Li Hong's attack emitted a raging and violent fire. The terrifying power was enough to turn a house into ashes in an instant.

Zhao Feng nodded slightly. In terms of attack power alone, Li Hong's "Fire Moon Technique" was similar in artistic conception to the "Gale Wind Style" he had learned before, but the level was obviously higher.

Wind and Cloud Breaking the Moon Jue

Meng Yun holds a folding fan in his hand, his body movements are elegant, and his fierce and powerful true power turns into domineering and powerful silver residual wind, destroying and swallowing everything.

In terms of attack, Meng Fei is only slightly stronger than Li Hong. This is still an advantage in terms of cultivation, but his body skills and attack mysteries are more elegant, flexible and pleasing to the eye.

Breaking the Moon and Riding the Wind

Meng Yun swung the folding fan in his hand violently, and the residual silver wind, like a huge wave, overwhelmingly shocked Li Hong back and forth, leaving him in a panic and almost suffering some minor injuries.

"Concession."

Meng Yun did not take advantage of the situation to attack, otherwise he could force Li Hong out of the competition venue.

Li Hong was a little decadent and returned to the Silver Moon Sect. The red-robed elder beside him shook his head and sighed: "Hong'er, your defeat is based on two points. First, you are eager to win; second, the opponent is indeed much smarter than you.

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In the first round of competition, Meng Yun won within ten moves, which is an understatement.

Lingyue Sect is only the third true disciple, but he has such strength, which makes the elders of the other two sects feel the pressure.

"Xiaoyue Sect, who can come out to discuss with me?"

Meng Yun's eyes passed over Yang Gan and the others, and quickly settled on Bei Mo.

If he challenged Yang Qian, he would not be sure, but if he challenged Zhao Feng, he would be suspected of "relying on the weak".

It would be appropriate to choose Beimo. The opponent has a legacy. If you can defeat him, you will feel a sense of accomplishment.

Bei Mo walked up to the court with a prim look on his face and said calmly: "You are no match for me."

"Haha, boy, you are arrogant."

Not only Meng Fei, but also the other two disciples were a little surprised.

The fourth wave of Beiming

As soon as Bei Mo thought, the dark blue ripples around his body turned into heavy mountains, continuous and undulating, like tens of thousands of kilograms of water power, with endless oppression and impact.

The pressure at that moment choked Meng Yun's whole body of energy and blood, making it difficult to breathe.

He finally realized how powerful this old-fashioned young man was.

Breaking the Moon and Riding the Wind

Meng Yun tried his best to use one of his most powerful moves.

Cry canopy

The dark blue ripples were like a giant wave mountain weighing more than 100,000 kilograms. There were five levels of oppression, which were superimposed one after another. They suppressed Meng Yun to a desperate situation and almost vomited blood.

"What a powerful move"

"He is the person who inherited the inheritance from Xiaoyue Sect?"

All the spectators on the field screamed and lost their voices.

Bang bang

After two or three moves, Meng Yun was knocked several feet away and fell to the ground.

There was an uproar on the field.

thump

At the moment of defeat, Meng Yun was shocked and regretted: Disciples with inheritance are really terrible. If I had known better, I would have challenged Zhao Feng of the Fourth Heaven. Although he was suspected of relying on strength and weakness, he would not have suffered such a disastrous defeat.
Chapter completed!