Yang Wenling held the dragon pattern spear body with both hands, and with the sound of dragon roars, he slashed towards Liu Qingxue like a bamboo.

Liu Qingxue hurriedly held the hilt of the sword to block horizontally, but how could the ordinary spirit weapon in her hand resist the attack brought by the three-seal spirit weapon, and the dragon pattern gun came with a sharp gun intent to hit Liu Qingxue's sword weapon.

Sure enough, Liu Qingxue suddenly felt a huge numbness in her right arm, and the sword weapon was also shattered in response to the sound, divided into two sections.

Fortunately, Yang Wenling retracted his strength in time, and the second stage of the dragon pattern blow was not used, otherwise it would not be as simple as the shattering of the spirit weapon, but the huge spiritual power shock brought by the dragon pattern gun still made Liu Qingxue's cheeks pale for a while, and she took a few steps back and half-knelt on the ground, with traces of blood oozing from the corners of her mouth.

And Yang Wenling didn't step forward to help her up not far away, but instead put his hands around his chest and sneered: "Tut-tut, it turns out that the personal disciple of the Second Elder is so weak, if it weren't for your appearance, who do you think in the sect would make friends with you!"

Liu Qingxue knelt on the spot, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly, Bei Ya subconsciously bit her lip, her eyes were filled with tears, and in the face of Yang Wenling's naked insult, she had to forcibly hold back her tears, so as not to make herself look so incompetent.

At this time, Bai Chen and Luo Hanxuan on the spectator table couldn't help but secretly clench their fists, glaring angrily at Yang Wenling in the fighting arena, and shot a cold glow at him.

Elder Chongtong sighed slightly, and then announced loudly, "Winner, Yang Wenling!"

The audience couldn't help but discuss, and they all laughed at her, as a second elder apprentice, and she was defeated by an inner disciple within a few moves.

According to the rules of the Xingyue Sect, once a month, the inner disciple can challenge the right of the elders to pass on the disciples, and if they succeed in defeating the elders' disciples, they can take the place of that person's personal disciples according to the rules.

As a result, Liu Qingxue was defeated this time, so that some inner disciples put ghost ideas on her body, and wanted to kick her out of the position of personal disciple, if Liu Qingxue did not have the identity of an elder personal disciple, according to the canon, she would be directly assigned to the outer gate and become an outer disciple.

Liu Qingxue got up in despair and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she did not return to the audience after leaving the ring, but walked out of the door of the ring with light steps.

Seeing this, Luo Hanxuan frowned, and his heart couldn't help but pinch up, he couldn't be clearer about Liu Qingxue's character, everything was broken and swallowed in his stomach, now he can only let her be alone to calm down!

And Yang Wenling on the field had a smug smile on his face, this time he defeated the second elder's personal disciple so easily, how to say that it was enough for him to be majestic in the inner gate, and he just wanted to leave but heard the announcement of Elder Chongtong.

"In the next game, the fire group player Luo Hanxuan will fight against the mountain group player Yang Wenling!"

Hearing this, Yang Wenling looked at the referee with some disbelief, and suddenly froze in place, and suddenly secretly shouted in his heart, "It's over!"

The crowd in the audience began to boil, and they shouted one after another: "Senior Brother Luo, come on!"

Luo Hanxuan turned around and left the viewing seat, walked to the arena, and looked at Yang Wenling on the field, the corners of his mouth slightly raised an arc, as if looking at him like a prey.

Bai Chen was startled by the sudden boiling sound, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect this guy to be quite likable!"

Seeing that Luo Hanxuan was fighting against Yang Wenling in the last game, he slammed his left palm with his right fist, and said with some excitement: "This is the ice cube head against that Yang Wenling, and now I can finally breathe a sigh for Qingxue!"

Luo Hanxuan didn't think so, he now remembered the scene of Yang Wenling coming on the field and how he bullied Liu Qingxue.

Walking to the center of the fighting ring, Luo Hanxuan just smiled indifferently and bowed to him slightly.

Yang Wenling swallowed and foamed, for some reason looking at Luo Hanxuan's meaningful smile, there was a trace of coldness in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm, he believed that it was impossible for Luo Hanxuan not to obey the rules of Dabi and openly dare to hurt himself in the fighting ring.

