Under the ring, there was already a lot of discussion, and they were all indignant at the humiliation of Chen Zhi, a disciple of the Elephant Department, such as the "Kunwu Sword" Master Ziting.

"Why is this Master's Court like this?"

"Soldiers can be killed, but they can't be humiliated, and it's great if the martial arts are higher!"

"No, the senior brother is not as domineering as him......"

"What's the matter, how wonderful the big brother has won, one move to win, and personable, convincing!"

In the ring, "Kunwu Sword" Master Ziting thought that the brothers and sisters in the audience were praising his superb martial arts, and he was even more complacent. As soon as his wrist sank, the Kunwu sword seemed to be unremarkable and handed out with a sword, neither sword nor murderous aura. It's like a powerless woman stabbing a sword, looking weak.

Chen Zhixin, a disciple of the Elephant Department, was full of joy, thinking that the master Tingjiang Lang was exhausted, with the sun in his left hand, the yin in his right hand, the yang in his left foot, and the yin in his right foot, and at the same time he exerted the wonderful magic power of "four elephant condensation".

The essence of the "Four Elephant Condensation" is to be able to refine the limbs into four magical powers at the same time, and the reason why Chen Zhi was taught by Miao Zhen, the head of the Elephant Department, is because he has the talent to refine the limbs and exert magical powers at the same time.

Enlightened people, talent first, qualifications, wisdom and spirits, naturally advancing by leaps and bounds, the time it takes to get close to the immortal body will also be shortened a lot.

And those with mediocre qualifications, even if they have been poor all their lives, may not be able to reach the realm of transforming into gods.

Of course, Chen Zhiyou has refined his limbs to pass through the realm of the four elephants, and his qualifications are not mediocre.

However, compared to the Master's Court, his cultivation was simply vulnerable.

Suddenly, Chen Zhi's limbs were all spread out by cyclones, his figure soared into the air, and the cyclones under his limbs instantly transformed into the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the Xuanwu four square gods.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and a cheer sounded, and they didn't realize that the resentment against the master's court in their hearts came out of their chests.

Someone even clenched their fists, as if the four cyclones had been shot out by themselves. Teach this bully master a good lesson.

The four cyclones were like thunder and thunder, roaring muffledly, rolling and devouring towards the "Kunwu Sword" Master's Court. Its momentum is magnificent, and the whole atmosphere is detonated again.

Unexpectedly, the mediocre sword of the Master Court was a trap and deliberately lured Chen Zhi into a trap. I saw that Fu Ziting's wrist turned, and he was on the ground, with a sword full of lightning, and his figure was like a ghost, constantly lightning out. In an instant, everyone only saw that on the ring, the figure of the master and the shadow of the sword surrounded Chen Zhituan.

Miao Zhen, the head of the elephant department, was dumbfounded, and couldn't hold it anymore, Huo Ran jumped up, but was grabbed by the head of the palace department, Yue Gong, who was also a judge, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Miao, you stepped forward like this, you have a ** share!"

Miao Zhen was angry, but he couldn't make a sound, seeing that Chen Zhi was about to die at the hands of Master Ziting. Gu Tian appeared in time and roared angrily: "Master's Court, criminal, stop for me!"

But the master's sword was already out of its sheath, and when he heard Gu Tian's voice, he hurriedly withdrew the sword, but it was still a little slow, and a sword pierced into Chen Zhi's chest.

Chen Zhi let out an "ah", and immediately blood splattered on his chest, and when the master drew his sword, he staggered to the ground.

Gu Tian's face was so angry that he had already strode under the high platform and judged the platform, and apologized to Miao Zhen, the head of the elephant department with a pale face: "Senior Brother Miao, there is no way for this religious disciple, I hope you will forgive me!"

The head of the elephant department turned pale and gradually returned to normal. But his tone was really cold, "The skills are not as good as others, why bother to say more!" He had no choice but to order the disciples of the Elephant Department to carry Chen Zhi down, and then go to the guest room to heal his wounds.

Under the ring, everyone's resentful eyes stared at the master on the stage, and the master looked proud, but there was a little indifference in his eyes, looking at Gu Tian.

The three groups and the four groups of competitions have been sold out, and the three groups are composed of the first disciple of the Yi Department, Shuangge Hu, and Luo Houde, the disciple of the Star Department, Shuangge Hu, a song of Xianyin Hu, will give full play to the "Two Yi Fu", and the sound wave will sweep, Luo Houde, who will practice the "Royal Seven Stars", almost within one move, defeated Luo Houde, won the first round, and entered the top eight.

And the sixth disciple of the four groups of Yuanbu, "Heavenly Soldier Sword", Yao Shenwu, fought against Guo Kang, a disciple of the Talent Department, and as soon as the "Heavenly Soldier Sword" came out, he forced Guo Kang, a disciple of the Talent Department, to retreat and won the first round of the competition in one fell swoop.

The four groups of competitions in the morning came to an end without any suspense, Mu Furong and the blood python of the god Tang Feng, Mu Furong was still indignant, "How can the second senior brother be so small, compete with the same door, humiliate others, and kill them all, it's true!"

"Hmph, this kind of small-bellied chicken intestines like Master Ziting is not a cause for concern at all, and it can't become a big climate, if he meets a master who is more powerful than him, he will definitely die!" The blood python that incarnated as Tang Feng didn't take Master Ziting in his eyes at all, and sneered.

Mu Furong sighed slightly, "In the afternoon, there will be three groups of competitions, nine junior brothers, you have also seen the martial arts of these senior brothers, they are not general, tomorrow it will be your time to compete, I don't know who the opponent is, you must be careful to face the battle!"

