The reason why Wu Zheng recruited Duanmu Haoyang to join the Oneiroi Sect was only because of his cultivation qualifications, if he could really be taken under the sect, and if he could cultivate properly in the future, not only would he have one more excellent subordinate, but his position in the Oneiroi Sect would be more stable.

Seeing Duanmu Haoyang's refusal, Leng Ding was happy, he always looked forward to Duanmu Haoyang's early death, this time in order to ask Wu Zheng to help, he gave the other party a lot of good things, no matter what the price was, Duanmu Haoyang would not survive.

Kang Taiping saw that Wu Zheng was no longer talking, and directly announced the start of the competition. The rules are simple, you can admit defeat if you lose the fight, but if the other party refuses, you can only die in one side of the battle, and the fight can end.

Hearing that the game had started, Jia Yucheng did not make a move immediately, and looked at Duanmu Haoyang with contemptuous eyes.

"I don't know what to do, my master is also a pivotal figure in the Oneiroi Sect, and he has the intention to take you under the door, one by one, but he refuses in public!

"The Oneiroi Sect is a higher-level sect, why would it stand out for the lower-level forces? If it is really a great sect, how can it be invited by a lower-level sect to be a dog!"

Duanmu Haoyang's words were prickly, and he didn't give an inch.

"Elder Wu intended to accept Leng Cailiang as an apprentice, that is, he is about to become my junior brother, but I didn't expect to be killed by you, and now I want your life!"

"I want to be a junior brother for a waste, and I guess your senior brother is not very good!"

Duanmu Haoyang didn't want to continue talking nonsense, waved his fists to meet Jia Yucheng, and took the lead.

Spiritual power infused the meridians of the arm, and a thin film covered by spiritual power was formed on the surface of the fist. Jia Yucheng saw that Duanmu Haoyang did not take out his weapon, and he also faced the battle with his bare hands, he thought that Duanmu Haoyang's strength could not be strong, the other party did not use weapons, as a sect disciple, how could he take out a weapon first, which would damage the face of the sect disciples.

Arms intersected, fists touched, Duanmu Haoyang felt that the other party's spiritual power was more mellow than him, the opponent's strength prevailed, and the strength was close to the late stage, and the method of using the Taixu Imperial Sword Technique to control the spiritual power did not let him suffer a loss, and took the opponent's attack.

The Streamer Breaking Dragon Fist combined with the Teng Snake Transformation Method, in addition to not daring to collide with Jia Yucheng, Duanmu Haoyang did not fall behind every time he fought, and the two of them fought equally.

"Loose cultivation, good body technique!"

"The disciples of the Oneiroi Sect are just like that, and they haven't found anything special!"

Duanmu Haoyang attacked Jia Yucheng's fist, elevated it with his arm, and responded with words.

immediately took advantage of the emptiness on Jia Yucheng's right side and punched his ribs.

Jia Yucheng's body was flexible, rotating with his right foot as the axis, avoiding Duanmu Haoyang's attack, and his left fist swung sideways, trying to attack Duanmu Haoyang's head.

Duanmu Haoyang's spiritual power was infused with his right fist to the extreme, and he directly met the attacking left fist, with a bang, after the two fists collided, they were separated in an instant, Duanmu Haoyang took five steps back, and Jia Yucheng took three steps back.

The two did not stop, their spiritual power poured into their legs, and they fought together again.

Duanmu Haoyang felt that his spiritual power consumption was more than that of the other party, after all, Jia Yucheng was a real mid-stage cultivator, and his spiritual power recovery and fluctuations were stronger than him.

In order to ensure the abundance of spiritual power, Duanmu Haoyang put an elixir in his mouth.

"What if you are endowed, you are just an early stage cultivator, let your life stay in the ring today!"

"Don't be too early, it's too early!"

Duanmu Haoyang deceived himself again, with the supplement of the spiritual power of the medicine, the two collided three times in a row, and when they staggered their bodies, the fists hit their chests.

Although there were armor and clothing to protect the body, reducing the spiritual power rushing into the body, both of them still spit out a mouthful of blood, but Duanmu Haoyang only took a step back, and the blood he spit out hung on his cheeks. Jia Yucheng took five steps back, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and put his hand on his chest.

Jia Yucheng's thin face was so yin that water could seep out, and he stared at Duanmu Haoyang with resentment, "With the advantage of armor, it can't be regarded as real strength!"

I didn't expect that Duanmu Haoyang, a casual cultivator, actually had a second-order armor and clothing, and one of his sect disciples was only wearing first-order armor clothes, and he was jealous in his heart.

Everyone on the high platform didn't expect Duanmu Haoyang to adopt the method of exchanging injuries for support, and Jia Yucheng's injuries were even more serious. The smile on Wu Zheng's face disappeared, and he secretly scolded his disciple for being stupid.

