"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three bursts of black smoke sounded through the air, and three black smoke bypassed countless trees and shot at a thick trunk.

I saw dozens of zhang away, Fang Zong standing on a big rock, looking into the depths of the woods.

"No, it's not enough!" The voice of the interpreter came from Fang Zong's head, and she could clearly see with her god year that the three arrow feathers shot out by Fang Zong did not hit the mark on the trunk.

Ever since he obtained the Wolf Moon Bow, Fang Zong had become proficient in this spirit bow here.

The distance of dozens of zhang is the mark the size of a grain of rice, and Fang Zong's need to fire three arrows in a row, and all of them hit the mark, so that he can be regarded as completely mastering the Wolf Moon Bow. Moreover, there are other trees on the way, which makes it even more difficult.

But Fang Zong was not afraid, because now his dream power had extended a lot, at least within fifty zhang, he could barely cover it.

"Whew-"

Gently exhaling a breath of turbidity, Fang Zong pulled the bowstring again, and the power of Shura condensed in his eyes at this moment.

The time and space around him seemed to freeze at this moment, the leaves swayed slowly in the wind, and even the beautiful wings of the butterflies flapping in the woods stood still.

Under the cover of the dream power, Fang Zong quickly saw the mark that had been made on the trunk of the tree thirty zhang away.

The finger was released, and the off-string arrow shot again.

However, this was not the end, after Fang Zong shot out an arrow feather, he pulled out another arrow feather and put it on the wolf moon bow, and shot out quickly.

Three arrows in a row, three feathers like black wolf smoke again, through the woods, shot at the trunk of the tree where the target was.

The time in the dusty moment quickly returned to normal, the power of Shura in Fang Zong's eyes receded like a tide, and the real time quickly returned to normal, the leaves rustled and swayed, and the butterflies in the forest also flapped their wings comfortably and flew in the forest.

Fang Zong looked up at Xie Yu and asked, "How about this time?"

"Okay, it's pretty close!"

"Okay, come again!"

Like a tireless puppeteer, Fang Zong raised his bow and shot arrows again.

This training method allows him to concentrate his attention and become more proficient in the use of the power of Shura.

In other words, after the Dream God Technique succeeded, it was obvious that he was better at archery.

At this time, the Six Sects Great Comparison was imminent, and Fang Zong had to adapt to the Wolf Moon Bow as soon as possible, after all, this was what he was best at.

And in the Tianyu Sect, after many inner disciples saw the list of ten people who participated in this big competition, they were all like a frying pan, boiling over.

Among the eight pro-disciples, except for Luo Yi and Lu Shanjun, who are already in the foundation realm and cannot participate in the six sect competitions, the remaining six pro-descendant disciples are all on the list. This was not surprising, but among the remaining four disciples, one of them was actually an outer disciple.

"Meng Fang, what kind of thing is he, and what qualifications does he have to take our place in the Six Sects Competition?"

The inner disciples who were not selected were indignant, and they accused Meng Fang of definitely going through the back door, so they denounced Meng Fang.

If it weren't for Fang Zong's identity as an outer disciple, maybe these inner disciples would not have been so angry, although they were originally unwilling to participate in this Six Sects Competition, because in the past few years, the inner disciples of the Tianyu Sect who went to participate in the Six Sects Great Competition had basically been abused by the personal disciples of other sects.

But when they saw that there was an outer disciple on the list, they were still very uncomfortable in their hearts.

With so many inner disciples, they won't be angry when they choose anyone, but the only thing that makes them angry is that a person with a lower status than them is chosen.

However, Fang Zong was fitting the power of the Wolf Moon Bow at this time, and he had already left the cave to cultivate, so they couldn't find Fang Zong.

"Meng Fang, the turtle with a shrunken head, must have heard about it, so he fled!"

"What a coward! I am really unwilling to be replaced by such a person. ”

Many inner disciples cursed at each other, and even Sun Lei, who lived in the cave next door to Fangzong, was affected.

On the martial arts training ground of the sect, Sun Lei was teased by the inner disciples like a cat and a mouse.

