Walking out of the crowd and arriving at a secluded place, Wan Peng slowly sat down. He had some complications in his mind right now. It can be said that Bai Shangtai's failure, in fact, is not really how much higher his strength is, but Bai Shangtai believes that as a new disciple who has no background, he will definitely be afraid of him, the son of the dean of the Seventh Academy, so he is very relaxed and presumptuous. He didn't think about any tactics at all, and he didn't care how Wan Peng wanted to fight.

In addition, Wan Peng's luck in this battle was very good, and Bai Shangtai's attack method was actually restrained by Wan Peng.

However, after calming down, Wan Peng's mood was a lot heavier. This battle will obviously not bring him any beneficial results. Bai Shangtai failed, and he lost so much that he didn't have any face at all, and Bai Chaoxin couldn't give up. Although the organization of the whole game will seem fair and random, everyone knows that Bai Shangtai's first game against Wan Peng is definitely not just a random coincidence.

Wan Peng vaguely felt that he couldn't get his turn when it came to the bye. Moreover, it is very likely that he will fight against some masters.

Nearly two hours later, Wan Peng returned to the martial arts arena. All the 25 winning players have been in place, and Wan Peng also directly feels what the gap between level and strength is. Among all the twenty-five people, there were a total of twenty people from the ninth level of qi refining, and the remaining five, including himself, were all at the eighth level of qi refining. Of the few cultivators of the sixth and seventh layers of Qi refining who appeared in the first round, none of them could enter the next round.

His opponent was quickly generated, Yu Qing, the ninth layer of qi refining, and a disciple of the Third Academy. Compared with Bai Shangtai, Yu Qing's posture and temperament are obviously superior, and the indifference between his eyebrows makes Wan Peng feel that he has strength.

Because, the deeper the strength, the more battles you experience, the more calm you will be.

Yu Qing did not show any contempt for Wan Peng. Or maybe it was because he knew that the eighth-level Qi refining cultivators who won the first round generally had some means.

The game begins. The two men stood calmly opposite each other, not saying a word. Wan Peng stretched out his right hand, but instead of pinching the spell, he reached behind his back and pulled out a long object wrapped in a white cloth.

Weapons? It is true that there is no rule at the military exercise that says that weapons cannot be used. A solemn light flashed in Yu Qing's eyes at this time, and he looked at Wan Peng with interest.

Wan Peng also ignored the boos of others, and with a flick of his wrist, the white cloth fell gracefully.

It's a fairy sword!

And, judging from the first sense, the grade is not low! There should be three grades!

Each fairy sword has a natural temperament that exudes to the outside, and people who have been in contact with it a lot can roughly judge its grade from the first feeling.

The three-grade fairy sword, although it is not uncommon in this gate, but it appeared in the hands of Wan Peng, which greatly surprised the onlookers. Of course, it was also beyond Yu Qing's expectations.

You must know that when you are in the Third Courtyard, when you build the foundation, the fairy sword given by the sect is only a second-grade intermediate rank! How could this disciple of the Outer Gate Inspectorate directly take out a third-grade fairy sword?

Or, this is also a question for others.

The onlookers are silent now. But I don't know who, after the first laugh, everyone else laughed out loud.

"Disciple of the Qi Refining Period, you actually use the fairy sword to compete? This is a bluff to scare people, right? If you don't build a foundation, what kind of fairy sword will you use to pretend to be garlic......"

"Which of the disciples of the Lingyun Sect is scared, and what about the high grade......

Wan Peng heard all this clearly, but he didn't take his eyes off Yu Qing for a moment. After confirming that Yu Qing had no intention of attacking, he smiled faintly, "Senior brother, I asked!"

With that, Wan Peng took a step forward, holding the Yuyuan Sword, and the first type of the Ice Mang Sword Technique roared out of the Thousand Miles of Ice Seal.

Although it is only a sword move, and it has not yet fused sword qi, Wan Peng has practiced it thousands of times before, and the entire sword move is done in one go, the sword momentum is sharp, and the attack and defense are just right. Yu Qing was obviously observing the temptation, and retreated very cautiously, but still did not attack.

The second move is immediately followed by the first move, and Wan Peng is now a typical offensive type. The offensive of the second move was even tighter, which made Yu Qing have to frown.

Such a skilled sword move must have put a lot of effort into it. However, what is a cultivator in the Qi refining period doing when he practices a sword? He can't condense his sword qi, and the sword move is just a trick for a cultivator. Moreover, he wondered that his master wouldn't remind him?

But the problem is that this Wan Peng did win the last round. There were only 5 Qi cultivation eighth-level cultivators who advanced in the last round, and 3 of them were cultivators, and he knew that all of them were new stars of the sect with outstanding talents and reputations. But this Wan Peng doesn't look like it from anywhere.

I was thinking about it, Wan Peng's third move has arrived, ice and snow!

If Wan Peng can stimulate the sword qi at this time, the ice and snow will be a very ornamental move, with snowflakes flying all over the sky, and at the same time containing a fierce killing intent. However, without the sword qi, all that was left was a complicated sword move.

