In order to ensure success, Xing Weifan also deliberately let the white mist emerge a lot around Zimo's body, and Xing Weifan, who thought he was foolproof, quickly approached Zimo with a cane, as long as Zimo took a step back and didn't take half a step, he won.

Xing Weifan's movements were not bad in Zimo's perception, because Xing Weifan did not hide his true body at all, he thought that Zimo had been tricked, and the last blow was also in the spirit of nothing.

As everyone knows, Zimo is waiting for him, it is the reason why Xing Weifan's quick blow is unusually slow in the awareness of Zimo, who has been prepared, the moment Xing Weifan approaches Zimo, Zimo turns his body sideways, Xing Weifan pounces in the air, and a happy smile freezes on his face, and then Xing Weifan realizes something, and forcibly blocks the body that almost jumped out of the ring, and when he turns his body, he arrives at Zimo who is full of smiles.

"It's not good, it's a trap, he did it on purpose!" Xing Weifan thought of so much in an instant, accompanied by Zimo's smile, and then lightly pressed his palm on Xing Weifan's chest, Zimo didn't even need to use Zhenyuan, and with a gentle push, Xing Weifan screamed his arms, unable to contain his crumbling body.

"Plop ....." Fell out of the ring with a thud.

At the moment, all the disciples were silent, and this duel was full of twists and turns, and at first Zimo pretended to be in the formation, wandering around, paralyzing Xing Weifan, and then planned all this, and then Xing Weifan was really fooled, and finally Zimo had the last laugh.

"Zimo wins this game!" the Gongfa Elder announced loudly.

"Wonderful, there are such scheming disciples in the mountain protection lineage, the three elders have made great contributions!" the Great Elder clapped his hands and said appreciatively.

"It's all the result of their own efforts, and the old man didn't help much!" said the third elder modestly, and everyone could see that the smile on the corner of his mouth had risen to the sky.

Originally, the three elders thought that the whole army of the mountain protection line was wiped out, but who knew that at the last moment, Zimo actually had today's big reversal, and at the beginning of the game, he once thought that Zimo was caught in the formation of the change of certificates, which was really a twist and turn.

At this moment, the second elder's face was very gloomy, his hunch was really right, in the future, Xing Weifan, a fool, would stay at the mountain gate well, and he must not be allowed to go out.

"Senior Brother Zimo one by one!" Many disciples raised their arms and shouted Zimo's name, Zimo's performance won the cheers of the outer disciples on the scene, and when the punishment was about to win this game, Zimo broke the situation, and many people cheered at this moment.

"How can this be reasonable, I'm going to take back that ring!" Xing Wei Zhuo gritted his teeth.

"Second Senior Brother, don't be impulsive, the Sect Leader is dispatched, we have to make sure that we still have the strength to fight for it in the end!" Xing Weiyao grabbed Xing Weizhuo and said.

"Well, after the battle for the first line of the sect, except for Senior Brother Long Fengyue, the other rings are occupied by our punishment line!" Xing Weizhuo said fiercely.

Long Fengxuan, who was not far away, slowly watched the second round of the ring duel, glanced at each other, and Long Fengyu took the lead in speaking.

"One breath, I just need one breath!" Long Fengyu said lightly with his hands moving.

"Xing Wei Sword was handed over to me, not only for Lu Chuan's injury, but to make a break with him, the revenge last time has been avenged, and now it's my turn to trouble him!" Long Fengxuan said lightly.

"Okay, considering that the second child was a criminal punishment before, Zimo will be handled by you!" Long Fengyue said slowly.

"Yes, listen to you, senior brother!" said Long Fengxue with a smile.

"Third child, which one do you choose, Xing Weixin or Xing Weichen?" asked Long Fengyue.

"Xing Weixin, I want to see how he plans me!" Long Fengyu said with a smile.

"Okay, it's time for us to appear on the stage, take the position of palace master, let the master be relieved, and then go to retreat, our goal is the Ten Thousand Swords Society!" Long Fengyue said loudly. Search the e-book

"Target Ten Thousand Swords Society, take the position of palace master!" The four of them touched each other's fists and slowly looked at the ring.

With the actions of the four people, everyone calmed down, and the final big scene was about to appear, and the sword floating in the audience showed a relaxed look, and the second elder was even more relaxed.