He was just in the Body Refining Realm, where could he compete with the inner disciple of the Qi Condensing Realm, but he still gritted his teeth, even if he was beaten to the point that his face was blue and his nose was swollen, he angrily attacked the inner disciple who teased him.

"Hey, hey, I said you're too loyal as a medicine boy, aren't you? Hurry up and tell us where that kid from Meng Fang is, so you don't have to suffer anymore!" said the inner disciple impatiently.

If it weren't for the sect's regulations, people couldn't be hurt in the process of fighting, and Sun Lei probably wouldn't be able to survive now.

But he still refused to speak, just "puffed", spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and then sneered: "You say that Meng Fang is a coward, I think you are a coward!"

"Nonsense!" the inner disciple kicked Sun Lei in the face, shattering Sun Lei's teeth a lot.

However, at this time, Sun Lei suddenly spit out a mouthful of broken teeth, which hit the face of the inner disciple.

This action completely angered this inner disciple, and he roared: "You waste, you dare to dirty my face!" As he spoke, killing thoughts already appeared in his heart.

"You go to die!"

The inner disciple punched out, and this punch condensed eighty percent of his true yuan power, and only one move was enough to kill Sun Lei.

However, at this critical moment, a black sharp arrow crossed the crowd and shot straight towards the martial arts training platform.

"Who dares to stop me?" the inner disciple raised his eyebrows, angry.

The disobedience of an outer disciple like Sun Lei had already made him angry enough, but now there were still people who dared to stop him, which made him even more angry.

With a palm in his hand, he wanted to smash the arrow feather. However, when his palm came into contact with the black arrow, an astonishing force knocked his palm away.

The sharp arrow landed on the ground of the martial arts training ground, and easily inserted into the extremely hard surface and stood on the martial arts training ground.

Everyone was shocked to find that this was an ordinary wooden arrow.

"Who is this person?" The inner disciple who made the shot was even more frightened, his tiger's mouth had already cracked, and he was obviously injured by the distance of the sharp arrow.

A nimble figure walked briskly, wearing a green robe, carrying a longbow, and a slightly childish face, full of anger.

In a few breaths, he jumped onto the martial arts training ground.

The inner disciple smiled coldly and said, "You are Meng Fang, right?"

Fang Zong didn't look at the inner disciple, but came to Sun Lei's side and said with a smile: "Brother Lei, you have been beaten so badly!" As he spoke, he handed Sun Lei a bottle of elixir.

Sun Lei didn't say anything, poured out the pill and swallowed his stomach, and after a while, the injury had fully recovered, and the bruises on his body had also decreased a lot.

He had not suffered any fatal injuries, almost all flesh wounds, so he recovered quickly, but the teeth in his mouth were knocked out, so he spoke a little slurred.

"Meng Fang ......"

"Okay, Brother Lei, you don't have to say anything, I'll deal with it!" Fang Zong smiled at Sun Lei, and then turned to look at the inner disciple. "What's your name?"

"Well, I'm Ding Bufan, an inner disciple of the Discipline Hall!" said the inner disciple proudly.

"So what?" Fang Zong narrowed his eyes, "The inner disciple is amazing?"

Ding Bufan was furious, but before he could say anything, Fang Zong said quickly: "Since you think you are amazing, then, why do you come to challenge an outer disciple like him?" he pointed at Sun Lei.

"Could it be that the arrogance of your inner disciples is obtained by bullying the weak?"

"This ......" Ding Bufan was speechless, but soon said coldly: "This is naturally to force you out!"

"Force me out?When did I, an outer disciple, offend you?When did I offend you, the inner disciples?" Fang Zong looked at the inner disciple standing under the martial arts training ground, his gaze was so sharp that it was impossible to look directly.

The inner disciple in the audience sneered: "If you don't go through the back door, how can you get the opportunity to participate in the Six Sects Competition?

"So...... Do you want to participate in the Six Sects Competition?" Fang Zong looked at the inner disciple.

"No, but ......" The inner disciple still wanted to argue something, Fang Zong had already laughed: "Hahaha...... I'm really convinced!"

Ding Bufan couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"