On an inconspicuous stand under the nine most noble seats near the Yanwu platform, two female figures, one black and one red, quietly appeared. The woman in the black dress looked down at the field, and a warm smile finally melted on her face, no matter how the red-clothed woman next to her waved her jade arms in front of her, she could never hide the tenderness in her eyes.

These two women are Yuhan and Xin Tong who smuggled out of the back mountain.

Yuhan pursed his lips and muttered: "If you have a lover, I will forget my sister, and I won't take you out to play next time." ”

Xin Tong should not be annoyed, only raised a snow-white wrist and teased Yu Hanying's waist repeatedly, causing Yu Han to giggle.

Dodging the claws that attacked him, Yuhan looked at Chang Xi, who was dressed in black on the field, and couldn't help but say: "Seeing that Chang Xi is a cultivator in the early stage of the foundation building realm, the aura on his body is still a little impetuous, as if he has just broken through. And that Mengsu is in the middle of the foundation realm, and he is still fighting at the next level, and he is still Qingyun Peak, which is not easy to win. After speaking, he didn't forget to take a peek at his own iceberg sister.

Xin Tong listened to it in his ears and didn't say a word, but just stood still with the figure reflected in his eyes, and quietly clenched his palms.

......

Chang Xi stood still in front of Mengsu, and said solemnly towards the referee elder: "According to the rules of the game, the losing side can continue to challenge the winning side, and the disciple implores the elder to agree." ”

The referee elder nodded: "Yes, but it needs the consent of the original victorious side." ”

"Since you want to die, then I'll let you die a happy death!

Without waiting for the referee elder to finish speaking, Meng Su couldn't hold back the rampant roar of the evil fire in his stomach. The rest of the Eight Peaks disciples saw that Qingyun Peak was all a head shorter, and Qingyun Peak was not afraid of anyone under the same cultivation, not to mention that he was still a whole small realm higher than the kid in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky. He couldn't think of a second possibility other than crushing. He wants to let the Tianxiu Peak, who doesn't know the height of the sky, know what is an ant on the ground and what an eagle is in the sky!

The disciples of Tianxiu Peak were all angry when they heard Meng Su's arrogant and boundless roar, but when they saw that Chang Xi and Cheng Yu were also cultivators in the early stage of the Foundation Building Realm, they couldn't help but sweat for Chang Xi again. After all, Cheng Yu has no power to fight back in the hands of Meng Su, so what can Chang Xi do? If he loses this game, Tianxiu Feng will be classified into the loser's group, and there will be no place to turn over.

"Qingyun Peak, Mengsu. ”

"Tianxiu Peak, Chang Xi. ”

Taking a step, Chang Xi saw the worry and uneasiness on the faces of the disciples of Tianxiu Peak in his eyes, his eyes swept over Mengsu's bloodstained fists, no longer suppressing the fierceness in his heart, and the cold and piercing voice sounded in Mengsu's ears.

"Three breaths, if you can still stand, then I lose. ”

Meng Su's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly widened to the extreme, unable to believe what he was seeing. In his field of vision, Chang Xi, who was still standing still, disappeared the next moment. Meng Su's heart was horrified, and he retreated backwards in embarrassment, his eyes were suddenly covered with spiritual power, and what he saw in front of him in the next breath made him fall into an ice cave.

A ghostly figure that pulled out a series of afterimages was beside him, like a shadow.

"One breath. ”

The whisper of the ghostly figure exploded like thunder in Mengsu's ears at this moment, and a whistling iron fist contracted sharply in Mengsu's pupils, and Mengsu pulled up his arms to protect his chest, and lit up blue.

"Bang!"

A tooth-chilling bone cracking sound resounded throughout the audience, and the blue light of the Spirit Protector was extinguished and shattered the moment it touched the fist. A punch wrapped in terrifying power deformed and twisted Mengsu's arms, bending them into a strange arc.

"Impossible!"

Several disciples in the top ten of the outer gate rankings of Qingyun Peak's seats in the stands screamed, they couldn't see Chang Xi's actions just now, they only felt that with a flower in front of them, Chang Xi had already appeared beside Meng Su. The sound of broken bones was clear to them, what kind of force could it be to throw a punch, and they would never have been able to take it if they asked themselves. Seeing that the situation on the field was one-sided in an instant, everyone couldn't hold back, and looked at Senior Brother Chen Shuo, who was the first in the outer door, and the expressions on everyone's faces were stunned.

Because they found that Senior Brother Chen Shuo, who had always been lazy, had inadvertently sat up straight, his eyes full of solemnity.

