Zhu Lingwu didn't expect that he could actually deliver such a powerful blow.

This blow can be described as a combination of many means, first of all, it is necessary to explode more than a dozen palm thunders at the same time that are at least as powerful as those released by the foundation building monks, so as to absorb lightning comparable to the catastrophe.

The second is that he needs a talent that can control thunder and lightning, otherwise how can such a powerful lightning be obediently controlled by him.

Zuihou naturally still needs to have a special spiritual creature like Xiyang, otherwise how can he transform Xiyang into this special arc stabbing sword at will.

As a result, Zhu Lingwu actually won a flame puppet formed by a foundation building monk with the strongest Dao method in a face-to-face fight, and it was effortless to win.

Of course, in this process, in order to control the thunder ring that added more rest, and to control those thunder and lightning with his heart, Zhu Lingwu can also be said to go all out.

In particular, turning the thunder ring into such a huge arc stabbing sword also requires the support of Zhu Lingwu's own spiritual power, although the innate electric spirit beads in the thunder ring and the special attributes of Xiyang itself can also reduce some of Zhu Lingwu's spiritual power consumption, but in order to maintain this giant arc stabbing sword, it almost exhausted Zhu Lingwu's spiritual power.

Later, Zhu Lingwu also directly took a few spirit stones in his hand, so that he could continue this giant arc stabbing sword to this day.

To be honest, as Zhu Lingwu crashed into Luo Xiangwen's flame puppet, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but regret and hesitate later, anyway, he was unstoppable, until his spiritual power was completely exhausted, and the arc stabbing sword that was transformed by the earth completely collapsed.

So now the situation is basically settled. Zhu Lingwu had a delicate aftertaste before that feeling. I can't help but be a little afraid. I seem to be a little carried away.

But looking at the results, Zhu Lingwu was still secretly proud in his heart, he won, and there was no doubt about winning.

It's no wonder that the legend says that the witch god can stand apart from the immortals and demons, and if the talent of the witch clan really exerts its power, it is really extraordinary.

Zhu Lingwu can also feel from Luo Xiangwen's reaction that Luo Xiangwen seems to be not ready to resist, so this ring fight should be at the end.

Of course, Luo Xiangwen's biggest reliance is in his hands. The lotus oil lamp magic weapon had also fallen into Zhu Lingwu's hands, and the entire lotus oil lamp magic weapon no longer had spiritual power fluctuations, and the tentacles transformed by the soil tightly bound it.

Zhu Lingwu didn't continue to use the arc to destroy this lotus oil lamp, otherwise he might be able to destroy it directly.

However, if Zhu Lingwu really did this, then Luo Xiangwen would definitely have to fight hard with Zhu Lingwu, which would be tantamount to breaking the other party's immortal foundation.

As the lotus oil lamp stopped running, the Vajra Fire Lotus Seed, which constituted the flame puppet, also lost its foundation for sustaining and gradually changed from a solid Fire Lotus Seed form. Scattered into several ordinary flames, and then drifted out again. It turned into a cloud of fire and burned all over the sky.

"Uncle Shi! The competition should be over! Disciple, thank you Uncle for your advice!"

Zhu Lingwu said to Luo Xiangwen over there, but before Luo Xiangwen really admitted defeat, Zhu Lingwu didn't dare to really relax his carelessness.

"Alas, I lost! Senior nephew Zhu, in this battle, you will definitely become famous in the sect! Pity me, I'm afraid that I will become the laughing stock of the sect!"

Luo Xiangwen shook his head and sighed, in front of everyone, Luo Xiangwen did have a feeling of red-skinned.

"This is also what Uncle Shi asked me! Otherwise, how could I have tried this method that I just realized. ”

Zhu Lingwu also gave Luo Xiangwen some face at this time, and hurriedly and politely gave the steps to let him down, and at the same time saluted Luo Xiangwen.

In this way, this Pure Yang Sect's once-in-a-decade sect competition, the top ten ranking competition of the highest-level inner disciples has finally come to an end.

Since then, there has basically been no competition in the ring, unless there are really some outer disciples challenging the top 30 inner disciples, but the attention of this kind of competition will not be too high.

As Luo Xiangwen took the initiative to admit defeat, bursts of spiritual light fluctuations appeared in various areas of the martial arts arena at the same time.

The giant dragon whirlwind that was still raging on the side just now seemed to have been siphoned off by something, and it had disappeared into the ring in the blink of an eye.

