There are one hundred and eleven Jindan cultivators on the side of Baqi Mountain, and there are eleven people at the peak of cultivation, and fifty-five people in Cangwu Mountain against one hundred and eleven people, whether it is the peak cultivators of Jindan or the total number of Jindan cultivators, they cannot confront Baqi Mountain, unless there is another figure like Duanmu Haoyang, it is absolutely impossible to win.

Under the ring, silence returned again.

The peak cultivators of the Jindan on the side of Baqi Mountain have already taken the stage, and Cangwu Mountain will either face it or admit defeat.

With the strength of the other party, they have no capital to admit defeat, once the Jindan period competition admits defeat, the competition of the Yuan infant period must win.

However, if you want to win one of the two, it is too difficult, too difficult.

Admitting defeat is not Cangwu Mountain's style.

War, must fight.

Xiao Jingyuan couldn't stop shouting in his heart.

However, there were only five peak cultivators of Cangwu Mountain's Jindan, namely Long Ao, Feng Qiwu, Zhan Shan, himself, and another elder.

At this time, Feng Qiwu was no longer there, and was secretly hiding in Cangwu City to prevent accidents during the ring competition.

There is also You Cheng, although it is not the peak cultivation of Jindan, but against the enemy with different fires, the peak powerhouse of Jindan is not an opponent, but the spiritual power is consumed, which needs to be replenished, and in the process of fighting, if you are a little careless, you may be in danger of losing your life.

Sect's Dan Pavilion Elder, he didn't dare to take risks easily.

"What should I do?"

Long Ao was already eager to try, just waiting for Xiao Jingyuan's decision.

Duanmu Haoyang saw that Cangwu Mountain had not sent the Jindan Peak Elder, so he understood the entanglement in Xiao Jingyuan's heart.

Give up unwillingly, don't give up, there is no certainty of winning.

In fact, he still has a means, which is to know the Yanhuang Devouring Sword in the sea.

In the past few days, he has tried several times, and he feels that the connection between the divine soul and the spirit weapon is closer, and the control can basically achieve whatever he wants, but he is not sure how much power it can produce.

Since he recognized the Lord with the Yanhuang Devouring Sword, he has only used it once, and because of its great power, he has never used it easily.

It is precisely because of the small number of times that there is no basis for measuring its destructive power.

As of this moment, he didn't think about whether to use the Yanhuang Devouring Sword to help the sect survive the immediate calamity.

Once used, if it is recognized by a cultivator who knows this treasure and spreads it, it will not be good for the sect or for him.

I'm okay, I'm about to leave the Immortal Realm, or hide in the three-layer immortal realm for three months, but Cangwu Mountain has no place to hide, and the sect is here, where can I hide.

After all, the sect can't be disbanded!

Xuan Hongbo saw that there were no cultivators in Cangwu Mountain for a long time, and he was proud.

"Xiao Jingyuan, admit defeat! There is no end to it, you have no chance!"

"Hmph, the apprentice can kill you to the ground, how can the master not have the courage to fight!"

Long Ao, dressed in sloppy clothes, flew to the ring in the air, holding a chicken leg in his hand.

As soon as the body entered the ring area, it slapped a palm print, thus descending.

The peak cultivator of the Jindan of Baqi Mountain also raised his palm, and the two palm prints collided together.

"Boom!"

The voice was low and long, and the two palm prints disappeared.

Long Ao landed in the ring, and his body was suspended more than thirty centimeters high.

"Baqi Mountain is good at bullying, Tang Yuanpeng take out your weapon!"

"Long sloppy, others are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid, the weapon will be later! Let me see how much your fists and feet have grown!"

"I haven't met for many years, and you still can't get rid of the problem of stinky mouth!"

Long Ao's body bounced up, hovered on the spot, and the shadow of his legs flew out, smashing Tang Yuanpeng.

Tang Yuanpeng's left hand stroked his right arm in the shape of a sleeve, and his right hand was thrown upward.

His arm seemed to stretch out in an instant, and the shadow of his arm hit the shadow of his leg, neither of which dissipated.

The right arm is pulled, and the left arm is pushed out with a palm, hitting the center of the leg shadow foot.

Long Ao's body retreated in the air, as if Tang Yuanpeng's palm had really hit the heart of his foot.

The aerial image disappeared, Long Ao retracted his legs and kicked back, his body shooting out like a cannonball, and the two of them made physical contact in an instant.

The sound of bangbang bangbang was heard, and the power of each other's eruptions dried up, and only then did they separate.

"Dragon sloppy, you only have a few tricks, no progress! ”

After pulling away the distance, Tang Yuanpeng's limbs stretched, and the figure flew out of his body, the farther away he was, the bigger it became, and the image seemed a little fainter.

Seeing this, Long Ao retreated into shape, stopped again, and rushed forward in reverse, standing under the huge figure, trying to make it impossible to attack.

Sure enough, the arm of the figure stretched out deeply, the five fingers together, clenched the palm into a fist, and the fist shadow smashed from the top of Long Ao's head.