The four Shi Shiran walked through the martial arts arena, the cyan robe moved without wind, four different true elements emanated, and the four different powers represented the goals of their respective challenges, and all the disciples were in good spirits, and they were very much looking forward to it.

The Azure True Yuan's Dragon Wind Xuan, the Snow True Yuan's Dragon Wind Snow, the Light Golden True Yuan's Long Fengyue, and the Colorless True Yuan's Dragon Wind and Rain, exuded a faint majesty and walked towards their respective goals.

The disciples of the inner gate all have a feeling of being suddenly separated from the world at this moment, this faint power is different from the previous punishment and mountain protection line, it seems that it is only for individuals in the ring, their feelings are not wrong, it is the unique ability of the Jindan realm, the breath lock.

Long Fengxuan and the four of them took the stage at the same time, facing each other with the same tacit understanding, and Long Fengyue and the others all looked at Long Fengxuan.

"I didn't expect you to challenge me, I thought it would be Fengyue!" Xing Weijian's pale face showed a hint of gloom.

"It's called Senior Brother Fengyue, he is the Senior Brother of the Sword Soul Sect!" Long Fengxuan said lightly.

"Hmph, it's very simple for me to change my words, I'll talk about it after beating me!" Xing Weijian snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand was already pointing at Long Fengxuan.

"Don't you scream?" Long Fengxuan originally put down the right hand that was holding the Qingying Sword behind his back, and asked with a faint glance at Xing Weijian.

"It's better for you to be serious in the duel with me, and the heavens will punish you one by one!" Xing Weijian ignored Long Fengxuan's words, and suddenly shouted, the long sword was raised high, and with his loud shout, one after another heavenly thunder released Buddha from above the nine heavens, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped the entire ring, and the heaven and earth suddenly turned into a darkness.

"I've been waiting for this day for so long, and I've comprehended the Sword of Heavenly Punishment, just to be ashamed today!" Xing Weijian roared with a hideous expression, his face full of madness.

With the power of the Heavenly Punishment Sword, bursts of thunder resounded throughout the martial arts arena, and many inner disciples trembled under the power of the Heavenly Punishment Sword, and they couldn't live in fear.

"Is this the strength of the Punishment Pulse Pulse?" Many disciples trembled silently in their hearts, no wonder the Punishment Pulse never declined in the Sword Soul Gate, and before Long Fengyue did not rise, the Punishment Pulse was always the myth of the entire Sword Soul Sect, and now there is a possibility that it will continue to continue.

"Is this kid Wei Jian actually in control of the Heavenly Punishment Sword?" the Great Elder asked the Second Elder with a happy face.

"This is also thanks to Feng Xuan, the closed disciple who was in charge of the sect before, if it weren't for his sword, he wouldn't have been able to control it so quickly!" the second elder said modestly.

"I see, it's very good!" said the Great Elder with a smile, obviously in a happy mood.

In the second elder's modest words, Jian Fusheng's smile became even stronger, if Long Fengxuan still practiced according to the sword technique in advance, Jian Fusheng did not dare to guarantee Feng Xuan's victory or defeat, he could only say that there was a great chance of winning, and since that day, Jian Fusheng would not worry about Long Fengxuan at all, in three days, Jian Fusheng believed that Long Fengxuan would definitely gain something.

On the ring, the Sword of Heavenly Punishment was condensing its might, and Xing Weijian's face was even paler, and while condensing the Sword of Heavenly Punishment while being vigilant against Long Fengxuan, his face became even paler.

"You don't have to worry about me making a move, do your best to get cohesion!" Long Fengxuan suddenly realized that Wei Jian was also a good opponent, an opportunity to hone his sword skills, and said lightly at the moment.

"I won't let you down!" Xing Weijian shouted, hearing that Long Fengxuan would not stop him, he tried his best to condense the power of the Heavenly Punishment Sword at the moment.

"Boom... Boom ....." The thunder is getting louder and louder, the sky is getting darker and darker, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword is like a demon god, with a hideous face, staring at Long Fengxuan, at this moment he wants to refresh Long Fengxuan's corpse through all his shame.

Finally, the power of the Heavenly Punishment Sword has been condensed to the maximum under the greatest efforts of the Xing Wei Sword, crumbling to support the countless thunder and lightning of the defenders, Xing Wei Sword's face is even paler, if it is not for the support of hatred, it is estimated that the Xing Wei Sword has long been unable to support it at this moment.