"Come on, Taishan, fight to the death! Remember, my name is Wang Er!"

Wang Er directly looked domineering, pulled out the sword of the inferior spirit weapon in his hand, and said to Mount Tai.

"Poof...."

Before Taishan could speak, Yang Xiaole behind him laughed directly and squirted out a sip of wine.

What's going on?

Just now Taishan just beat a person named Wang Xiaoer, and now there is a one named Wang Er, this is the Wang family team?

"Stinky boy, what are you laughing at?"

Seeing Yang Xiaole's hair, although Wang Er didn't know why, the other party's laughter was obviously aimed at himself.

"Damn, how are you talking to my boss?"

Seeing that Wang Er dared to scold his boss, Taishan suddenly became angry, and took a step forward directly, and the medium-grade spirit weapon sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed.

Seeing the two of them fighting, Tianjiu in the stands smiled lightly.

Half a month ago, he found this monk named Wang Er.

He is the young sect master of a small sect, a four-grade spiritual root, not bad, he has just cultivated for four and a half years, and he has a three-level cultivation of qi training, so Tianjiu directly arrested the people of the entire small sect, so as to threaten Wang Er and help Tianyi Sect fight.

If he can't win, he will directly destroy his entire sect.

It is precisely because of this that when the sword intent of the earth on Taishan's body was fully opened, Wang Er knew that he was invincible, so he directly took the Seven Wounds Pill without hesitation.

Anyway, for him, if the meridians are destroyed, they will be destroyed, where is it important to have his own relatives?

"Tarzan, leave this person alive, and the rest, you are free. ”

At this moment, Yang Xiaole suddenly found that the monk named Wang Er had a trace of helplessness in his eyes, as well as angry eyes.

Isn't this the kind of helplessness when I was thrown into a well in the city?

is also full of unwillingness, but in the face of power, he is helpless.

"Yes, Boss!"

Hearing Yang Xiaole's words, although Taishan didn't know why, but for him, since it was Yang Xiaole's order, he only needed to follow that way.

As for why, what results are needed, that is not in his consideration.

"Okay, let's make a quick decision, the sun is a little big today, let's finish the competition early, let's go back to eat hot pot early!"

Immediately, Yang Xiaole waved his hand, a little impatient.

Seeing Wang Er's eyes, Yang Xiaole remembered himself at the beginning, and his mood gradually became a little unbeautiful, and he didn't have the intention of playing.

"Yes, Boss!"

Hearing Yang Xiaole's words, Taishan turned his head and looked at the more than 5,000 disciples: "Everyone, I'm sorry, my boss said that he was in a hurry, so I won't ink with you!"

After a pause, Taishan continued to speak: "This brother named Wang Er, my boss said, I won't kill you, so you'd better hide by yourself, otherwise, be careful of accidental injury!"

"Hehehe, stinky boy, you have such a big breath!"

As Taishan's voice fell, the crowd on the opposite side burst into laughter.

Even if Wang Er didn't make a move, there would be at least more than a hundred Qi Cultivation Cultivators on their side, a small Body Refining Ninth Layer Cultivator, just relying on the sword intent, maybe he could defeat them alone, but beating them more than a hundred Qi Cultivation Cultivators, is this possible?

Apparently dreaming!

"Hmph, how dare a group of frogs at the bottom of the well compete with the sun and the moon? Let me show you my true cultivation today!"

As Taishan's voice fell, the momentum on the whole person began to rise little by little, the first layer of Qi training, the second layer of Qi training, and the third layer of Qi training, and it was still rising!

"I'll go, what's the situation? This Taishan has also eaten the Seven Wounds Pill?"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was stunned.

As for the sect masters of the other three major sects, they even subconsciously stood up, their faces full of surprise.

However, even so, the momentum on Tarzan's body still did not stop.

Four layers of Qi training, five layers of Qi training, and six layers of Qi training!

"It's over!"

Seeing this scene, Tianjiu's legs went limp, and he subconsciously sat on the chair behind him.

No matter how Taishan became a sixth-level Qi cultivator, but with the medium-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, even if he didn't use his sword intent, Wang Er would definitely not be his opponent.

The difference between the middle-grade spiritual weapon and the low-grade spiritual weapon seems to be only one word, but the gap between them is thousands of miles apart and cannot be expressed.

"Heavenly Sect Master, how is this good?"

At this time, Zhang Yuan and Dan Mingzi on the side were also completely panicked.

In order to deal with Taishan, the price they paid was really big enough, but now, the other party actually directly reached the sixth level of Qi training?

"All the disciples, rush up, whoever kills Mount Tai will be rewarded with ten Peiyuan Dan!"

At this time, Tianjiu didn't care about the demeanor of the sect master, and he got up directly and yelled loudly at the ring.

"Hehehe, Tianyi Sect Master, do you think it's over like this?

At this time, Taishan shook his head gently, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed again!

Seven layers of Qi training, eight layers of Qi training, nine layers of Qi training!

"Boom!"

At this time, whether it was Tianjiu, Zhang Yuan, or Dan Mingzi, they all felt like a huge thunder had exploded on their heads, shaking their entire brains to the point of dizziness.

"It's over!"

At this time, Tianjiu looked at Taishan in the field dumbfounded.

How is this possible?

How could the other party be a cultivator of the ninth layer of qi cultivation? Isn't it the ninth layer of body refining? Is he dreaming?

"Kill!"

However, the sect masters of the three major sects here were pondering, but Taishan in the ring was not idle, and rushed directly towards the five thousand disciples of the three major sects.

Seeing that Tarzan was in front of him, he remembered to defend.

But how could they be Tarzan's opponents?

The ninth layer of Qi cultivation was like a big mountain, completely enveloping them, and many monks lay directly on the ground, shouting and admitting defeat.

And whoever admits defeat, the judges of the Jindan period will turn into a red light and bring it out.

In just ten minutes, there were still more than 5,000 disciples of the three major sects standing in the ring, but until this moment, there were only a few hundred people left.

"Dang!"

"The first round of the new disciple entry competition of the four major sects is over, and there are three hundred and eighty-nine people left in the field, and they will enter the next round!"

With the referee's order, all the disciples who participated in the competition walked out of the ring one after another.

But at this time, they still can't join their own sect, because once a disciple enters the ring, unless he admits defeat, he will never be able to withdraw halfway.

At this time, Tianjiu, Zhang Yuan and Dan Mingzi looked dead, it's over, it's completely over.

The next game, is it still interesting?

In the ninth layer of Qi training, even 5,000 people were directly defeated, what are the remaining stinky fish and rotten shrimp enough to do? Give each other a head, let the world know how shameful the three major sects are?