On the stage, a thin Taoist stood quietly with a whisk in his hand, because he was young, he was more like a little Taoist boy who did not understand the world. His face was calm, his expression was slightly cold, and he stood on one side of the ring, looking at the strong man opposite from a distance.

The strong man was a little frightened by the little child's staring.

Xiao Daotong is the youngest of the inner gates, and he and Feng Qianmo may only be one or two years older, and he is already in the middle of the Star Realm.

This kind of talent, even if you look at the entire Zhenbei jurisdiction, and even the entire Dongcang, is a top achievement!

At the beginning of the competition, the strong man seemed to be emboldened for himself, shouted, and directly used his spiritual power to blast towards Xiao Daotong with all his strength!

Feng Qianmo was shocked in his heart - this punch really won't kill people?

The strong man obviously did his best, and everyone sweated for this little junior brother in the door, who was not often seen, but the other three people in the inner door looked calm.

The little Dao boy's Dao robe was windless and automatic, and it was all bulging, I don't know if it was caused by his own spiritual power, or because he was oppressed by the majestic fist intent on the opposite side.

I saw that the little Taoist boy's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he shouted softly:

"Get out!"

He threw the same punch directly!

Without any skills, it's the easiest way to hit the hard.

The strong man only felt the wind rising in the ring, and the majestic spiritual power directly crushed the fist intent, and then broke the strong man's body protection qi on the opposite side, and directly knocked the strong man out of the ring!

Everyone in the audience fell into a short silence, and everyone didn't come back to their senses - a punch?!

The two leaders of the Divine Sword Sect and the Iron Fist Sect couldn't help but stand up, they glanced at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes:

"Late Peer Stage!"

The further you go in your cultivation, the more difficult it becomes, and breaking through to the higher realm often requires ten times as much effort as when you broke through to the lower realm, or even more, or simply getting stuck there for the rest of your life.

How old is that little Taoist boy? fifteen, sixteen, and the late stage of the star? Unheard of!

For these small sects of them, it is like a phoenix out of the nest.

The strong man lay under the ring, vomiting blood, obviously not lightly injured - when absolute power is suppressed, skills and attributes are not so important. Xiao Daotong obviously didn't plan to give him extra time at all, clean up, and punched the matter.

This strong man was obviously not as lucky as the previous Iron Fist sect members.

In the Iron Fist Gate, after a brief shock, some of the people who reacted first had already begun to abuse:

"It's just a scramble, isn't it?"

"What kind of heart do you have to do with such a ruthless attack?"

"Isn't Tingtao Pavilion based on benevolence and non-contention as its creed? I think it is better than anyone else to be competitive and competitive!

......

The head of the Iron Fist Sect was about to take the opportunity to say a few words to cover up their previous actions, but when he heard Tao Pavilion's side, a sharp gaze pierced him, making him swallow the words on his lips.

On the side of the Iron Fist Sect, everyone saw that the head of the sect did not speak, and finally shut up in a daze.

Yunqi Daoist no longer wasted his expression on those villains, and looked at the little Taoist boy who stepped down with a gratifying face:

"Shui Jue, do a good job. ”

The little Dao boy was extremely docile when he faced the Yunqi Dao people, but his expression was cold as if he was really born, and he pulled the corners of his mouth, which meant laughing.

Yunqi Daoist nodded, but there was also a worried face: "I'm here, I'm afraid I can't accommodate you anymore, after this competition is completed, I will help you find a more suitable and powerful teacher." ”

The little Taoist boy also nodded, and he still couldn't see the joy and sorrow from his expression, but simply said "um".

Yunqi Daoren laughed and scolded: "You, you really look like a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised!"

The little Taoist boy hooked the corners of his mouth again, and he should respond.

As for the brothers and sisters who came around, he also nodded his head one by one, but his expression was not much.

Everyone in the door felt a bad breath at this moment, and they were extremely enthusiastic about Shui Jue, regardless of whether they had a hot face and a cold buttocks.

In the midst of the noise, the third senior brother re-entered the ring, and opposite him was a man in white with a long sword.

"Please advise!"

This time, the two fought back and forth, and the third senior brother didn't dare to be careless, and he didn't directly bully forward like before.

