Four clear and transparent water dragons, Angtian roared up and directly hit the four fire dragons that were soaring into the sky with stunning brutal impact.

Then, there were waves of roars, hiding crackling sounds, spreading rapidly towards the surrounding mountain roads.

Seeing the murderous face of Tie Zhongyuan, the accumulated smiles became more and more prosperous, Chen Yuxiang's eyes flashed with helplessness. In desperation, he quickly raised the flying sword in his hand!

The flying sword was raised, and the thought of retreating flashed away.

The next moment, a sharp look that soared into the sky quickly hung on Chen Yuxiang's pale face.

With this loud shout, he rushed towards Iron Zhongyuan, holding the best magic weapon flying sword without evasion.

"this?"

Sitting high on the top of the mountain, the expression of the old guy Long is constantly changing.

Seeing that the Iron Central Plains had the upper hand, he smiled.

Seeing Chen Yuxiang get back to the situation, he sighed in his heart.

When he saw Tie Zhongyuan use the four attack talismans he gave him to the Great Perfection of the Golden Pill, he believed that Tie Zhongyuan should win.

At this moment, he was extremely excited, just like he had successfully kidnapped his junior sister back then.

But when he saw Chen Yuxiang taking out four equal attack talismans, he could only be like Tie Zhongyuan, very sad.

At this moment, he really wanted to crush his balls and find a place where no one was squatting and peeing.

When he saw Chen Yuxiang rushing towards Tie Zhongyuan again, his almost crushed egg automatically turned into the size of a sesame seed.

At this moment, he regretted why he was so stingy! Why didn’t he directly give the flying sword, the best magic weapon in the hand of Iron Zhongyuan, to the fallen Jin Bushuang! Why, why didn’t he give Iron Zhongyuan an attack talisman at the peak of the Great Perfection of the Golden Pill!

That damn seven sect comparison rules. The grandma's ghost, go to hell!

"This, we are going to die together! Stop it quickly, stop it quickly, get them out of the ring!"

Seeing the changing momentarily on the ring, Chen Yuxiang actually wanted to pull the Iron Central Plains to die together. The great elder of the Qi Sect, Linghuqiuqiong, actually said anxiously.

While speaking, he looked at the ugly little brother Long.

Of course, from the corner of his eyes, he looked at Xue Dong, whose face was also ugly in an instant.

"What are you going to die together? Fellow Taoist Linghu, this is just a fair share! The seven sect competitions have to follow the rules of the seven sect competitions. How can we take action randomly? Before the competition, we had an explanation, that is, we must not hurt the other party's life! If anyone dares to disobey, then he will have to pay his life! Does Fellow Taoist Linghu think that the two of them dare to disobey? Hum!"

Seeing Chen Yuxiang rushing towards the Iron Central Plains desperately, Fairy Leng from the Spiritual Medicine Sect sighed softly.

The yellow jacket of Jiazong was laughing in his heart.

If the two people really die together, even if they are not die together, as long as one dies, Ye Li from his own sect will have great hope of winning the first place in the late stage of the Golden Pill!

Even if it is not the first or the second, it is worth laughing!

When he heard the words of Linghu Qiu, he retorted seriously.

"You! You're looking for death!"

That is, the old guy Long said in surprise. While Linghu Qiong and Huangma Gua spoke, they also used the best magic weapon, Flying Sword, to defeat Chen Yuxiang, and were also shocked by Chen Yuxiang's desperate actions.

However, in shock, he seemed more and more fierce, and he even faster the speed of the flying sword in his hand slashing towards Chen Yuxiang.

He believed that with the best magic weapon flying sword in his hand, he would definitely be able to deal with Chen Yuxiang who rushed up to die this time.

"Swish!"

In the flash of lightning, the ending of the two people's hedging was expected by the Iron Central Plains.

The best magic weapon flying sword in his hand pierced Chen Yuxiang's right chest without hesitation!

With a stab, the flying sword in Chen Yuxiang's right hand lost its accuracy.

The iron center field lightly flashed, and it was easy to avoid it.

"You! Cough! Aren't you just relying on your magic weapon to be sharp? If it weren't for this top-quality magic weapon flying sword, it would be a dream to defeat me! Without this top-quality magic weapon flying sword, you would be a piece of mud!"

His right chest was pierced by a sharp magic weapon flying sword, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted. A wisp of blood hung on the corner of his mouth, and Chen Yuxiang's face turned paler.

He was very dissatisfied with the failure.

Not only did he dissatisfied, he also mocked the relaxed iron Zhongyuan.

"Relying on the best magic weapon, flying sword? Mud? Haha, you are really right! What a pity, victory is victory, defeat is defeat! If you lose, and I win, then you can only accept it! If you can't accept it, then you can just hit and die!"

After piercing Chen Yuxiang's right chest, he hurriedly picked up Chen Yuxiang's middle-grade magic weapon, flying sword, and Iron Zhongyuan finally relaxed. As soon as he relaxed, he laughed.

