He was defeated by Jin Hao again! And this time, he was even more defeated!

Qi Hao's face showed a look of gloom, he thought that after he broke through to the Spirit Realm, the distance between him and Jin Hao would be shortened. pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but after this competition with Jin Hao, he found that he had long been left behind by Jin Hao.

Jin Hao's strength is much stronger than before, although he still has many methods that have not been used, but even if he uses these methods, can he defeat Jin Hao?

With incomparably complicated feelings, Qi Hao slowly walked out of the ring. Seeing this, Jin Hao also walked in the direction of his seat under the admiring gaze of many people. Obviously, Jin Hao's strength was enough to make most of the disciples present respect.

At this time, the name in the water mirror changed again, and Mo Ye's name was also among them. His opponent was a monk at the peak of the Spirit Condensation Realm, whose name was Lin Xuan.

Mo Ye patted Mo Yue on the shoulder, and then walked towards the ring. On the way, his eyes fell on Jin Hao, who returned to the stands, and then Jin Hao also looked back, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Lin Xuan looked at Mo Ye and said, "I really didn't expect that there would be so many powerful people among your disciples this time!"

"I didn't expect it either, please!" Mo Ye smiled at him and arched his hand.

"Hmph!" Lin Xuan snorted coldly, a scimitar appeared in his hand, and huge spiritual power fluctuations suddenly burst out from inside the scimitar. The next moment, Lin Xuan rushed towards Mo Ye with swift steps.

"Dacheng realm's footwork!" Mo Ye's eyes lit up as he watched the other party's movements. I didn't expect him to meet someone here who cultivated footwork to the Dacheng realm like him!

Immediately, Mo Ye had the idea of competing with him, and most of the spiritual power in the dantian was instantly sealed by him, and his cultivation was suppressed at the peak of the Spirit Condensation Realm.

"You're too arrogant, aren't you!" Lin Xuan looked at Mo Ye's actions and sneered, but his body kept rushing towards Mo Ye, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the front of Mo Ye.

Sen Han's blades, under the guidance of Lin Xuan, swept towards the ink night, faintly forming a momentum of encirclement. If Mo Ye can't get rid of it in time, he will inevitably be injured by this encircled sword.

Mo Ye's face was calm, and the wind step instantly urged, but with a slight flick of his body, he got rid of the encirclement of the sword, which made Lin Xuan's plan fall through.

Seeing Mo Ye get rid of his sword so easily, Lin Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly. From Mo Ye's movements just now, how could he not see the traces of his footwork? Looking at this look, Mo Ye's footwork should have also been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, no wonder he would be so fearless in suppressing his own cultivation.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's eyes were a little more ruthless, and he withdrew the scimitar in his hand and replaced it with a lighter and more flexible dagger. Urging the footwork again to rush towards the ink night.

Seeing this, Mo Ye's eyes also showed a little more solemnity. How could he not understand Lin Xuan's intentions, Lin Xuan obviously wanted to use his Dacheng realm's footwork to fight him, intending to find out his flaws from it.

"If you want to test your footwork, then I'll accompany you!" Feeling a dangerous aura that was rapidly approaching him, Mo Ye chuckled, and also took out a dagger from the storage bag and greeted him.

Bite!

The two daggers were separated at the touch of a button, and Mo Ye wanted to retreat, but found that Lin Xuan suddenly smiled strangely and chased after him, the dagger in his hand flashing with a faint cold light.

Seeing this, Mo Ye took advantage of the situation to meet it, and the two daggers touched together again, and the crisp and pleasant sound was no less than that of ordinary musical instruments, which made people can't help but be intoxicated after listening to it. However, everyone present understood that this seemingly pleasant sound actually contained infinite murderous intentions.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

In just one breath, Mo Ye and Lin Xuan fought four times again, and in these four encounters, neither of them took advantage of each other.

However, to Mo Ye's surprise, in the case of high-intensity urging to resist the wind, his footwork seemed to have a trace of inexplicable charm and agility, although this feeling was fleeting, but it was still keenly noticed by Mo Ye.

"That feeling just now...... Could it be that the footwork is perfect?" Mo Ye was a little excited. During this period of time, his wind control step has been stuck in a bottleneck and cannot break through, but he didn't expect to find an opportunity to break through in this competition.

"You must take advantage of the opportunity!" Mo Ye's eyes immediately became extremely focused. The footwork of the consummation realm is not something that can be practiced overnight, and if you want to cultivate your footwork to the consummation realm, it depends more on chance. Before the opportunity comes, no amount of effort is useless.

Obviously, this competition is the opportunity for Mo Ye to cultivate the Wind Guardian to the consummation realm.

Before you know it, the battle has been going on for a quarter of an hour. In this quarter of an hour, Mo Ye and Lin Xuan were just using footwork to confront each other, and many people thought it was very novel at first, but as time went by, their interest slowly faded.

