"Woo!" When Shi Xiaotian felt strange, Qingfeng had already fought fiercely with Huang Jianxian.

Both of them are Taoist disciples, and they are also swaying and elegant, which makes the onlookers feel relaxed and happy.

"Bah", after dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, Huang Jianxian was hit by Qingfeng's palm and retreated a few steps.

"His grandmother's! This Qingfeng has an unruly face, it turns out that he is so powerful!" Seeing Qingfeng defeat the thousand-year-old Huang Jianxian, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but be surprised, "Then he was so surprised by that White Sword Immortal just now?"

After thinking for a while, Shi Xiaotian finally understood: "This Qingfeng is also a stupid and lack of martial arts! He has to praise whoever has a strong spell for a long time!"

"There are two powerful hard hands under my tantric sect, and my Shi Xiaotian will be developed in the future!"

"Whoosh!" When Shi Xiaotian was immersed in the dream of flying Huang Tengda, Huang Jianxian had already recited the true mantra and manipulated a flying sword to attack the breeze quickly.

"Good means!" Seeing Huang Jianxian's trick, Qingfeng couldn't help but praise, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

On the contrary, he thought lightly, and a flying sword also flew out of his back, and with a "bell" sound, he knocked Huang Jianxian's flying sword to the ground.

"Lack of heart eyes! Absolute lack of heart eyes!" Seeing that Qingfeng had defeated Huang Jianxian, who was highly profound, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but have such an idea in his heart.

"With such a powerful ability, if you don't go out to collect your younger brother and be the boss, but you go to what tantric sect to learn spells, isn't it a lack of heart?"

But for people like Qingfeng and Wuyang, Shi Xiaotian can only say one sentence - I like it!

"Okay!" Seeing Qingfeng and Wuyang defeat the two masters of the Taiqing Sect and the Heavenly Dao Sect one after another, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but applaud softly, "The two junior brothers won the first battle and made great contributions to my Tantric Sect, and the senior brother thanked me in advance!"

"Sacrifice ugliness, sacrifice ugliness!" Qingfeng and Wu Yang said with a little shame, "We have this little ability, we can only deal with some shrimp soldiers and crab generals! When we fight against real masters, we have to rely on Senior Brother Xiaotian!"

Hearing Qingfeng and Wu Yang say this, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but tremble, and then he said happily: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

"These two stupid lack mana are so strong, who else can be difficult to defeat the two of them? If I continue to fool the two of them all the way to fight, maybe I can still be an official in the Anti-Demon Alliance!"

The forces of the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Taiqing Sect were defeated one after another, and those idle masters of each faction either thought that their mana cultivation was inferior to Bai Jian Immortal and Huang Jian Xian, or they thought that they were alone and could not compete with Tianning Temple, Taiqing Sect, and Tiandao Sect, and they did not come to the stage to challenge Hating Tian, Qingfeng and others.

"Next, please enter the alliance master selection competition! Please enter the selection competition of the Pure Sect and Tantric disciples to take the stage to compete!"

"Whoosh", Baoxiang and Wu Yang flew to the stage in response.

"Please!" the two saluted each other, and then each performed their own magic feats, and a fierce battle began.

Wu Yang has studied the Dangkou Gong of the Heavenly Dao Sect since he was a child, and after worshipping in Tianning Temple, he learned some authentic Buddhist spells, and his mana has approached two thousand years.

After less than 20 rounds of fighting, Baoxiang was hit by Wu Yang's palm and was defeated.

"It's so powerful..."Seeing that the honest and upright Wuyang mana was so profound, Bao Xiang couldn't help but be amazed.

"Accept!" Baoxiang's mana was low, and Wu Yang didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

"Senior Brother Hating Heaven, avenge me!" was despised by Wu Yang, Bao Xiang couldn't help but blush with shame, and hurriedly said to Hate Tian angrily.

"Don't worry! Wrap it up on my brother!" hated the sky and patted his chest confidently, "This reckless man, I can defeat him with the Vajra Palm!"

"Woo hoo!" hated the sky and used the Vajra palm to fight fiercely with Wu Yang.

Although Hate Tian claims to be a first-class master in the Three Realms, due to his unintentional cultivation, his mana is actually only at the level of a second-rate master, so it is not enough to meet a mage who has a little Taoism.

