On the high platform of the main hall, under the words of the precept elder Lei Shan.

The slightly calm atmosphere was immediately pierced by a sharp sound of breaking wind, and countless young figures swept towards the Lingwu platform that belonged to them.

For a while, there was a constant gush of spiritual energy, more or less battle intent, faintly floating out from every young body, and even the temperature was a little cold.

In the sky, the ten spiritual martial platforms floated quietly, and their bodies were surrounded by a thin layer of spiritual energy, and the dark stone platform was glowing with a dark cold light, which was mixed with that spiritual energy, but it had a strong color that suppressed people's hearts.

If the four personal disciples don't come out, the ten Lingwu platforms are the top ten stages of the inner gate.

Although they were not far apart, when they looked at the Sky Lingwu Platform, they could vaguely distinguish ten straight bodies like spear bodies.

With a smile on their lips, they lowered their angles slightly, and they could see the confident flames in the depths of their eyes like dancing sparks.

But among them, only Mo Cheng is the most unusual, only to see him in a green coat, his face still maintains a little indifferent, and the occasional wind blows the cyan robe to hunt, and a pair of eyes are full of hollowness.

A moment later, what was even more exaggerated was that in full view of everyone, Mo Cheng fortunately closed his eyes, and under the even breathing, it was as if he was asleep.

This somewhat unusual move fell in the eyes of countless disciples, but it inadvertently provoked more scorching war intent.

However, despite this, as a disciple who has dominated the inner sect list for many years, despite the anger of the crowd, not to mention the fact that he can defeat him, there are only a few people who are only qualified to fight him.

On the ground, on the small Lingwu platforms that had been separated, there was gradually a figure, and a little fire rose into the sky, and then spread into a prairie fire.

As more and more disciples began to fight on the martial platform, a dull sound of fists and feet followed, followed by a dazzling surge of aura.

At this moment, under such a noisy environment, Yang Hao raised his head slightly, and his smooth gaze swept across several tense Lingwu Platforms, and landed in the area where the inner disciples were located.

To be precise, it is fixed on the body of a young man in a blue robe.

This person's lips are very thin, but his originally handsome face is ruined by the cold smile that often rises on his cheeks, causing the smooth lines of his face to disappear, and he is slightly impetuous and arrogant.

The blue-robed young man suddenly felt as if he was being watched by someone around him, so he immediately looked around, and when he turned his head, a delicate face came into view.

Then, under the intersection of the two gazes, between the eyes of the blue-robed young man, an undisguised mockery and teasing were completely displayed, but after only looking at each other for a few seconds, the blue-robed young man's lips moved, and after he seemed to spit out a few words, he felt bored and took his gaze back.

Although there is a long distance, from the shape of his mouth, Yang Hao can still tell what kind of sentence it is.

"Are you still calling me a trash?"

The corners of Yang Hao's mouth slowly lifted a trace of arc, but that smile had a sense of cold-wind-like fierceness, if someone who was familiar with Yang Hao was here, they would definitely find that the former had a murderous intent.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Lei Ming, don't be too surprised when the time comes. ”

"But right now, I don't seem to be qualified to challenge you. With a sigh, Yang Hao spoke again.

"Well, after I have obtained the status of an outer disciple, there will no longer be such a thing as qualifications. ”

......

Inside the main hall, in a corner.

"The first Yang Feng vs. Xiao Xiang"

"The second Wang Mang vs. Xu Feng"

“....”

Elder Lu Li read out a series of names with an expressionless face.

Immediately, several named teenagers walked towards the prescribed Lingwu Platform with grim faces.

This duel represents who can truly worship the Seven Xuanzong and become an outer disciple, so the rather tense atmosphere will spread among the crowd.

"The tenth Yang Hao is against Huo Su'er. ”

After reciting the ten teams in turn, Elder Lu Li's voice stopped abruptly.

In the crowd, many young people looked at Yang Hao, who was somewhat calm, with a little jealousy.

Unexpectedly, Yang Hao, who was at the top of these two tests, would be selected in the first round.

Yang Hao lost his mind slightly, and immediately reacted, and after determining his Lingwu platform according to the number, the thunder flashed under his feet, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and swept onto the high platform.

After a brief lull, there was a sudden burst of whispered discussion in the crowd.

A moment later, the dense crowd parted a path on both sides, and a slender figure walked out slowly with slender jade legs.

Under the fiery red hair, there is a beautiful face, a long red dress perfectly presents the fullness of the chest, and a pair of slender jade legs like sculptures, which adds a point of extreme temptation.

This girl is Huo Su'er.

Huo Su'er's beautiful eyes glanced at Yang Hao on the high platform, stretched his waist, and perfectly displayed the arc of his chest.

It's just this action, in the slightly tense quiet environment, there is a sound of swallowing saliva.

Huo Su Eryu touched the ground lightly, and the hot aura of the fire attribute suddenly condensed on the figure, and the toes were slightly pointed, and he was under the fire wave.

Huo Su'er's figure was already standing opposite Yang Hao, standing on a high platform.

"This is Huo Su'er, the princess of the Chisha Dynasty. A richly dressed young man with a hint of fascination in his eyes.

"It's a pity that I met Yang Hao in the first round. ”

"It's too early to say victory, Huo Su'er is the princess of the Chisha Dynasty, in terms of heritage alone, Huo Su'er is completely defeated by Yang Hao. ”

On the high platform, an elder floated in between the two. Indifferent Dao.

