The yin wind whistled by, and bursts of crying sounded all around, as if they were in a ghost domain, which made people shudder.

In the sky, several purple divine thunderbolts slashed down, dyeing the originally white sky a patch of purple.

The pitch-black hundred-zhang long knife, like a huge black crescent, swooped straight up, facing the divine thunder.

The roar echoed, and even more dazzling purple light emanated, which was the divine thunder exploding.

I saw that the purple divine thunder rushed directly into the pitch-black crescent moon like several sharp arrows, and in an instant, some black qi was disintegrated and dissipated, and a huge gap appeared at the same time.

"Chop!" Zhou Hong roared in a low voice, took a step forward, and a black light shot out from his dark eyes, merging into the pitch-black crescent moon.

In an instant, the black qi rapidly expanded and enveloped the divine thunder, swallowing it all.

After a while, the black qi gradually dissipated, and the cold aura around him gradually faded.

On the battle platform, Zhou Hong gasped and stood with a knife, the blow just now consumed almost all his spiritual power, and at this moment, he was like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.

Looking at the unconscious Tianfuzi, a smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Hong's mouth, he won!

Feng Ning, who was in mid-air, punched a spiritual power into his body with a wave of his right hand, and said, "Zhou Hongsheng!"

Around the battle platform, all the disciples looked at Zhou Hong who came over, and their faces showed reverence, and some even bent down to worship, and the strong will always be respected and worshiped by others.

"Unexpectedly, I originally thought that Tianfuzi would win nine out of ten in this competition, but I didn't expect to lose. A disciple said with emotion.

"Who said no, this Zhou Hong is really strong, that spell seems to be a few points stronger than Zhou Zhuang's hand ice domain. ”

"It's true, but I believe that Zhou Zhuang will win in the end. After all, Zhou Hong's hole cards have now been exposed, and presumably others will definitely take corresponding measures to deal with it. ”

In the crowd, Yun Mu turned his gaze to Zhou Hong, looked at it carefully, his face was contemplative, and at the same time, there was a faint sense of admiration in his heart.

"This person is a strong enemy, that kind of spell, if there is no counterweight spell, it is not easy to crack it, the ghost and god strategy, it is really as unpredictable as a ghost. ”

Soon, Yun Mu retracted his thoughts and looked at the third battle platform, where the battle was also fierce and the roar was terrifying.

On the battle platform, a young man in his twenties was naked, holding a scimitar, his eyes were scarlet as blood, staring deadly ahead.

In front of him stood a tall man with a rough face and blood all over his body, which could be described as shocking.

There was also a handsome young man beside the man, but at the moment his face was hideous, the long sword in his hand also showed some signs of breakage, and his body was covered with blood.

The man's eyes fell, looking at the young man in front of him, his expression was extremely solemn, originally he thought that in the case of solving one person, he could easily win, but he didn't expect to be almost defeated by the young man in front of him.

At the same time, he also noticed that when he was fighting against the young man, his own blood seemed to be uncontrollable, and he faintly felt like it was breaking out.

"Mo Yuan, being able to defeat Lu Daoming, who is in tenth place, really has a strong strength, but it ends here. The man's eyes flashed, and he roared in a low voice, and his figure doubled in an instant.

"Body forging. Feng Ning's complexion changed slightly, but he didn't say much, this kind of technique is not much in the Wind Spirit Sect, it belongs to the art of refining the body, after all, he still majored in immortal Dao spells in the Wind Spirit Sect, and he didn't have much research on the physical body.

Mo Yuan's eyes were scarlet, everything was red in his eyes, and so was the man who looked like a little giant. He licked his lips lightly and chuckled, "Everything that gets in my way will be destroyed." ”

In an instant, it turned into a ray of blood, rushed towards the man, grabbed his hands forward, and roared: "Blood leads." ”

As his words fell, countless cracks immediately appeared in his arms, and blood gushed out, turning into a bloody sword in the air, shooting towards the front at an extremely fast speed.

"Fight quickly, don't make waves again. The man's eyes immediately made a decision, his eyes were bloodshot, he roared in a low voice, and the aura of his whole body gathered in his right hand in an instant, and slammed it forward, and suddenly a terrifying fluctuation erupted within a range of dozens of zhang in front of him.

Mo Yuan's complexion changed, and he just wanted to retreat, but he found that his body was being sucked into it at an extremely fast speed, and those blood swords collapsed even more, turning into a little blood mist and dissipating.

At the same time, the young man moved, his eyes cold, his hands pinched forward, and a terrifying aura emanated from his fingertips.

"Fingers. The young man's tone was cold, and the killing intent in his eyes was even more undisguised, and he pointed towards Mo Yuan.

Bang!

A figure flew out sideways, slamming heavily to the ground, his eyes dimmed rapidly, and the flesh and blood of his body withered at this moment, as if he had been cursed by something.

"Blood Dao, which demon sect disciple are you!" In mid-air, Feng Ning opened his mouth flatly, he had seen that Mo Yuan was also wrong, but he did not reveal it, today he asked the elder not to come, just to let this disciple relax his vigilance.

"What kind of blood path! This is not a person from the Demon Sect, how can he appear in my Wind Spirit Sect!" Some disciples looked at Mo Yuan with doubts, and at the same time, they also retreated vigilantly, preventing the other party from fighting to the death.

"Hahaha!" Mo Yuan suddenly laughed wildly, and there was even a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"What is breaking the immortal gate, you will all become the blood food of my demon gate, this is just the beginning, everything is ......." Before Mo Yuan finished speaking, he saw a sword qi breaking through the air, and directly fixed his soul.

"The third competition is over, the winning disciple will come with me, and the rest will retreat. Feng Ning flicked his sleeves, rolled up Mo Yuan's body, turned into a long rainbow and galloped away.

Yun Mu looked at the departing Feng Ning, and there was a faint sense of ominousness in his heart, but he didn't think about it, and he also turned into a long rainbow and went away.

Along the way, everyone had a lot of thoughts in their hearts, looking at Feng Ning in front of them, they didn't know what this person wanted to do, and they wondered in their hearts, could they enter the inner door like this?

After a while, everyone came to the top of the second peak and stopped, looking at Feng Ning standing in the distance, their faces changed, and they were a little surprised.

At this moment, Feng Ning's eyes fell on everyone, his eyes were calm, but in the eyes of everyone, it was like a sharp sword, piercing into the body, making people's skin hurt.

"In the fourth competition, I have survived three moves in my hands, I will suppress my strength like you, survive three moves, you are the inner disciples, if no one passes, then no one will be promoted to the inner door this time!" Feng Ning said calmly.

In his opinion, the promotion of inner disciples is too easy, and in recent years, some outer disciples have wantonly bullied and oppressed outer disciples after entering the inner gate, attaching themselves to the sect like maggots, discrediting the sect.

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions were solemn, they looked at Feng Ning in front of them and took a deep breath, they knew that the only thing they had to do now was to block those three moves, and then promote to the inner gate, and the rest were all empty talk.

After half a ring, Zhou Zhuang stepped forward, the long sword in his hand groaned softly, bowed to Feng Ning, and said, "Zhou Zhuang, please teach Senior Brother Feng!"