The blood python that incarnated Tang Feng said disapprehantly: "Little meaning, I have seen their martial arts, nothing more than that, I will definitely defeat them!"

Mu Furong was dumbfounded, her eyes looked at the blood python that incarnated as Tang Feng, and said suspiciously: "Ninth senior brother, don't underestimate the enemy, these senior brothers' cultivation is much longer than yours, remember not to be self-righteous and despise the opponent!"

The blood python who incarnated as Tang Feng suddenly realized that it was too big, but he knew in his heart that if it was about cultivation, how could these people be his opponents. He has cultivated for more than a thousand years, and it is more than enough to deal with a few Yi Sect disciples.

But in order to cater to Mu Furong, he immediately said: "Yes, Seventh Senior Sister, I understand!"

"Ha, that's good, let's go, go back to rest, and continue to watch the competition in the afternoon. After hearing this, Mu Furong smiled, and then walked to the main hall of the Yuan Department.

At the bottom of the abyss of death, in a body of water, Tang Feng, who had incarnated as a dragon, coiled in the water day and night, practicing Mahayana Buddhism and the Endless Dao Method.

"Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng" Nan Chaosi was still lying on the smooth stone slab idlely, sometimes jumping to Tang Feng's side playfully, frolicking for a while, Tang Feng ignored it, he had to walk away habitually.

On the ground, Chu Yu's voice came from the microphone made of shells, "Tang Feng, Tang Feng......"

Nan Chaosi, who was lying on the bluestone slab, suddenly opened his eyes, jumped down lightly, and was just about to shout to Tang Feng.

Tang Feng's hideous dragon face appeared in front of him, the dragon beard trembled, and replied: "Chu Yu, I'm here, what's the matter?"

"Tang Feng, what is it today? I guess it should be the name of the Yi Sect competition, you should hurry back and participate in the competition!" Chu Yu groaned.

These days, because he was able to chat with Tang Feng across a layer of stone walls, Chu Yu was not so depressed, and after the Green Snake Demon was seriously injured by Tang Feng, he didn't dare to torture Chu Yu again.

Chu Yu's physical strength has recovered a lot, and his spirit has also improved a lot.

Tang Feng looked up at the endless Death Abyss Void, and he looked at Nan Chaosi again.

Nan Chaosi frowned slightly and shook his head, meaning that there was no way to escape from the bottom of this death abyss for the time being.

Tang Fenglong's eyes showed a little gloom, "Tang Feng, are you listening to me?"

"Well, I'm listening, Chu Yu, this is the bottom of the Abyss of Death, and you can't escape at all!" Tang Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart, he couldn't help but feel sorry for trying to cultivate for so long, but he missed the big competition.

Fortunately, these days, practicing Mahayana Buddhism and the Endless Path at the bottom of the abyss of death has achieved a small success, and has basically cleansed the heart of the murderous thoughts.

"Tang Feng, what should you do? You can't waste all your hard work. Chu Yu's voice was low and anxious.

Tang Feng thought for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief, but said indifferently: "If you don't compare, you won't compare, as long as you have a chivalrous heart, Haoran righteousness will definitely last!"

"Tang Feng, do you hate me very much?" Chu Yu asked in a condensed voice.

"Hate, why?" Tang Feng asked in contemplation.

"Because I am a person in the Demon Dao, you hate the people in the Demon Dao so much, don't you hate me?" Chu Yu was in turmoil at this time, and then asked.

Tang Feng sighed slightly, "Chu Yu, don't think about it, let's talk about everything when we escape from this ghost cave!"

Chu Yu stopped talking, and a faint sadness rose in his heart, are the righteous path and the demon path really so intolerable?

Tang Feng was silent for a long time, and said: "Chu Yu, you must insist, I have cultivated the Mahayana Buddhism and the Endless Dao Method almost according to the instructions of Bai Xiaosheng of the rivers and lakes, and after I break through, I will destroy this stone wall and save you." ”

Chu Yu let out a "hmm" and said with relief: "Tang Feng, no matter what, I thank you for letting you appear in my life, if we can all escape from this ghost cave, as long as you are willing to accept me, I will no longer participate in any things in the Demon Domain." Okay?"

Tang Feng's heart was slightly cold, and he didn't feel a burst of warmth, Nan Chaosi smiled at Tang Feng's hippie smile, although his heart was warm, but it was difficult for him to avoid the fact that he was no longer the weak-crowned young man Tang Feng who used to be, but this hideous demon dragon.

Does Chu Yu mind? Tang Feng had this thought in his mind, and his eyes suddenly looked a little gloomy,

"Tang Feng, okay?" Chu Yu asked again as if Tang Feng had to give her an answer, Tang Feng was slightly stunned, and said in a deep voice: "Chu Yu, wait until we escape!"

"Well, it's okay, then you go to cultivate!" Chu Yu knew Tang Feng's stubborn temper, if he didn't want to say it, even if he asked again, it would be in vain. He is such a fierce temper, of course Chu Yu knows.

Tang Feng replied with a "yes", and plunged into the water, letting the cold water wash over his scaly body, he actually felt a trace of hesitation, why is fate so unfair? Want me to turn into a dragon? Such a faint voice sounded in his heart.

Nan Chaosi stood on a stone on the shore of the water, raised his hand and took out the long flute from his sleeve, and actually played it, the melodious sound of the flute echoed around the bottom of this abyss of death, and the sound of the flute slightly revealed a little sadness, but it was more exciting, as if the flute was playing the flute's undulating heartstrings. It's more like playing this piece for Tang Feng, showing sadness in tactfulness.

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