The Wind and Thunder Movement Technique has been displayed, and Zheng Shuanglin's whole body internal force has been turned into offense.

Under Guo Pengcheng's blow, no matter how fast Zheng Shuanglin responded, he didn't have time to reorganize his defense, and he could only watch as the pitch-black sword qi was about to pierce his chest.

Suddenly, his vest tightened, and a big hand tightly clasped the back of Zheng Shuanglin's neck, dragging his body away for a while, barely avoiding the sword qi.

The other two referees each stretched out a palm, exhaled and exhaled, and used their strength in unison, slapping the sword qi hard. Although the two of them joined forces, they were still shocked by the sword qi and took seven or eight steps back, shaking heavily before they stood firm.

The audience was even more in an uproar, with just a sword qi, two high-level martial arts masters of Huaqi joined forces to resist, and they also fell behind.

Seeing the power of this sword, Zheng Shuanglin's expression became extremely complicated.

In order to become famous in this ring, he did not hesitate to suppress his cultivation, until he entered the top four all the way, and then he showed his true skills.

This opponent who seems to be a little out of the way, although his skills are not bad, but he doesn't have much experience in fighting, and he doesn't have a firm heart for martial arts at all.

originally thought that it was a competition to easily crush the opponent, but unexpectedly, the opponent was fighting with himself, and at the same time, he had an epiphany about his martial arts.

If he grows up, what kind of strength should he have?

Zheng Shuanglin sighed softly, withdrew the long sword still inserted on the stage, and quietly walked out of the ring.

At this time, the scene was silent, and many people looked at Zheng Shuanglin's lonely figure, and they had mixed feelings for a while.

Guo Pengcheng in the ring still looked calm, as if the wonderful fight just now had nothing to do with him.

Looking at Guo Yuying, who had already won easily in the other ring, everyone suddenly realized a problem - there were a total of five people in the Pure Yang Palace participating in the ring competition, and the twin siblings of the foundation building realm had both broken through, showing a wonderful exercise and excellent understanding.

What about the other three?

Disciples are like this, but what about those who become masters? Isn't it even more terrifying?

The most important thing is that this pair of twin siblings obviously practice the same kind of exercises, but the things they show are very different. Although it is natural for a master to teach students according to their aptitude, where did the Pure Yang Palace, a sect that has only been on the rise for more than a year, come from such a deep foundation?

If it was inherited from any previous people, everyone would not be so surprised and surprised.

But after the Pure Yang Palace became famous, the general situation of Xiao Qianli and the Pure Yang Palace had already been analyzed clearly by various intelligence-except for Xiao Qianli, the Pure Yang Sect, the Pure Yang Palace was simply poor and white. Before Chunyang settled in, Yuxu Peak was a barren mountain at all.

The more detailed the information, the more mysterious aura enveloped Xiao Qianli's body. No one can see through the strength of this young master.

Guo Pengcheng saluted around, and then walked out of the ring and returned to the position of Chunyang Palace.

"How do you feel?" asked Liu Suifeng, who had been punished together, with a grin.

"It's very mysterious, it's a strange feeling!" Guo Pengcheng said in a low voice, "I seem to understand a lot of things, but I can feel it, but I can't touch it......"

"Slowly stabilize your state of mind and cultivate!" Liu Suifeng smiled very strangely, "The deeper the cultivation, the more things you will find that you don't understand, and it's still very early!"

Guo Pengcheng gritted his teeth and nodded heavily, because of excitement, a trace of red tide appeared on his face.

The final turned into a civil war in Chunyang Palace, the Guo family sisters and brothers fought in the ring, and after the two fought to 200 moves, Guo Yuying narrowly defeated his younger brother with half a move, and staged a wonderful fight.

The competition in the foundation building period was just an appetizer, and when one hundred and sixty-nine names were put on the match, the atmosphere in the huge ring suddenly became tense.

