The momentum of the Quanzhen Sect was low for a while, and this continuous defeat made everyone unacceptable.

At this moment, a masked person walked out of the crowd from the Quanzhen Sect, and this person walked into the martial arts training ground to untie his mask.

"Oh my God, it's Grandmaster Huashan Feng. ”

This person is the first person on the martial arts list, Huashan Grandmaster Feng Qing.

Wan Zongmeng's momentum was high at this time, although he was surprised to see the first person in the martial arts, but looking at Shi Yue on the martial arts training ground, he suddenly seemed to be looking forward to something in his heart, maybe someone could shake the myth of this undefeated?

Shi Yue saw that the person who came was Feng Qing, and he was in awe, as the first person in martial arts, he was the idol of many people in martial arts, and Shi Yue was also one of the fans.

"Sect Master Feng, go down to Shi Yue again, please advise. ”

Feng Qing glanced at Shi Yue, nodded, and showed his sword, this sword did not urge the internal force, the light did not disperse, it was really magical. Only Mo Qian present could recognize that this sword had reached the category of magic weapons, and it was still a relatively high-grade magic weapon.

Feng Qingjian pointed and said, "Come on!"

Shi Yue's footsteps swiped back, and the whole person quickly rushed over, and as soon as he came up, he used the Five Tiger Broken Door Knife, the Tiger Five Knife. The five swords attacked at the same time, and the entire space in the casting area became blurred, as if they were about to cut through the world.

Feng Qing didn't care how Shi Yue attacked, the sword light flew, making it one of the stunts of Nahua Mountain, the Wind Fast Sword. The speed of this sword can be described as the first in the world, and one sword is faster than the other.

Shi Yue's five swords were all blocked, and after the block, the opponent's sword did not pause at all, and the same sword after sword made him only passively defend, Shi Yue was tired of parrying, and the five tiger broken door knives were used one after another, and he had no ability to attack at all.

Seeing this, the people in the audience couldn't help but say, "Amazing, I really deserve to be the first person in martial arts, this tiger five swords don't even have a chance to attack." However, this sword also took a lot of advantage, and it could not move at all when it blocked the five swords of the tiger. ”

Such an idea spread in front of everyone watching, so that Feng Qing also heard about it, and Feng Qing gave up casting the Tempest Sword and took a step back. said to Shi Yue: "Using this fast sword to rely on the power of the sword is really a bit of a bully for you, so let's do it, if you solve it, I will lose"

Shi Yue also had a drop of sweat on his forehead when he heard Feng Qing's words.

Feng Qing pointed at the end of the sword again, this finger made Shi Yue feel pressured, this invisible momentum made Shi Yue dare not make the slightest movement, he intuitively felt that if he moved, he would lose.

But Feng Qing pointed his sword at Shi Yue like this without the slightest movement, and Shi Yue also held the knife like that without any movement, and everyone in the martial arts training arena felt strange when they looked at it.

Only the famous martial arts master on the list explained out loud that everyone knew half-understood: "This is Feng Qing's Dugu Nine Swords, which can break the enemy with just one move." The person being cast has to bear the pressure of the entire sword intent, and as long as any flaw is exposed, it will be fatal. ”

As this person said, Shi Yue's pressure at this time was getting deeper and deeper, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and raised the knife to slash at Feng Qing, but as soon as he raised the knife, Feng Qing's sword was first attacked, and it stabbed Shi Yue's palm, blood spilled on the ground, and the knife also fell to the ground.

Shi Yue had to obey, pressed the wound of his right hand with his other hand, lowered his head and said, "I lost." ”

Feng Qing's victory in this competition was easy, so that Shi Yue was also convinced, there were still some people on the side of Wanzong League who were eager to try, but there was this big tiger present in the martial arts training field, and no one wanted to go up and slap the tiger's buttocks.

Ruan Ting saw that the other party was such a master, and she knew that there was no one to go up here, so she could only say to the elders on the side: "Elder Li, I'm going to trouble you next." ”

Elder Li smiled: "It's easy to bully these ordinary people, look at me." Then he flew up in the air.

Feng Qing's expression became nervous when he saw the person coming, this person was able to fly in the air, could it be the cultivator?

Elder Li didn't land when he arrived at the martial arts training ground, so he kept flying in the air, looking cool and crazy, and shouted to Feng Qing: "Little doll, come on, come on, come and cut me!"

Feng Qing was also overwhelmed by the image of the other party, and his master's momentum was also seven points weaker, so he could only show his sword to stabilize his mind, after all, Feng Qing had never seen a cultivator, and he didn't know how to deal with it. If the other party flies to that high in the air, how can he still fight?