"I won't repeat the rules, but remember, don't kill them. Otherwise, my Seven Xuanzong will be severely punished. ”

"No!"

"The disciple knows. ”

After the elder glanced at the two of them casually, the old man's palm was raised high, and then he waved down violently.

"Let's go. ”

At the sound of an order, Huo Su'er turned her right hand, a fiery red ring flashed on her finger, and a long whip was tightly held in the palm of her hand.

This whip is blood-colored all over the body, and when it is wielded, it is like a blood-colored line.

However, what is quite strange is that the handshake of the long whip is inlaid with a pearl-sized, diamond-shaped red crystal, and inside it, there is a snake demonic beast exuding a thick fierce aura.

"A weapon refined with a Demon Beast Demon Core! And according to the fluctuation of spiritual power emitted by the long whip, this Demon Core is at least above the third order. ”

"With the blessing of the third-order demon core, that blood-red whip is at least a top-notch treasure weapon. ”

"With the addition of the best treasure weapon and the sevenfold subversive martial arts cultivation, it seems that it is not easy to deal with. ”

Yang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and after feeling the power emanating from the red long whip, he quickly made a judgment in his heart.

Originally, Yang Hao wanted to summon the Nebula Sword, but in the common sense of the Tianxuan Continent, the whip was a weapon that restrained the swordsman to death.

So, Yang Hao looked up at Huo Su'er's position and made an astonishing move.

That's not a weapon.

This move also completely provoked Huo Su'er, the daughter of the royal family, who was quite proud, and at the same time, because of the fact that he did not use weapons, Yang Hao lost all the opportunities in the next battle.

"Bastard, dare you look down on me. Huo Su'er's silver teeth clenched, and after a coquettish shout, the blood-colored long braid was mixed with a scorching flame aura, accompanied by a whistling breath in the air, and smashed towards Yang Hao's location.

The blood-red long whip twisted like a snake's body, and the fire that steamed in Yang Hao's dark eyes became more and more magnified.

Taking a slight breath, Yang Hao's soles of his feet stepped down suddenly, and at the same time, the aura in the Lei Dan in his body was surging like a river, and bursts of thunder light appeared on the surface of his body.

"Whoosh"

With a swipe of thunder, he pulled out a blue ribbon in the air, and his body ghostly dodged the attack of the long whip.

"Smack!"

The long whip of the red aura boiling slammed into the ground, directly causing a clear mark to crack.

The people in the audience sighed as they looked at the spider-web-like cracks.

Sure enough, the angry girl can't be provoked. ”

Yang Hao flashed a blow easily, but the expression on his face was a little serious.

Similar to the attack just now, Yang Hao obviously felt that even the cultivation of the Mortal Nine Layers was unwilling to take it hard, although he could take it without injury by refining his body technique, but in the current situation, he still had to open a few hole cards.

Moreover, Yang Hao knows very well that the attack mode of the whip is not like a one-hit kill like a knife, a gun and a club, the former's mode is somewhat similar to the lofty mountains, one mountain is higher than the other.

Therefore, when Yang Hao dodged the first attack again, the operation of the aura was unabated, the thunder under his feet soared, and his body shot forward again.

"Smack!" "Smack!"

As expected, Yang Hao moved, and the fiery red long whip was like a maggot attached to the bones, piercing two phantoms created by high speed one after another, and once again scratched two obvious marks on the ground.

Huo Su'er kept flicking her wrist, and the fiery red long whip carried a scorching temperature, like an automatically locked energy exercise, constantly scurrying over the Lingwu platform.

While madly penetrating Yang Hao's phantom, a fierce crack like a beast's mouth exploded on the flat ground.

Although under such a swift attack, Yang Hao's dodging posture was slightly embarrassed, but Huo Su'er's pretty face became more and more pale every time she returned in vain.

In the two situations, it is obvious that if it continues to drag on, Yang Hao will have a good advantage even if he does not make a move.

"Smack!"

After a trace of hesitation flashed in Huo Su'er's beautiful eyes, the jade hand clenched and put the long whip back, and then, after the seal of the hands changed several times, the aura in the body suddenly soared, and a crisp wind whistle resounded.

Huo Su'er's face quickly turned white, and a mysterious flame rune formed at the smooth fingertips.

"Look where you're running this time!Phoenix Fire Prison!" The jade hand stepped out into the void, and the flame runes on his fingertips swept towards Yang Hao's location.

"Whew!"

The flame rune rose in the wind, instantly turning into a flame cage, and its speed was extremely fast like lightning, although Yang Hao had already pushed his speed to the extreme, but it was still a step slower.

"Knock knock!"

The flame cage seemed to fall from the sky, and the scorching flames brought the ultimate high temperature, and under the rolling heat wave, Yang Hao was firmly locked in the square inch.

"Boom, boom!"

Yang Hao's brows furrowed slightly, and under a few heavy punches that were powerful enough to break the gold and broken stones, the flame cage only shook.

"If you can't break the cage, you will be defeated by Aunt Ben. Seeing Yang Hao trapped, Huo Su'er's eyes lit up, and the blood-colored long whip in his hand waved again.

At this moment, Yang Hao looked through the gap in the flame cage and looked at the blood-colored whip that was about to bombard past.

The current situation seems to be inevitable.