Shui Aiying did break through, when she fought to the exhaustion of her mana, her strong will to fight, superb combat experience, and the accumulation of past cultivation, several factors were integrated, and she instantly broke through the bottleneck of the sword path and comprehended a new sword intent, and her overall strength has been greatly improved, and she has even become the first person among all the big disciples without dispute.

Ji Wumo was originally at the end of the strong crossbow, and after receiving Shui Aiying's heavy blow this time, he naturally couldn't resist it, fell under the ring, coughed a few times, didn't hold back, spit out a mouthful of blood, and sprinkled it on the ground steaming.

At this time, it was the autumn season, it was still hot, but the blood that Ji Wumo spit out was steaming, and everyone who saw this scene knew that Ji Wumo's injury was not simple, and at this time, Ji Wumo was unable to keep standing, and his face was red and he fell again.

"Heavenly Sword Sect Shui Aiying wins!" said this, the referee looked at Shui Aiying, and the meaning was obvious.

Shui Aiying naturally knew what the referee meant, and said lightly: "No need to rest, continue!"

"The challenge continues!" the referee glanced at Shui Aiying like a monster.

The disciple of the Tianyang Sect immediately stepped forward to help Ji Wumo up, "Senior brother, why are you so hot!"

While speaking, Ji Wumo coughed up a mouthful of steaming blood again, on the rostrum, the leader of the Tianyang Sect saw that Ji Wumo's injury was strange, and he could no longer watch, so he immediately flew off the rostrum, came to Ji Wumo's side, stretched out his hand to hold Ji Wumo's pulse, Ji Wumo's body was a little hot.

The elders of the Tianyang Sect frowned tightly, and there was a chaotic mana in Ji Wumo's body, with a scorching fire, which was burning Ji Wumo's internal organs.

This elder didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately cast a spell to draw out this mana, but things were not as simple as imagined, this mana was endlessly growing in Ji Wumo's body, and it was becoming more and more intense, and the elder tried his best to draw out a trace of mana, but this trace of mana immediately rushed in his body, the elder was shocked, and hurriedly cast a spell to force this mana out of his body, and after doing all this, the elder was already sweating profusely.

At this time, Ji Wumo was already out of breath, lying on the ground with blood bubbles at the corners of his mouth, obviously dead and unable to die anymore, the elder looked at Ji Wumo who was still steaming, and shook his head weakly.

I didn't expect that the eldest disciple of my Tianyang Sect would die here, and the eldest disciple who inherited the countless hopes of the sect died like this, and died so aggrieved, he didn't even have a reason to take revenge.

This elder now has a headache of how to go back to the head of the sect, a good big disciple handed over to himself to take out to participate in the competition, but the result is that there is no return, this elder has already thought of the head of the wrath.

Ji Wumo's strength is also a first-class group among many big disciples, although he couldn't win Shui Aiying in the end, but he didn't lose his life, but unfortunately his luck was not good, Shui Aiying broke through in battle, his strength increased greatly, and his mana also recovered in an instant, seriously injuring Ji Wumo, and punching a strange mana into Ji Wumo's body to continue to hurt, which was the ultimate reason for Ji Wumo's death.

"Carry it down!" the elder stood up in a dejected manner, and weakly instructed the other disciples.

The disciple who got the order carried Ji Wumo's body back with red eyes and a sad face.

The elder glanced at Shui Aiying in the ring with resentment, and Shui Aiying looked at him fearlessly.

The elder snorted coldly and turned around and walked towards the rostrum.

At the same time, the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect also looked at this elder of the Tianyang Sect as if he was warned, the victory of his disciple in the sect and the life of the opponent was a matter of pride and joy, if the elder of the Tianyang Sect dared to make trouble, he would unceremoniously teach the other party a lesson.

"This girl is becoming more and more impressive, and she has actually comprehended a sword intent, and the future is promising!" Liu Qinsheng praised.

"Counting this time, this girl should have comprehended at least four sword intents, and the first place this time is none other than her!" Cheng Dao Immortal echoed on the side.

This time, until a stick of incense burned out, no one came to the stage to challenge, and the referee finally announced that Shui Aiying won, if no one wins again without a challenge, Shui Aiying will be directly set as the first place.

The big disciples below who did not come to the stage, seeing the symptoms of Ji Wumo's tragic death, before finding the means to crack Shui Aiying's killer move, no one is willing to rush to the stage to challenge, it is really uncertain, if Shui Aiying did not break through before, there are still a lot of people who dare to come to the stage to challenge, and now Shui Aiying's strength has broken through again, and the head-to-head showdown, everyone feels that it is inferior, rather than being seriously injured and embarrassed after taking the stage, it is better to preserve the strength and leave it for the later battle.

After Shui Aiying stepped down, Jin Yuanzong's Wang Gucheng came to the stage, and the first one to challenge was Qiuyi of Tiansha Sect.

The battle between the two sides did not last long, Wang Gucheng was defeated by Qiu Yi, Qiu Yi is worthy of the Tiansha Sect, a fierce awe-inspiring body, every shot can affect the opponent's mind, so that the opponent can not fight with all his strength.