Yu Qing seemed to have seen the details of Wan Peng's background, and after a little avoidance, his body changed, and the aura around his body converged, turning into countless fine rays, and stabbed straight towards Wan Peng's side.

Wan Peng seemed to have been prepared, the sword move was not used up, he stopped abruptly, his body turned sharply and retreated, and at the same time, he pinched the magic technique with his left hand, and between himself and Yu Qing, two layers of earth walls rose in an instant, blocking those fine rays.

His movements are very beautiful, but there are still sharp-eyed people who find that Wan Peng has two things that have fallen from his waist.

Yu Qing also found out. He glanced at it, and it was something that looked like two pieces of jade. It seems that this Wan Peng's defense this time is still a little reluctant, so that his things can't stand the pull of his body and fall out.

When the earth walls met, there was a burst of dust, and then the earth walls disintegrated directly, and at the same time, the earth walls also lost their aggressiveness. Wan Peng exerted his strength again, and all the dust gathered into three earth cones in the air again, whistling and stabbing at Yu Qing.

Yu Qing supported one arm, and a spiritual shield appeared in front of him, covering himself firmly. The cone did not penetrate with great power and shattered again. At the same time, he also urged his spiritual power again, and his spiritual power, along with those broken soils, roared and flew towards Wanpeng.

Spiritual power? Wan Peng was secretly happy in his heart, but he was silent on the surface. As Yu Qing's attack came, he rolled backwards five or six times in a row as if he had been hit, looking like a wolf.

"Ha, the eighth layer of qi refining is the eighth layer...... Look at it like this...... "I don't know why there was another burst of laughter outside the court."

"That kid got knocked off the ground again, hahaha......"

However, Yu Qing felt a little strange. According to his strength, if he really rolled like this, he should at least roll out of ten meters away, and Wan Peng's five or six heels seemed to be only about three meters, and the remaining power seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. And, indeed, Wan Peng also fell to the ground with another thing.

What is he doing with so many broken things in this kind of arena? The thought in Yu Qing's mind flashed, but he didn't think much about it. Because Wan Peng stood up again and made an attack.

The third move of the Bingmang Sword Trick is like walking on thin ice. This move is the most dexterous move in the sword technique, if there is the assistance of sword qi, not only can the speed be increased by more than three percent, but also will bring obvious threats to the enemy.

But Wan Peng has no sword qi now, only sword moves. With this move, the footwork under his feet was suddenly extremely light, virtual and real, and soon approached Yu Qing's body, and a sword was slashed away, like a bamboo, but it also forced Yu Qing to retreat again and again, and was almost scratched by the blade.

And in the process of retreating, Yu Qing stepped on something. Through his afterglow, he found that it was some kind of jade slip that Wan Peng dropped.

How much did this kid drop?

However, at this time, he clearly saw a trace of pride flashing on Wan Peng's face. Why? Is it just for his one move to gain momentum? But this move seems to be far from his victory!

But at this moment, Yu Qing felt that his feet were stagnant.

What I just stepped on, something has changed. A clump of extremely tough rattan suddenly sprouted from the ground and wrapped firmly around his leg.

When did he lay out the formation?

Before he could react, the aura in the air tightened, and Yu Qing clearly felt that the aura had gathered into a thin layer, enveloping him. At the same time, a few more tufts of rattan flew in the air, wrapping themselves tightly.

How can it be?

The Earth Binding Vine Array, the Spiritual Sky Barrier Array, the Dragon Binding Array, and the Flame Refining Array that was being launched, four formations in a row! Obviously, Wan Peng was constantly attacking and defending just now, how could there be so many formations? Could it be that he was also a person with a backstage, and he had laid out different formations on the ground in advance?

The restraint formation restrained his actions, and the spiritual space shield controlled his spiritual power for external use, and the refining array, although it was not very powerful, also made his hair and brows curl suddenly, and also disrupted his counterattack plan. It seems that every step has already been arranged. But obviously, all the information shows that he has no backstage at all, and it is impossible for him to know his venue in advance!

At this moment, the tip of the sword in Wan Peng's hand had already pointed to his swallow.

It is true that this sword does not have sword energy, but a direct physical attack can also take the life of any cultivator. Because as long as he doesn't ascend to the fairyland, he is still alone, no matter how long his life lasts.

With his whole body and spiritual power bound, Yu Qing didn't have any ability to resist anymore.

"Wan Pengsheng!"

The referee gave the result, but the audience was booed. Obviously, Wan Peng is not a favored person. In other words, there are some people who want to see his liveliness. However, winning two consecutive battles has also made a small number of people have a different view of him.

This person should not be simple!

Wan Peng didn't say anything, didn't even withdraw those formations, and left the scene directly. The array charm is really a good thing. The number of the three trump card array talismans on his body is limited, but these small array talismans, whether it is the grade of the material or the difficulty of making them, are of little meaning to him. It's just that these can't be launched on the body, and they are thrown directly down on the battlefield, which is too conspicuous, and they can only be thrown on the ground by finding a way.

With a long sigh of relief, Wan Peng knew that the rest would be even more difficult. Perhaps, the killer weapon needs to be used.