Qu Hangpeng saw that the other party really sent a cultivator to the field, and knew that even the first person in the martial arts had no way to do this, after all, he had seen the cultivator named Qi'er with his own eyes yesterday, and the speed alone was not clear to the naked eye. He could only shout: "This time, we admit defeat!" Sect Master Feng, the cultivator is beyond the reach of our martial arts people, give up."

Feng Qing really didn't know how to deal with it, the other party was already invincible, after all, he couldn't fly. Seeing that the Quanzhen Sect was willing to give up, he also had a step down, so he immediately stepped out of the martial arts training ground to rest.

Seeing this situation of admitting defeat before fighting, Elder Li shouted: "Don't admit defeat, come and practice your hands, or I will fight you on the platform?"

This high-profile Elder Li made everyone in the audience completely despise, just like in the boxing ring, a heavyweight fighter goes to a lightweight occasion to box, even if the lightweight champion is not resistant to beating, how can he resist a punch.

Since the Wanzong Alliance does not play cards according to the rules of martial arts, the Quanzhen Sect can only be played by Mo Qian. Mo Qian has been paying attention to the movements here, and he doesn't need to be notified, and he also makes a high-profile appearance like Elder Li, only to see Mo Qian landing vertically from a high altitude and smashing into the center of the martial arts training ground, and a big pit suddenly appeared in the center of the martial arts training field.

Elder Li was also taken aback by this momentum, feeling that his position had been shaken.

Mo Qian shook his hair and said, "Hey, little doll, come on, come on, cut me!"

Elder Li's lines were robbed, and he almost smothered out a mouthful of old blood, but the other party is indeed cooler than himself, and recently watched an earthly anime, and the super monkey man in the Seven Thousand Seven Hundred and Seventy-Seven Dragon Ball appeared like this. "May I ask who is the master of the faction?"

Mo Qian didn't want to talk nonsense with this white-haired old man, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he was not a master, an old and decrepit cultivator, and Shou Yuan was also very old: "Hey, little doll, you are so old, can you still move?"

The painting style of this scene made the whole audience can't help but complain, "What? little doll, so old, is this talking about cross talk?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, they feel that those fairy-style people are gray-haired and wearing ancient robes, but when it comes to Mo Qian's mouth, they are old little dolls, and this kind of logic makes people can't pee.

Elder Li felt that he was being underestimated, and he was also ruthless to the other party, and a rope coiled around his waist was automatically untied, thinking that it was a whip-type magic weapon, and this magic weapon flew into Elder Li's hands.

Mo Qian may have been affected by Qin Huanxi, and was also infected by Tease's personality, and said: "Hey, hey, hit, do you want to use lust lure? You are so ugly, useless."

Elder Li immediately spurted out blood, obviously suffocating his internal injuries. Flying towards Mo Qian with hatred, the rope whip flicked towards Mo Qian.

Mo Qian basically rarely fights, and he doesn't know if this magic weapon hurts on his body, so he dodged to the side, approached Elder Li directly, and slapped down, without using any martial arts, Elder Li's face was called straight, and he was directly hit to the ground, his head hit the ground first, and the old face was still rubbed on the ground.

This competition was not exciting at all, and the martial arts people in the audience saw two people flying around, and then one of them was slapped to the ground to the end.

Mo Qian complained: "Little doll, let's go back and find something else to do, Xiuzhen is really not suitable for you." ”

Elder Li got up from the ground, his injuries were not serious, mainly because he was angry to the point of internal injuries, and he couldn't wait to destroy Mo Qian directly, and just about to fight again, the Wanzong Alliance surrendered.

Ruan Ting saw that Elder Li was still going to bring humiliation on herself, so she could only shout: "This Ten Thousand Sects Alliance loses, Elder Li, come down." ”

Elder Li listened to Ruan Ting's words, although he was a little poor, but he could only rely on it, and it seemed that Ruan Ting's status in the sect was also extremely high.

Ruan Ting looked at Mo Qian on the field and was also extremely shocked, but she still said calmly: "Mr. Mo, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come to harm."

Mo Qian saw that Ruan Ting greeted him, and replied sarcastically, "Mr. Ruan, it's really fateful, I can see you here."

Ruan Ting also heard Mo Qian's words, her expression remained unchanged, and she said with a smile, "Yes, the little girl Tongmu sent Ruan Ting, I don't know which school Mo is always a master?"

Mo Qian didn't like the other party's behavior of robbing the disciples of other sects in private, and he didn't want to say more, "There is no sect, and neither are the masters!"

