The body monk wearing a sleeveless robe was not only good at suppressing his opponent with continuous attacks, but he also didn't have to say anything about concealment, he didn't know what means to use to shake off the spirit worm summoned by the negative sword monk, and took advantage of the moment when the negative sword monk slashed out the sword qi!

"Oops!"

The face of the sword monk changed, it was no longer realistic to turn around and attack at this time, one wrong move made a mistake, the battle situation had evolved to an irretrievable situation, unless something unexpected happened, he had no room to turn the tables.

"I conceded. The white-clothed monk's fist stopped at the back of the sword-bearing monk, he withdrew his fist, smiled at the latter and saluted, and said: "Daoist friends have good combat strength, few people can escape the attack of Lian Tao Fist, and Daoist friends are proud enough to do this." ”

The sword monk's face was blue and white for a while, and the white-clothed monk's words of praise and derogation made him feel very uncomfortable, but since he was defeated, he was not qualified to say anything, so he just bowed ashamedly and walked out of the ring.

The white-clothed monk's gaze swept over the thoughtful monks on the sidelines and said, "Is there any Taoist friend who is willing to challenge?"

There was silence on the sidelines of the martial arts competition, and the monks who were still pregnant with ghosts had all given up their plans to compete with the white-clothed monk for places, and they looked eager to try it tonight, but she also knew that she was not suitable for joining in the fun at such a time, and the white-clothed monk was the only one left on the field for a while.

The whole owner came to the sky above the light curtain, nodded at the remaining five monks who were preparing to teleport on the sidelines, and said, "In this case, this fellow Hua Daoist occupies a teleportation place, you should have no opinion, right?"

Without waiting for everyone to answer, the owner of the whole workshop saw that no one objected, and immediately announced that the third teleportation quota belonged to the white-clothed body cultivator, and at this point, there were still two people left in the first batch of teleportation.

The remaining five monks looked at each other, and their minds suddenly came alive. At this time, the highest cultivation was still the Negative Sword Cultivator, but he was in the midst of a new defeat, and both his true qi and mentality had been hit to a certain extent, so he did not stand directly in the center of the light curtain as before.

"I'll do it first. A short-haired female cultivator was the first to come to the center of the light curtain, her cultivation was not high among the remaining five monks, but judging by her confident appearance, she should have some special means, thinking that her combat power was stronger than that of monks of the same level.

Seeing the short-haired female cultivator enter the light curtain, the one-legged young man on the other side of the competition arena jumped to the center of the venue, and saluted the short-haired female cultivator: "Fellow Daoist, please." ”

The two of them finished saluting, and almost at the same time hid their figures, although the ring battle is not good for the monk who is good at concealment, but if it is not concealed and fight with the other party, it is the most unwise behavior. Hiding your body can not only force the opponent to make a tentative move, but also try to seize the first move, even if you can't sneak attack directly, but it is still very helpful in battle.

Everyone on the sidelines saw the short-haired nun and the one-legged boy hiding their figures, and immediately released their divine consciousness at the same time and leaned towards the light curtain, but before everyone's divine consciousness arrived, the one-legged boy suddenly appeared in the center of the martial arts arena, and as soon as he pinched the rosary in his hand, a circle of light suddenly appeared behind his head.

"Dharma monk!"

Zhou Yue's heart moved, although there are a lot of sects of law cultivation, most of them can only be cultivated by large sects. They are not good at one-on-one combat, but when it comes to attack ability, they are only higher than sword cultivators, especially in many-to-many battles, a monk can almost suppress the opponent in one fell swoop without anyone chasing them!

It seems that the purpose of the one-legged boy's hiding form at the beginning was to summon the aura behind his head, which should be some kind of offensive and defensive spell, and the string of prayer beads is the magic weapon used by the one-legged boy to cast spells.

Like monks, magic weapons are also divided into many kinds, among which the most mainstream magic weapon is naturally the universal magic weapon used by ancient monks, followed by the magic weapon used by the monk to prepare for spell casting, this kind of magic weapon can effectively enhance the power of the spell, and can reduce the casting time while increasing the attack distance of the spell, an excellent natal magic weapon is almost a must for the monk.

It can be said that the Dharma monks are the school that relies most on magic weapons other than the instrument monks.

"Go!"

The one-legged boy was just getting ready, confidently swimming around with a circle of light, but a clear female voice suddenly sounded from behind him, and the one-legged boy reached out and pushed back unhurriedly-

"Boom!"

A light blue light curtain instantly condensed behind him, and almost at the same time, a terrifying and suffocating force directly hit the light curtain, the one-legged boy's face changed dramatically, and before he could react, he was directly blasted out, and the whole person was killed by a thick pillar of light against the light curtain around the martial arts arena!

"Late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm!"

The short-haired nun held a plain white oil paper umbrella high, and the pillar of light emanated from the surface of this paper umbrella, she gasped and put away the paper umbrella, and said breathlessly: "Bear it...... Contracted ......"

The one-legged boy who was directly hit by the pillar of light on the light curtain had lost consciousness, if it weren't for the mercy of the short-haired nun, I'm afraid this person would have been wiped out long ago!

