The disciples of the Star Picking Sect had mixed feelings.

They not only hope that Ye Xiaobai won, but also hope that Ye Xiaobai will not win, or that it will not be so embarrassing to win......

If other fellow disciples win, they must be rejoicing, raising their arms and shouting, but Ye Xiaobai.... Instead, they want to rush to the competition platform and teach this guy a hard lesson!

If you win, you can win, but every time you have to rob someone else's weapon, what do you do!

Shame, shame!

Cheer for Ye Xiaobai?—— don't even think about it!

Ye Xiaobai didn't care what his fellow disciples on the four peaks thought, he was enjoying it now.

Seeing that the deacon elder Qi Feng did not deny his proposal, he turned around, crossed his hands on his waist, raised his chin and looked at the center, with an expectant look.

"Elder Gu, this disciple of your Star Picking Sect is really interesting, and he has a unique style of acting, if you meet him outside, it is hard to imagine that he is actually a disciple cultivated by the Star Picking Sect. ”

Luo Yuantian didn't like it in his heart, but he still said with a smile at Gu Changhe. There is no irony in the words.

Gu Changhe pretended to be disappointed and shook his head, and said: "It's too heavy to play, it's difficult to become a big weapon, if this disciple can put more effort into cultivation, he should be more than an eighth-layer cultivator." Elder Luo, the two disciples of your Star Sword Sect who were robbed of their weapons, why don't you just let me pick up the Star Sect to make up for it, what do you think?"

"There's no need, just two kinds of weapons won't bother your sect. Luo Yuantian directly rejected Gu Changhe's "kindness" coldly.

"In that case, forget it. ”

Gu Changhe originally planned to really give.

Luo Yuantian sarcastically ridiculed the Star Picking Sect for having no rules and taught disciples like Ye Xiaobai, while Gu Changhe sarcastically ridiculed the disciples of their Star Sword Sect for their inferior skills. The ninth layer of the Avatar Sect can't even beat a disciple of the Eighth Layer of the Star Picking Sect!

Luo Yuantian's face was embarrassed.

Although such a competition and snatching other people's weapons are despised by people, it is a fact that his Xingchen Sword Sect disciple's skills are not as good as others.

"Elder Luo, I think I'll meet this kid when I go up!"

Just when Luo Yuantian's face was ugly, a disciple behind him who had been sitting quietly with his hands clasped got up and said.

"That kid from the Star Picking Sect, he actually led Senior Brother Mo Zijun to make a move, and it was only eight layers, is it worth it!" Seeing this disciple get up, several other disciples of the Star Sword Sect showed a hint of surprise in their eyes.

This time, because of the competition of the spirit stone vein, there were only nine games in total, and whoever won the fifth layer first would win.

And the ninth-layer disciples who came with Luo Yuantian had a total of eleven. Obviously, there are two disciples who are not on the list of disciples, and this Mo Zijun is one of them.

There was also a woman sitting quietly beside him, wearing a long green veil.

Hearing Mo Zijun behind him asking for battle, Luo Yuantian pondered for a moment, and finally nodded slightly, and said, "Since Zijun wants to go and meet him, then go." ”

With Luo Yuantian's approval, this disciple named Mo Zijun didn't answer, and flew up directly.

On the stage.

"Friends of the Star Sword Sect, come down quickly! I, Ye Xiaobai, want to kill you!"

Seeing that there had been no disciples of the Star Sword Sect in the center for a long time, Ye Xiaobai crossed his waist and shouted!

Hearing Ye Xiaobai's shout, the disciples of the Star Picking Sect on the four peaks pulled out their cheeks, and some even rolled their eyes directly-Thinking about others? I see that you kid is thinking about other people's weapons!

"Boy, I'll meet you!"

A figure blinked, and before the figure fell, a sharp word came out.

Looking at Mo Zijun who appeared on the side of the deacon elder Qi Feng, Ye Xiaobai had a smile on his face, and said with his fists clenched: "Fortunately, I don't know the name of this senior brother? ”

"Mo Zijun, the one who defeated you!"

Mo Zijun, as his name suggests, has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and looks extremely handsome. There is a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows, and his eyes are like the edge of a sharp sword, with a trace of fierceness.

After listening to Mo Zijun's words, Ye Xiaobai pretended to cough embarrassedly twice, still smiling.

