Yin Tianlong looked ugly, looked at the jade slip with the eight characters in front of him, grabbed it and jumped, and the wind art lingered, and he also went up to the high platform.

Almost the moment when Yin Tianlong stepped onto the platform, Wang Tengfei raised his right foot and immediately the entire platform shook, as if a wave of air spread violently from around it. Wang Tengfei's body did not move, but this invisible momentum formed a strong pressure and headed straight for Yin Tianlong to descend.

This scene changed Yin Tianlong's expression. In his opinion, before Wang Tengfei took action, the pressure made the spiritual energy in his body agitated.

"I admit defeat..." Yin Tianlong immediately spoke without hesitation, and did not even have the idea of ​​asking for advice. He clasped his fists and bowed deeply and jumped off the platform and headed straight out of the square.

Elder Ouyang had a expressionless face and slowly heard a voice.

"Wang Tengfei wins, the second battle, the second seven."

As soon as the words came out, the little fat man trembled immediately, looking at the jade slip in front of him, which read two. At the same time, the fifth-level Qi Condensation Cultivator with a scar on his face looked at the little fat man coldly, and stepped onto the platform as he stepped onto the high platform.

"Ask forfeit immediately when you go up." Meng Hao spoke in a low voice, grabbed the fat man with his right hand and held him forward. The fat man's ball-like body immediately flew up and landed on the platform.

As soon as his body fell, he was about to speak immediately.

"Abstaining the defeat..." The little fat man did not dare to say three words, but two words, but the cultivator with scars on his face flashed in his eyes. He raised his right hand and immediately rushed to the little fat man in a roar. The flying sword was so fast that it reached the little fat man's neck in the blink of an eye. It was at this moment that the last word that the little fat man admitted defeat was said.

But it was obviously too late. Meng Hao's expression changed and stood up suddenly. But at this moment, Elder Ouyang bounced his right hand, and the flying sword that was about to penetrate the little fat man's throat buzzed and was bounced away directly, leaving only a blood mark on the little fat man's neck.

The little fat man stepped back with a pale face and jumped down quickly. When he returned to Meng Hao, his legs were so scared that he felt the coming of death that he had never felt before.

Meng Hao looked at the blood on the little fat man's neck, and his eyes showed a strong murderous intent. The other party was extremely cruel in his attack, obviously he wanted to kill people, but he could attack him. The little fat man's cultivation was not high, and he would be too bullying others when he acted like this.

Especially Meng Hao's eyes swept away and saw Shangguan Xiu with a gloomy face not far away, his heart was filled with anger. He asked himself that he had never offended Uncle Shangguan, but the other party was aggressive and killed.

Meng Hao has been in the Kuashan Sect for many years and rarely shows strong murderous intent, but now, his eyes are extremely strong.

Even the monks watching around saw something wrong in this scene, and they all looked at Meng Hao and started to discuss it.

"The next battle, three or six." Elder Ouyang frowned and spoke slowly.

"I offended Uncle Shangguan, not only you, but he will die today." Han Zong grabbed the three-digit jade slip in front of him and whispered to Meng Hao. Shangguan Xiu can be said to be the most powerful person in the backing sect, except for the head and the great elders.

This is closely related to the decline of the Kuoshan Sect. The number of Kuoshan Sect nowadays is so small, the sect rules are in chaos, and the murder of disciples of the outer sect. All of these are manifestations of the sunset of Kuoshan Sect and the impending disappearance of the western mountain.

There are very few elixirs, how to release them... The elixir of other sects that are almost unlimited and that disciples can swallow in large quantities is already a pill treasure that can cause killing in the Koushan Sect.

Just go on a mess, look at your personal creation. Whether it is the first layer of Qi Condensation or the fifth layer of Qi Condensation, just be messed up, just die, there is no fairness here, life and death are based on fate. There is no sermon, and no one tells how to practice. A book of Qi Condensation is a worm or a dragon. Look at each of their own creations. If you succeed, you will live; if you fail, you will die; if you are hard, you will live; if you are weak, you will die!

Whoever can finally come out and become an inner disciple will be considered a true backer of the sect, the disciple whom the leader and Elder Ouyang care about the most.

The former leader He Luohua also had the strong sect, but the actual pressure came from the sanctions of the three major sects of Zhao. All this made him exhausted and he had long wanted to retire and leave. Elder Ouyang was a little weak in his personality. In order to practice in his early years, he was not much of his life in his later years and did not have much energy to focus on the sect.

As for the inner disciples, Senior Sister Xu was in seclusion for a long time and was deserted and did not ask about anything about the sect. Senior Brother Chen was devoted to the Tao and was unwilling to participate in the sect affairs. In this way, only Shangguan Xiu was left.

The cultivation level of the Ninth Level of Qi Condensation, his age in his 90s, and his deep sect qualifications made him unable to help but become the uncle among his disciples, but this is also the declining backing sect. If he had changed to other sects, the Qi Condensation Realm would never be called the uncle.

Meng Hao looked at Han Zong and saw that the man was shaking up to the high platform. Han Zong's opponent was Zhou Kai. It was impossible for the battle between the two to die. Zhou Kai admitted defeat without hesitation and ended the battle.