"Good time!"

Long Ao stood on his legs, crossed his hands on the shelf, and about ten centimeters above his arm, the shadow of his arm appeared.

At the moment when the two shadows touched, the shadow of the arm increased, and then climbed, reaching Tang Yuanpeng's figure, and slowly straightened up.

Stomping on the ground with one foot, Long Ao's body bounced up, the same height as the figure's abdomen, the arms crossed on the shelves were retracted, and his hands continued to draw in front of him, floating out a criss-crossing pattern.

"Crack!"

Tang Yuanpeng's figure then dissipated.

The spell was broken, Tang Yuanpeng did not panic, and condensed a much more shadowy shadow than before in front of him, and withdrew into his body, his face flushed slightly.

"Come again!"

The limbs stretched, the figure flew out, enlarged, and after approaching Long Ao, the figure shrank extremely quickly, and smashed down with empty fists with both hands.

Long Ao frowned slightly, "Not good!"

But it was too late, Tang Yuanpeng stood behind the figure, and at some point, his hands were in the same posture as the figure's empty fists, and a sword appeared, stabbing from top to bottom.

"Hey!"

Tang Yuanpeng rushed into the figure at an almost teleporting speed, and the two happened to be the same size, and they immediately merged into one.

Long Ao noticed that something was wrong, his body had retreated, and he narrowly avoided the tip and blade of the sword, and he had not yet recovered from the danger.

"Die!"

The left foot stepped forward into a lunge, and the moment the hilt of the sword was pounded forward, a short sword popped out of it, which was slightly longer than the hilt and slightly narrower than the blade.

Long Ao saw that the short sword went straight to the heart, and completely dodged it, it was too late.

Support your body with your left foot, step out with your right foot, and move your upper body to the right.

As he expected, he took a half-step with his right foot, and the dagger stabbed under his left shoulder, avoiding the vital point of the heart.

Ignoring the severe pain in his body, he slapped Tang Yuanpeng's left shoulder with his left hand, his body retreated violently, the muscles at the wound contracted, and the exercises worked, driving away the external spiritual power in his body.

barely stood still on the edge of the ring, "Tang Yuanpeng, the inferior roots are difficult to get rid of, the dead nature does not change, and it is still despicable!"

This battle Long Ao has been defeated, and he is not ready to continue to attack.

Looking at Tang Yuanpeng's appearance, he also stopped the operation of the exercises.

"Back then, you could suffer from the experience of being together, but it's okay now. ”

Tang Yuanpeng approached Long Ao while holding it, stroked the ring with his hand, and took out a jade bottle.

Suddenly, the speed under his feet increased sharply, and a palm was imprinted on Long Ao's wound, and the spiritual power rushed into Long Ao's body along the wound, like a soft sword.

Long Ao spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell under the ring, his breath wilting.

"Despicable, I owe it to me to take care of the love of the year!"

"What kind of affection is not reluctant, you didn't shout to stop, and you didn't admit defeat at my hands, how can you miss such an opportunity......?"

Yuan Infant Cultivator Guan Gu stood on the edge of the ring, as if all this that happened had nothing to do with him, it was completely an ornament.

Seeing this scene, Duanmu Haoyang swept the ground and moved, impulsive in front of Long Ao, and immediately put a pill in his mouth.

His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Tang Yuanpeng, who was condescending in the ring.

"What do you see? Think you're very good? Compete with me, and make your teleportation and soul transformation attacks all invalid.

The methods of the Jindan peak cultivator, you will not understand!"

Long Ao grabbed Duanmu Haoyang's arm and signaled him not to be impulsive.

Glancing at Tang Yuanpeng again, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he picked up Long Teng and returned to the high platform of Cangwu Mountain.

Tang Yuanpeng won at the end, and on the side of Baqi Mountain, the cheers continued, as if he wanted to vent all the depression of the previous defeat.

The disciples of Cangwu Mountain all looked at the high platform, or paid attention to Long Ao's injury, or waited for the next cultivator from the sect to fight.

Xiao Jingyuan checked Long Ao's injury, glanced at the ring, his eyes roamed back and forth between Zhan Shan and another Jindan peak cultivator, and he didn't know who to send out of the station now.

Zhan Shan looked like he didn't care about himself, and didn't pay attention to Xiao Jingyuan's gaze at all.

More than a month ago, when Zhu Rong was brought back, when he saw that miserable look, he hated Xiao Jingyuan's master and apprentice.

As for Zhu Rong's slaughter of his fellow disciples, he didn't know anything about it, and Zhu Rong also kept his mouth shut and let it be disposed of.

The cultivation has been abolished, and Xiao Jing saw that he couldn't find the result, so he didn't continue to ask, but the investigation of Ren Teng was very in-depth.

From it, Xiao Jingyuan and others found a clue, but they didn't have a seizure for the time being.

Send Zhan Shan to the ring, whether he goes or not for the time being, at least he will not do his best for Cangwu Mountain.

Therefore, he could only send another Jindan Peak Elder first.