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"It's really not a sword into silk, but this secret technique requires extremely subtle mana control, and it is also very desirable. It would be very extraordinary to let him use this method to enhance the power of his sword technique in the late stage of foundation building!" Xue Yun's divine sense spread out, carefully observing the spear-like sword, and muttered in a low voice with his eyes narrowed slightly.

Xue Yun's words were naturally heard by Nangong Yunqi and Meng Ping, and they also put away their contempt for the middle-aged monk when they looked at each other, after all, no matter what else happened, just such a subtle mana mana control was enough to make people admire.

At this time, Xue Yun lowered his head and fell into contemplation, and countless pictures surged in his mind, which was the whole process of the middle-aged man exerting this magical power. In this continuous thinking, Xue Yun's understanding of this trick gradually became clearer, and he decided that after arriving at the cave mansion, he would definitely practice hard.

He suddenly found that he thought that he had reached the peak of his strength in the current mid-stage realm of foundation building, but now that he saw that there were still many places to practice, and the improvement of his strength in all aspects could save his life at some critical moment.

"It's a bit arrogant. Xue Yun couldn't help but sigh and straighten his mind.

And at this time, it was only a few breaths in the past, and the spear compressed by the sword had already arrived in front of Chen Jin.

I saw that although Chen Jin's expression on his face still did not waver in the slightest, if he looked closely, he would find that his breathing was a lot shorter, and it seemed that he did not dare to despise this.

Chen Jin took a deep breath, slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and under the flash of light on his body, a white armor that exuded cold air suddenly appeared on his body. And this is the first time that Chen Jin has sacrificed a defensive spirit weapon since he participated in the big competition, and the previous battles were often between his continuous spell onslaught, and the opponent was unable to bear it, or lost the power of the fighting method or bowed his head and admitted defeat.

"This junior brother, your technique is very strong!" Chen Jin suddenly opened his mouth and said, and then under the pinching of his hands, a wall of ice suddenly appeared in front of him, this ice wall was three feet thick, and the cold air on the surface was emitted, as if it would be frozen by it as soon as it approached.

The next moment, the spear and the ice wall collided violently, and a loud bang came out, and the ice wall collapsed and scattered in an instant, and it seemed to be affected by the sword qi on the surface of the sword spear in the air, and it continued to collapse in an instant, until it became ice crystal powder and scattered violently around.

In an instant, the entire ring became crystal clear, and the temperature dropped a lot. And the spear seemed to be slightly blocked by the ice wall, and a crack appeared on its body, and its speed slowed down a lot.

But although it slowed down, because the distance was too close, he still continued to pierce towards Chen Jin, and Chen Jin raised his hand when he was delaying through the ice wall at this time, and his eyes were like lightning when he looked at the crack of the spear and pointed away!

Under this finger, because of the hasty casting of the spell, only an extremely thin fiery snake appeared, and went straight to the crack.

I only heard the sound of "stabbing", and the spear, which had just encountered the ice wall blocking the temperature drop, was touched by the fire snake again, and the crack suddenly expanded. There was another crisp sound of "bang!", the spear suddenly broke, and the first half flew out in the other direction, brushing past Chen Jin's ear, with a gust of agitated wind, piercing straight into the ground of the ring, and then gradually dissipated.

And the remaining half of the spear body slammed directly into Chen Jin's white armor with residual strength. I saw that the armor was dented a lot in an instant, and Chen Jin's body involuntarily slid backwards, and he didn't stop until more than ten zhang away, and the remaining body of the spear seemed to be exhausted and dissipated directly.

Chen Jin's face was already a lot paler, and the white armor was also a little damaged, and it looked like it had to be repaired before it was as good as ever.

"My brother's wish has been granted, and I lost this time. The middle-aged man used this strongest form, and it was impossible to use it for the second time in a short period of time under the great consumption of mana, and he also knew that the rest of the divine powers must be too far away from Chen Jin, and there was no possibility of victory.

But he saw that Chen Jin was also using all his strength to resist, but he was also very free and easy, and he respectfully hugged Chen Jin and saluted, and left the ring in a flash.