Meng Su's figure staggered backwards, his face was no longer arrogant, and the sharp pain on his twisted and broken arms made him sober up a lot, this feeling of powerlessness with a huge gap he had only felt once in the hands of Senior Brother Chen Shuo, but he never thought that there were such characters in Tianxiu Peak, why hadn't he heard of it before?

Meng Su's eyes were filled with fear, and he turned his head to tell the referee elder, but he was horrified to find that there was an indescribable force in his body that was rampage between his chest and lungs. He struggled to open his mouth, but could not spit out anything but blood.

Chang Xi's feet were thrilled to the extreme, and he dodged to Mengsu's side again, his body jumped in the air, and his right foot brought a roaring wind and volleyed fiercely at Mengsu's body.

"Two breaths. ”

The whimpering Mengsu flew out diagonally like a cannonball, slamming into the prohibition laid around the blue jade stone platform of the martial arts arena. This collision almost shattered Mengsu's bones all over his body, and he was full of 20,000 catties of huge strength, and anyone would have this miserable end. Although this kind of injury is nothing under Qi Fengfeng's magic hand divine doctor, the psychological shadow left by this is enough to make him feel full of demons on the way to cultivating immortals, and it is difficult to move an inch.

Mengsu fell powerlessly along the barrier formed by the prohibition, Chang Xi moved out of a distance of more than ten zhang again in another exclamation from everyone, and suddenly stood still beside Mengsu, two extremely long spiritual power exercises gathered in his nose like a whale sucking a long rainbow, and one after another sound waves that were almost visible to the naked eye gathered in Chang Xi's mouth, and the sea of blood boiling in his chest rushed straight to the sky, which was actually condensed into the appearance of the golden dragon he saw that day!

"Roar!"

As if a flood had descended, a slightly immature but endlessly majestic dragon roar sounded in the martial arts arena. The disciples who were slightly weaker in cultivation trembled in the sound of this dragon groan, and the spirit beasts beside the disciples of the Royal Beast Peak trembled and bowed their heads, and the corners of the eyes of the peak masters on the nine seats trembled, and the eyes of the spirit beasts in the hands of the Moon Ghost were even more different.

Mengsu, who was close at hand, had already rolled his eyes and passed out completely by the dragon's roar, and when Chang Xi wanted to raise his hand again, he found that his right arm was clamped by a force and couldn't move. When he looked back, he saw that the Elder Referee was beside him.

The referee elder glanced at Chang Xi and said, "If your punch is solid, he will really die." ”

"The disciple didn't know the severity of the attack, and asked the elder to blame him. The fierce killing intent in his heart gradually subsided, Chang Xi spit out the turbidity in his chest, and arched his hand towards the referee elder.

The referee elder didn't say much, and said loudly: "Tianxiu Peak, Chang Xisheng!"

There was a brief silence in the arena, and then bursts of cheers resounded through the sky. The curse of "Qingyun Peak is undefeated" was finally broken, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of tens of thousands of disciples in Qingyun Mountain, and spitting out the accumulated emotions in their hearts.

In addition to cheering, the disciples of each peak were even more terrified by Chang Xi's terrifying strength. The top five Mengsu in the outer gate of Qingyun Peak couldn't last three breaths in Chang Xi's hands, what kind of terrifying strength was this? More sharp-eyed disciples found that Chang Xi had not drawn his sword from beginning to end, which only increased the awe of Chang Xi in their hearts.

The disciples of Tianxiu Peak cried with joy, after such a peak turn, Tianxiu Peak was finally only one last victory away from entering the winner's group.

Chang Xi looked up at the remaining nine participating disciples in the seat of Qingyun Peak and swept them away one by one. Several people were swept by Chang Xi, and their cheeks were stabbed by their sharp gaze, and only a few people could look at them. Facing Chang Xi's eyes, Chen Shuo's eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

As the referee elder lit up two of the last dozen or so jade medals in front of him, the voice that decided the final battle of Tianxiu Peak sounded loudly.

"Tianxiu Peak, Chang Xi. ”

"Tibetan Dao Peak, Chang'an. ”

In the eyes of the audience, a figure in the camp of Tibetan Dao Peak slowly stood up, and the cold knife intent cut out a sheep intestine path that no one could approach in the sound, and walked in front of Chang Xi without hurrying. The two looked at each other and smiled, just like the first time they saw each other in front of Kuixing Pavilion.

"Tibetan Dao Peak Chang'an, please advise. ”