The first battle of the team battle was a competition between the Blood Demon Sect and the Hundred Flowers Sect.

The female disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect looked delicate, but after the fighting began, they were all like the fairies of the Moon Palace, and they were decisive in killing.

However, the opponent is a ferocious and formed bloody sect, how amazing is the experience of fighting methods? Especially since their experience often comes from the killing of life and death duels, once they make a move, they will be murderous.

Soon, the Hundred Flowers Sect was defeated, and the Blood Demon Sect was victorious.

However, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect did not kill the Hundred Flowers Sect, not only because of the rules of the Six Sects, but also because of the strength of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

"You don't have to be discouraged, bento is a grind, just do your best!" Shen Lianhong comforted the four disciples who participated in the battle.

The second game is the Ten Thousand Swords Gate against the Heavenly Feather Sect.

"Hahaha, don't you Tianyu Sect want to win?"

As soon as the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect saw the four people sent by the Heavenly Feather Sect, they burst into laughter, especially when they saw Fang Zong, who was no more than a heavy Qi Condensation Realm, and the laughter was even worse.

If it was said that Chu Zifeng and Fang Miaomiao, the two inner disciples whose cultivation had already reached the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, it would be easy to say, but there was actually a Fang Zong who had just broken through the first level of the Qi Condensing Realm, no matter how they looked at it, they all felt that the Tianyu Sect had given up the competition of group battles and concentrated on letting the other disciples prepare to deal with individual battles.

The four disciples sent by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are all personal disciples, and their cultivation has also reached the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Realm, and even a pine nut is also impressively listed.

It seems that even in the face of the Heavenly Feather Sect, it seems that they have to go all out.

As Chu Batian issued a "start", the four of Fang Zong each faced a personal disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

It is said that it is a team battle, but where do they have time to run in? It is better to deal with it one-on-one, and it is more certain. And the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect actually know some sword formations, and they already have a tacit understanding with each other.

Just looking at the lineup of the Tianyu Sect, if it still uses the sword formation, it will inevitably be too bullying.

A pine nut directly confronted Qiu Yan.

"I didn't expect that you and I can finally compete today!" He deliberately went on the field, just to compete with Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan smiled coldly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

With a pine nut and a sword in hand, the momentum is rising, and the invisible sword intent is like a cloud in the sky, without a trace, but full of oppression.

And Qiu Yan is not to be outdone, what he understands is the way of music and rhythm, and the magic weapon is a turquoise jade flute, which is rarely seen when he takes it out on weekdays.

Even the other three disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were under the range of the attack, but they were calm and calm, sticking to their hearts, so they were not affected by Qiu Yanyinbo.

What's more, Qiu Yan still had to put the main attack on Yi Songzi, and he was not a threat.

Fang Miaomiao was also a genius in the way of swordsmanship, and after he confronted a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the two of them actually sat down and talked about the Dao, which was really much beyond everyone's expectations.

Contrary to his situation, Chu Zifeng encountered a terrible catastrophe at the beginning. The opponent is merciless, the sword intent is extremely exquisite, like invisible flowing water, can be attacked and defended, no matter how he attacks, it is like a breeze supporting the willows, and with a random flick, his spell will be pulled to another place. And the opponent's invisible sword intent, he can dodge.

The gap is clear at a glance.

"The stars change!" Fang Zong came up and performed his trick.

Almost instantly, he condensed a pure yang fire in his hand and suddenly burst out.

However, this time, it didn't work as well as it did against Ding Bufan, although the Star Transformation was powerful, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect who fought against Fang Zong just formed a magic seal, and the flying sword hung in the air, instantly turning into a rain of thousands of swords, enveloping the Star Change.

Ten thousand swords penetrated, and the stars cast by Fang Zong became like a sieve, with thousands of holes, and there was no longer a threat.

"I didn't expect you to have some ability!" The personal disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect raised his eyebrows slightly, his name is Han Yulong, among the personal disciples, he ranks low, but his strength is equally strong.

He could see at a glance the power of Fang Zong's move, although it was only a level of Qi Condensation, but the move he cast, with its power alone, was far beyond that of an ordinary Qi Condensation Realm sixfold cultivator. With this combat power alone, he was sure that this disciple of the Heavenly Feather Sect who was in the same level of condensation realm was indeed a genius.

Fang Zong didn't succeed in a move, so he was not discouraged, but stretched out his hands and shouted: "You are taking my move!"

In the palms of both hands, there are seven stars in each hand that quickly condense.

"What kind of spell is this?" Kong Ling touched his beard in surprise, he felt that the power of Fang Zong's move was close to the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, or even higher, and he was able to exert such an advanced attack power in the Qi Condensing Realm, presumably this kid must have practiced some extremely powerful technique, right?

