The first competition came to an end with the victory of Gan Jiang, an inner disciple of the Artifact Peak.

The competition continues.

Tianxiufeng inner disciples Yan Zhang, Qing Feng and Baichuan were in groups, and they had already entered the competition with the referee elder signing the quota of the winner group. At this time, Chang Xi was the only one left in the camp of Tianxiufeng's disciples.

Chang Xi couldn't help but breathe a deep breath of turbid air, and the situation in Tianxiufeng was very bad.

Senior Brother Yanzhang should have few opponents in the cultivation level of the half-step Yuanying realm, but he never expected that he would meet the leader of the inner sect of Tianjian Peak with extremely poor luck. The two fought for a long time, and finally, with Senior Brother Yanzhang's accidental move, it was a pity.

Qingfeng and Baichuan were also in a tough battle. The two of them faced the elite disciples of Beast Peak and the elite disciples of Lin Cuifeng respectively.

The two types of magic in the hands of Lin Cuifeng's elite disciples are extremely exquisite. They are more than just a few strategies than Senior Brother Zishu who was fighting against the enemy side by side with Chang Xi in the valley. Once the Qingmu Domain, which had already reached the perfect state, was used, it covered a hundred feet in a circle!

Unlike the Qingmu Domain used by Lin Cuifeng's disciples in the outer sect competition at that time, the Qingmu Domain used by the elite disciples of the inner sect was full of murderous intent. Every inconspicuous vine and seemingly unthreatening dead wood and grass leaves under Shirakawa's feet are all the ears and left and right arms of the owner of this dense forest. Often, Shirakawa was tortured by countless tough vines and spores that could make people paralyzed and limp.

Shirakawa, who is carrying the spiritual roots of water and soil, is in the Qingmu Realm and is unable to perform his fists. The spiritual roots of the earth are tightly restrained, and the spiritual roots of the water are almost ineffective. Now it is equivalent to the destruction of the magical powers of the two types.

When Shirakawa realized that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable, he jumped up to the sky to find a pure land to get entangled with his opponent, but found that the scheming and scheming elite disciple of Lin Cuifeng had already laid a green wood area within a radius of three hundred feet, clearly showing the idea of ​​fighting a long-term position war.

The green wood area in the martial arts field, which is five hundred feet apart, is still eroding the last few Pure Land. The lush dense forests obscured most of the vision. Except for the monks above the Jindan realm who can see the situation clearly with their spiritual sense, disciples below the Jindan realm cannot see anything other than the shrubs that are growing wildly in front of them.

The people on the floating platform could see a lot clearly with the advantage of height. Until they saw the disciples of Tian Xiufeng who were forced to be on the edge of the ban on the martial arts stage, they shook their heads. If they wanted to blame, they could only blame the disciple for his bad luck and encountered this tricky inner elite of Lin Cuifeng.

An old man on the floating platform shook his head and laughed: "Mu overcomes soil, water produces wood. No matter how hard the boy from Tianxiu Peak makes, he will not be able to break the green wood domain of Lin Cuifeng's disciples. If the disciples of the two-type spiritual roots of gold and fire use their magical powers, they can break the green wood domain in an instant, which is a pity."

Everyone in the other sects on the floating platform agreed deeply.

Shirakawa, who had lost his place to stay, was naturally hard to resist, so he had to smile bitterly and admit defeat.

Fortunately, Qingfeng faced another disciple of the Artifact Peak.

With the precedent of Gan Jiang's hundred swords cutting Danhe, this disciple of the Artifact Peak is obviously a master with a lot of private goods. Although the number is not as large as Gan Jiang's hundred swords, it can also piece together a thousand sword curtain behind him like a peacock spreading his screen, shooting towards Qingfeng.

It’s a pity that he misjudged the man in front of him who was one level lower than his cultivation level.

Although Qing Feng only had the peak cultivation level of the Jindan First Realm, the sect missions he had taken were the most in the entire Tianxiu Peak. When he was fighting against the evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demons in the valley, he fought against the sword ghosts with higher cultivation than him alone, and he also resisted countless sharp slashes of the sword ghosts, and did not show any fatigue from beginning to end, which shows his strength and nature.

With the three attributes of gold, earth and wood, he has a much more difficult practice than others. He can only rely on his own persistence and hard work to prove step by step that he is no worse than others, and it is definitely not something that the dozens of swords facing him can block him!

He ran with the sword, and all the magical powers of the golden wind were blessed. A blue shirt that was dancing with the wind storm surged in the hazy green light. The sharp golden light flashed on the Qinggang sword, lifting the sword that was stabbing towards him. He could not dodge in the sword curtain, dripping with ragged blood that was cut by the sword energy. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward against the sword curtain.

With the three spiritual roots of gold, earth and wood, he realized the heavy sword intent as thick as a mountain.

Perhaps his sword intent was not as round as other sword cultivators, perhaps his sword intent was not as terrifying as the terrifying power of breaking Thousand Armors with one sword in his hand. The yellow light of the sword intent that could protect him was pierced into nothingness by the Kong Li Jian in just a few breaths.

But this is his sword intent, which is enough.

The faint sword intent was protecting him, and he shot with the cutting of the sword curtain. In the dumbfoundedness of the disciples of the Artifact Peak, he placed a Qinggang sword with blood still trembling on his neck.

No matter whether Chang Xi can take the lead in the end, he must do his best and not let himself down.

There were no too many dramatic twists and turns in Qingfeng's competition. Many disciples in the Tianxiufeng seat saw the scene of blood sprinkling in the sky under the curtain of Senran's sword, but still gritted their teeth and charged forward. They all cried red with their eyes. They stood up spontaneously and greeted the bloody inner brother's chest.

On the charge road that ran hundreds of feet across, blood stained the snow red. At the end of the blood was the resolute figure who was wearing ragged clothes and holding a sword in his hand, trembling all over his body but never falling down.

Yu Che, the owner of the Great Wilderness Palace, lying on the inch-yin spear on her legs. She freezes the figure of the blue shirt along the dazzling blood marks in the snow. She holds the gun of the Great Wilderness Palace with a woman in charge and cultivates 100,000 disciples, like training soldiers. She looks like she admires her eyes and spits out a good word.

The 15th Group of the Fifteenth Group of Qing Feng's tragic victory came to an end. As of now, the situation of winning all three battles of the Beast Peak is very good. Yue You, the leader of the Beast Peak who should have been happy, shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Why are you having such an enemy?"

The two sisters standing beside her laughed so much that their stomachs hurt when they heard this.

Everyone fixed their eyes on the only two remaining camps in the martial arts arena.

"Beast Control Peak, Yu Qianqian!"

"Tianxiufeng, Chang Xi!"

Chang Xi was already on the stage in a daze. The finale was the most attractive sight of the audience. Huangfu Youlian lifted two golden gourds with golden gourds with great ease, looking at the black fox fur that was indescribable in the body, but he couldn't help but frown and said, "Why is it the early stage of the Golden Pill Realm? It seems that he has just entered the Golden Pill Realm for a while, and must be a silver spear and candle head. It's so embarrassing."

The leaders of the four sects in the top five sects were also quite confused. Although the sword cultivator named Qing Feng was not qualified to cultivate, he was successful because he had a tough heart. Even if he would not achieve much success in the future, it would not be difficult to work hard to enter the Nascent Soul Realm.

However, although this Tianxiu Peak disciple has a great skin that can make a woman's eyes shine, he will never be able to eat whether the skin is good or bad. With his minor cultivation level at the beginning of the Golden Pill, he is truly worth mentioning among the thirty-two disciples of Jiufeng.
Chapter completed!