"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

The flying sword, the best magic weapon in the hand of Iron Zhongyuan, swung it in an instant, and directly ignored the several mid-stage talisman attacks triggered by Long Yuxuan.

With one force, the attack power of the best magic weapon flying sword cannot be blocked by just a few mid-stage talisman attacks.

After a few moments, Long Yuxuan's talisman attack was easily broken by the flying sword in the hand of Tie Zhongyuan!

And the moment he broke open, the middle-grade magic weapon flying sword in Long Yuxuan's hand also swung up quickly.

In an instant, the two flying swords were entangled together.

One relies on the best magic weapon, the other relies on the huge financial resources to activate the talisman of the Golden Elixir Stage.

One wants to win easily, the other wants to delay.

In just one stick of incense, the defensive light shield on the ring kept flashing.

As the defense light shield continues to flash, the Iron Zhongyuan and Long Yuxuan in the defense light shield are both very depressed.

The defensive light shield not only defends against the escape of monks and prevents the overflow of attacks, but also has a certain reflection effect.

When the aftermath of the attack hit the defensive light shield, part of the attack attacked Tie Zhongyuan and Long Yuxuan.

In other words, when two people fight each other desperately, they still have to deal with these attacks.

Of course, such a competition is speechless.

Apart from playing house with children as cute as she is, she is really useless!

The monk, two late-stage monks of the Golden Pill stage, could only learn from secular warriors and hold flying swords to attack each other!

There is nowhere to hide, and there is nowhere to dodge.

The only way to defeat is to pick up the flying sword in your hand and slash the opponent until you admit defeat!

"The Iron Central Plains win!"

After the attack talismans in the Golden Pill stage were exhausted, Long Yuxuan was finally at a disadvantage.

If you can't beat it, you can't escape, and if you are tired of fighting, you can't breathe.

"Swish!"

After the same sniff, Tie Zhongyuan panted and held the flying sword with the best magic weapon, piercing the defense at Long Yuxuan's neck.

"The top seven in the late stage of the Jindan have appeared!"

"Below, there will be a battle between seven and four!"

"In other words, there will be another direct bye this time!"

"Start now!"

"Boom boom boom!"

This time, after resting for two incense sticks, the Nascent Soul monk who was in charge of the on-field competition spoke.

As soon as his voice fell, the remaining seven arenas on the field collided with each other in the eyes of all the monks.

Just a touch!

When only four are left in the empty square, the assassin appears before all the monks.

"Wow"

"Isn't this not?"

"Will a person be so lucky?"

"This should not be fake! Because this is not the territory of Qiankun Dao Sect. It is the territory of Haoyu Shen Sect!"

"hey-hey!"

Seeing that Tie Zhongyuan was taking the bye again, Xiaodi Long, who was sitting on the top of the mountain, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

While laughing, he also looked at Xue Dong, the eldest elder of Haoyu Shenzong, who had a ugly face.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Long, it seems that this time, your Qiankun Dao Sect is really about to turn over. The only two passes of bye have been monopolized by the disciples of your sect."

After the entire army of his disciples were destroyed, Chong Wuxin was very free.

As long as he sees the disciples of Haoyu Shenzong defeated, he will say a few words happily.

When he saw that the Iron Zhongyuan of Qiankun Dao Sect had entered the top four in the late stage of the Jindan so easily, he just praised Xiaodi Long with a happy face.

Of course, his old but not dizzy eyes were actually Xue Dong with a smile on his face.

"snort!"

Maybe it was because he felt the gloating of Chong Wuxin. Maybe it was because he was worried about the first place in Haoyu Shenzong. Of course, maybe it was because Xue Dong's old face was not thick enough after all, so he still couldn't calm down and hum.

If you have dissatisfaction, you will also have jealousy.

The cuckoo is not jealous, but the light emitted from the small round eyes of Linghuqiuqiu is undoubtedly talking about jealousy! Very, very jealousy!

Some are jealous and some are envious.

In addition to the cuckoo Wuxin, the envious people also have the Leng Fairy from the Spiritual Medicine Sect.

Unlike the last second in the Qiankun Dao Sect, the Lingyao Sect is the authentic second in the ten thousand years.

The second son of Wannian is growing up. Everyone wants to win the first place.

However, Fairy Leng did not touch the rules of the Seven Sect Competition.

Of course, it will cost a considerable price to approach this rule.

For example, if Brother Long did, he took out a top-quality magic weapon, flying sword, and gave it to his disciples.

Of course, Xiaodi Long also has his own purpose.

At least, the previous Jin Buhuan just had a medium-grade magic weapon flying sword.

Jin Buhuan is the most powerful disciple in his heart who competes for the first place in the late stage of the Golden Pill!

The competition on the ring seemed more exaggerated than the previous battle.

What is exaggerated is not the process of the competition, but the state of each monk.

It was not like sweating, but after the armor on their bodies broke, they changed into new armor but did not organize their hair.

The messy hair was draped over the shoulders.

It's not like a savage, but it's better than a savage after rolling on the ground.

Three incense sticks floated by.

The three monks with the most messy hair finally gave in automatically.

And on the empty square, there were only four monks left.

Among these four monks, only Tie Zhongyuan was calm and very happy.

"Boom boom boom"

The four arenas continued to collide in the air. After the connections and collisions were separated, only two arenas appeared above the floating square.

"Haoyu Shenzong Chen Yuxiang fights against Nangong Xinger of the Spiritual Medicine Sect."

"Yeli, Jiazong, fight against the Iron Central Plains of Qiankun Dao Sect."

"Ahem, why isn't Chen Yuxiang fighting against Iron Central Plains?"

Seeing that Ye Li, a disciple of his sect, actually fought against the Iron Central Plains, the elder of the Jia Sect, was very unwilling to accept it.

If you face Nangong Xinger of the Spiritual Medicine Sect, you may still be able to win the second place in the late stage of the Golden Pill.

But now, it is very likely that it will only be the third place in the late stage of the Jindan.

"Fellow Taoist, can your A sect Ye Li can definitely defeat Nangong Xinger of this sect? Why don't we discuss and let them choose again?"

Seeing the battle situation on the field, Fairy Leng was also not very satisfied.

But no matter how unsatisfied she was, she didn't show it.

However, the words of the yellow jacket made her very unhappy.

"Hehe, hehe, Fairy Leng, don't be angry. Lao Huang, I'm done talking about it. Maybe Nangong Xing'er can win the first place."

For Fairy Leng, the yellow jacket has no intention of offending.

It’s not that I can’t afford to offend, but that I don’t dare to offend at all.

Because, cultivators of their level are still hoping to buy enough pills from Fairy Leng.

So he couldn't wait to slap the beautiful fairy Leng.

In his heart, Fairy Leng’s beautiful farts are so much stronger than the second or third place in the late stage of the Golden Pill!!!

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