Zhao Ke fought against Wu Xinggu in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and Lei Linggen Sword Cultivation fought against Jin Linggen Sword Cultivation.

The two spirit swords collided, making a crisp sound, and the jingle bell was like a small bell, which sounded good.

"How long do you think this will take?" Shen Kongming looked at it for a while and turned his head and asked.

"Anyway, it's not shorter than you do. "Mo Ghost is on his chin, Zhao Ke's temperament is very similar to Huo Zijun, they are very dull, and I don't know if the sword cultivators are all like this, and the monk in the Hundred Flowers Valley on the opposite side doesn't look like a man who talks much, the two of them fight very steadily, but they are too stable.

Zhao Ke is a person, there are no accidents, the competition always only uses seven points of strength, never exhausts the spiritual power, leaving room for himself, of course, there is no accident, his spiritual energy is not exhausted.

Wu Xing has been fighting for so long, feeling the consumption of spiritual power a little bit, and there is faint sweat on his forehead, but the opposite side is still the same, even the black face has not changed, the sword moves are coherent and round, and there is no trace of fatigue.

Can't go on like this, Wu Xing tightened the sword in his hand, if he couldn't find an opportunity, he would definitely lose!

A sword blocked the sharp blade in front of him, Zhao Ke turned the sword in his hand one by one, punched it with an inch, he took a step back, the corners of his mouth were faintly cocked, and he looked at Wu Xinggu like that, as if he had seen through everything.

If the blow failed, Wu Xinggu's heart sank slightly, the other side had already taken precautions, and he couldn't be taken by surprise again, and he would definitely be able to realize that his spiritual power was not good.

Wu Xinggu's lips were tightly pursed, and he raised his sword and chased after him.

Zhao Ke is still strolling around, no matter which direction he attacks from, he can easily defuse it, and there is even room for a few sneak attacks. Wu Xinggu mobilized the few remaining spiritual powers, and the attack speed became faster and faster, and after the fierce confrontation, he took a few steps back, and opened up the distance from the opposite side, panting heavily.

"Why can't this Zhao Ke see the consumption of spiritual power?" He Ying's hoarse voice sounded, asking the question in the hearts of everyone in the Hundred Flowers Valley.

"I can't see that it's a spirit body, presumably the dantian is special and can store more spiritual power. Tan Churan said softly, and at the same time sighed in her heart, facing Xiaoyao today is the time when she sighs the most, this is the suppression of strength.

"Everyone who came here is very extraordinary, whether it is Lin Shuyao's sword intent and domain that we can see now, Jiang Yingxiang's strange fire, and Zhao Ke's spiritual power suppression, it is not easy to defeat, not to mention that we haven't seen where Huo Zijun is strong, and even Shen Kongming's wind seed has not been forced out, and his strength is not at the same level at all. He Ying said so many words in a rare breath, which shows the sigh in her heart.

"Just do your best, don't think too much, people with good talent abound, but in the end, there are a few who can soar, just do your own thing. Tan Churan didn't sigh, is it really free.

Wu Xinggu was hit on the wrist by Zhao Ke with the sword body, and the sword in his hand was taken out of his hand in pain, and the spirit sword in front of him was in front of him in an instant.

"Victory!"

Zhao Ke looked at him, heard the voice, withdrew his spirit sword, turned around and walked off the stage.

"I said, your offensive performance can't be stronger, relying on your own spiritual power, it's hard to consume!" Shen Kongming walked over, leaning on the exit position.

"It doesn't matter how you fight, just win. ”

Zhao Ke's dantian was born with one-tenth more aura than ordinary monks, but they were only in the qi refining period, and the base was small, and after the foundation building period and the golden pill stage, one tenth more could use one more high-level spell, and the potential was too great. Of course, his only drawback is that his cultivation time is longer, but compared to his income, it is really not worth mentioning.

"Don't talk about it, you go and recover your spiritual power, and wait for the first game of the team competition to come on the field in a while. Mo Ghost reminded him.

"How will you play later?" asked Shen Kongming.

The crowd gathered around her and watched her take out her array flag, which was stained with cinnabar, and write and draw on the rune paper.

"As I said before, you guys are the first. Mo Ghost pinched the flag, "If she really lets go of the first game directly, then I will follow the little monk Han Shen and them on the field, Ding Mengzhou, your third game is to change a candidate, and let Zhen Hao follow me with the magic weapon of that necklace." ”

"What do you mean, do you want to compete with her?" Han Shenyin's eyes widened, and a few of them went to fight with the most elite team in the Hundred Flowers Valley, "What if they are beaten down without waiting for others to perform their secret skills?"

"So I asked Zhen Hao to be with us, his defense can't be broken by anyone for a while, how can he hold out for a while in front. ”

"What if people look at a few of us and don't use secret techniques to fight hard?" Han Shen frowned.

"Tan Churan's combat power is on par with the little monk, in fact, there are five people fighting, Zhen Hao, Qin Yifan, Lin Zhuzhi and me, plus your recovery spell, winning or losing is not certain, and consumption will be consumed to death. There was a hint of ruthlessness in Mo Ghost's rare tone.

"Eh, I'm also a fighting force, look down on me!" the little monk jumped up when he heard this.