In this case, Wang Gucheng's defeat is also expected, although Wang Gucheng was defeated, but he was not injured, just because of the first match, I don't understand the other party's means, after this battle, if the two fight again, who wins and who loses is still between the two.

As Lin Feng, who was about to go to the Tiansha Sect to be a robber, he kept all the moves and formulas between the two of them in his mind throughout the whole process, and he was constantly deducing the method of cracking and dealing with the Tiansha Sect's Tiansha Divine Skill in his heart.

The evil qi that comes with the Heavenly Demon Sect's one move is a tricky problem, and if you can't find a way to crack it, it will be a big trouble for you.

An hour later, Su Zheng of the Lei Yang Sect had just come to the stage to challenge, and for the Tiansha Sect, the exercises of the Lei Yang Sect were born to have the effect of suppressing their own side.

So as soon as Qiu Yi saw that Su Zheng had just come to power, the whole person was a little nervous, although the two had never fought before, but the absolute suppression over the years had already made the disciples of the Tiansha Sect fearful.

"Do you admit defeat yourself, or do you want me to throw you down?" Su Zhenggang looked at Qiu Yi and said lightly, not taking Qiu Yi in his eyes at all.

"You must be too arrogant, you really think that your Lei Yang Sect will not succeed if we are determined!" Qiu Yi was annoyed by Su Zhenggang's attitude, and was very angry.

"Since that's the case, then see the real chapter under your hands, and you can't knock your opponent with a hard mouth!" Su Zheng started his hand as soon as he finished speaking, and his movements were sharp and did not drag the mud and water.

Qiu Yi also immediately made a move to meet the battle, but the reality did not give Qiu Yi face.

Qiu Yi's heavenly evil qi, in the face of Su Zhenggang's thunder yang qi, has no power to resist at all, and after the two meet, it is like the noon sun dispelling the fog.

The restraint in the exercises cannot be countered without a huge difference in strength, both of them are eighth-layer blood fusion, and the difference in strength is not big, even if the exercises are not considered, in terms of strength alone, Su Zhenggang seems to be stronger than Qiu Yi.

Not long after the war started, Qiu Yi couldn't parry, so he could only choose to defend, Qiu Yi's heart had already been scolded, damn Su Zhenggang, relying on exercises to restrain himself, deliberately went to the ring to embarrass himself, it was really hateful.

However, it is impossible for Su Zhenggang to know Qiu Yi's thoughts, when he saw Qiu Yi in charge, his heart was already happy, Qiu Yi, this kid, obviously saw that he was not on stage, and he still dared to take the lead, isn't this a gift for himself to abuse.

However, after more than 100 moves, Qiu Yi was grabbed by Su Zhenggang and thrown out of the ring, Su Zhenggang really talked about it, and said that he wanted to throw Qiu Yi out of the ring, so he really threw Qiu Yi out of the ring.

Qiu Yi fell to the ground, looked at Su Zhenggang, his eyes were full of humiliation, fuck, he really threw himself down like a thing, dare to humiliate me like this, you wait, I will find you and return it sooner or later.

The next battle was dull, and there was no more excitement, and the remaining few people were waiting for the challenge one after another, until dusk, the finals were over.

After a lot of discussion on the rostrum, Cheng Daoxian, the palace master of the Righteous Qi Palace, who is also the host and the organizer, announced the ranking of the finals.

1st place Shui Aiying

2nd place Feng Ruxian

Third place Su Zhenggang

Fourth place Nangong Sheng

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Except for the first few who are alone, the latter are all tied for many people in the same ranking.

Although this ranking cannot be regarded as an absolute strength ranking, there are many discrepancies, but the top few rankings are indisputable, and it is absolutely untenable if there is not enough strength.

After the battle, this list will also circulate, and the first few monks will also be sung by the world, and for a long time, this will become a symbol of their strength, and it is unlikely that there will be any changes in the short term, unless someone can challenge and defeat these people and replace their names.

The sect competition is finally over, the top 100 places and the order of entering the secret realm have been determined, for the Zhengqi Palace, it can be regarded as a success, as for the various sects, it can be regarded as a great gain, of course, the two sects that died are not counted.

The worst thing is, of course, the Qingyang Sect, which didn't get a single place, and lost the lives of more than a dozen disciples here, which can be said to be no more miserable.

The personnel of the other sects can still make a difference after they go back, but Qinghe feels shameless to face the people of the Qingyang Sect, and the eldest disciple Linyun has also suffered a blow and gave up on himself, how to explain to the head of the sect Qingtian.

The Immortal Daoist announced that he would hold a feast tomorrow to celebrate the achievements of all the sects, and then the elders and disciples of each sect would go to the banquet together.

It is said that it is a celebration banquet, in fact, it is a farewell to Yan, now that the affairs of the various factions here have been completed, there is naturally no need to continue to stay, and after the banquet tomorrow, the personnel of each faction will disperse.

"Palace Master, the disciple is back to restore his life!"

Just as everyone was about to disperse, dozens of righteous qi palace disciples flew from the mountain gate, and they shouted from afar.