On the No. 1 stone platform.

Zhao Wushuang was like an immortal, and he stretched out a hand lightly, and in his palm was a small three-inch-long sword. He didn't make any movement at all, and he saw that endless white gas suddenly erupted from the small sword, and in an instant, countless ice edges pointed diagonally at the sky condensed in front of Zhao Wushuang, and the ice cubes were all the size of a grinding plate, and countless ice edges were combined in one place, like a hill, and then like a mountain!

Boom Boom!

With a series of explosions, a huge iceberg suddenly appeared in the huge ring in front of Zhao Wushuang. The countless ice edges were like thousands of huge daggers, pointing diagonally at the northern golden platform. And his poor opponent didn't have time to put up any resistance before he was enveloped in an iceberg and frozen into a sculpture.

On the No. 6 stone platform.

The moment the gong sounded, a dazzling light flew away behind Chu Linglong.

Xiandu Sword, a medium-grade spirit sword, once automatically recognized the master Chu Linglong.

In an instant, the sky was full of dark clouds, and the divine thunder was rolling, and suddenly Chu Linglong's opponent was directly blasted out of the ring. Thanks to that person's profound cultivation, he barely managed to save his life, but he could only admit defeat.

On the ninth stone platform.

Second Senior Brother Hua Yun, the sword box behind him suddenly unfolded, and it turned out to be nine long swords of various colors.

It was as if the nine dragons suddenly rose up and pounced on the opponent like a whirlwind and clouds. Although the man resisted in every possible way, he could only jump out of the ring and leave gloomily.

No. 3 Stone Platform, No. 7 Stone Platform, No. 12 Stone Platform......

Spirit Sword, Spirit Sword, Spirit Sword!

On the golden platform on the north side, Ning Fangmu's facial features were distorted, and his eyes were full of madness.

Two words suddenly flashed through my mind.

Sword Shrine!?

Although he had heard that there was a secret realm of spirit pots in Nagato, and there was a sword mound in it, the strong men of Nagato would try their best to keep the magic weapon in it. However, the secret realm of the spirit pot is a long gate forbidden, and for more than a hundred years, Ning Fangmu has not been seen at all. This made him relax a little, thinking that the so-called sword shrine was just Nagato's alarmism.

However, now that I see it, I know that Nagato is Nagato after all, and the essence is the essence after all!

His eyes suddenly looked at Chu Wuye on the golden platform on the south side, but he saw that Chu Wuye was also looking at himself lightly.

That gaze seemed to be regretful and disdainful.

Ning Fangmu's whole body was trembling, not knowing whether it was anger or fear. He barely allowed himself to show a sneer, signaling to Chu Wuye, it's not over yet!

On the No. 20 stone platform in the distance, suddenly the fire soared into the sky!

Also at the moment when the gong sounded, a crimson spear suddenly appeared in the void. Then, the endless flames burst out, as if even the void had been burned and distorted.

Su Xiyan's flaming gun intent.

Rumble!

The spear fell like a thunderbolt from the Nine Heavens, and although the Changmen disciple opposite Su Xiyan was a proud protégé of Gongye Hong, his cultivation was already in the middle stage of fusion, but he was almost powerless in front of Su Xiyan. Almost in the blink of an eye, the Nagato disciple could only fall into disgrace.

When the battle on the other stone platforms was still in full swing, Zhao Wushuang, Chu Linglong, Hua Yun, and Su Xiyan almost didn't distinguish between before and after, and ended the battle in an instant.

However, this is also expected by everyone, the cultivation of these people is outstanding, and few people are their opponents under the best effort.

Everyone's eyes were on Stone Platform 17 again, where the competition should have ended.

On the seventeenth stone platform is Lu Xuan's seventh senior brother Mo Yunxiong.

Although Mo Yunxiong ranked seventh, among the disciples of the Changmen family, his cultivation was only slightly inferior to Zhao Wushuang, and he and the second senior brother Hua Yun were only between the best. In addition, Mo Yunxiong was born in the army, and his tactics were fierce and domineering, and if any guy from Dilung Mountain ran into him, he would be unlucky.

Sure enough, the seventeenth stone platform had already ended the battle early.

Mo Yunxiong's majestic body stood in the center of the ring, like a majestic mountain, standing still.

But unexpectedly, Mo Yunxiong's opponent actually stood in the ring in a good manner.

The man seemed to be a young man, with huge horse-eyes, a strange light in his eyes, a face as pale as snow, and a black robe, but like the impermanence of the gloom. Lu Xuan saw that the man's face was tight, but he was a little puzzled.

With Senior Brother Seven's usual style, that person shouldn't be standing there with all his beards and tails.

What's going on?

Suddenly, Lu Xuan heard a low cry from Gong Yehong beside him.

"Could it be...... That's the cultivation seed that Earth Lung Mountain found twenty years ago, Hou Mi?"

"Is it him? I thought he disappeared when he went down the mountain to practice, but it turned out that he was hidden by Ning Fangmu. ”

"Seventh doesn't look good. ”

But it was Chu Wuye who said, and then couldn't help but stand up for the first time.

Before the words fell, he saw Mo Yunxiong suddenly push the golden beam and fall to the jade pillar, and fell down with a bang.

When that majestic body fell suddenly, Lu Xuan's heart suddenly tightened!

It turned out that the Seventh Senior Brother was defeated?

How is this possible?

What's wrong with Senior Brother Seven? Is it an injury, or is it a ...... At this moment, Lu Xuan's brain was buzzing, and he couldn't wait to immediately fly to the seventeenth stone platform. And almost at the same time, the disciples of the Nagato in all directions stood up with a bang, and the exclamations were endless.