"Yes, yes, a lot of people want to beat me, young man, it's good to have goals. Well.... In that case, I don't know if you're ready to take on my weapons, ahhhh ”

After speaking, Ye Xiaobai's face was serious.

Staring at Ye Xiaobai, Mo Zijun's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and when his right hand flipped over, a three-foot sword shining with cyan cold light was held in his hand, and the momentum of his whole body was like a sharp sword!

"Heh!" Mo Zijun sneered and mocked on his face, "Challenge? Just because you are a brat of the eighth layer, you are also worthy of me Mo Zijun to challenge! Defeat you in ten moves!"

Hearing this, the disciples on the four peaks were all annoyed, and they couldn't help but shout and curse at Mo Zijun one by one.

"What is arrogant, isn't it just a little stronger, I will be defeated by Ye Xiaobai later, see if you can still be so arrogant!"

"What's wrong with the eighth layer of the Mortal Transformation! You two disciples of the Immortal Ninth Layer of the Xingchen Sword Sect haven't lost yet, and they can't even keep their own weapons!"

......

Although Ye Xiaobai made them feel helpless, but you, a disciple of the Star Sword Sect, so arrogantly humiliated the disciples of the Star Picking Sect, these people naturally had a feeling of empathy.

Unlike the disciples of the Star Picking Sect on the four peaks, in the face of Mo Zijun's arrogance and contempt, Ye Xiaobai didn't care at all!

At this moment, this guy was staring at Mo Zijun's right hand holding the sword with a thief light in his eyes. A ring on the finger of the right hand, to be exact!

"Storage ring, definitely storage ring! I didn't expect this guy to be not only handsome, but also so rich!" Ye Xiaobai felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and his little heart beat faster.

Finally looked away, Ye Xiaobai looked eager, looked at Mo Zijun with a cold look, and opened his mouth to say, "You are the rich second generation?"

Hearing this, Mo Zijun's brows furrowed slightly. I don't know what this kid in front of me is talking about.

"Ahem. Ye Xiaobai coughed twice, and knew that Mo Zijun didn't understand, "Hmm.... That, it's good to defeat me in ten moves! But it's like this, in order to ensure that both of us go all out and don't release water, what about this competition.... Well.... There is a lottery, that is, the loot that you have robbed, and you don't have to return it. ”

In a paragraph, Ye Xiaobai stammered, even if he was thick-skinned, he was a little embarrassed.

Seeing that Mo Zijun on the other side was still pretending to be cool and didn't make a sound, Ye Xiaobai then asked, "That.... You know the rules, right?"

Don't blame Ye Xiaobai for being verbose, it's really better to make some things clear first! Otherwise, when the bamboo basket is empty, wouldn't he Ye Xiaobai be busy in vain.

"In that case, if I like your left hand or right foot, I can take it away!"

"Yes, that's right! I didn't expect you to look cold, and your comprehension is quite high. ”

Ye Xiaobai praised it from the bottom of his heart.

"Idiot, then I'll take your life as a trophy!"

Ye Xiaobai's stupid hippie smile, Mo Zijun looked disgusted! Without waiting for Qi Feng on the side to leave, he picked up the sword in his hand, turned into a cyan streamer, and a sword attacked!

Seeing Mo Zijun suddenly attack with a sword, facing Mo Zijun's sword, Ye Xiaobai directly punched out.

Bang!

The two true elements collided, and the cyan sword qi on Mo Zijun's sword was like a sharp man, and it broke through the true yuan on Ye Xiaobai's fist in an instant, Ye Xiaobai was slightly surprised, and hurriedly retracted his fist and dodged to avoid it.

Glancing at his fist, he saw a red mark.

"Body refining is just a small path, no matter how strong your physical body is, you can't stop my Qingying Sword Qi!" As he spoke, Mo Zijun struck again in the blink of an eye!

Bang!

Knowing that this Mo Zijun's sword aura was extraordinary, Ye Xiaobai also resisted quickly, and immediately dodged to avoid it after resisting it with one blow.

"Boy, you can't run, no one can escape from my Mo Zijun's sword!"

Seeing that Ye Xiaobai didn't have to fight with himself physically, Mo Zijun smiled sharply, and the sword in his hand came out directly, and the sword qi was entangled, turning into a blue light, and killing Ye Xiaobai!

Seeing that Mo Zijun's sword actually came out of his hand and pursued Ye Xiaobai, the disciples on the four peaks suddenly gasped!

Edgeworthiness!