Yuan Feng held back the surging qi and blood in his chest and barely stood firm.

"How did you see that?" asked Yuan Feng.

"Amitabha. Deng Shan said slowly: "Our Vajra Arhat Array has been cultivated to the realm of unity, and no wind or grass can escape my induction. ”

"Master Yuan Feng's body technique did confuse my vision, but it was precisely because Yuan Feng's body technique was so powerful that I could easily identify it. ”

After hearing this, Yuan Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

"You bald ...... You monk is really cunning. ”

"Master Yuan Feng, this is smart. ”

“......”

Yuan Feng looked at the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, they were all exhausted, the consumption of True Yuan was huge, and the continuous battle made them almost unable to support it.

He looked at the people of the Ming Zen Sect again, and their breaths were steady, and the true yuan on their bodies was surging.

"Won't these bald people feel tired?

With a sigh, Yuan Feng raised his head and said aloud to Yu Qingzi: "Our Qingyun Sect admits defeat. ”

Defeated again in the hands of Ming Zen Buddhism, but there is no way, who made these monks of Ming Zen Sect as thick as turtle shells.

Even if you break their Vajra Arhat Formation, I guess I will be too tired, right?

Admit defeat early and go back to be chic.

Yuan Feng is like this, if you can fight, you will fight, if you can't fight, you won't fight, the people of Qingyun Sect are not confined to worldly fame and fortune, and being free from red dust is their creed.

"Senior brother, you haven't even touched a single hair of others. The disciple of the Qingyun Sect smiled at Yuan Feng.

Yuan Feng's figure flickered, and the eyes of the people in the audience flickered, and they saw Yuan Feng appear next to this disciple and slapped him on the head.

"Idiot, people don't have hair at all!"

"Hahaha......" The disciples of the Qingyun Sect all laughed, sweeping away the depression of the battle.

"Isn't it enough to be ashamed? Let's go, hurry back, Lao Tzu invites you to drink wine and eat meat!" Yuan Feng waved his hand and led them off the stage.

Such a demeanor has made many people admire.

Don't seek glory and wealth, don't seek worldly fame and fortune, wear cloth clothes, come in chic, go in chic, this is the demeanor of the disciples of Qingyun Sect.

"Yuan Feng's Dao heart is very firm. Monk Dengshan said to his fellow disciples: "He is a respectable opponent. ”

Yuan Feng's departing figure paused, he turned around and shouted at Dengshan: "That monk with a head like a headlamp, there is a chance for us to have a good personal battle, and I will definitely not lose to you again at that time!"

Deng Shan's expression was not shocked, and he said slowly to his fellow disciples: "I take back what I said just now." ”

The battle between the Ming Zen Sect and the Qingyun Sect ended, and when it ended, most of the people were still discussing the battle just now, and they were talking about it with relish.

After this battle, the popularity of Qingyun Sect has risen a lot.

Returning to the resting place, Chu Tianze summoned Jiang Hanlin.

"Have you practiced that thing?"

Jiang Hanlin puffed up his chest, patted his chest and swore solemnly: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Chu, it's absolutely no problem!"

"Good. Chu Tianze nodded and said, "You have watched all these competitions, have you seen anything?"

"Yes. Jiang Hanlin took out a pile of papers from his arms, handed them to Chu Tianze and said, "Senior Brother Chu, this is my analysis. ”

Looking at the dense words on the paper and a bunch of unknown mystical algorithms, Chu Tianze said lightly: "Zhen Aya." ”

"I'm here, Senior Brother Chu. Zhen Aya walked out of the shadows.

"You take a look at this. Chu Tianze handed the stack of papers to Zhen Aya.

Zhen Aya glanced at Chu Tianze with disgust and said, "Senior Brother Chu, you are lazy enough. ”

"Hmm. Chu Tianze admitted without hesitation.

