Mo Qingxian's strength was in the Quadruple Condensation Realm, and when Kunlun Jiazi was fighting, he had just broken through the Triple Condensation Realm, and after the experience of Tianxian Pool, his strength had been greatly improved.

The disciple sent by the Yanxing Sect is also quite fierce, and after the battle, everyone was surprised, he also reached the realm of fourfold condensation, this kind of strength in any sect, it has a glory that cannot be ignored.

Mo Qingxian's eyes were solemn, the sects outside the Dao Realm were not in vain, although the overall number of disciples cultivated would be a little different from them, but the top monk disciples would not necessarily be much worse.

If it weren't for the opening of the Heavenly Immortal Pool, the opponent in front of him, even if it was the top three existences of the Wuzhen Sect, would have experienced a hard battle, and the fourfold condensation realm, outside the Dao realm, it was really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

Mo Qingxian was quite serious, the other party's strength was not below him, and the fight was extremely intense, if he still had the intention of underestimating him, it was undoubtedly quite a stupid thing.

Fighting, fierce collisions, the surging Yuan Force on the martial arts arena was undulating like a wave, and the offensive was even more incomparably powerful, heading towards the overwhelming envelopment of the opponent.

This kind of fight lasted a little long, which also reflected the strength of the monk disciple of Yan Xingzong, the more Mo Qingxian fought, the more excited he became, such an opponent was almost half a catty and eight taels with him, and the exhilarating feeling of fighting made the blood in his whole body gradually boil.

With a light drink, Mo Qingxian's whole body Yuan Force flowed, and then turned into a cyan light and rushed out, and the brilliant Yuan Force transformed into a fierce attack, surging towards the other party.

And the other party is also solemn, although the Wuzhen faction is now said to be a little unbearable, but after this fight, he has to change his opinion.

The strength of the other party is very strong, he is the second-ranked disciple in Yan Xingzong, which can be described as a strong strength under one person, but the previous invincible suppression has stopped here, and it is very difficult to win.

Originally, because he had lost a game before, Yan Xingzong wanted to recover his journey immediately, so he sent the second disciple of the sect, but now it seems that it is still a little difficult to win.

Yan Xingzong, a man quietly stared at the fight on the martial arts field, the light in his eyes flowed, as if there was a faint wave of water flowing, his appearance was not outstanding, but if you look closely, you will find that although this face is ordinary, it is extremely attractive, and it belongs to the kind of appearance that you never get tired of looking at for a long time.

The next moment, there were suddenly ripples in his calm eyes, and he was defeated again!

On the martial arts field, the two had already decided the winner, and Yan Xingzong lost another game.

Mo Qingxian and the two arched their hands towards each other, and then walked out of the ring separately, they all tried their best in this battle, but although the strength of Yan Xingzong's people was about the same as Mo Qingxian, they were still inferior in terms of the depth of martial arts and the use of Taoism. As an ancient sect that has been passed down for a long time, what the disciples have obtained is obviously more profound and subtle than other sects in the Dao Realm.

Walking out of the ring, Mo Qingxian wiped his sweat, Jun Wuregret hurriedly walked over and handed over a towel, with a smile on his face, looking a little unflat.

"Yan Xingzong's senior brother is on the field!"

There was a shout, and at the other end of the martial arts arena, the man stepped into the ring, a pair of eyes with a crystal light condensed, refracting the sunlight, looking like a calm lake from a distance.

"Luo Tian of Yan Xingzong, good guy, this person's name is not small, and he can be regarded as a strong man on the proud side. ”

"It seems that Yan Xingzong wants to win this game with all his might, and he has stabilized his morale by pulling back a game. ”

"Also, it's too devastating to lose two games and not win one, and what's more serious is that if you lose again in this game, three wins in five games, Yan Xingzong directly rolled up and left, Luo Tian shot, this is an inevitable result. But then again, others say that the Wuzhen Sect has declined now, but now it seems that it is still very strong, and it is worthy of being a great sect in Kunlun Mountain. ”

"Well, it's expected, I'll just say, how can the existence of the four major sects of Kunlun Mountain be said to be reduced to a second-rate sect in the Dao realm. ”

"I don't know who made the rumor, it's really hacked and others don't blink. ”

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A discussion was set off in the stands of the martial arts arena, and Na Luo Tian was already standing on top of the martial arts arena, his eyes were staring at the people of the Wuzhen Sect, his face was very calm, and a rather confident look flowed out from between his eyebrows.

In the Wuzhen faction, everyone was already impatient, and they recommended themselves to go up and fight, but in the end, the responsibility still fell on Mo Xinyan.

Carrying the iconic giant sword on his back, Mo Xinyan walked into the ring, Xue Ling looked at his back and smiled slightly, as if he had returned to the East Gate Dabi when he first saw him, dressed in a black robe and a giant sword, he began to cultivate in the dark night, and that kind of hard work made Xue Ling have a lot of good feelings.

At the beginning of the battle on the martial arts field, Luo Tian, as the first person in Yan Xingzong, that kind of strength is well-deservedly strong, even if Mo Xinyan who passed through Tianxian Pond, he suffered a loss as soon as he first fought, but then he adjusted, Luo Tian's speed was quite fast, and the offensive was even more unexpected, but Mo Xinyan's adaptability was also vividly displayed, and he got used to it after only a few rounds, and then the upper hand occupied by Luo Tian disappeared.

Adapted to the rhythm of the battle, clear about the means of fighting, the two of them fought in full swing, the kind of flying Yuan Force was even crazier than the previous one, obviously the strength of these two people has surpassed the previous group.

Looking at Luo Tian, who was inseparable from Mo Xinyan, Xue Ling was also serious, this monk's strength was very strong, if they didn't experience the benefits of Tianxian Pool, I'm afraid that only he and Wu Yulin could have the strength to fight with them, and that kind of victory or defeat is not easy to say.

But it's a pity that what they have experienced is what they have experienced, and they have grown up, and there are already quite a few disciples here who can fight this Luo Tian head-on.

Different from the calm of the battle on the martial arts arena of the Wuzhen Sect, the disciples of Yan Xingzong had shocked faces, the other party had adapted to the speed and offensive of the senior brother in just a few rounds, as Luo Tian's fellow disciples, they knew very well how troublesome it would be when they faced Luo Tian for the first time, and they were likely to be defeated directly, but the other party's adaptability, no, and insight were too strong.

Now the battle has almost entered a white heat, and the momentum of the confrontation is impossible to distinguish between the upper and the lower, and no one can say who will win and who will lose.

Seeing Luo Tian caught in such a stalemate, the disciples of Yan Xingzong were shaken, it was really the strongest of the strong, this was the first time they had seen someone who could fight Luo Tian like this head-on.

In the past, Luo Tian's battles were extremely crisp and neat, and when he was selected before, although he encountered a relatively strong opponent, the victory or defeat was not so difficult to see.

"Boom!"

A low loud bang rang out on the martial arts field, smoke and dust flew, and the third competition was finally over.

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