Mo Ghost ignored him and continued, "And even if you lose the second game, you can't lose the third game against Tan Chuse's team." Tan Churan's second game must be all the elites of the Hundred Flowers Valley, and it will not be a problem to deal with others with your strength. ”

"Okay," Shen Kongming moved his fingers, "I hope she will be the first to play, and let's be the first sect to break through their defenses." ”

Usually there is half an hour to rest, but today to play six sects, it was changed to two quarters of an hour, as soon as the time came, Yuanying Zhenjun walked to the stage, "Xiaoyaomen vs. Hundred Flowers Valley, the first team game." ”

Lin Shuyao walked to the stage, looked at the candidate opposite, and pouted in his heart.

"Let's discuss," Seeing this, Mo Ghost hooked hands with several people towards Zhen, and several people sat here, "The next game must be Tan Churan, and when they see that it is us, they will definitely think that they have the same tactics as them, and give up this one directly, and then we will have a chance to sneak attack." ”

A few people were discussing here, Lin Shuyao and a few people over there made a quick move, and there was no power to fight back on the other side, and it was over in less than a cup of tea, and when they came back, Mo Ghost and a few people were still discussing in full swing.

"Still discussing? I already knew that I would fight a little longer. Shen Kongming came in and looked at the flag in front of them, as if he was arranging a formation.

"It's fine, just right. Mo Ghost got up and moved his body, "Let's go." ”

Wu Xinggu stood on the stage, looked at the lineup on the opposite side and breathed a sigh of relief, he was finally able to win a game. The twenty-one people who are at ease have all been thoroughly touched, what is the position of each person, and what spiritual root is not to say that they understand it 100%, but there are still eight or nine points.

"Let's make a quick decision, be careful Zhen Hao and that Qin Yifan, the magic weapon of freedom is on the two of them. Tan Churan observed carefully and did not let go of a detail.

"Game on!"

Under this order, Tan Churan quickly retreated to the very end, used his spiritual power, and performed secret techniques.

The divine consciousness looked inside the dantian, and a bright red plum blossom on it was blooming, and the mind moved, and the flower rotated, and the five petals slowly separated from the flower core, and turned into countless red points of light on the dantian, running to all parts of the body with the operation of the aura. Tan Churan pinched a magic decision in his hand, and the aura with red points of light quietly spread to the entire stage with the changes in his hand.

"Be careful, her secret technique is about to be formed!"

Looking closely, the aura around Mo Ghost's eyes seemed to be substantial, like wisps of smoke, and red spots of light flashed away from time to time.

Zhen Hao and the others protected Mo Ghost without a trace, and a red plum had appeared around them from time to time, which looked so beautiful that they couldn't avoid it at all, and it would quickly disappear into invisibility when it touched their bodies.

"Has the time for her secret technique been shortened?" Qin Yifan hid a bone erosion nail between his fingers, ready at any time.

"At least twice as long, and now it's only half an hour later. Mo Ghost calculated the time, her face was solemn, but fortunately, she was not affected for the time being, and the red light spot she saw was probably the red plum in Zhen Hao's eyes.

The last trace of aura with light points emanated from her body, Tan Churan opened her eyes, the flower core in the dantian rotated rapidly, and with the rotation of the flower core, the red dots on the stage began to rotate regularly, scattering to the people on the stage, she tried her best to control and avoid her teammates, but the effect was still minimal.

Finally, the flower core stopped rotating and stood on the dantian, emitting a white light, at this moment, everyone on the stage suddenly had dull eyes, and the original competition stopped unconsciously.

Tan Churan used the winding technique to wrap around the nearest Xiaoyao disciple, but she felt a fluctuation of spiritual power, and suddenly turned her head to look at the edge of the ring, her pupils shrunk.

Seeing her react, Mo Ghost kept in his hand, and five vines wrapped around the five disciples opposite, and threw them vigorously under the stage. The moment she found out that she was really fine, her target was on the five people opposite, and throwing them off the stage was much more useful than protecting her teammates, whose overall combat effectiveness was not as good as that of the other side.

Tan Churan was in a trance for only a moment, and when he saw her movements, he didn't cherish the spiritual power, and threw the disciple off the stage with his carefree disciple.

The monks in the audience, including the second floor, only saw the red plums flying in the ring, and the scene inside became blurred, first five figures were thrown, and just when everyone thought that this was a disciple of Xiaoyao, five figures were thrown out from the other side of the stage, and then they found that the first one was actually a disciple of Baihua Valley.

The petals gradually dispersed, and the situation inside was revealed, and the two figures, one left and one right, confronted each other, and there was an uproar, this was the first time that someone could break Tan Churan's secret technique!

When the little monk and the others arrived at the stage, they regained their clarity, and looked at Mo Ghost standing on it, his face was radiant, and he shouted hello in his heart. The opposite of them was the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley, all of whom turned pale after understanding the current situation, and they didn't know what was going on.

Tan Churan's eyes were slightly red, and he was holding his red silk in his hand, "Why?"

"Haven't you already thought of it?" Mo Ghost hooked the corners of his mouth and lifted the spirit sword in his hand, "Do you want to continue fighting?"

"Heh, different pupils, rare different pupils in a hundred years!" Tan Churan put down her arms and closed her eyes in a dejected manner, not letting everyone see the bitterness in her eyes. The only nemesis of the Hundred Flowers Secret Technique actually appeared in this ring, and it can only be said that time is also fate.

"This game wins, Xiaoyaomen fights Baihua Valley, Xiaoyaomen wins!"

"Oh roar!" the little monk jumped on the stage and came to her side, "There are yours!"

"Don't be arrogant, let's go back. Mo Ghost patted his bald head and walked to the backstage, they had to go back to the lounge on the second floor, just now I saw that the monks of Tianji Pavilion had come, and the next one would be them.