The swordsmanship of the Divine Sword Sect was already a little restrained in his own exercises, and the previous loss was indeed a bit large, so he could only distance himself and slowly look for opportunities.

And the man with the sword was obviously not in a hurry, and it was obviously still beneficial to him to consume it like this.

"I can't wait any longer!" The third senior brother felt a chord in his heart, and found an opportunity that was not an opportunity, and directly struck out all his spiritual power with one palm, obviously a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

The man with the sword could see it clearly, but he was also flustered, and he finished eating this palm raw.

But at the same time, the swordsman took a strong breath, and reflexively gave the third senior brother a sword.

The sword light was staggered, and the swordsman obviously avoided the third senior brother's vital point, and a sword slashed his thigh. Immediately, blood gushed out, and a deep sword wound appeared on the third senior brother's leg, and he fell out. The man with the sword received a slap, and he also vomited blood from his mouth, and his injuries were not light, and he could not fight again.

Draw.

Everyone in the audience hurriedly came to the stage to help the third senior brother out of the ring and help stop the bleeding and heal his injuries. Some of the younger female disciples of the outer sect were about to cry when they saw such a bloody scene for the first time.

And the little junior brothers of the third senior brother, although they also feel sorry for the third senior brother's leg injury, they are obviously more enthusiastic, and they shout noisily for their brother in charge:

"The third senior brother is too powerful! The wheel battle can still be a draw! Let that bullshit iron fist faction be dumbfounded!"

"That's it, it's disgusting to die, isn't that the trick of the Wang Ba faction still failed, hahaha......"

The third senior brother had a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead, but he still grinned a lot, and said to his junior brothers: "That's it, don't look at who your third senior brother is?" Dao Ancestor reincarnation!"

Everyone laughed, only the senior sister on the side didn't say a word, and took a silk towel to gently wipe off the fine sweat on the third senior brother's forehead.

Shui Jue and Yun Qi Dao stood a little farther away.

Looking at his master, Shui Jue's eyes were full of doubts.

"I want to ask that man who can clearly defeat him, why do you have to lose both?"

Shui Jue nodded.

Yunqi looked serious:

"The Divine Sword Sect is also still consuming. After a pause, he sighed: "I hope I guessed wrong." After all, after so many years of friendship, I have a life-saving grace for Hashan, the head of the Iron Fist Sect...... As a teacher, I still feel very uneasy, you go to repair another book, and let your brothers in the Star Realm come back soon. ”

At this time, on the side of the Divine Sword Sect, the young sword immortal who had already suffered internal injuries actually asked someone to hand over a note and hand it over to the third senior brother by name. The third senior brother's expression changed, and he opened the note with a calm gaze, and there were only six big characters on it:

"Is it as good as Longyang?"

The third senior brother almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and quickly tore up the note, as if nothing had happened—could it be that his demeanor was appreciated by the wrong people?

The third senior brother naturally knew that his palm clearly had no hope of success, so that the swordsman and him were both defeated, just to keep themselves from losing, and both of them had to go down the stairs, shaking their heads, very sad.

In order not to worry Shizun, he still told the content of the note to Yunqi Daoren, but the sadness on Yunqi Daoren's face did not lessen.

An hour later, the senior brother and the senior sister finally finished the game, with one win and one loss. Although they were only slightly injured, the spiritual power of the two of them was very seriously depleted, and I am afraid that they would not even be as good as mortals in the short term - after all, when they stepped down, their hands trembled so much that they couldn't hold the dust.

Under the watchful eye of everyone, it came to the final battle.

Still with a cold face, Xiao Daotong stood on the side of the ring.

On the other side, a female sword fairy stood on the stage, but the long sword in her hand flashed with a strange red light.

"Please advise!"

Shui Jue waved in the dust, and suddenly the ring was like a big wave, and the spiritual power was vast like the sea surging towards the woman.

Offstage, the head of the Divine Sword Sect burst out with green tendons on his hands, his eyes were vicious, and he stared at the field - it was really the late stage of the star!

Just when everyone in the audience thought that the victory was in their hands, things were not as simple as they imagined.