Mo Yunxiong was defeated?

Defeated at the hands of an unknown and unattractive guy?

And the man named Hou Mi in the ring suddenly looked at the southern stone platform and grinned. The smile was gloomy, like a ghost. Then he flew to the stone platform on the north side.

Zhao Wushuang and Chu Linglong flew to the seventeenth stone platform almost at the same time, first checked Mo Yunxiong's injuries, and then brought him back to Chu Wuye with a gloomy face.

Lu Xuan hurriedly pounced.

The ten senior brothers of Nagato are very close, and the seventh senior brother is like his own brother, how can Lu Xuan not be flustered.

Mo Yunxiong's face was as usual, there was no scar on his body, and he didn't even move the long sword on his waist, as if he was asleep, but no matter how he called it, he couldn't wake up.

At this time, Chu Wuye and the others also came to Mo Yunxiong's side.

"It is said that Hou Mi is a master with art, and what he used to practice was the Divine Soul Technique. Chu Wuye said calmly, and then said to Lu Wangshan: "Uncle Lu, please take a look at the seventh child." ”

Lu Wangshan nodded, stretched out his hand and pressed on the top of Mo Yunxiong's head, and groaned slightly.

"That's right, Mo Yunxiong's soul was damaged, so he fell unconscious. But fortunately, his cultivation is good, and now it is fine, and it only takes three or two months to recover as before. As he spoke, Lu Wangshan's palm suddenly flashed with gray light, and then Mo Yunxiong opened his eyes as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

Mo Yunxiong's eyes were full of confusion, looking at the people around him and not knowing what was going on.

He tried to get up strongly, but suddenly the world was spinning, and his face suddenly turned blue.

"This ...... What's going on?" Mo Yunxiong hurriedly asked Zhao Wushuang in front of him.

Zhao Wushuang smiled bitterly: "Old Seven, you have been attacked by Hou Mi's divine soul, and you have ...... Defeated. ”

"What?"

Mo Yunxiong's face turned gray in an instant.

When he was in the mortal world, as the Lord of Hosts, he scolded Fang Xuan and did not encounter a single defeat, who knew that he was defeated at such a critical juncture today? This made Mo Yunxiong ashamed and indignant, and suddenly his face flushed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the orangutan dotted it, and it landed on Lu Xuan's clothes.

Looking at Mo Yunxiong's appearance, the corners of Lu Xuan's eyes stood up.

Everyone has reverse scales, for Lu Xuan, others can't touch it, at home it is his parents, and in the sect, he is the master, the mother, the brother and the sister!

He suddenly raised his head and looked around, but saw that whether it was Chu Wuye or Senior Brother, their faces were solemn.

Unexpectedly, Ning Fangmu's final killer weapon was not Su Xiyan, but this Hou Mi. ”

"He can really endure it! Xue has been hiding Hou Mi for twenty years, let him practice the Divine Soul Technique, even if his cultivation is only in the early stage of fusion, but with the Divine Soul Technique, I am afraid that even Wushuang and Linglong will be helpless against him. ”

"What should we do? This is a nail, he is nailed to the wishful gold test, and we may not be able to be sure if we want to win. ”

Everyone whispered, and they were all a little helpless.

Although Hou Mi's Divine Soul Technique seemed to be incomprehensible to Chu Wuye and the others, it was almost incomprehensible to Zhao Wushuang and the others.

You can't let the elders end, right?

Just when everyone couldn't think about it, a deep voice suddenly sounded.

"Sect Master, since it is a nail, let the disciple try to ...... him"

"Pull it up!"

The voice was categorical and fierce, and everyone turned their heads in amazement, and they couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

It turned out to be Lu Xuan?

"Nonsense!" Lu Wangshan was the first to jump out again, "Even your senior brothers are not opponents, what can you do if you go?" Don't think that you will be great if you win Ning Xiu, you are not an opponent at all in the face of the strong man in the fusion period, not to mention that Hou Mi is still a person who is proficient in the art of divine souls!?"

Chu Wuye also frowned, "Lu Xuan, don't talk nonsense, this second half of the big competition is not something you can participate in." ”

Everyone persuaded it, and it was a little noisy for a while.

But Lu Xuan did not give in, but said in a deep voice: "Master, do you believe me?"

Originally, in front of outsiders, Lu Xuan had always called Chu Wuye the sect master, but at this time, even Chu Wuye was stunned. He looked at Lu Xuan in amazement, and saw that his face was cold, and his eyes were cold, but he never had the slightest intention of retreating.

Believe it or not?

Chu Wuye suddenly remembered that when Lu Xuan set up the Xuanfu Gathering Spirit Array, everyone didn't believe that the Xuanfu Gathering Spirit Array he refined could get rid of the demon poison on his body, and Lu Xuan asked himself this at that time.

The result?

The demon poison on his body is gone!

"You ......"

Chu Wuye didn't know how to answer, how could he not believe Lu Xuan? But Lu Xuan's words were too sensational, Mo Yunxiong had already been easily defeated in the hands of Hou Mi, how could Lu Xuan win?

Seeing that Chu Wuye was still a little hesitant, Lu Xuan simply knelt down in front of Chu Wuye.

"Master, just let me go. ”

Chu Wuye looked at Lu Xuan helplessly, and sighed for a while: "You really want to go?"

"Really. ”

"You've got a solution?"

"Yes!"

"Okay! I'm ready, just let it go, with me, I will never let you worry about your life. ”

Chu Wuye ignored the obstruction of Qin Su and the others, and nodded categorically.

Chu Linglong's big eyes looked at Lu Xuan blankly, shook her head and said, "You are really a madman." ”