Yang Wenling waved his right hand, and the dragon pattern spear was held in his palm, and the tip of the spear was fluctuating with a trace of spiritual power.

He took a deep breath, and with lightning speed, he suddenly swung the dragon pattern gun and stabbed at Luo Hanxuan, he planned to attack suddenly and catch Luo Hanxuan off guard.

But after all, Yang Wenling still underestimated him, and at the moment he shot out, Yang Wenling suddenly felt that the air around him suddenly became cold, with bursts of coldness, which also affected his shooting speed.

Sure enough, Yang Wenling's stab was dodged by Luo Hanxuan very easily, no matter how Yang Wenling swung his spear and stabbed him, Luo Hanxuan could easily dodge it, and even the dragon pattern blow used in the previous place was cleverly resolved by Luo Hanxuan.

Yang Wenling saw that he had been dodging, so he raised the tip of his gun and pointed at him puzzled: "Senior Brother Luo, what do you mean, why do you keep dodging and don't want to parry my moves, are you looking down on me!"

Luo Hanxuan, who was not far away, just raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes showed a cold glow, and replied with a hint of ridicule: "What if I look down on you!"

Hearing this, Yang Wenling suddenly became angry, even if he was a well-known senior brother, he couldn't be so arrogant in his eyes, and then he raised his gun and shouted angrily: "Then let me understand what the senior brother is capable of!"

As he spoke, he brandished the dragon pattern gun in his hand and stabbed at Luo Hanxuan like crazy, slashing at the fighting arena with powerful spiritual power, and striking out several cracks to blow up the ground.

"Carving insect skills!"

Luo Hanxuan's eyebrows furrowed, two Autumn Frost Swords appeared in his palms, the surrounding air seemed to become cold at this moment, Frost Flowers floated on the body of the sword, and the cold light was full of sharp edges, Then he jumped and suddenly threw the two Autumn Frost short swords towards Yang Wenling.

At this moment, several ice arrows instantly formed in the air, and the moment he swung them, they all pierced Yang Wenling.

Seeing this, Yang Wenling hurriedly waved the dragon pattern gun to resist these ice arrows, but the spiritual power in his body dropped sharply with his body temperature, and every time the dragon pattern gun shattered an ice arrow, the cold ice was directly attached to the tip of the dragon pattern spear after it was broken, and a strong sense of freezing spread to the entire barrel of the gun.

From the audience, the floor of the arena was completely covered with frost, and the strong chill even made the outside of the arena feel a hint of cold.

Bai Chen's face suddenly became solemn, although he was happy to see Yang Wenling being flattened, but the ultimate purpose of his coming here was to seize the top spot, Luo Hanxuan's strong strength was far beyond his imagination, maybe the simple spiritual power battle just now was just a small test of Luo Hanxuan, in order to hide his own cultivation, he did not show his true strength.

The power of ice instantly swept through the entire arena, causing everyone in the audience to tremble, and wondered: "Senior Brother Luo, what's the matter, he actually released such a strong power of ice, he was not like this in previous years!"

"Maybe it's because of Senior Sister Liu, Senior Brother Luo has always been the most intimate with her, Senior Brother Yang didn't pity the jade at all, he used such a strong spiritual skill to deal with her, and he also smashed her spiritual weapon, Senior Brother Luo definitely wants to teach him a lesson for Senior Sister Liu!"

"I can only blame Senior Brother Yang for being unlucky, after bullying Senior Sister Liu, I met Senior Brother Luo, alas!"

Luo Hanxuan clenched his hands, withdrew the Autumn Frost Short Sword that turned into several Ice Arrows, his figure floated down, he glanced at Yang Wenling with cold eyes, and said indifferently: "How does the Cold Ice Frost Arrow taste!"

I saw Yang Wenling's embarrassed right hand supporting the dragon pattern gun, his hair was covered with snow-white frost, because the main release object of the power of ice was him, causing Yang Wenling's face to be pale, his clothes were scraped to pieces by the arrow of ice, and he sat on the ground panting, and most of the spiritual power in his body had been consumed because of resisting the arrow of ice, causing the power of ice to invade his body, and now his eyes were dull, and he looked at Luo Hanxuan with a frightened expression trembling.