In their eyes, Mo Ye and Lin Xuan were like two rats, always circling around the ring, rather than watching such a boring competition, it was better to hurry up and move on to the next competition! It's just that because many elders are watching, they didn't shout out, but their faces have already shown impatience.

And Mo Ye, who was in the ring, was unaware of the eyes of the outside world, and was completely immersed in the wind control step he performed.

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, Mo Ye's feet are constantly changing.

However, Lin Xuan, who was fighting Mo Ye, after feeling the aura of agility on Mo Ye's body, his face changed greatly, and a trace of deep jealousy flashed in his eyes.

He also saw that Mo Ye had touched the edge of the Perfection Realm's footwork in the competition with him.

"Why haven't I touched the footwork of the Consummation Realm after two years of cultivation, but he can?" Lin Xuan's eyes were a little red, and killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, nineteen throwing knives appeared in his hands. The bodies of these nineteen flying knives were all depicted with complex spirit patterns, and a mysterious aura suddenly permeated the entire ring.

"Xuanjin Sword Array!" Lin Xuan shouted, the spirit patterns on the nineteen flying knives in his hand lit up one after another, and an extremely terrifying momentum suddenly burst out from it, which had already surpassed the scope of the Spirit Condensing Realm.

"This little guy named Lin Xuan is a little interesting, those nineteen flying knives are all the best among the medium-grade magic weapons!"

"Nineteen flying knives are combined into a killing array with the help of the spirit patterns on the knife body, and their power can also reach the spirit realm, such power can't even be compared to ordinary high-grade magic weapons!"

"That little guy in Mo Ye is a little dangerous! he suppressed his own strength at the peak of the Spirit Condensing Realm, and now it seems that he is a little too big!"

"If the killing array formed by the flying knives is not activated, Mo Ye can lift the suppression of his own cultivation, but he can still turn defeat into victory!"

At the top of the stands, the elders commented one after another. Their cultivation was already boring in their usual days, but now watching the junior disciples compete has added a lot of fun to them.

"Old Ge, how about we make a bet!" said an old man who looked like a thief.

"Come on, old man, aren't you still afraid that you won't succeed?" the other old man's eyes suddenly widened, and he snorted.

"Elder Ge, Elder Xie, are you two going to make a bet again?" Some of the other elders laughed as they listened to the conversation between the two, with expressions of expression that they wanted to come over to see the excitement.

"Of course, let's take these two little guys and gamble! I bet that Mo Ye can defeat Lin Xuan with the cultivation of the Spirit Condensing Realm!"

"Oh?" Elder Ge looked at him in some surprise, and then said, "Then I'll bet that Mo Ye can't defeat Lin Xuan with the cultivation of the Spirit Condensing Realm!"

Although he felt a little puzzled in his heart, Elder Ge still didn't think that his inference would be wrong.

"Then I'll make a bet on the fragment of spiritual skills that I've treasured for many years!" Elder Xie smiled and then said.

"What?" All the surrounding elders' faces changed drastically, Elder Xie would actually take out such a precious thing as a bet, they never thought of it.

"Oh?" Elder Ge was also taken aback, but then a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, "Then I'll bet on my top-grade magic weapon flying boat!"

I don't know what kind of wind the surname Xie smoked, but he was willing to take out the fragment of spiritual skills as a bet. That fragment of spiritual skills, he would feel distressed when others took a look at it on ordinary days.

"Old Xie, don't go back!" Elder Ge laughed at this time, as long as he could get that spiritual skill fragment, then his strength would be greatly improved.

However, Elder Xie did not speak again, as if he had decided that his bet would be won, and watched the battle in the ring with interest.

"Seal!" Lin Xuan quickly shot one trick after another at the flying knives in the air, and the spirit patterns on the nineteen flying knives suddenly burst out with a burst of dazzling white light, and then locked on Mo Ye in different directions. However, his face also turned extremely pale because of this, obviously a lot of consumption.

For a moment, the surrounding air seemed to be about to freeze, and if the cultivation did not reach the Spirit Realm, it would be impossible to move under this powerful constraint. Even if the cultivation reaches the Spirit Realm, the ability to move will be greatly reduced.

However, under this powerful constraint, Mo Ye was still calm, but there was a hint of understanding in his eyes.

"I see!" Mo Ye laughed, and the next moment, his figure shook slightly, took a step forward, and walked out of the space where nineteen flying knives were imprisoned.

"How is it possible?" Lin Xuan's face was full of disbelief, and a mouthful of blood spurted forward, and he was actually counterattacked by the magic weapon.

"Thank you so much this time!" Mo Ye said with a smile.

At this moment, his wind-resisting step has reached the level of perfection!