Huochenyu looked at the warm atmosphere around him and swallowed violently. The thunderous cries shook his psychological defenses again and again. The opponent on the opposite side has not yet moved, and it seems that he only has the early stage of foundation building, but he has already heard of the power of this plague god. Although he is in the middle stage of foundation building, however, compared to Hong Miao, the master of the Sword Hall, the difference is more than double, and the opponent can easily take the ghost blow, and his strength is definitely extraordinary.

"Huh?!" Tianjiu suddenly came to his senses, and in the midst of an exclamation, he saw that his opponent had already taken out a large handful of talismans and was about to throw them out.

"Wait, wait! Senior brother, what is your surname?" Tianjiu hurriedly transmitted.

"Huo Chenyu, the sixteenth disciple of Fu Fa Hall!

"Don't worry, don't worry, if you have something to say, you can't live or die!"

"Okay?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Huo, Senior Brother is a talent, and the jade tree is in the wind, making his clothes tattered, and he has no face! Senior Brother can come up and defeat me?"

"No! Senior Brother Tian's reputation is far and wide, and Huo knows that he is invincible!"

"That's right! Senior brother is really frank and humble gentleman, just now senior brother didn't take advantage of my stunned moment to kill the killer, it's really admirable! Senior brother came to participate in the competition, I guess it must be for the ranking and the spar?"

"Not bad!" Huo Chenyu broke out in a cold sweat, his palms trembled slightly, and he stared at the other party. He really couldn't understand what the other party was doing with these nonsensical words?!

Tianjiu laughed and continued to transmit his voice: "Senior brother, don't be impatient, if I remember well, Senior Brother was ranked fifty-eighth in the sect before, and this time he was able to enter fifty-two, and he has already overfulfilled the task, and there is no face problem." You see, I'll give you a hundred mid-grade spars, how about you give up?"

"Ah......" Huo Chenyu was startled and swallowed again.

One hundred mid-level spars are equivalent to the rewards of the tournament for him to enter the ranks of elite disciples. However, if he wants to enter the elite ranks, he will have to climb to the sky.

"Actually, it's very simple, as long as the senior brother sees my spar bag flying, after you catch it, you scream, pretend to be very miserable, and fly down the ring, you don't hurt a bit, and you get the reward of the elite disciple, why not?"

“......”

Huochen Yu was speechless, and his face was uncertain. He is already poor, one hundred medium-grade spars are equal to half a year's crystals, he is not an opponent at all, there is no chance of winning, and the spar is at his fingertips, in the sect, he also knows a little about the reputation of this plague god, known as "Jing Ye", the flower spar is like flowing water, and a hundred middle-grade spars are just a drizzle.

"Otherwise, did you see Sha Wei and Sankun? Alas, one lost his thigh, and the other knelt on the ground begging for mercy, how faceless!!" Tianjiu stretched out a hand and claw, one by one. It was like seducing and intimidating an ignorant child.

“...... Deal!Senior brother, don't break your word!" Huo Chenyu finally made a decision.

"Well, that's right!"

The Heavenly Nine Thieves laughed, their hands shook, and a cloth bag with a drum and a muttering cloth bag flew out, heading straight for Huochenyu. Huochen Jade bared his teeth and cracked teeth, as if he was about to fight to the death, however, the cloth bag instantly hit his chest, and he screamed and flew out of the ring upside down.

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"This ......?!" everyone was stunned, and doubts were heard all over the audience.

Yu Xin stood up, pointed at Tianjiu and asked, "Master Ouyang, isn't this the alchemist? What kind of magic weapon did he sacrifice just now? He actually defeated his opponent without a trace of coercion? And he is also an opponent in the middle stage of foundation building?"

"Wow~~!" Ouyang De gasped, he had already guessed what was in the cloth bag, but gritted his teeth and replied: "I don't know, didn't the envoy see it?"

"No! This bag isn't a magic weapon, is it? If it were, I would have found out what was inside!"

"Oh, forget it, whatever it is, it's good to have a result from the competition!" Ouyang De said perfunctorily.

On the stage, Hong Miao, Yin Jinfeng, and Le Tu Chengdu looked at Tianjiu in surprise, and they didn't know what the hell this plague god was doing, and they easily defeated their opponents without even shaking their bodies.

"Boy, what kind of magic weapon is your black bag?" Hong Miao shouted coldly.

"You don't care, it's a good magic weapon to win the competition, isn't it?!" replied Tianjiu Sao.

"Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost! Sooner or later, you will look good!" Hong Miao snorted coldly, and without waiting for Sikong Xing to announce the result, he was the first to fly back.

Sikong Xing stared at Tianjiu for a while, sighed slightly, gritted his teeth and said: "In the first round of competition, Hong Miao, Yin Jinfeng, Tianjiu, and Le Tu won......!

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The eight figures floated down the ring, and the first one was particularly eye-catching, with the two beauties standing opposite each other.

"Xiaomi, is that you?" Sikong Lan couldn't cry or laugh.