After dozens of rounds with the powerful Wu Yang, Hate Tian couldn't resist his attack, and was hit by his palm and fell to the ground.

"Concession, concession!" Wu Yang lightly arched his hand, and stepped forward to pull up the hatred of the sky.

Hatian, who has always regarded himself as a first-class master in the Three Realms and is full of desire to emerge at the alliance conference, was still patting his chest and assuring Baoxiang that he could clean up Wuyang, but in the blink of an eye, he was defeated by the stunned Wuyang, which made Hatian ashamed and ashamed.

Glancing around, Hatian found that Wen Ying, Xiaorou and other female disciples, as well as the disciples of the various sects of the Three Realms, seemed to cast wisps of mocking glances at him, which made Hatian feel even more ashamed.

"Damn, I was defeated by this man, how can I raise my head and be a man in Tianning Temple in the future?"

Thinking of this, he secretly used his mana and hit the defenseless Wu Yang with one palm.

"Poof", being hit in the chest by Hate Tian's palm, Wu Yang violently spit out a mouthful of blood and lost the strength to fight again.

"What are you doing?" Seeing the already defeated Hate Tian suddenly attack, beating Wu Yang to the point of spitting blood, the disciples of the various factions who were watching couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

"Ahh Good kung fu!" Ha Tian hurriedly took a few steps back, he raised his hands and pressed down, pretending to be lucky, as if it was not him who attacked Wu Yang, but who slapped Wu Yang.

"What's going on? Isn't it clear that Hate Tian has already been defeated? How could Wu Yang still attack him? Could it be that we are all dazzled?"

"How did this hater turn defeat into victory? Could it be that he secretly hid something unlearned?" Seeing that Hatian also violently retreated a few steps back, everyone couldn't help but think.

"You..."Hearing Hatian say this, Wu Yang couldn't help but be surprised and strange, "Could it be that when I reached out to help him just now, I accidentally used my mana?"

"In that case, he didn't attack me!

Thinking of this, Wu Yang sighed regretfully, and said to Shi Xiaotian and Qingfeng: "I'm careless!

"People make mistakes, horses have stumbles! Senior Brother Wuyang doesn't need to mind! My Tantric Sect also has Senior Brother Xiaotian and Brother Foolish, and I won't be defeated because of my junior brother's small mistakes!" Qingfeng hurriedly comforted Wuyang.

"And Senior Brother Xiaotian", hearing Qingfeng's words, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but shudder again, "Can you not take me with you?" he secretly scolded Qingfeng in his heart.

"I'll meet him later!" After saying that, Qingfeng jumped and flew onto the Dharma platform.

Seeing Qingfeng, who was stronger than Wuyang, flew onto the Dharma Stage, he couldn't help but be shocked and frightened in his heart, "This Qingfeng seems to be even more powerful than Wuyang, what should I do?"

Before Hate Tian could come up with a way, Qingfeng had already arched his hand and attacked Hate Sky with one palm.

Qingfeng has studied Taoist Tai Chi Gong since childhood, and the mana is extremely strong, after he worshiped under the Tianning Temple, he learned a lot of Buddhist spells, and integrated the Buddhist and Taoist spells, and the mana has been more than 3,000 years, and has faintly entered the realm of the top masters of the Three Realms.

The breeze waved out, and a white light with a gust of wind swept out in all directions, blowing the onlookers so much that they couldn't open their eyes.

Facing the Qingfeng palm power head-on, the impact was even greater, and he was about to use his mana to resist, but suddenly felt a powerful force, like the waves of the sea, pressing on his chest, pressing him breathlessly.

There was no time to resist, and the hatred of the sky was blown out by the breeze with a palm.

"Ahh Flying in the air, Hate Tian faintly saw the disciples of various factions who were watching, and couldn't help but show a burst of smiles on their faces.

"Bang", a palm force gently held the hated sky and put it on the ground.

Seeing that the people around him couldn't help but laugh, he couldn't help but blush with shame, "That's what he can do!" Those people seemed to be saying.

"Huh... Ha..."The first one who couldn't help laughing was Shi Xiaotian, he inadvertently glanced at it, and saw the angry Hattian, Wenying, Xiaorou and others, so he hurriedly covered his mouth, not daring to laugh out loud.