Miao Fu looked at Yu Banxian's strange behavior, his heart moved, and the sound of insects buzzing suddenly came from the vessel, and then a black shadow instantly attacked Yu Banxian. Yu Banxian's eyes froze, and his hands quickly pinched, only to see that the thing he had just placed suddenly grew wildly, more than five feet tall, and its blades were composed of three parts: in front was a flat leaf, the leaf midrib extended like a red vine rope, and at the end of the leaf midrib extension there was a "thread" shaped leaf cage, and there was a small lid on top of the leaf cage.

At the moment when the black shadow came, Yu Banxian was slightly panicked, and immediately played a trick, an invisible breeze came to his nose with a strong fragrance, as if under the influence of the fragrance, Miao Fu's control of the flying insects, suddenly lost control, and flew into the "silk" shaped leaf cage at the end of the extension of the middle vein of the leaf, and then, the small lid on the leaf cage suddenly closed, and the humming sound that kept coming just now disappeared instantly.

People with hearts have condensed a spiritual sense into the leaf cage to take a closer look, and found that there is something else in the leaf cage, there are nectar glands at the mouth of the cage, wax glands on the inner wall, and digestive glands at the bottom.

Seeing that the pitcher grass he accidentally obtained in the dark forest was finally somewhat effective against Miao Jiang's Gu worms, Yu Banxian finally exhaled a long breath and touched the cold sweat on his forehead.

When the flying insects raised by Miao Fu were collectively wiped out, he instantly spit out a mouthful of blood, obviously, he was suffering from the backlash of Gu magic.

When Yu Banxian saw that Miao Fu had suffered a lot of internal injuries, he slapped the storage bag again, and once again there were black and small seed-like things in his hands. Immediately, I saw a fiery red rattan covered with jagged teeth swaying like a nimble snake and growing wildly, and quickly entwined the careless Miao Fu. Miao Fu's muscles bulged, his face was angry, and he was toyed with in applause by an opponent whose cultivation was lower than his own, which he could not tolerate.

Miao Fu shouted, his palms were like knives, and the fiery rattans were cut off by him, but what made his scalp numb was that the power of this rattan was so amazing, and there was no trace of death at all.

Yu Banxian looked at Miao Fu's two thick and black eyebrows twisted fiercely, his face showed a smug look, his left hand quickly pinched, a flying sword broke out of the air with a whistling sound, one punch was difficult to defeat the four hands and Miao Fu, who was gradually tired, was cut by the flying sword in several places, at this time, those fiery red rattans suddenly swarmed up like leeches, and the somewhat desperate Miao Fu was suddenly submerged under the fiery red rattan, and after a while, Miao Fu, who was trapped solidly, had no power to fight back.

"In the first game, Yu Banxian won!"

"Yu Banxian, this kid, usually likes to play a little clever, I didn't expect to have such an achievement, we all underestimated him. Elder Yu Jiabao stroked his snow-white beard and smiled.

The old lady of the Miao family's face was not good-looking, and she scolded in her heart: "It's really stupid, even my Miao Jiang secret technique failed to perform it, shame, shame!"

Yu Banxian actually won the first martial arts competition easily, and everyone sighed, although it was not ornamental, but it brought great encouragement to the disciples with slightly lower cultivation, including Langchuan.

Among the disciples in the internal competition, the general cultivation is between the seventh layer of condensation qi and the eighth layer of condensation, and at this time, his own cultivation does not have much advantage, and Lang Chuan continued to sit cross-legged on the Tanhua ring seat to watch one fierce and exciting ring competition after another.

Time passed slowly, and under the encouragement of the shouts of the disciples of all clans and clans at the viewing table, the top ten of the internal competition had been released.

The top ten are: Miao Jiaowei, Xiao Yan, Yu Zhen, Tang Songling, Tang Jie, Tang Yan, Shi Krang, Wu Ka, Xiao Hong, Yu Banxian.

Judging from the list of various sects and clans, they are all evenly divided, and Yuntian Sect, as the sect force with the largest number of people, naturally has a slightly more quota.

According to the rules in the internal competition, the top ten should all challenge one by one from the champion, Bangyan, and Tanhua ring seats, because once they fail to challenge the third Tanhua seat, they will lose their qualification to challenge, so the ten disciples are now all looking at Miao Luofeng's ring seat.

"Xiao Cheng, Xiao Hong challenges Miao Luofeng!"

"Miao Jiang, Wuka challenges Miao Luofeng!"

"Yu Jiabao, Yu Banxian challenges Miao Luofeng!"

In a series of challenges, the challengers of the seventh-layer cultivation strength of condensation qi were all defeated by Miao Luofeng's men, which made Lang Chuan somewhat surprised, although Miao Luofeng's strength was in the stage of the eighth layer of condensation, but the moves he had seen in the Quartet were slightly different, and sometimes he encountered tricky spells in time, obviously he had reservations about the opponent between the cultivation of hell, which made Lang Chuan somewhat admired, this was not to feel the closeness of his comrades who had come out of a trench, but to praise his self-confidence and heartfelt admiration。

Just when Lang Chuan was shattering his thoughts, one of his old acquaintances easily forced Miao Luofeng into a desperate situation, he was Shi Krang, who had a war with himself in Montenegro, this person's exercises were very unique, not like the common exercises of Yuntian Sect, he quickly pinched the trick with both hands, bit his fingers, and condensed the popping blood into a strange plum blossom blood seal, trapping Miao Luofeng, who was a little proud in the blood array, and kept pinching the seal to devour his aura and essence to replenish himself.

"The secret technique of the historian, the blood mark of the plum blossom!" I don't know who it is, and he said the question that everyone was confused about.

"Unexpectedly, the Shi family who was once wiped out actually has a lone Miao hiding in Yuntian Sect, providence!" said the old woman Miao Jiang with a look full of memories.

The historian was also one of the six major forces in the South China Sea, but in the vicious battle of the Battle of Tianhe, the ancestor of the Shi family, the blood god son, died, and the Shi family, who had no successor, faced the crisis of falling down and scattering, and the entire Shi family was suddenly wiped out by a mysterious person in the South China Sea, which made the entire South China Sea sigh at that time, and it spread to the Central Plains.

Miao Luofeng saw that all his aura was losing rapidly, but he couldn't move half a minute, and he couldn't retain his strength in a hurry, so he shouted: "Death Spell Technique!"

Shi Krang suddenly shook his body, and a cold dead air immediately appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and strange patterns slowly filled his entire body, and the vitality of the whole person was slowly draining, and people began to age rapidly.

When they heard Miao Luofeng's death spell, everyone immediately blew a sigh of relief, this is the most vicious and domineering spell in the South China Sea.