The disciples of the Yaohai faction were bustling, Zhuge Buliang's eyes narrowed slightly, it turned out that he was the disciple who lost to Zhuge Ming...... At this moment, Zhuge Ming was standing not far away, staring at Gao Feng without saying a word, with a contemptuous smile in his eyes, Zhuge Ming could not show the slightest interest in this person who had been defeated in his hands.

"Senior Brother Gao is good, teach him a lesson!"

"Senior Brother Gao, win a jackpot for our Yaohai faction!"

"Senior Brother Gao's strength in this retreat has increased greatly, and he will definitely not be defeated. ”

"Senior Brother Gao, give him some color!"

The disciples of the Yaohai Sect shouted and cheered for Gao Feng one after another, and several elders of the Yaohai Sect were floating in the void in mid-air, and Elder Ge had a faint smile on his face, as if he was full of confidence in Gao Feng.

"Please advise!" The disciple named Liu Zhen of Xuanqing Sect let out a deep sigh, and the true yuan power was instilled into the long sword, and a fiery red light suddenly picked up in the long sword, and the hot breath rolled, heading straight for the high wind.

Gao Feng's body surged with a water-blue brilliance, he was the spiritual root of the water attribute.

The aqua blue brilliance rioted, and the high wind long sword swung, instantly condensing several ice walls in front of him. The spirit root of the water attribute can release ice-based spells, and the ice wall carries a cold air, and several ice walls firmly protect Gao Feng in it.

"Boom!"

Liu Zhen's long sword slashed out layers of sword shadows, the scorching breath rolled, the fire was shining, and several ice shields were shattered in an instant, and the sword shadows went towards the high wind cover.

"What!" Gao Feng's face changed, he didn't expect the other party to break his spell so easily, his body instantly retreated, his hand pinched the spell, and the long sword slashed out a stream of ice that spread, and the frost instantly condensed.

Liu Zhen, on the other hand, was only slightly stunned by this ice stream for a moment, and the fire sword surged again, and the dense sword shadow shrouded away.

"How could this be!" Gao Feng was a little flustered in his heart, his attack was completely ineffective against the other party.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, the Seven Swords of Returning to the Shadow that I have cultivated are the mastery of the Xuanqing Sect, and they follow you like a shadow, the more you retreat, the faster you will lose!" Liu Zhen laughed in a low voice, and the sword shadows shrouded in an endless stream, like a curtain of fire.

Gao Feng shouted softly, the law was pinched, and a large water curtain poured down, and the water curtain condensed by the true yuan force seemed to be a surging torrent sweeping the heavens and the earth.

"Open!"

Liu Zhen's body was like a phantom, and the seven swords of Guiying were swung by her to the fullest, the sword shadow split the water curtain, Liu Zhen was almost to the extreme, like a stream of fire rushing towards the high wind, and layers of sword shadows fell.

The Seven Swords of Guiying slashed out, Gao Feng snorted, and many sword marks appeared on his body, and the sword wounds all had traces of being burned by the flames.

"Ice and snow!" Gao Feng sighed, the long sword swung out, and a layer of frost was shrouded in a radius of more than ten meters around him, and more than a dozen ice walls appeared around his body, flashing with crystal cold light.

The meaning of Mori cold rippled, and the temperature around him plummeted.

"The ice and snow were used in such a haste, and they couldn't wield their power at all, and the high wind was already in a passive defense. "Yin Mengli is also a cultivator of the water attribute spirit root, and when she practiced ice attribute spells, she could see the disadvantages at a glance.

Several elders of the Yaohai Sect in mid-air also saw the situation and frowned. And Elder Hao Fan and Elder Tianri were smug smiles.

Sure enough, Liu Zhen snorted coldly, and the long sword slashed out layers of firelight, breaking through all the ice.

"Return to the shadow with a sword!" Liu Zhen sighed, and a flash of fire slashed towards Gao Feng as fast as the extreme.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, and a foot-long sword wound appeared on Gao Feng's shoulder, and the wound clearly showed signs of being burned by the flames.

"Return to the shadow of the second sword!" Liu Zhen drank lightly again.

"Poof!"

The firelight broke through the wall of ice in front of Gao Feng, leaving another scar on him.

"Three swords, four swords, five swords!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The blood mist flew, and Gao Feng collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, with several sword wounds on his body, and the clothes on his body had been burned clean by the fire in many places, revealing the charred skin and shocking wounds inside.

