Seeing that the people around him gradually withdrew, Fang Buzheng's eyes were contemptuous, and he did not hide his contempt for them at all.

Li Xiaoao faced this chaotic battle here, and did not choose to go up recklessly like an iron-headed baby. With the help of flexible body movements, he dodged various killing moves again and again.

In a few moments, most of the people on the field were already wearing colors. At this time, there were only about 60 people standing on the stage.

Zheng Renlong's eyes looked around, and then he locked on Fang Buzheng. He had a slight struggle and hesitation on his face. One step forward, then one step back.

Zheng Renlong sighed slightly in his heart, he still didn't decide that the other party was not making a move.

Fang is not right, he is like thunder. As an outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Nanshan Sword Sect, the elders of the sect often used the name of Fang Zheng to teach these young disciples. Therefore, Fang Buzheng also became a "child of someone else's family" hated by the young disciples of the Nanshan Sword Sect. ”

Zheng Renlong wanted to defeat Fang Buzheng on the field, but he never made up his mind, if he challenged Fang Buzheng alone, he was not very confident, it was okay to win when the time came, if he lost, he would lose the face of the Nanshan Sword Sect.

If a group of people go to attack the wrong side, it won't sound good to say it.

Zheng Renlong's eyes searched, and then he looked at Li Xiaoao with a ghostly look.

Li Xiaoao was fighting with an old man with a sword at this time, the old man was spicy and vicious, and every sword was merciless, greeting Li Xiaoao all over the body.

Li Xiaoao didn't fight hard with the old man, he used his loach-like body technique to accurately dodge the old man's moves every time, causing each of his swords to fall short.

After going back and forth, Li Xiaoao did not have a trace of wounds all over his body, but the old man's true qi was overconsumed and he had begun to pant heavily.

Zheng Renlong's pupils shrank, he knew this old man, he was an elder of a subordinate sect of the Nanshan Sword Sect, his cultivation was not very high, and he only had the strength of the peak of the Qi Refining Great Realm, but with his old and spicy combat experience, it was often difficult for the monks of the Body Refining Realm to get benefits from him.

Zheng Renlong didn't recognize Li Xiaoao, in his perception, Li Xiaoao was obviously just a cultivator of the Qi Gathering Realm, but he had a relationship with the old man at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, which made him a little surprised in his heart.

Taking a step forward, Zheng Renlong shouted at the old man who was still attacking:

"Elder Yuan, hurry back, this person will be handed over to me. ”

The old man, who was called Elder Yuan, heard the sound, glanced back at Zheng Renlong, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped back and distanced himself from Li Xiaoao.

Zheng Renlong looked at Li Xiaoao with a playful expression, and said:

"What sect and sect are you, with your cultivation in the Qi Gathering Realm, you can actually fight on an equal footing with an opponent who is two orders higher than you. I'm curious about what you're capable of, and I'll only use two of my strength to meet you later. ”

Zheng Renlong put his hands behind his back, his face was full of pride, his embarrassed attitude in the face of Fang Buzheng was not known to outsiders, but he was also a little ashamed of his behavior in his heart, and there was a fire in his heart at this time.

He wants to vent the fire in his heart on Li Xiaoao, even if his own cultivation is several times higher than that of the other party? I am strong and want to bully you, what can you do?

Li Xiaoao's eyes were gloomy, and he said with a cold face:

"The Nanshan Sword Sect is one of the three major sword sects in Nanshan County, this kind of thing is amazing, I can be regarded as having gained knowledge today. ”

When Zheng Renlong heard this, he smiled slightly, without a trace of shame, and said:

"What is the shape of my Nanshan Sword Sect, I don't need you an outsider to guide me. As I said earlier, I only use two successes, do you take it or not?"

Li Xiaoao thought in his heart, he couldn't feel Zheng Renlong's strength, which showed that the other party's cultivation level was many times higher than his own.

There is no chance of winning against him, and the biggest killing move on his body is the Buddha's finger bone, but if the Buddha's finger bone is used in front of everyone, it will inevitably be 100% exposed. So, this trick doesn't work at all.

At this time, the movement on the stage attracted the audience's attention, watching Zheng Renlong bullying the weak and bullying the small, and there was no sympathy on everyone's faces, but a picture of gloating and watching a good show.

At this moment, Li Xiaoao moved. He took a step forward, the true qi in his body swirled, and he saw that the Buddha statue behind him had begun to slowly transform.

The audience's spirits were lifted, and Li Xiaoao was actually about to make a move! I didn't feel that one by one, my eyes were wide open, staring closely at the movement on the field.

Li Xiaoao raised his arms and shouted:

"I abstain!"

After speaking, his body turned around, and he walked towards the stage without looking back.

The audience looked like they had been tricked, as if they had a fly in their mouths. Even Zheng Renlong was the same, he looked at Li Xiaoao's appearance before, thinking that he was going to make a move, and he was ready to show his skills, but it turned out to be like this, which made him very unhappy, and the anger in his heart was a little heavier than before.

Li Xiaoao's heart was secretly refreshed. Desperately trying for a magic weapon of uncertain grade, he wasn't stupid enough to be like that.

At this time, the battle on the field had reached a white-hot stage, and the group led by Zheng Renlong was indeed very violent, and in the end, only a few people from the original team of twenty people were out.

And on Fang Buzheng's side, except for one Wan Changren, he didn't have long eyes to come out to seek revenge. In the end, no one dared to trouble him, so Fang Buzheng just stood on the stage and closed his eyes to recuperate, and obtained the qualification to take away the magic weapon.

Mo Shaoxiong scolded everyone to stop fighting, sent someone to the stage to count the number of people, and after confirming that it was correct, he was ready to arrange for everyone to receive the magic weapon.

Li Xiaoao's divine sense quietly peeked into the stage, and in his divine sense, the true qi generated by the original battle should have dissipated in the sky, but for some reason, these true qi seemed to be attracted, slowly flowing in the air, and finally injected into the birthday statue in the center of the courtyard.

The divine consciousness quietly peeked towards the statue of the birthday star. When the divine consciousness came into contact with the statue, invisibly, it seemed that there was an invisible wall, blocking Li Xiaoao's divine consciousness.

Li Xiaoao's face was silent, but his heart was already turbulent.

This statue, there is a problem!

At this time, Mo Shaoxiong's eyes glanced at Li Xiaoao intentionally or unintentionally, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but the corners of his eyes were alert.

Suddenly, a "suo" sound sounded, and a cloud-piercing arrow rose from the corner of the courtyard, shooting straight into the air, and after lasting for a few seconds, the arrow gradually weakened, exploded in the air, and burst out a brilliant firework.