In the first battle, Liu Mu was defeated, which made everyone in the Lingquan Sect unable to come back to their senses for a long time, and they felt more and more that the Mingyang Sect had come prepared this time, and their minds became even heavier. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Accept and concede!" Chi Crack laughed loudly, "Then this battle will be selected by your sect first." Although Chi Crack's words were polite, he didn't hide the smug look on his face at all, as if he had a chance to win, and he didn't put the Lingquan Sect in his eyes at all.

In this competition, two wins in three battles, and the first to win two games is considered a victory. The side that fights first, after selecting one person, then the party facing the battle must send the person corresponding to its realm to come out to fight. Therefore, the first side to fight can choose people who are extremely good in a certain realm to draw up the realms of the monks of the two warring sides, which is the advantage of fighting first.

The Lingquan Sect lost the first game, and the situation was even more difficult. Although he couldn't get used to seeing the other party's face, he could only grit his teeth and swallow.

"Let me fight!" Xiao Xin'er asked!

"You?" Ling Suqing nodded, he originally planned to let Xiao Xin'er play in the finale, but now the situation is not good, if his side loses again in the second battle, then even if Xiao Xin'er can win a game here, they will still lose in the end. After thinking about it, Ling Suqing felt that it was better to stabilize the current situation first.

"Okay!" Ling Suqing agreed, and then said to Chi Crack: "In this battle, my Lingquan Sect will be fought by Xiao Xin'er!"

When he heard this, he laughed, as if he was not surprised by this result, and said, "This battle, we give up, even if you win!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around. Three battles and two wins, this Mingyang Sect automatically gave up a game, isn't it crazy?

But the disciples of the Lingquan Sect didn't want to be so many, and they all looked excited, applauding this effortless victory, and couldn't help but exclaim loudly, praising Xiao Xin'er loudly.

But when the head of the sect Ling Suqing heard this, not only did not ease his melancholy, but became more profound.

Three battles and two wins, Mingyang Sect automatically gave up a game, by no means to automatically admit defeat, then the biggest possibility is that they have the certainty of winning this last game. Thinking of this, the Mingyang Sect has been withholding it for a few years now, and now that they are suddenly visiting, they must have produced a great figure in recent years, so they have such full confidence.

Thinking of this, Ling Suqing couldn't help but have an ominous premonition, but as the head of the Lingquan Sect, although he was a little worried in his heart, he was still as calm as water on the surface, and said lightly: "Then how about this third battle?"

"Now that we have admitted defeat, of course we will come first in this third battle!" Chi Crack seemed to have a bamboo in his chest, and he was not polite, and his tone became a little arrogant: "This third battle, we sent a little monk from our own smelting realm. However, we can allow you to send disciples from the 'Body Like the Wind' realm, and we will win this battle anyway, hahaha!"

Chi Split's tone was arrogant, and he even allowed the disciples of the Lingquan Sect to send high-level cultivators, without taking the people of the Lingquan Sect into account at all. You must know that even if there is a slight difference in the realm, the gap and the combat power shown will be very different. This is just too arrogant.

As soon as these words came out, Ling Suqing, the head of the sect, didn't say anything, and the disciples in the sect alone felt like they had been humiliated, and they were all gearing up, yelling and eager to try.

In this way, Chi Crack was even more proud, and turned to a monk beside him and said, "Chongyang, you just let those people on the other side see and understand!"

The monk was half a head shorter than the average person, and his body was thin and inconspicuous, but after he walked out, he also said wildly: "You all have a chance to come one by one, no matter who you are, as long as one of you can defeat me, you will win this game!"

Looking at the tone, it turned out to be the same as the red crack, and they were all the same as no one in their eyes!

"Good boy, the person is not big, and the tone is not small!" The disciples of the Lingquan Sect saw that the person who came was just an inconspicuous little man, and they couldn't see anything powerful, and they dared to talk so wildly, and they didn't fight in one place, and they didn't feel angry in their hearts, and they didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, they jumped on the high platform one after another, and slapped him directly.

"It's too weak!" Guo Chongyang remained motionless, as if he didn't see it, and only when the palm was about to hit his face did he slowly make a move.

Boom!

Although Guo Chongyang's move was slow, he came first, directly grabbed the palm of the disciple of the Lingquan Sect, and then squeezed it violently, and heard a clicking sound, and the disciple's hand bones were broken. Immediately, Guo Chongyang raised his foot and kicked the disciple out of the stage.

Everyone changed color, they didn't think that this short boy really had some real kung fu, but everyone was angry, and there were still many people who jumped on the stage. But none of these people can survive three or five moves, and they are often beaten by Guo Chongyang in an instant, vomiting blood from the corners of their mouths, breaking their hands and feet, and returning in a miserable defeat.