Zhen Aya rolled her eyes, flipped through what Jiang Hanlin wrote over and over again, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration: "You are so talented, it's a pity not to go to Wanhua Sect." ”

"I think the Ming Sword Sect is very good. Jiang Hanlin touched his head and smirked.

Chu Tianze raised his eyes and glanced at him, lowered his head and continued to look at the things in Zhen Aya's hand.

The characteristics, abilities, and habits of each combatant are clearly written out, and there are many sets of plans. Zhen Aya said while flipping over: "It's very detailed, I've been secretly observing them in the past few days, but I haven't done as well as you." ”

"Senior Sister Zhen Aya is strong, so I can only rely on my brains. Jiang Hanlin smiled.

"Do you mean I don't have to think about it?" Zhen Aya was slightly angry, but on the surface, she was full of smiles, which made Jiang Hanlin feel a chill down his spine.

There is a knife in the smile......

"Pretty good. Chu Tianze stared at what Jiang Hanlin wrote for a while, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

"Senior Brother Chu, you actually didn't understand, did you?" Zhen Aya covered her mouth and chuckled.

"The second round is about to start, you should hurry up and go back to cultivating. Chu Tianze began to drive people away.

As time passed, the first round of the Yanshan Sword Team Battle came to an end.

In the last game of the first round, the Sanren Alliance played against Junzi Island, although the Sanren Alliance had the dark horse of the eldest grandson Wendong, it was no match for Junzi Island.

The Sanren Alliance is just a temporary team, and it is too far from a sect like Junzi Island.

The disciples in the sect live together on weekdays, and the exercises they practice are not much different, and they have a good tacit understanding with each other.

The attack of the Scattered People Alliance was a mess, and the eldest grandson Wendong was more like he was fighting alone, but his ability was eye-catching.

When he faced the attack of the disciples of Junzi Island, the talent he displayed was amazing.

With one hand of sword and one hand of sword technique, and at the same time he can also cast various spells, his attack methods seem to be endless, and it is impossible to guess what his next move will be.

There are already many sects secretly inquiring about the details of the eldest grandson Wendong, wanting to pull him into their own sect.

The first round ended, and the sects that advanced to the second round were: Tianyu Sect, Phoenix Spirit Sect, Wanhua Sect, Youhan Sect, Ming Zen Sect, Junzi Island and the bye Ming Sword Sect.

Next, it will be the second round of draws.

The Ming Sword Sect still sent Fang Ziyun to draw lots.

"Bless us for not drawing the last four. Fang Ziyun kept muttering in her heart when she went up, her hands sweating.

Below, Yan Beifeng shook his fan and smiled: "Her luck is so good, it must be fine." ”

"Five-five chances. Chu Tianze said.

"That's right, the chance of five or five points, the chance of drawing the Youhan Sect, the Ming Zen Sect is still quite large, these two are more troublesome. Yan Beifeng disagreed, and smiled.

When the results of the draw came out, Yu Qingzi said loudly: "In the first game of the second round, the Phoenix Spirit Sect played against the Youhan Sect. ”

The disciple of the Phoenix Spirit Sect, Yuyan, has changed drastically, and there is no one else who has this luck.

The Cold Sect's Ice Technique is too difficult to deal with......

"In the second game, Tianyu Sect vs. Wanhua Sect!"

The people of the Heavenly Feather Sect shook their heads for a while, after losing Han Mingrui, unless they were drawn to Junzi Island, they would stop.

There are only three sects left.

Yan Beifeng's eyes lit up: "Is it another bye? This is too exaggerated, right?"

Yu Qingzi looked at the sign in his hand, raised it and said lightly: "In the third game, the Ming Sword Sect played against the Ming Zen Sect, and Junzi Island had a bye." ”

The people of Junzi Island were stunned for a moment, and then burst into earth-shattering cheers.

This is equivalent to a through train, and Junzi Island is firmly in the top four in the team battle!

Yan Beifeng was stunned, and then hated and slapped himself.

"Look at my mouth!"