"You've lost!" Liu Zhen looked down at Gao Feng with an arrogant face.

"I..." Gao Feng's face turned red, and he didn't know if it was burned by the fire or because of his anger.

The disciples of the Yaohai Sect were speechless, and it was unfavorable for them to be a teacher, and Gao Feng and Liu Zhen were both disciples of the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period, but they were defeated by the other party.

On the contrary, the Xuanqing Gate was a shout that shook the sky. Cheers for Liu Zhen to win the jackpot.

"What a Returning Shadow Seven Swords!" Elder Ge's face was fiercely impulsive.

Gao Feng was supported by several disciples of the same sect, Liu Zhen smiled coldly, turned around and returned to the camp of the Xuanqing Sect.

"Yaohai sent Sun Ziming, on the second floor of the foundation building period, to ask the Taoist friends of Xuanqing Gate for advice!"

Unexpectedly, the second one to appear was Sun Ziming, Sun Ziming stood in the square with a sword**, and glanced at Yin Mengli intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhuge Buliang smiled secretly, this grandson actually wanted to show himself in front of Yin Mengli, and he really didn't know what to say about him.

"Senior sister, you have to look carefully, the significance of this battle is extraordinary. Zhuge Buliang said with a smile.

"A boring battle will definitely be lost!" Yin Mengli turned her head away.

Xuanqingmen is also a cultivator in the foundation building period, as Yin Mengli expected, the other party's cultivation is obviously higher than Sun Ziming, after a battle, Sun Ziming is always suppressed, and in the end, the other party actually took out a magic weapon, knocked Sun Ziming out, vomited blood from his mouth, and was supported by his fellow disciples to rest.

"Damn, it's so unfair, I actually took out a magic weapon!"

"Shameless, this battle is not fair!"

The disciples of the Yaohai Sect were all complaining.

"Alas..."Zhuge Buliang covered his eyes speechlessly, Sun Ziming suffered a big loss this time, he originally wanted to show himself in front of Yin Mengli, but he didn't have that strength, and he ended in a fiasco, and he lost so quickly, I'm afraid that Sun Tzu will be depressed to death.

Pretending to be B still depends on the cost, Zhuge Buliang sighed.

The Second World War was won, and the Yaohai faction was suppressed by the other party, and both battles ended in failure. Several elders of the Yaohai Sect had a somewhat gloomy face.

"Damn, what have these disciples been brought into by you!" Wu Yang angrily scolded the head of the sect and several elders rather dissatisfied, and the latter lowered his head in shame and remained silent.

Hao Fan and Tianri looked at each other and smiled, with an inexplicable meaning in their eyes.

Next, there was a pair of disciples in the Qi refining period to fight, but it was a pity that the Xuanqing Sect came this time was the elite of the elite, and many of them held magic weapons, and the Yaohai faction was defeated again, and several elders of the Yaohai faction were extremely gloomy.

"The Yaohai faction is nothing more than that, the top ten factions in the hall have not even appeared a decent person. ”

"Hmph!

The disciples of the Xuanqing Sect sneered one after another, and the eyes that looked at the disciples of the Yaohai Sect were even more unscrupulous, if it weren't for Wu Yang, the Great Elder of the late Yuan Infant Period, who was in charge, I am afraid that they would have already proclaimed it loudly.

"Yaohai sent Pang Yiqing, the ninth layer of the Qi refining period, please advise!" This time it was Pang Yiqing who appeared, wearing a robe flying, which was quite dusty.

"Senior Brother Pang, come on, good job!"

"Senior Brother Pang, fight for our Yaohai faction!"

"Come on, Senior Brother Pang, the beauties are all looking at you!"

The disciples of the Yaohai faction shouted, but they lacked a little confidence, after all, they had lost all three games in a row, and this blow caused a significant decline in the morale of the Yaohai faction.

"Pang Yiqing... The injury healed very quickly. Zhuge Buliang hugged his shoulders and smiled secretly.

There was also a disciple of the ninth layer of the Qi refining period in the Xuanqing Sect camp, Pang Yiqing summoned the magic weapon Qinglong Lock, the Qinglong Lock was broken by Zhuge Buliang last time, but it was not broken, and then it was sacrificed and refined by Elder Pang.