"Let's go up together!" Guo Chongyang connected his fingers, looking light-hearted, and did not take the people of the Lingquan Sect in his eyes at all.

Lingsu was mentally prepared early in the morning, knowing that this person must be extremely strong, but he didn't expect that Guo Chongyang was already so strong, and none of the people under him were his opponents.

At this time, several more people were knocked down by Guo Chongyang.

Although the disciples of the Lingquan Sect were not angry, they also saw that this short boy was really strong, and they knew that the gap between them and him was too big, and they felt a sense of powerlessness, and slowly no one stepped forward.

At this moment, a disciple of the eighth level of the Open Ruins Realm's 'body moves like the wind' realm could no longer bear it, and stepped onto the high platform in three or two steps to start a battle with Guo Chongyang.

I have to say that the realm of 'moving like the wind' is a big gap between the realm of 'moving like the wind' and the smelting of one's own body, and there is an insurmountable gap. After this eightfold monk of the Open Ruins Realm came to power, the situation was very different, and after fighting more than ten moves in a row, he did not fall into disadvantage.

"Have you finally reached the realm of 'moving like the wind' as a monk?" Guo Chongyang's voice was cold, and his whole person seemed to be much more serious, and he began to be vicious when he made a move.

Boom!

The two fists collided, but they didn't expect that the monk in the realm of 'moving like the wind' was invincible, and the tiger's mouth shook and retreated again and again. Not long after, Guo Chongyang exerted his power again, and directly hit it fiercely, like a small mountain, pressing towards the monk in the realm of 'moving like the wind'.

Yes...

The monk couldn't dodge, and his body felt like it had been hit hard, and there was a sound of bones and muscles breaking in his body.

"Let's go down!" Guo Chongyang kicked and directly kicked the Lingquan Sect disciple off the stage.

Everyone in the audience changed color again, and they didn't expect that the strong man in the realm of 'moving like the wind' was not the opponent of this little man, and they were shocked in their hearts, and they didn't dare to step forward anymore. Even some Tianjiao characters like Liu Mu and Xiao Xin'er all looked solemn, and they were very worried!

"Isn't there anyone in the Lingquan Sect who can fight?" Guo Chongyang stood proudly, his short figure was like a big mountain at this moment, lying above everyone's heads, pressing everyone out of breath.

"I'm here to fight you!" Seeing that no one was fighting, Jin San also stepped forward at this time.

Jin San, as the third child of the Jin family, is blessed, although he likes to do some things that are abducted and deceitful, but his cultivation is really not weak, and he has long been in the realm of 'moving like the wind', and he is only a little short of being able to open up the second vein of Ren Du, connect the two bridges of heaven and earth, and become a strong man in the same place as the sky bridge.

Jin San made a move, and all kinds of insidious moves frequently attacked, and what "monkey stealing peaches", "a pillar of optimus", and "fishing for the moon in the water" were all used.

"Shameless!" Guo Chongyang shouted angrily, dealing with it while looking for Jin San's flaws.

Although Jin San forced Guo Chongyang to be a little scrambling, his moves were not real killer moves, and it was difficult to inflict a heavy blow on Guo Chongyang. After a while, Guo Chongyang gradually adapted, no longer panicked like before, seized the opportunity, and fought hard with Jin San and gave Jin Triple Blow. In this way, Jin San is becoming more and more difficult, and many means cannot be used, and he gradually shows defeat.

Seeing that the situation was improving, Chi Crack on the side said proudly: "Spirit Sect Leader, it seems that it is my Mingyang Sect that won this time! Don't say that I didn't give you a chance, hahaha!"

Rao is Lingsu is pure heart is out of the dust, and there is also a resentment, but the disciples under the sect can't fight, do they want to go up and fight in person? Lingsuqing sighed, and had to swallow this evil breath silently, pretending not to hear it.

Rumble!

Jin San was attacked, and finally lost and defeated!

"Accept this victory, I Mingyang Sect will accept it!" The arrogant laughter, like a poisonous needle, stung in the hearts of every Lingquan Sect disciple, making the huge martial arts arena silent.

At this moment, I don't know who shouted: "What about the alliance leader, our alliance leader will definitely be able to defeat him!"

"Yes, what about the Alliance Leader?"

At this time, one by one the disciples also remembered Bai Fanlai, and shouted: "Don't be complacent too early, our alliance leader is here, and he will definitely be able to defeat you!"

"Where is Bai Fan?"

....

One by one, the voices sounded, and even Ling Suqing remembered Bai Fan who broke the record of the sect, and his eyes began to shine again, and he asked the elders beside him, "Bai Fan, go and find him for me!"

shouted loudly, and everyone became high-spirited again, looking forward to Bai Fan's appearance one by one, hoping that Bai Fan could thwart the other party's arrogance.