For a while, the monks around the martial arts arena took a step back, and the eyes of the last three people looking at the short-haired nun changed a little, and they asked themselves if they could not accept the attack that was equivalent to a full-strength blow in the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, so no one stood up to challenge the short-haired nun.

In this way, this Hao Daoyou is the fourth person in the first batch of teleportation. The owner nodded, and then said, "How are the remaining four going to distribute this last spot?"

The one-legged young man who had just regained consciousness struggled to get up and took the lead in saying, "When Hao Daoyou blasted his defense with that umbrella-shaped magic weapon, the divine consciousness below was slightly injured, so he won't compete with you. ”

The remaining three people's eyes suddenly lit up when they heard this, and it was naturally worth celebrating that one less person was competing for a place, and the sword-bearing monk carefully observed the remaining two monks, and suddenly said, "Two of you, can you give me this place?"

One of the long-eyebrow monks was thoughtful, and after a moment he nodded and said, "Yes." ”

The other monk wearing a black iron mask was not so easy to speak, this person's cold gaze fell on the negative sword monk through the opening on the mask, and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist, please!"

The sword monk frowned slightly when he heard this, although he was defeated but he was not hit hard, at this time, seeing that this monk wearing a black iron mask dared to challenge himself with the cultivation of the second layer of the Yuan Infant Realm, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and he wanted to teach this person a profound lesson.

The two of them came to the center of the light curtain of the competition arena with tension, perhaps because they were scared by Lian Tao's punch before, the sword monk pulled out his big sword at the beginning this time, and rushed forward when the two of them finished saluting each other!

The speed of the Sword Bearer Monk was amazingly fast, and the terrifying short-term explosive power of the Sword Monk was fully displayed at this time, and the Iron Mask Monk was bullied in front of him before he even had time to put down his saluting hands!

Sword monks should indeed distance themselves when facing physical cultivation, but they can use their melee advantages when facing monks of other schools!

"Drink!"

The big sword slashed and slashed directly, and the negative sword monk slashed out three swords almost at the same time, and the three sword lights directly sealed all the retreats of the iron-masked monk with unparalleled oppressive power!

The Iron Mask Monk did not retreat but advanced, and at some point a short knife made of spatial turbulence appeared in his hand, and as soon as he was lucky, the short knife suddenly shot towards the chest of the Negative Sword Monk, if this knife could fall before the Negative Sword Monk's big sword hit, the Iron Mask Monk would have won this battle.

"Zheng!"

One of the three sword lights lifted by the big sword suddenly annihilated, and at the same time, the Iron Mask Monk's spatial turbulence short knife was also forcibly beaten back, while the remaining two sword lights still slashed towards the Iron Mask Monk according to their original trajectory.

"The victory and defeat have been decided!" The negative sword monk looked happy, he was purely using force to suppress people, and he was taking the path of sword cultivation that broke ten thousand laws with one sword, and when there was a big gap between the two sides' cultivation, sword cultivation could easily suppress the opponent!

"Zheng!"

The iron-masked monk gritted his teeth, and as soon as the magic in his hand changed, the spatial turbulence short knife immediately returned to him in a rapid whirl, and picked it towards one of the two sword lights, and at the same time, the iron-masked monk retreated quickly on the ground, and in an instant, he withdrew ten zhang away.

"Bang!"

The Negative Sword Monk directly rubbed his body and pounced, his body shattered the air and made an amazing explosion, and in a blink of an eye, he caught up with the Iron Mask Monk who had just begun to retreat, and the big sword in his hand slashed down unrelentingly, and at the same time he shouted and stimulated the Divine Sense Attack!

"Enlightenment!"

The iron-masked monk's body shook, he forcibly held his divine sense and shook his hands, a small formation suddenly rose from the feet of the two, and the two sword lights above the iron-masked monk's head were blocked by the formation and both of them were annihilated instantly, while the iron-masked monk took advantage of the momentum to hold the space turbulence short knife that flew back upside down, and slashed upward!

"Whew!"

The clothes on the Negative Sword Monk's chest were cut through by an invisible sharp blade, and a trace of blood flowed from the Negative Sword Monk's chest, and he stared at the wound on his body with an ugly face for a long time.

Before he really started the competition, the sword monk was full of confidence, he thought that his cultivation was also in the forefront of the eight, but after the competition began, he began to retreat, and without a variety of attack methods, he did not have an advantage in the face of these low-level monks with a large number of hole cards on their bodies, and finally had to give up the teleportation quota to others.

Zhou Yue, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, shook his head, the Yuanying Realm was indeed a level of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and sometimes those monks who looked weak could turn the tide of the battle in one fell swoop with their powerful treasures or abilities. The short-haired woman's paper umbrella and the array plate in the hands of the iron-masked monk were all like this, Zhou Yue made up his mind that he must be cautious when facing the Yuanying Realm monk, and he could not be blindly optimistic when he was not sure that the opponent did not have hole cards in his hand. (To be continued.) )