The young man with the giant axe is estimated to belong to the type of person who is a loner in the Ghost Head Sect, and he doesn't pay attention to others at all.

The Ghost Head Sect monks standing around Wang Mo also took out the magic weapons in their hands one after another, just waiting for the giant axe youth to make up for the knife when he missed a move.

Compared with the unity of the Ghost Head Sect, Wang Mo is much weaker, and there is no one on the Qingyun faction to help him, they are all holding their fists and watching from the wall, these people usually have all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred towards Wang Mo in the sect, and now they are still annoyed by Wang Mo regardless of the occasion, and envy and jealousy are only hatred.

Zhao Zhengang was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, "What's the matter with you, fight Lao Tzu, make a move? There was infighting on the martial arts platform, did you want to die?"

Before his words fell, there was also a situation in the martial arts arena of the Qi cultivators.

A well-intentioned late-stage Qi cultivator of the Qingyun Sect was shouting, "Senior Sister Su, be careful! Behind you!" This voice was hurried and anxious, and the emotions contained in it could be compared to that of a mortal seeing a ghost.

As soon as Zhao Zhen heard the reputation, he saw Tian Rou, who had just been admired by him for the second time, was stabbing the spirit sword in his hand into the back of Su Nan's heart with all his might, and Su Nan didn't notice the strangeness behind him as if he had lost all his senses, and he didn't even hear the kind-hearted monk shouting, she hid behind a monk, like a naughty chick hiding behind the old hen when she was playing eagle to catch chickens, and from time to time she hooked her fingers at the ghost head sect monk in front of her and made a grimace. 35xs

Although Zhao Zhengang can fully release his consciousness and use two minds, he can only pay attention to one side at this time, his heart is about to jump out of his throat, and he wants to cry without tears.

Fortunately, the clothes on Su Nan's body were relatively thick, there were many magic weapons, and the defense was amazing, Tian Rou's sword couldn't pierce it, Zhao Zhengang breathed a sigh of relief, and put his attention back to Wang Mo's side.

He was startled again at this sight.

On the competition platform of the Zhuji monks, there was a lonely Wang Mo standing in the center, and the other dozens of monks who participated in the competition had all fallen off the stage, and there was no difference in sects, all of them were seriously injured and fainted to the ground.

At this time, not only did he not worry about the disciples of his sect, but he looked at Wang Mo with appreciation, and then said to Zhao Zhengang with great envy: "Your Qingyun Sect is really lucky, this kid's ruthlessness is like being born for our Ghost Head Sect, it's a pity." ”

Zhao Zhengang flew forward with an iron face to heal the injured Qingyun disciple and feed the pill, although the disciples who participated in the competition could be injured or killed, but if the group was destroyed, he could not afford the consequences.

After examining and treating them one by one, it was determined that most of the disciples in the sect could recover after a few months of recuperation, Zhao Zhengang breathed a sigh of relief, and soon asked angrily, "Wang Mo, what are you doing here?"

Wang Mo's face was as cold as before, and his bottomless dark eyes did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, "Before going out, the master said that he wanted me to take the first place in the Zhuji Monk competition, I was too lazy to agree, but I didn't expect to do it now, I went back to the inn to rest first." 35xs”

And then he just walked away.

Zhao Zhengang was so angry with him that he couldn't speak, and when he came back to his senses, Wang Mo had already walked away, and he looked at the ** Sect Jindan monk dozens of steps away, and he also had a headache.

Originally, the rules of the competition agreed between the two factions were that the top ten would be determined in the Qi training and foundation building periods, and then the top five, the top three, and the first. The first place is 150 points, the top 3 are 50 points each, the top 5 are 20 points each, and the top 10 points are ten points, and then the spirit vein belongs to is determined according to the total score, but Wang Mo's current approach is to directly disrupt the rules.

The most important thing is that all the foundation building monks were seriously injured and could no longer compete.

The Jindan monk of the Ghost Head Sect took the lead and said: "It's better to take this competition in the foundation building period, even if you Qingyun Sect score one hundred and fifty points, everyone else has zero points, what does Zhao Daoyou think?"

Was he too confident in his own sect's Qi cultivators?

Zhao Zhengang wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find a reason, he didn't let him hand over Wang Mo, it would be good to seek justice for his disciples, and now that he has recognized Wang Mo's score, what else does he have to object.

Nodding in agreement, Zhao Zhengang put his eyes on the competition platform of the qi cultivators, and found that there were exactly twelve monks who were still on the competition platform, and there were six on each side, Zhao Zhengang's mind became active again, as long as the qi refining cultivators of the sect did not lose too badly, the spiritual vein was from the Qingyun faction.

Su Nan, who was constantly being pursued by the monks of the Ghost Head Sect, happened to escape to the edge of the martial arts arena at this time, Tian Rou pulled out the sword from the enemy, and didn't even bother to kick the injured enemy off the stage, so she hurriedly rushed over, she wanted to knock Su Nan down.

Zhao Zhengang scolded, but unfortunately the people on the stage couldn't hear it, if he really wanted to use his aura to let them hear it, the Ghost Head Sect would definitely say that he was foul again.

Su Nan on the stage dodged dexterously, Tian Rou ran too fast to turn the direction, and before he could hit Su Nan, he bumped into a Ghost Head Sect monk who was chasing Su Nan before, and knocked him off the stage suddenly.

Zhao Zhengang was excited, and admired Su Nan more and more, compared to the cautious Tian Rou, he felt that Su Nan, who had been working hard for the sect, was too angry.

At this time, on the competition platform, there were still four monks from the Ghost Head Sect, and there were six from the Qingyun Sect, as long as these six people from the Qingyun Sect were united, it would be easy to squeeze another person from the Ghost Head Sect down.

Zhao Zhengang was so proud that he couldn't help but sigh, "Wu Daoyou, I'm really sorry, it seems that this spiritual vein will eventually fall into the hands of our Qingyun Sect, or I will call the shots and give your injured disciples some spirit stones as treatment fees, right?"

Wu Guitian said with a smile: "Zhao Daoyou, the competition didn't reach the last moment, and the result may not be known." ”

I saw that on the martial arts platform, Su Nan was lifting Tian Rou with an extremely tightly wrapped arm, and walked to the edge of the competition platform step by step, and Tian Rou was also a ruthless person, and the spirit sword in her hand stabbed towards Su Nan's face door one by one, and she was stopped by the ornament on her hair crown and was unwilling to give up.

After two days of entanglement all the way to the edge of the competition platform, Su Nan let go of his hands and wanted to throw Tian Rou to the bottom, but Tian Rou also grabbed Su Nan's arm and didn't let go.

Su Nan's mind became active, or he would take this opportunity to fall down with Tian Rou, otherwise even if he won the first place this time and returned to the Qingyun Sect, the demonic qi in his body would be a big trouble, and the more grateful Mo Zixuan was, the more he didn't want to trouble him.

Sooner or later, he will have to leave the Qingyun Sect.

Su Nan grabbed Tian Rou with her arm hard, and then she hugged her neck, if she kept maintaining this posture and fell, no one could tell who was the tenth and who was the eleventh, and they could only be eliminated together.

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