body to forcibly support it.

Seeing this, Xia Jun frowned and said, "You will die." ”

He Xinyin gritted his teeth and didn't speak, still stubbornly resisting the bigger and bigger palm shadow, letting the blood flow from the corners of his mouth, and his delicate face was full of stubbornness.

It seems that He Xinyin's petite body is like a lonely boat in a rainstorm, which will be destroyed at any time.

Everyone in the Thousand Machine Sect looked at this scene in the hall with different expressions, and no one spoke.

There was silence again.

Only the blood flowing from the corners of He Xinyin's mouth splashed on the ground, making a dripping sound.

"I don't know where to go. ”

Xia Jun said coldly.

The purple palm shadow suddenly increased again, and it was already close to the size of the door panel.

He Xinyin suddenly felt that the palm shadow in front of him gave birth to an unbelievable huge force, which struck like a mountain and a sea.

Burst!

He Xinyin didn't seem to be able to bear it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, the true qi in his body could no longer be gathered, and his arms were directly scattered by the huge force of the palm shadow.

Look at the palm shadow like a broken bamboo, hitting He Xinyin's soft armor.

Snort!

The soft armor of the protective body immediately split apart like a cracked silk.

He Xinyin was as if he had been hit hard, flew upside down, and fell in the direction of the temple gate.

All the Qianjiatang disciples' faces suddenly changed drastically, and they didn't even have time to shout in surprise.

Bai Lone's face was even more pale, and he was about to make a move with one foot.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed from outside the hall.

Immediately afterwards, he rose into the air at an extremely delicate angle, holding He Xinyin who fell steadily, and then spun down very smoothly, landing in the middle of the main hall.

The figure stood still, and a young man dressed in coarse linen clothes and carrying a black box appeared in everyone's sight.

Qi Zhihuan, Yuan Hong and the others' faces changed suddenly: "It's him!"

Xia Jun suddenly felt a pair of extremely calm eyes fall on him at this moment, but that calm gaze had a trace of an extremely unusual aura, feeling like a giant beast staring at him coldly.

Xia Jun unconsciously felt a chill behind him, and there was an inexplicable chill in his heart.

However, Xia Jun followed his gaze and found that the source of his gaze was only a young man in Mai who seemed to be younger than himself, and he was still holding He Xinyin, who was knocked away by his palm.

Xia Jun was furious, changed his indifferent color, and shouted: "Who is coming?"

The young man on the opposite side said calmly: "Thousand Machine Sect, Ten Thousand Puppet Hall, Xiao Yin." ”