Originally, he thought that Luo Hanxuan would take care of the rules of the sect conference, so he didn't dare to be really ruthless to himself, but he didn't expect that in front of everyone, he dared to seriously injure himself in defiance of the rules of the conference, and now he couldn't suppress the shame in his heart, he who called himself a genius disciple of the inner sect on weekdays, but he couldn't last a round under Luo Hanxuan.

Luo Hanxuan put away the Autumn Frost Sword and didn't say much, just glanced at Yang Wenling, who was sitting on the ground, turned his head to look at Elder Chongtong on the referee's bench and said indifferently: "Now you can announce the results!"

Hearing this, Elder Chongtong was slightly stunned, and then announced with a light cough: "Yang Wenling fights against Luo Hanxuan, and the winner is Luo Hanxuan!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamations in the audience, and they all marveled at the powerful power of Luo Hanxuan's icy power, but at this time, Miao Tian in the audience, his face showed an unusually ugly face, and revealed a trace of greed, he stared at Luo Hanxuan calmly on the field, and his eyes showed inexpressible jealousy.

Ordinary people may not know what kind of spiritual skill the cold ice power used by Luo Hanxuan, but he doesn't know that it is the cold ice power brought by the internal skill "Han Xuan Decision", which is known for its extreme ice cultivation, blesses the Autumn Frost Sword, and the cold ice sword rain released is not only endowed with a large area of attacks, but will also be eroded by cold poison in the ice array, resulting in not only having to resist the attack of the cold ice sword rain with all his might, but also distracting himself from the cold poison in the ice array, if it weren't for Luo Hanxuan's intention to hurt him, I am afraid that the power of this extreme ice has already turned Yang Wenling into an ice sculpture.

Luo Hanxuan walked lightly to Yang Wenling's side, his palm slowly raised and pointed to the top of his head, wanting to suck back the cold poison that remained in Yang Wenling's body, only to see Yang Wenling's eyes slightly closed and coughed lightly, a trace of black blood slowly flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and a trace of blue mist slowly flowed out of the top of his head, and flowed to Luo Hanxuan's palm, these blue ice mist are the cold poison in the ice array, if it remains in the body and is not removed in time, the cold poison will gradually erode the internal organs of the middle, making people bear the severe pain as if the internal organs are frozen, and will consume the spiritual power in the body。

After a moment, Luo Hanxuan slowly retracted his palm, glanced at the embarrassed Yang Wenling, and said coldly: "I hope you will shatter the wishful thinking in your heart as soon as possible, and don't put your mind on the place where you shouldn't put it!" After speaking, he turned around indifferently.

Yang Wenling covered his chest with his hands and coughed lightly twice, the effect of the cold poison had gradually subsided, and his face had roughly recovered as before, and then he stood up with a little difficulty holding the dragon pattern gun, looking at Luo Hanxuan's departing back with resentful eyes, the words he left echoed in his mind, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Luo Hanxuan!"

Luo Hanxuan returned to the audience, waved his sleeves lightly and sat down calmly, looking at the fighting ring with a proud look on his face.

Bai Chen hurriedly came over, his eyes showed ill-intentioned eyes, and he smiled evilly: "Brother Luo, I didn't expect you to be so strong, you only solved that Yang Wenling in a few rounds, can you tell me that it was He Ling's skill that was similar to the ice array you released just now, and it has such a powerful range attack!"

Hearing this, Luo Hanxuan just smiled slightly, glanced at him, and said, "Why should I tell you!"

Suddenly, Bai Chen had the urge to drag the ice cube man beside him to the fighting arena for a poisonous beating, and then he exhaled lightly, suppressed the urge in his heart and turned away, no longer caring about the ice-like Luo Hanxuan beside him.

Time went by, and in a blink of an eye, it was noon, and at this time, most of the two groups of players had been eliminated.

Elder Chongtong looked at the list in his hand, and immediately showed a smile, and said, "Fire Group player Lu Wei vs. Mountain Group player Bai Chen! Please enter the two groups as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, Bai Chen, who was already a little sleepy, was suddenly startled, and hurriedly got up and walked towards the fighting arena.

And Luo Hanxuan, who was pretending to be asleep on the side, saw that Bai Chen had entered the fighting arena, so he opened his eyes and observed him carefully.

At this time, Lu Wei's name resounded in the audience, and there was not a trace of cheering for Bai Chen, and even some disciples sneered:

"This mountain group player Bai Chen has never heard of it!

"I'm afraid that this person didn't come to the conference to fill the number of people, right! A disciple of the outer sect also dares to come to participate in the sect competition? That Lu Wei is also one of the eight sons of the inner sect, and his cultivation has already reached the peak of the spiritual realm, and I think that this Baichen cultivation will not exceed the middle stage of the spiritual realm at most!"

"Who knows! Wait a minute, let's see how Senior Brother Lu teaches this outer disciple to be a man!"

In the fighting ring, the two slowly walked to the center of the ring, bowed slightly and said, "Please advise!"

After speaking, Lu Wei waved his right hand, and a three-foot long sword appeared in his hand, this sword was silver all over, and it was a three-seal grade spiritual weapon sword.

Bai Chen's right finger pinched the trick and said, "Dust from the sword, out!" Then he sacrificed the dust from the sword, and a sword with a red and blood-colored body, more than four feet in size, turned into an entity from the afterimage and appeared in his right hand.

As soon as this sword came out, Wang Lingwei, the head of the audience who had been silent, lifted a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth, and raised his forehead slightly to look at Elder Chongtong on the referee's seat.

Lu Wei shouted violently, stabbed at Bai Chen with a long sword in his hand, and the sword qi pierced the sky.

Seeing the situation, Bai Chen hurriedly crossed the sword with Chenli in his hand, the two swords collided and burst out of slow sparks, Bai Chen's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, when the other party's spiritual weapon grade was lower than Chenli's sword, he still felt a sense of oppression, and this Lu Wei in front of him, I am afraid that his cultivation is only a line away from the quenching spirit.

Lu Wei slowly poured his spiritual power into the spiritual weapon, shook off the white dust with a loud shout, and turned around and slashed out several sharp sword qi at him.

Bai Chen hurriedly jumped, slid backwards for a few steps, and then suddenly plunged the dust away sword into the ground, instantly bursting out with a powerful spiritual power shield to resist the sword qi released by Lu Wei.

Suddenly, several cracks were struck by the sword qi on the ground and spread to Bai Chen's feet, and the green tendons on his forehead loomed, obviously the sword qi released by Lu Wei was extremely powerful, making the spiritual power shield of the dust away from the sword a little unstoppable.

When Lu Wei was fighting, he always did not give his opponent a chance to fight back, causing him to release his sword qi frantically from the beginning, and often some monks whose strength was inferior to him were knocked down by his extremely powerful sword qi in less than a few rounds.

After Lu Wei slashed out several sword qi in an almost frenzied manner, he suddenly jumped towards Bai Chen with a sword in his palm, and plunged into the sword from mid-air towards the spiritual power shield.

At this time, beads of sweat were already flowing out of Bai Chen's forehead, and he looked at Lu Wei in mid-air and hurriedly operated the remnant moon in his body, urging him to the peak of spiritual power in his body, and roared and pulled out the dusty sword to release a spiritual light wave to oppose it.

Suddenly, Lu Wei's face changed suddenly, and at this time, Bai Chen's aura instantly increased, so that he was a little stunned, and he was directly hit in the chest by the light wave released by the Chenli Sword, but fortunately, he reacted quickly at the last moment and blocked it with a spirit weapon, so that he did not suffer much damage.