"Sister Lan, what a coincidence, I got you. But that's okay, I'm here to go through the motions. Mi Yurong smiled.

"Oh, then I'm relieved, I'm still worried that I won't be able to do it?!"

"But Sister Lan, you still have some blood, a little bit. Mi Yurong's little face flashed with Tianjiu's usual thief smile.

"Bleeding?"

"Well, you know!"

"You want me to bribe you, right? Ghost girl, who did you learn from?"

"Hey, hey, who else? The plague god said, if you don't want to make any effort, you have to give some blood, you didn't see that he smashed the opponent out of the ring with great ease just now, those are not magic weapons, they are blood!!"

"He can do this......!" Sikong Lan couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe, I learned your stunning, it's very good, is there anything more advanced in my sister, such as thunder, wind or something?"

"Thunder trick, storm trick?!Little girl, are you robbing?!No, this is the secret of the Sword Hall, you die!"

"Oh, my sister is too stingy, when you first met the plague god, you can send him a stinging trick, we are so familiar with each other, it's really disappointing that you are reluctant to give a little benefit. Mi Yurong ran forward, pulled Sikong Lan's sleeve, and said coquettishly.

"Sikong Lan, Xiaomi, what are you doing? Why don't you compare?" Sikong Xing shouted violently.

The other three tables have already sounded earth-shattering noises, only the first one is still deserted, and the second daughter is still tugging, as if discussing something.

"My lord, how can we compete with you? Your competition requirements, don't you say, no matter what way, as long as the opponent admits defeat, Xiaomi and I are struggling with our hearts to see who beats whom, don't be nervous, we are about to decide the winner!" Sikong Lan replied angrily.

"......" Sikong Xing sat down in the chair, his mouth twitching, and his face was dead.

"Elder Sikong, this female cultivator is your daughter?I see that she is very familiar, has she ever been to my Dongling Gate?" Yu Xin saw Sikong Lan again, and always felt that he had seen it somewhere, so he asked Sikong Xing not far away.

"I've been there, what's wrong? When I was a child, I often took her to Donglingmen, can't I?"

"Okay, okay, welcome to go next time!" Yu Xin laughed.

At this time, the two beauties on the first stage continued to whisper, and even got together head to head, bowing their heads to discuss.

Luoxia Square is hilarious.

Just when the other three were about to decide the winner, Mi Yurong raised her head happily, hugged Sikong Lan, and arched her hand towards the big guy area.

"Xiaomi admits defeat!" After speaking, he flew off the stage.

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Offstage, Mi Yurong sat beside Tianjiu. Tianjiu closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to use the Heavenly Technique to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

"Plague God, guess what I'm going to do?" Mi Yurong whispered.

"Hmph, look at your little look, did you blackmail a high-grade spar?"

"Cut! blackmail her spars, it's better to blackmail your spars. To tell you the truth, I'm going to get to the Shui Xing Sword Technique, Quack! The Shui Xing Sword is three layers higher than the Amazing Technique, and if I refine it, I will definitely be able to defeat the Red Hair!"

"Shui Xingjian? She is willing to give it, it seems to be the secret of Huachen's name, right?"

"Hehe, I'm here anyway, you're red-eyed!!"

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The next day, the same strange scene appeared.

While Hong Miao was chopping melons and vegetables, Tian Jiu looked at his opponent with a smile.

"Wen Bai has seen Senior Brother Tian, don't say anything, you throw it, I'll get down!" The opponent who was also from Fu Fa Tang clasped his fists and said, which also made Tian Jiu directly happy.

"Throw, throw what?" Tianjiu asked deliberately.

"If you throw 500 mid-grade spars, I can pretend to be miserable and fall off the stage, and it will never be seen by others, what do you think?"

"No! I can't throw the spar directly this time, otherwise everyone will know, the impact is not good, the impact is not good! Otherwise, you will see blood, I will dart you a dart, shoot it to your leg, and you can use this dart to my Tianxing Pavilion, and you can immediately exchange it for two hundred middle-grade spars. ”

"Three hundred?"

"No, one more hedron, I'll choose to fight!

"That's fine! I'll see blood, this little wound is easy to repair anyway, but don't feed poison on the dart!"

"Don't worry, I have always been very good, and I will not harm my disciples. ”

With that, a dart was fired, and then a scream rang out......

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The two-day competition passed in a flash, and the top 16 were all produced. The Sword Hall has seven seats from Hong Miao down, while the Fu Fa Hall has six seats, the Dan Hall has two seats, and only Xue Fei Hall Master has entered the finals.

The most surprising thing is that in addition to Tianjiu in Dantang, the other one who entered the finals was actually Han Feng, Situ Hao met Le Tu Cheng in the second round of the semi-finals, and after thinking about it again, Situ Hao did not sacrifice Blood Yang Ding, and was finally defeated by Le Tu Cheng's scimitar magic weapon. And the cold wind is calm and abnormal, every round is decent, fighting with the opponent hundreds of back and forth, and entering the top 16 without danger.