"Senior brother, what I said earlier was reckless, please don't mind, junior brother. Meng Ping saw that the middle-aged man left the ring and appeared near them, and immediately hugged his fists and apologized.

"It's me who is wrong, I apologize to my junior brother here. Nangong Yunqi glared at Meng Ping quite dissatisfied, although his face was a little unbearable, he still apologized softly.

The middle-aged monk knew that the two of them were extraordinary and their strength was also extremely strong, and he did not slack off, so he naturally hugged his fists and said words such as not caring, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious for a while.

"This is the monk, although he was defeated, he still dared to fight, showed his strongest supernatural powers, and won the respect of others while he had no regrets. Xue Yun said secretly in his heart, and at the same time, he also took a step forward and talked to the monk in the same way.

"Next, is there anyone else who wants to challenge on the stage?" Half an hour later, after Chen Jin signaled that he had almost recovered, the Great Elder smiled and looked at the remaining eight monks except Chen Jin and the middle-aged monk, and asked loudly.

I saw that most of the remaining monks thought of the domineering of Chen Jin's spell before, and even saw with their own eyes that such a sharp sword spear still couldn't defeat Chen Jin, and most of them were a little embarrassed and silent.

I don't know which monk took a step back directly, and then stepped back one after another, giving up challenging Chen Jin.

And only Xue Yun, Nangong Yunqi and Meng Ping were still standing in the front row.

"Meng Ping, you are so powerful, you can challenge it, if you lose, I will avenge you!" Nangong Yunqi's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Meng Ping with a smile on the corner of his mouth, patted him on the shoulder and raised his voice and said.

Seeing this, Xue Yun's face twitched, and he didn't want to get involved in anything with the two of them, so he immediately took a step back and entered the crowd behind him.

But Meng Ping smiled indifferently and said: "My strength is not good, let's ask Brother Nangong first!"

Nangong Yunqi's face sank when he heard this, and Meng Ping still looked at Nangong Yunqi with a light smile, only to see that his figure flashed in the next moment, and he stepped back directly and stood beside Xue Yun.

"What is the benefit of fighting at this time, anyway, when I am on the stage, if he comes to challenge me, it will not be the same as long as I win, but now if I stand up and lose to Chen Jin, then I will not lose face in the sect or even in the Qi country. Nangong Yunqi smiled secretly in his heart and looked at Meng Ping, who was now in front of everyone.

Meng Ping was stunned at this time, as if he didn't expect Nangong Yunqi to run away directly, in his impression, this person had a good face, and he would rather give up the challenge, which was really incomprehensible. But after thinking about it carefully, he quickly understood Nangong's intentions, wiped the cold sweat on his head with his right hand, and scolded secretly in his heart: "I was almost pitted, if I really go up and fight, it will be bad if I lose and let him reap the benefits of the fisherman, not to mention that Xue Yun will not move!"

Thinking of this, Meng Ping was extremely angry in his heart, but on the surface, he still smiled lightly, coughed lightly and said: "Daoyou's strength is outstanding, if you wait for Meng to be on the stage, it's not too late for Daoyou to come up and teach you a lesson or two!"

The crowd of spectators originally wanted to see the wonderful fighting techniques like Chen Jin and the middle-aged monks just now, and for them low-level cultivators, this fighting method might even allow them to break through some bottlenecks and go further in their cultivation.

But he didn't expect the next people to avoid the battle one after another, as a result, Chen Jin scored a full score of nine points, and they can no longer see the fighting method today, because according to the regulations, the top ten challenges are one person a day.

"You are like this one by one, the senior brother in front of you dares to make a move even if you know that you are invincible, what kind of monk are you!"

"Don't dare to challenge, what kind of immortal to cultivate!"

For a while, some people with hot personalities in the crowd of spectators actually spoke not inferiorly, and their words made Xue Yun and several other monks look slightly embarrassed, but Nangong Yunqi turned around and whistled, as for that Meng Ping, he simply closed his eyes and ignored it, as if he had nothing to do with him.