Only the martial arts master who really condenses the golden pill can be called the realm of "refining and refining Qi", and at this point, it is commonly known as "Three Flowers Gathering Top" and "Five Qi Chaoyuan". The eight veins of the strange meridian are all unblocked, the breeze does not move, the water waves are not prosperous, the body and mind are inside and outside, the characters of heaven and earth are all in it, and there is a golden pill condensed into an entity, the true qi is endless, the cycle goes on and on, and some people jokingly say that "a golden pill swallows into the abdomen, and I know that my life is not up to me", the truth lies in this.

And those who have reached this realm are often the elite disciples of the various sects. There are very few innate masters in the realm of transforming gods in a sect, and they often exist as a strategic deterrent. And most of the sects are the pillars of the development of the sect with the disciples of the Huaqi realm.

In the competition of the foundation building group, although the Pure Yang Palace took the top two, the vast majority of sects actually didn't care too much. However, in the Huaqi group, the various Taoist sects were gearing up, and one after another the elite disciples who were full of plagiarism took the stage, attracting a tide of spectators.

Hearing a bang, in the wooden pavilion of the Kongtong faction, the burly Xue Kaishan threw off his robe, revealing his incomparably strong upper body, and pulled out the long knife inserted next to him, and said with a strange smile: "Brothers, follow Lao Tzu!"

Behind him, five Kongtong disciples came out of the crowd, stood under the ring, and stood proudly with their arms crossed, and the momentum of slaughter suddenly enveloped the audience.

Another person took off his robe and walked out slowly, this person stood tall and jade, his face was calm, he stood with Xue Kaishan, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, it's time for you and me to fight side by side today!"

"Gengchen, fight well!" Xue Kaishan laughed, stretched out his fist, and the two of them hit each other lightly, then turned his head, and his sharp eyes slowly swept across the audience.

A cold snort sounded, and on the other side, eight disciples dressed in true martial arts costumes walked out slowly at the same time, confronting their old opponents without showing weakness.

In the wooden pavilion of the Qingcheng faction, Gu Baidang smiled and said: "Junior brothers and nephews, Lao Gu is a little older, and he can't join hands with you to come to the stage and make a name for Qingcheng, so I have to ask you!"

"Senior Brother Gu, rest assured!" In the Qingcheng faction, there are seven people who have exactly the same clothes as Gu Baidang, and they are obviously the famous Qingcheng Eight Sons. Three of them got up in unison and strode under the ring with the other three Qingchengmen people.

"Drink!" A thunderclap-like shout sounded, and seven people in the camp of the Dragon and Tiger faction ignited the talisman in their hands at the same time, exploded violently, and strode towards the ring without looking back.

The eight Emei swordsmen were hunting in rags, with a dignified momentum, and they went to the next station in the ring, as if they were stopping at Yuezhi, but they didn't pay attention to the four great avenue sects, just quietly closed their eyes and recuperated.

The five major sects came out together, each unscrupulously releasing their own momentum, which immediately shocked many Taoist small sects trembling, and many people sighed: "It is worthy of the Xuanmen faction, just looking at these young juniors, their cultivation strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people." At the last Chongyang Festival, the Five Great Sects fought to the death, and I don't know how many seats were demolished in the ring, and this year, I am afraid that there will be countless vicious battles. ”

Seeing the momentum of the Five Great Dao Sect, Liu Suifeng smiled slightly, bowed down and saluted, "Uncle Lu, please take the first step!"

Lu Wuxian took a deep breath and said clearly: "Follow the wind, Ah Xun, don't lose the face of the Pure Yang Palace!"

The two of them claimed to be yes, and then strode under the ring one after the other.

Although there are few people in Chunyang Palace, Lu Wuyi has a beautiful face, and he can be called beautiful on the huge Ziyun Platform, Liu Suifeng has an elegant and handsome appearance, and Chu Xun is also thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his posture is straight. The three of them were full of momentum, and they were not inferior to other sects for a while.

The bell rang, and on the eight rings, twenty-four martial arts masters of the Innate God Realm appeared at the same time, all of them saluted everyone in the audience.

Xiao Qianli just glanced at it, nodded and said to himself: "Being suppressed like this by the Buddhism Sect, the Five Great Dao Sect can still gather twenty-four congenitals in one go, and it is really extraordinary, and the Pure Yang Palace still has a long way to go......"