In the last battle of the first round, Meng Hao stood up and stepped onto the platform in a flash. His opponent was the burly man with a fifth-level Qi Condensation, with evil spirits everywhere, and his whole body seemed to have experienced a lot of bloody killings.

He glanced at Meng Hao and immediately roared, his whole body swelled for a moment, and he took a big step toward Meng Hao. When his right hand was raised, a battle axe immediately appeared in his hand. The battle axe shone crystal light, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary thing.

Meng Hao looked gloomy. Without saying a word, he slapped the storage bag and immediately flew out instantly. His speed was so fast that it made a sharp roar. But half a foot before the man, a soft light curtain immediately appeared from the man, blocking the flying sword directly.

"You are dead today!" The big man smiled grimly. Uncle Shangguan had already given a magic weapon before he came. Even if Meng Hao had a slightly higher cultivation level, he was not afraid at all.

"Explode." Meng Hao looked as usual. When he spoke lightly, the flying sword immediately exploded and exploded. As the flying sword exploded, the man's body immediately took a few steps back, but the light curtain in front of him flashed, leaving him unscathed.

With a big laugh, the man was about to rush out, but Meng Hao's body was faster than him. He was approaching in an instant. With a slap in his right hand, two flying swords flew out in one go. After approaching in an instant, they exploded again, and the roar roared, and the light curtain twisted in waves. The big man's face changed, but before he could react, the four flying swords approached instantly. When the roar came out again, the light curtain was torn apart in an instant, and the impact fell directly into the big man's chest, causing him to scream and spew out blood.

But before his body could fall, another flying sword whistled out from Meng Hao, and directly penetrated the man's throat in a flash, bringing up a cavity of blood. The man landed on the ground, his body twitched a few times, and died of anger.

After joining the Koushan Sect, Meng Hao rarely killed people. At this moment, he took action extremely ruthlessly. After killing people, his body fell down on the platform and looked at Han Zong coldly.

"Next, kill you." Meng Hao said, sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes.

Han Zong shrank his eyes and his murderous intent became stronger.

The monks around him returned to their reaction and immediately buzzed out, shocked by the bloody scene.

"Meng Hao won, Wang Tengfei and Xu Ge in the first round of the second round." Elder Ouyang spoke lightly, as if he hadn't seen the blood before.

Xu Ge was the monk who wanted to kill the fat man before. After taking the stage, he immediately admitted defeat without hesitation. After bowing to Wang Tengfei respectfully, he turned around and left, hurried out of the square.

At this moment, everyone around had already seen that whether it was Han Zong or these four fifth-level monks, their goal was not to promote the inner sect, but to kill Meng Hao.

"The second battle, Meng Hao, Han Zong." Elder Ouyang looked at Meng Hao deeply. The moment the words came out, the surroundings were silent in an instant, and all eyes were concentrated on Meng Hao and Han Zong.

Meng Hao's expression was still gloomy. He stepped into the platform as he stepped on. Han Zong came almost at the same time as him. There was no need to say anything more between the two of them and immediately took action.

The roar echoed, and the three flying swords in front of Meng Hao were rolled upside down. The light curtain outside Han Zong was surrounded by the body. A colorful flag in front of him emitted a colorful light and went straight to Meng Hao for an instant roll.

Meng Hao didn't say a word. As the colorful flag approached, he did not retreat but advanced. He raised his left hand and waved it. Suddenly, a fire snake more than five feet long condensed in an instant and roared straight ahead. The fire snake no longer seemed to be a snake, but like a python, and when it flew out, it suddenly became hot all around.

At the same time, Meng Hao slapped the storage of the storage with his right hand, and this time, six flying swords appeared and flew out in an instant.

Han Zong sneered, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he stepped forward. He pressed his left hand on the ground, and he roared low when he lifted it up. The entire platform trembled immediately. In front of him, a huge stone man about ten feet in size appeared directly. The stone man roared and ran forward quickly. After meeting the fire snake, he made a huge roar.

The impact was raised, and the colorful flags were swept in the wind when they echoed around, and they rushed straight to the flying swords in front of Meng Hao. As they approached each other, Han Zong's eyes flashed with splendor.

"Five-Raise Technique!"

Almost at the same time when Han Zong's words were heard, the colorful flag suddenly shook, and at this moment, the light overflowed, emitting two fogs, turning into two souls like ghosts, and pounced towards Meng Hao with a shrill roar, but the second fog soul was obviously dim, and obviously with Han Zong's cultivation level, he could only develop this step.

As soon as these two fog souls appeared, the monks around him suddenly exclaimed in horror.

"This is Uncle Shangguan's unique five-grain technique! It is said that it is the strongest spell below the foundation building in the sect. Senior Brother Han can actually use two colors!"

"Han Zong actually knew this technique! Yes, the reason is that the flag is. Could this thing be a magic weapon refined by Uncle Shangguan?"

The two colored fog souls were screaming sharply, and the harsh sound spread all over the world, and they were like a bamboo shoot. Meng Hao's six flying swords were all torn to pieces by the two colored fog souls as soon as they touched them.
Chapter completed!