I saw that the woman's long sword was possessed by the spirit, but there was no superfluous movement, and the sword was swung out, dividing the vast spiritual power of Shui Jue into two halves!

Shui Jue frowned - this woman was obviously a monk in the middle stage of the star, why was she so relaxed in the face of herself in the first realm?

Offstage, Yun Qi Dao was a little surprised in his heart, but more angry-he knew the problem:

A demigod of the Yi clan.

It is said that the Dongcang royal family started in the north, and once passed through the territory of the Yi family, and took away all the treasures of the Yi family for many years. What happened during this period, as a citizen of Dongcang, it is difficult to say much, but everyone knows that there was definitely a bloody storm among the Yi clan back then.

At that time, the two heads of the Yi family were the only people in the world who controlled the nine castings of the Yi family.

Both of them did not end well, the ancestor of the Yi clan died in the palace, and it was rumored that he was ashamed of the Thousand Nights Dynasty and killed himself, because Dongcang had no reason to kill such a powerful caster.

And the ancestor of the Yi clan who stayed in the north also died in the war, and within twenty years, the entire Yi clan quickly disappeared in the northern territory.

However, the surviving divine soldiers and demigod soldiers of the Yi clan have hidden a lot in the treasury of Dongcang.

If you can rank the top weapons in the world, within the top 100, the artifacts cast by the Yi clan will definitely account for more than half.

It's supposed to be a competition with each other, but if you borrow this kind of external force, it's not interesting at all. Yunqi Daoist was just about to speak, ending today's nondescript competition. The head of the Divine Sword Sect happened to notice the situation here, his eyes were vicious, his heart was horizontal, and a blood-red law decision instantly appeared in his hand.

With the completion of the French seal, the eyes of the woman on the stage suddenly became crazy, and she didn't care about a sword. Shui Jue hurriedly pushed it out with one palm, and did not kill him, but relying on the spiritual power of the late stage of the peep star, it was still enough to seriously injure the woman.

Who knew that the long sword was a masterpiece of red light, and it directly split the overwhelming spiritual power, and still stabbed straight into Shui Jue's heart. Shui Jue's face was so cold that he could drip water: What kind of sword is this sword? It is clearly for his life! Her own realm advantage no longer exists, and she was even directly crushed by the other party, all because of the red long sword in her hand!

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and the Yunqi Daoist jumped in one fell and directly protected Shui Jue. The head of the Divine Sword Sect in the audience naturally saw the movements of the Yunqi Daoist in advance, and the law in his hand moved, and the long sword in the woman's hand just closed before it touched the majestic spiritual power of the Yunqi Daoist.

If you look closely, you will find that the blood-red sword has been burned a little shorter.

No one noticed the sinister face of the head of the Divine Sword Sect, he really wanted to get rid of this child with too amazing talent just now!

At this time he spoke, and returned to his polite appearance:

"Jing'er, why is the sword so rude?" Then, without waiting for others to speak, the conversation changed again:

"Senior Yunqi, it's my disciple who is abrupt, but he definitely won't kill him, so he doesn't have to be like this, right?

Feng Qianmo watched the whole competition. Because he came to the sect late, he didn't know many things very clearly, but the changes in the attitudes of the senior brothers towards the two sects, he, an outsider, saw it most clearly.

This competition is full of weirdness......

As the only person in Tingtao Pavilion who had ever seen a divine weapon and a curse, the woman suddenly went crazy, and he felt even more wrong. After that, the head of the Divine Sword Sect secretly pinched out the law decision in his hand, and he was also somewhat aware of it.

Insidious.

I have long been angry in my belly, and I am even more angry at this time!

Without waiting for Yunqi Daoist to speak, Feng Qianmo rushed to the ring: "I'll fight for Senior Brother Shui Jue!"

He is a person who has seen the scenery on the top of the mountain, and the rivers and lakes of those people are not so dirty! Everything in front of him at this moment makes him want to swing a sword and cut everything!

Yunqi Daoren's face was surprised, and the head of the Divine Sword Sect also found it interesting - to have a demigod soldier, naturally there was a bigger figure behind him, and he was ready to break with Tingtao Pavilion!

At this time, he must try his best to understand the hidden dangers in His Excellency Tingtao's generation, and he can eliminate one!