And the flames burned by the Vajra Fire Lotus Seeds, which constituted the flame puppet, also seeped into the ground of the ring as if they were attracted by something, and soon there was not a trace of sparks.

At this moment, the guardian aura that shrouded the martial arts arena suddenly turned into a little colored light in mid-air like a burst of fireworks, spurting out in all directions.

Originally, he had been floating in mid-air, and the head of the Outer Gate General Courtyard, which was in charge of the referee of the ring competition, had Jin Dan Xiuwei, and he also fell on the martial arts ring with a flash of inspiration.

He couldn't help but glance approvingly at Zhu Lingwu, "Okay, good, good! The top ten disciples of this year's inner sect are all rising stars of the sect, especially you, Zhu Lingwu of Fuyang Peak, not bad, not bad, just ten years after entry, you can stand on this ring and be the attention of all the disciples, this is your glory!"

The head of Jindan, the head of the Outer Gate General Hospital, also gave Zhu Lingwu a long face, and boasted to Zhu Lingwu again and again in front of the inner and outer disciples under the ring.

"Now the top ten disciples of the inner door have been decided, the first place is Zhu Lingwu of Fuyang Peak, the second place is Xuanhua of Fuyang Peak, the third place is Yu Siyuan of Douyang Peak, the fourth place is Dongfang Xingwen of Douyang Peak, the fifth place is Xin Qianxun of Wuyang Peak, the sixth place is Wu Yanghui of Wuyang Peak, the seventh place is Wei Liangping of Wuyang Peak, the eighth place is Gui Yingwei of Douyang Peak, the ninth place is Feng Yi of Douyang Peak, and the tenth place is Bujun of Fuyang Peak! Okay, tomorrow is the closing day of this sect competition, so let's do it today!

"Whoa!", "Whoa!"

Zhu Lingwu, Xuanhua Taoist Luo Xiangwen, who was still standing in the ring, and the top ten disciples such as Wuyang Peak, Douyang Feng, Xin Qianxun, and Feng Yi Daoren, who were standing together under the ring, also praised the Jindan chief of the Outer Gate General Courtyard from afar.

The melee in the ring of these top ten inner disciples began at three o'clock in the morning, and now it is less than half past one in the afternoon, almost for more than three hours.

It is also thanks to Zhu Lingwu that as a monk, they will not go hungry because they don't eat a meal, but after such a long battle, especially Zhu Lingwu, who insisted on Zuihou, he couldn't help but look a little tired.

At this time, Zhu Lingwu was still holding a few spirit stones in his right hand, slowly absorbing the spiritual power contained in it and replenishing the spiritual power lost in his body.

And in the thunder ring in Zhu Lingwu's left hand, the innate electric spirit bead is also slowly digesting the current that has not been consumed in the previous ring competition, and it is estimated that this time the innate electric spirit bead can also transform a lot of innate electric spirit power.

To be honest, at this moment, Zhu Lingwu was a little lacking in the spiritual power of the Imperial Sword Flying, but he had to maintain his demeanor, and reluctantly used the spiritual power sent from the spirit stone to let the Pure Yang Flying Rainbow Sword continue to fly with him in the air.

Now, in addition to the inner and outer disciples under the ring who are paying attention to Zhu Lingwu, even in the seven immortal peaks in mid-air, there are also many divine senses sweeping on Zhu Lingwu's body.

There are also many Jindan real people from the seven immortal peaks in these divine senses, and there are also many Jindan real people who are secretly paying attention to this Pure Yang Sect's once-in-a-decade sect competition.

This sect competition is not only an opportunity for the inner disciples to compete for the top ten and ask for an opportunity to choose Jindan Zhenren as their teacher, but it is also an opportunity for those Jindan Zhenren of the Pure Yang Sect to secretly select true disciples.

The so-called fairy fate is really not for no reason, and you can know it with a finger.

The kind of rhetoric that whoever is destined for me and should become my disciple only appears in myths and legends, at least in this shijie, who is not a monk, can have this kind of advanced deduction and foreknowledge technique.

Zhu Lingwu showed such brilliance in the sect competition, and of course it also attracted the attention of many Jindan monks, and having such a disciple was also very beneficial to them.

Master and apprentice are like father and son, in this year, the relationship between master and apprentice is not as casual as Zhu Lingwu's Shijie.

It's a pity that few people know that Zhu Lingwu already has a candidate for Shizun in his mind......

(End of this volume) (To be continued......)