Han Yulong's eyes froze, and his face became serious. He no longer had any reservations, and his fingertips urged the flying sword.

In an instant, countless sword shadows appeared in front of him, and then flew into his flying sword.

"Such a powerful kendo attainment, I didn't expect that after a year, he would be able to cast a thousand sword shadows, turn into one, and break through everything in the world!"

Luo Wuhuan saw Fang Zong's move and shook his head in disappointment.

"Senior brother, you can see it too, right?" Luo Wuhuan asked softly behind him.

"Hmm!" Yu Wennuo responded, his figure still hiding behind Luo Wuhuan, his eyes motionless as he looked at the test table. "If the water doesn't move, you will die, his spells are very strong, but they are terrible to use!"

While the two were talking, no one else could hear them.

"One sword breaks ten thousand laws!" Han Yulong shouted.

I saw that many flying swords and shadows merged into one came out in an instant, and they came first.

Fang Zong was shocked, he didn't care too much, his hands slapped on the amazing flying sword, and the fourteen stars in both hands slammed into the flying sword.

However, the flying sword seemed to contain earth-shattering divine power, Fang Zong's double star picking could not be stopped, and in the blink of an eye, the fourteen stars were pierced by the flying sword, and they pierced Fang Zong like a broken bamboo.

The flying sword landed in front of Fang Zong and stopped suddenly.

"Come back!" Han Yulong snorted, and the flying sword let out a sword sound, and it returned to his hand as fast as lightning.

Fang Zong's back felt a chill, he originally thought that his combat talent was demonic enough to compete with his own disciples, but when he really fought, he found that the gap between the two was not a little bit.

"I've lost!" Fang Zong clenched his fists, this was his first defeat, and his mood was inevitably a little lost.

At this time, the other three people of the Heavenly Feather Sect also had their own winners and losers.

Fang Miaomiao sighed softly, bowed to the personal disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and then got up and left, admitting defeat very simply.

Chu Zifeng had already been overstretched under the opponent's attack, and this one was defeated by the personal disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, although he was a little annoyed, he still admitted that the opponent's strength was beyond doubt.

The fighting process between Qiu Yan and Yi Songzi can be described as quite thrilling, but everyone can also see that Qiu Yan is strong enough.

The sound of the flute was like layers of huge waves, constantly suppressing the sword intent of a pine nut, making it impossible for all of his spells to get close. At the same time, the incessant sound of the flute is constantly consuming a pine nut's mind and making him tired.

However, soon, Qiu Yan withdrew Xiao Sheng, arched his hand, and said, "We lost!"

He said "we", not "me", and a pine nut battle, he did win, but at this time it was a group battle, with the defeat of Fang Zong and the three of them, his defeat was also a matter of time, it was better to admit defeat as soon as possible, and it would also save some energy.

Yisongzi was sweating and panting, admired Qiu Yan very much, and said with a smile: "Qiu Yan, you won this time, and next time, I will still fight with you again!"

"In this battle, Wanjianmen wins!" Chu Batian easily poured out the victory or defeat of this team battle.

Since his defeat to Han Yulong, Fang Zong had been silent, Qiu Yan thought that he had been hit, after all, when Fang Zong was in the Heavenly Feather Sect, he had few defeats.

Elder Duan glanced at Fang Zong and said indifferently: "Among monks, there is no need to fight for victory or defeat for a while, only continuous progress and self-transcendence are the true meaning of cultivation!"

Fang Zong nodded and sat down under the test table.

Everyone thought that he was in a dripping mood, but he kept recalling Fang Cai's fighting process in his heart.

The gap between him and his personal disciples obviously did not come from cultivation, even if it was a difference between these eight small realms, but the difference was only the gap in the true yuan qi, but the Dream God Technique was enough to make up for this gap.

The real gap should be the comprehension that comes from the Great Dao.

Fang Zong had broken through to the Condensation Qi Realm, and he had never comprehended the meaning of the Great Dao, let alone how to use it.

In addition to this, he found that his attack was too one-dimensional, and at the same time too rigid and inflexible. If he encounters some weak opponents, he can still forcibly suppress them, but obviously, when encountering a personal disciple like Han Yulong, especially a monk with profound kendo attainments, his every move is full of loopholes.

Even after falling asleep, there are too many loopholes in his actions.

"It seems that I still have a lot of room for improvement now, if the refining body realm is similar, the condensation realm can also be improved quickly, but the top priority is to comprehend my own Dao meaning, this is the key step to become stronger!"

Constantly recalling the fighting method between Fang Cai and Han Yulong in his mind, Fang Zong gradually had a direction in his heart.

At this time, on the test table, the competition between the Blood Demon Gate and the Dao Gate began.