Yuan Fei never wanted to see Shen Lang win the first place.

The strong jealousy in his heart drove him to stop this matter! If Yuan Fei wants to regain the trust of the ancestor Tianying, he must defeat Shen Lang and kill this low-key monk!

In order to deal with Shen Lang, Yuan Fei also spent a lot of money this time and was preparing to fight with Shen Lang to slap his spirit while competing for the ranking!

"Shen Lang, you are indeed different from the past! But I, Jin Hong, are not a vegetarian. This time I will definitely avenge my previous shame and defeat you!"

Jin Hong's eyes shone brightly off the field, and he secretly swears in his heart. The stronger Shen Lang is, the more he can arouse his fighting spirit!

Yang Wei glanced at Shen Lang who was flying down, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes. Shen Lang was simply unfathomable, and he hoped that he would not meet this guy.

Wang Sheng, who was unconscious, was carried down, and Shen Lang also returned to the field and found an open space to rest.

The eyes of a large number of monks gathered on Shen Lang, with a hint of awe in surprise.

Many monks even wanted to come forward to say hello to Shen Lang, and a strange black whirlwind was released from Shen Lang's body, making them unable to get close.

The armed struggle continues.

It took more than ten days to finally finish the first round, and half of the monks were eliminated and half advanced.

The second round was followed, and it was Shen Lang's turn after waiting for three or four days. This time his opponent was much weaker, just a monk at the peak of semi-immortality.

In the second game, Shen Lang still did not take action, and he easily solved his opponent by using the illusion of the Holy Demon Eye.

The same is true for the third game, the fourth game, the fifth game, and even the sixth game.

Shen Lang's magical powers are too weird. Any showdown lacks viewing ability. He can kill instantly as soon as he appears. No one can tell what level Shen Lang's true strength can reach.

As the martial arts meeting continued, Shen Lang's instant kills amazed all the disciples of the Seven Saint Palace Sect. Everyone was even discussing which cultivator could take a few moves in Shen Lang's hands so that he would not be instantly killed as soon as he appeared...

Shen Lang became the most talked about by disciples of the Seven Saints Palace at this martial arts competition.

The armed struggle meeting went to the sixth round in a row. In addition to Shen Lang, Xia Shan'er, Ning Xiaoyao and Bai Weiwei all had six battles and won six games and successfully advanced.

All the descendants of the Seven Saints have also successfully advanced.

Finally, the martial arts meeting was in full swing to the seventh round. The seventh round was a huge watershed. There were only more than a thousand cultivators who successfully advanced to this round, and almost all the contestants had the cultivation level of human immortals.

All monks were divided into a group, and the information of each game was temporarily broadcast. No one knew who their opponent would be, and the players had no chance to prepare in advance.

"In the 62nd game, Xia Shan'er faces Yang Wei!"

It was finally Xia Shan'er's turn to appear, but her opponent was Yang Wei, a descendant of the Seven Saints. Shen Lang frowned and sent a message to Xia Shan'er, saying, "Shan'er, although Yang Wei's strength is ordinary, he is a descendant of the Seven Saints after all. Maybe he will have powerful magic weapons to accompany him, which will probably be quite tricky. You can do your best first and see if you can

You cannot knock it down. If you lose, retreat or surrender in time."

Last time he beat Yang Wei, the other party must have a grudge. Shen Lang was worried that Yang Wei would vent his anger on Xia Shan'er, so he immediately explained the pros and cons to Xia Shan'er and told Xia Shan'er not to have too much love.

Xia Shan'er understood Shen Lang's thoughts. Although she didn't want to surrender even though she was beaten to death, considering that she didn't want to worry Shen Lang, she nodded and responded: "Shan'er understands."

"It's a pity that Yang Wei's beast opponent is not this girl, otherwise I would have ruined him to pieces!"

Ning Xiaoyao's cold eyes flashed with strong murderous intent. She took a deep breath and told Xia Shan'er: "Shan'er, remember not to show off. Just do whatever Shen Lang said."

"good!"

Xia Shan'er nodded slightly.

The showdown was about to begin, and Yang Wei turned into a golden light and landed on the ring in the center of the square. Xia Shan'er also followed closely and fell to the opposite side of him.

Yang Wei glanced at Xia Shan'er and said with a grin: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that it is you, the little girl. Humph, this time I met this young master, you are unlucky!"

After saying that, Yang Wei took the initiative to teach Shen Lang a lesson, which was a little revenge for Shen Lang.

"Earth Immortal Art, Ye Wu Storm!"

Yang Wei opened his mouth and sprayed out a vortex-shaped blue storm, turning into a huge blue tornado, storming towards Xia Shan'er.

Tens of thousands of blue light threads surged in the wind, containing extremely powerful destructive power!

"The sixth level of earth immortal art, Tianxin sword formation!"

Seeing the blue storm released by Yang Wei, Xia Shan'er's cold eyes turned cold, and she opened her mouth and let out a soft shout. Ninety-nine Tianxin Feishang broke out of her body and turned into countless white sword rains.

The sword rain, which was like a storm, gathered into a huge white sword rain vortex, and hit the attacking blue tornado with a destructive force.

"boom!!!"

The white sword rain vortex and the blue tornado collided with each other, and the dense and dull explosions made people tinnitus and deaf.

The Tianxin sword formation used by Xia Shan'er was as powerful as imagined. The vortex of sword rain released actually suppressed the blue tornado, spreading towards Yang Wei like a marshmallow expanding outward.

"impossible!"

Yang Wei was so shocked that he took a deep breath. He thought Xia Shan'er was a soft persimmon, but he didn't know that this girl was so powerful that the magical powers she released could stabilize her attack?

The Tianxin Sword Formation that Xia Shan'er used is a martial art in the Xuannv Secret Book. With the power of this Tianxin Sword Formation, her combat power is already stronger than that of ordinary mid-stage cultivators in the human immortal stage! Yang Wei's cultivation is only in the early stage of human immortal stage, with average talent and understanding, and his strength is actually not very strong. With the bloodline of the Seven Saints, his combat power is at most comparable to ordinary mid-stage cultivators in the mid-stage cultivators in the human immortal stage. He is far from fighting against the late stage of human immortal stage.

level.

"Purple Cloud Mirror, Open!"

When Yang Wei saw the white sword rain vortex spreading, he was so anxious that he sucked out a purple treasure mirror the size of a palm and penetrated a huge amount of chaotic spiritual power into the treasure mirror.

“Buzz!”

The purple light of the treasure mirror surged, and the mirror released a large amount of purple mist, like layered purple clouds, protecting Yang Wei's body.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

A large amount of sword rain hit the purple clouds, making a dull explosion like heavy objects hitting cotton.

This mysterious purple cloud can actually resolve the power of the attack! The countless sword rains released by Xia Shan'er used the Tianxin sword formation, which were blocked by the purple clouds and could not hurt Yang Wei at all.

"It's worthy of being the Ziyun Treasure Mirror, it's really easy to use!"

Yang Wei was secretly happy.
Chapter completed!