He knew that he finally didn't have to be sad about his balls, and finally he didn't have to worry about squatting and peeing.

While laughing, he also leaned into Chen Yuxiang's ear.

The closer he got to Chen Yuxiang's ear, the more proud he became when he spoke.

The more proud he is, the more relaxed he will be.

"Hmph! If you have planting, kill me! If I frown, it will be like a piece of mud like you! You didn't plant it, right? Since you didn't plant it, then I will tell you, if I were you, I'll die...haha!"

Chen Yuxiang was very disdainful of Tie Zhongyuan's ridicule.

In addition to disdain, he also softly stimulated the Iron Central Plains beside his ears.

While stimulating, he also attracted the attention of Iron Zhongyuan.

When Tie Zhongyuan was furious and waiting for what Chen Yuxiang was going to say next, Chen Yuxiang actually moved!

A dagger, a dagger with weak spiritual energy!

That dagger is actually just a low-grade magic weapon!

Yes, it is a low-grade magic weapon!

This low-grade magic weapon instantly penetrated the chest of Iron Central Plains through the broken defensive armor!

After piercing through Tie Zhongyuan's chest, he actually cut off Tie Zhongyuan's wrist holding the best magic weapon flying sword!

And all this was done in an instant!

Immediately afterwards, another "bang" sound came, and Tie Zhongyuan flew out in a daze.

"You! You are so despicable! How can you be so shameless?"

When he fell out, Tie Zhongyuan couldn't believe the fact that he was kicked away.

While falling off, he cursed Chen Yuxiang with words.

"This! This bastard! This mud! It's really a mud!"

In an instant, the old guy, Xiaodi Long, opened his mouth wide in shock.

He really didn't understand why Tie Zhongyuan still left Chen Yuxiang with such an opportunity.

"Haha! You are just a pile of mud! You don't know how to be proud of yourself! Then, you will never be the piece of mud that can't be supported on the wall!"

Looking at the figure falling from Tie Zhongyuan, Chen Yuxiang laughed non-stop.

While laughing, he also endured the severe pain in his chest and struggled to chase Tie Zhongyuan!

"No……………..!"

Looking at the blood hole in his chest with a pale face, Tie Zhongyuan was panicked and hurriedly covered the wound with his hands.

But just now he covered his wound and had not yet gotten up in a hurry, he saw Chen Yuxiang stumbled.

Not only did Chen Yuxiang not have a trace of spiritual power, he actually let his right chest bleed constantly, holding the lower-grade magic weapon flying sword and stabbed him again.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, can't I admit defeat? I really admit defeat."

The low-grade magic weapon flying sword in his hand was still three inches away from the Iron Zhongyuan's chest. Chen Yuxiang no longer had the slightest strength, and he moved forward even if it was only one inch.

But just as Chen Yuxiang took a deep breath and was about to fall down and hold the flying sword and turn to the Iron Central Plains, he actually smelled a strong smell of urine.

He didn't expect that at least the power of action, Iron Zhongyuan, was actually scared!

The cowardly Tie Zhongyuan did not stand or squat, and he actually lay down and peed.

After three breaths.

Chen Yuxiang smiled.

With a smile, he lay down on the ring alone.

"Oh! I'm really a mistake! Why didn't I expect that even if the mud is stuck on the wall, it can only be a temporary pretense!"

Seeing that Tie Zhongyuan was in a very embarrassed manner, the monk in charge of the competition was brought out of the arena, the old guy Long could only look extremely ugly.

"Congratulations, congratulations to fellow Taoist Xue Dong, and congratulations to Haoyu Shenzong for becoming the number one in the seven sects again!"

Just in the heart of Xiaodi Long, while sighing, the spirit fox, headed by Fairy Leng, had a yellow jacket, smiled all over his face and congratulated Xue Dong.

While congratulating, they also showed a subtle look of contempt towards the old guy Long.

Seeing the actions and gazes of Fairy Leng and others, the old guy Long was so angry that his face turned pale and his whole body was trembling.

"Well………….."

Like all the monks watching on various mountain roads, Lin Jiutian was also shocked to see this ending.

Even though he was shocked, he was speechless.

When I was speechless, I felt very normal!

Think about it, just this guy from Tie Zhongyuan, what can he be if he is not a piece of mud?

When he was heading to the ancient tomb of Zangyun, Tie Zhongyuan could obviously go there, and he himself hoped to go there.

However, under Jin Buhuan's order, he didn't even dare to let anyone go, so he obediently took charge of the task of guarding and protecting Lin Jiutian.

After Jin Buhuan died, when he came to the old guy Long, he even knelt down and cried, begging Long to let him go, but he didn't dare to argue for himself.

It is already very good for such a person to be able to cultivate to the middle stage of the Golden Pill, but he also helped him improve his cultivation and gave him the best magic weapon, flying sword, and hoping that he would win the first place in the late stage of the Golden Pill. This is simply ridiculous.

Absurd behavior, coupled with a pile of mud, will never be possible, and will never be able to support it on the wall!!!

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