Ruan Ting didn't know where she had provoked the other party, and seeing that Mo Qian always had something to say, she could only say honestly: "My Tongmu faction is presiding over the Wanzong League, and it is also for the sake of martial arts, and I also hope that Mr. Mo can not help each other and withdraw from this competition?"

Mo Qian wanted to listen to the other party's nonsense, although it was nothing to find a qualified disciple among the cultivation sects, but this act of stealing chickens and dogs made people a little shameful, "This matter is not negotiable, the Quanzhen Sect is my help, who will you end up with?"

Ruan Ting also didn't get in, and there was no way, "Then I can only meet Mr. Mo for a while." ”

Ruan Ting just wanted to go to the martial arts training ground, but was stopped by another elder behind her, "Holy Maiden, let me come." ”

This elder has been living in seclusion in the Tongmu Sect, he is a figure in the previous head of the sect, and now his cultivation is also unfathomable, unlike the Elder Li just now, this time he came out not to assist Ruan Ting, but to protect her secretly.

Ruan Ting didn't dare to be rude when she saw this elder who had lived for more than 2,000 years speak, and said, "Elder Cao, Ruan Ting respectfully listens to orders. ”

Elder Cao was not high-profile, and slowly walked onto the martial arts training ground, "Mo Daoyou, I'll try it with you." ”

Mo Qian saw that an old man came up again, but the other party's demeanor and tone made Mo Qian very comfortable, and he couldn't bear to insult him, "Okay, what do you call it." ”

Elder Cao reported to the family without humility or arrogance: "Elder Cao Feng of the Tongmu Sect has been cultivating for more than two thousand years. ”

Mo Qian listened, it seems that this person is not simple, as a casual cultivator, he can only become an immortal by virtue of that immortal cultivation method, the disciples of this sect can cultivate for more than 2,000 years, and the cultivation is about to touch the shadow of the immortal, but now it is absolutely impossible to break through that step in this world, and it can be seen from his old form that it is estimated that he is still a little short of being able to communicate with the gods in the Mahayana period. also reported a name and replied: "Mo Qian, there is no door and no faction, and he has been cultivating for more than 3,000 years. ”

Mo Qian's answer shocked the audience, whether it was a martial arts person or a cultivator. Everyone thought to themselves, no wonder they called someone a little doll just now, it turned out that this Mo Qian was already so big, and now he can still maintain this young body, is he already an immortal?

Cao Feng listened, and was also a little in awe, "It turns out that Daoyou is already a Mahayana monk, disrespectful, disrespectful." It's better to sigh again, but I also want to ask for advice."

Mo Qian didn't talk nonsense, and took out his magic weapon, the streamer sword, and took it out.

Cao Feng didn't seem to be good at using magic weapons, and he didn't see any movements from him, waiting for Mo Qian to make a move.

Mo Qian didn't know if the other party was dragging his feet, so he waved his sword and slashed over, only to see Cao Feng's palm in his hand, and a green vine grew out in his hand, and then quickly grew larger, growing to the size of an ordinary person's thigh, and swept towards Mo Qian.

Mo Qian saw that it was such a spell, and it was also quite magical, and he didn't avoid it, he used the immortal power to bless the sword, and slashed at the green vine, brushing a few swords, and the green vine was cut into several knots. Mo Qian wanted to continue to cut over, but Cao Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously suffering internal injuries.

What Cao Feng had just used was the spirit vine that he had conceived since he was a child, which was connected to his own life, but he didn't expect to be cut off by Mo Qian at will. can only say: "Daoyou is amazing, I admit defeat." ”

Mo Qian was also a little inexplicable, why did he vomit blood alive, "Are you okay? If you are not in good health, don't fight like this, let's take a good rest." ”

Ruan Ting knew that Elder Cao's spirit vine, this spirit vine should be an immortal thing, and it was connected to Elder Cao's life, let alone cut him off, even if it was difficult to let the spirit vine be injured, I don't know how this Mo Qian did it, is the Mahayana monk so terrifying?

Of course, what Ruan Ting didn't know was that Mo Qian was not a cultivator at all, and a sword blessed with immortal power could certainly cut off this immortal thing. As a result, a good master of cultivating the truth, but he was directly defeated because of the breaking of the natal spiritual object.

Mo Qianyi saw that it was over, and he also wanted to make a quick decision: "Hey, you still have a place, who will be on it?"

Ruan Ting heard Mo Qian say this, how could she have anyone who could stand with her, so she said, "Mr. Mo." We lost this contest. Take the pill of myelin. Mr. Mo, I think we will continue to meet. ”