Kang Xiong and Kang Taiping praised Duanmu Haoyang for his cleverness, although one punch could not seriously injure the other party, but the psychological gap was different. If Jia Yucheng's mood is affected, then in the next battle, Duanmu Haoyang will gradually have the advantage.

Leng Ding was secretly glad that he didn't send a disciple from Danyang Hall, otherwise he wouldn't be Duanmu Haoyang's opponent at all.

Jia Yucheng took a healing pill, and with a wave of his right hand, he took out his sword.

"Fists and feet can rely on armor, weapons to see what else you can rely on!"

Duanmu Haoyang ignored it, and also took an elixir to keep the spiritual power sufficient, the spiritual power of the whole body to operate, repair the damage caused by the spiritual power of the meridians, and with a wave of his right hand, he took out the Nine Phoenix Soul Killing Sword.

Wu Zheng saw Duanmu Haoyang's sword, and his eyes lit up. In his judgment, the sword used by Duanmu Haoyang was a second-order array weapon, and it was definitely a top-notch array weapon, much better than his own sword, looking at the Nine Phoenix Soul Killing Sword, his eyes were hot.

Kang Taiping and Leng Ding naturally discovered that the Nine Phoenix Soul Slaying Sword was extraordinary, and they didn't expect Duanmu Haoyang to have such a high-quality weapon.

"The sword is good, I just don't know if you can play its performance!" Jia Yucheng looked at the sword in Duanmu Haoyang's hand, and wanted to keep it for himself, but he didn't know that Wu Zheng was fighting this sword.

Duanmu Haoyang flew directly towards Jia Yucheng, and the sword "Cold Light" sword came out, and the sword shadow descended, and three swords were sent out in a row, forcing Jia Yucheng, who was not fully prepared, to retreat.

All the people watching Duanmu Haoyang were shocked again, the fist fighting skills and weapon combat skills were all superior, how could this be comparable to the scattered cultivation, and ordinary sect disciples could not compare with it.

Leng Ding and Wu Zheng on the high platform had already stood up, staring at Duanmu Haoyang in the ring, this is a treasure trove!

Jia Yucheng was forced to retreat by a move, feeling that he had lost the face of the Dream God Sect, and he was angry in his heart, and the two of them fought together with a sword volley.

"Cold Wind", "Ling", "Copper Wall and Iron Wall", and "Cold Light" sword moves one after another, one after another, Jia Yucheng was in a hurry, and his face was already covered with sweat, but the moves were not chaotic.

The main reason why he was forced to come here by Duanmu Haoyang was that he was in a state of mind and was too eager to win.

Duanmu Haoyang occasionally took a pill, and he had to admire the sect's disciples' use of combat skills and exercises, and the two of them gradually became a tie again, after all, the gap in combat skill levels could not completely make up for the gap in cultivation.

The soul power attack of the Nine Phoenix Soul Slaying Sword has not been used, Duanmu Haoyang is not sure if the other party has defensive measures in the soul power, and he doesn't want to expose it rashly, the attack of the sword shadow has changed from fast to slow, sharp to feminine.

The sudden change of moves made Jia Yucheng very uncomfortable, and he turned to the next peak. The Nine Phoenix Soul Slaying Sword was sometimes as slow as a breeze, sometimes as fast as lightning, Jia Yucheng's divine sense paid attention to every movement of Duanmu Haoyang, and the erratic attack made him passive, forced to defend, and it was difficult to attack.

Everyone on the high platform, seeing that Duanmu Haoyang used a new high-level combat technique, all stood up, even the cold and arrogant Wei Nianqin was no exception.

Wu Zheng's eyes widened, his hands were clenched, and he almost couldn't help but rush to the ring to kill Duanmu Haoyang and snatch his combat skills.

The successive cultivators who were watching around were also attracted by the high-level combat skills, thinking about how good it would be if they could have such combat skills.

The rhythm of the battle between the two sides was completely controlled by Duanmu Haoyang, and Jia Yucheng was so anxious that he had no chance to launch a spell attack.

Duanmu Haoyang was also paying attention to the state of his opponent at all times, and found that Jia Yucheng's mentality had changed, and his moves were already slightly messy. Duanmu Haoyang seized the opportunity, it was originally an ethereal sword shadow, and the soul power was infused with the Nine Phoenix Soul Killing Sword, and it made a slight contact with Jia Yucheng's sword body, and suddenly accelerated, and the sword blade was sharp, slashing towards Jia Yucheng's left arm.

At this moment, Jia Yucheng was in a trance, and found that it was too late, the blade passed through like lightning, his left arm was cut off, the pain was unbearable, he opened his mouth and shouted, Duanmu Haoyang kicked in the air, kicked Jia Yucheng suspended in the air out of the ring, and landed on the ground.