The blue aura representing ice was so sharp that it pierced into a ball of red aura.

This seemed to be a showdown between two Dharma practitioners. The only thing that fell in the eyes of the onlookers was the collision of splendors, which made them almost unable to open their eyes.

"Is this the talent on the genius list? I didn't expect that the two of them would be so terrifying when they fought each other!" The young monk, who was forced to retreat ten steps away by the terrifying spiritual energy, couldn't help but murmur.

"What did you say?!"

As soon as the monk finished speaking, a man pulled him by the collar and staggered.

The monk was about to get angry, but as soon as he looked up, he met a pair of blood-stained eyes. The other party stared at him with a burning gaze, as if a trapped beast was making the final struggle.

The monk heard him ask himself in a bad voice: "What did you just say? Who is the talent on the genius list?!"

Being captured by the opponent's aura, the monk stuttered: "It's that No. 4 Battle Stage..."

"I know!" The young man with only foundation-building cultivation interrupted the monk's words, "I'm asking you, is Sang Ying also on the genius list?"

The monk was dizzy by this man and hurriedly said, "Yes, have you never heard of it? Sang Ying, a disciple of Wandaosheng, is now ranked fifteenth on the Tianjiao List!"

Fifteenth place?! She is actually the fifteenth place in the genius list? So, is this why she won the first place in the entry test?

The hand holding the monk's collar slowly loosened. Without waiting for the offended monk to speak more, he saw the young man stumble and leave here as if he ran away.

"Bah, who is that!" The monk remembered the other person's face and also remembered the mark of Moromon on his collar.

Sang Ying didn't know the little episode in the audience. She was determined to fight Chiyan at this moment.

The other party is worthy of being a rare single fire spirit root, and his control over spiritual energy is completely different from Sang Ying.

But this man was too aggressive and seemed to be trying his best to beat him. However, Sang Ying seized several opportunities and left several considerable wounds on him.

The other party's blood splattered on the back of Sang Ying's hand, which immediately made her feel burning.

Sang Ying silently attached a layer of thin ice all over his body. The mystery on the Chiyan was probably more than one fire array!

The spiritual vortex had been figured out by Moromon, and Sang Ying did not intend to use that move on Chiyan.

But even when neither of them took out their killer moves, the entire battle stage was already shaking under the impact of the spiritual energy of both sides.

The elder Cang Yu Sect, who was in charge of the No. 4 Bidoutai, sighed and silently took out his magic weapon to stabilize the Bidoutai again.

Perhaps it was because Bai Kejin had consumed too much of Chiyan's spiritual power before, and gradually he fell into a disadvantage with a slight disadvantage.

The originally overwhelming red spiritual power gradually weakened, and seemed to be swallowed up by the blue spiritual power bit by bit.

This scene fell into the eyes of Elder Xu and Su Fuyun, and the two of them turned pale at the same time.

Chiyan is the killer move they carefully prepared for the sect competition. If even he is defeated by Sang Ying, then Moromon will be very embarrassed this time!

Fortunately, just as their faces were getting worse, the form on the fighting stage suddenly reversed!

The fire balls that seemed to have been randomly discarded rekindled in clusters. The red aura, which was originally in decline, suddenly counterattacked, pulling all the blue aura into its own encirclement.

The blood-like Chiyan appeared again in front of the people, but Sang Ying's figure completely disappeared in everyone's eyes.

Bai Kejin, who was in the audience seat, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Jiang Qi rushed to stuff medicine to him, and the man refused to swallow it into his stomach.

"That's the fire formation. He trapped his senior sister into the fire formation!" Bai Kejin gasped heavily. If Jiang Qi had not pressed him hard, the man might have dragged his wounded body to the stage.

Seeing that he was so disobedient, Jiang Qi was also angry and stuffed the pills and threw them into Bai Kejin's body.

"Why are you staring at me?" Jiang Qi met Bai Kejin's dead fish eyes without fear. "You are so careless about your body, you are simply blinding the medicine sent by Senior Sister Sang and Elder Gu! If you are disobedient again, I will send you back to Honghu Courtyard to accompany Lan Fusheng!"

This sentence is very powerful. Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Bai Kejin immediately restrained his expression and became well-behaved.

However, Bai Kejin's eyes were still looking at the direction of the Battle Platform, as if he was looking forward to the moment when Sang Ying broke through the formation.

...

Is this the fire formation that defeated his two junior brothers? Sang Ying, who was trapped in the sea of ​​fire, thought so.

The scorching temperature burned the thin layer of ice on her body, and the ice transformed by the spiritual energy naturally could not be melted so easily.

Sang Ying tentatively took a step into the sea of ​​fire, but the terrifying flame immediately jumped up, as if to swallow her whole body.

Seeing this scene, Sang Ying decided not to take risks anymore. The ice-attributed spiritual energy spread out with all its strength, which was very stance to fill the entire sea of ​​fire.

But what made Sang Ying feel strange was that the sea of ​​fire seemed to have some special power, and it actually swallowed all the spiritual energy she used!

The properties of spiritual energy are different, so they should not be integrated. This kind of formation that can ignore attributes is too unusual.

Sang Ying thought about it and raised her sword and slashed it up again - if it could not extinguish the sea of ​​fire, it would be the same if it was split!

In the fire formation, Sang Ying's sharp sword energy was chaotic everywhere, but in the eyes of outsiders, he could only see the red fog in Taichung twisted.

Seeing this, Jiang Qi and others couldn't help but stretched their necks, and sweat broke out from Su Fuyun's forehead. However, after the violent twist, the red mist returned to calm, as if it was a sign that Sang Ying's resistance had failed.

Seeing this, Elder Xu and Su Fuyun breathed a sigh of relief and sat in the right position again.

But neither of them noticed that the blue veins on Chiyan's forehead had burst out at this moment, and the whole face had turned red. It seemed that it could not hold on for long.

The fire array is still exerting its power, but the red mist is slowly shrinking.

The person who had watched Chiyan fight several times quickly recognized it. This was a sign that the other party had already trapped his opponent to death.

"Tsk, this fellow Taoist Sang Ying is probably in danger." Someone frowned.

This was heard by many people, and Jiang Qi and his party did not miss it.

Bai Kejin, who was unable to move by his magic, widened his eyes. He could not refute, but his eyes were full of disbelief.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Qi turned his head and discussed with him: "How about I want someone to send you back to Honghu Courtyard?"

Although he didn't want to believe it, this time it might be Morosun that won again.

Bai Kejin's eyes were full of resistance. He didn't believe that Sang Ying would lose. He wanted to stay here and watch the scene of Chiyan's defeat!

The red fog shrinks and becomes smaller, and Chiyan's expression gradually relaxes.

Elder Xu seemed to be sure of victory, and smiled at Elder Gu and said, "It seems that this time, the sect is going to bring a few talents to my Moromon as a guest!"

His face was full of pride, and he didn't look like he was interested in getting along with Wan Daosheng.

Elder Gu was so angry that his cheeks were bitten tightly, as if the other party was trying to take action as soon as he teased him.

The two elders suddenly started fighting, which made the two sects embarrassed, and Jiulian stood up again.

Elder Xu couldn't help but shivered when he faced his smiling eyes.

"The competition has not ended yet. I'm afraid Elder Xu is not suitable to say this?" Jiulian's attitude was still gentle, as if the person trapped in the fire array was not his disciple at all.

Although Elder Xu was a little afraid of Jiulian, he was not at a disadvantage: "The facts are already in front of him, why should Venerable Jiulian deceive himself? The fire formation in Chiyan is extraordinary. Although the disciples of the noble sect have extraordinary cultivation, they are worth not being able to break out of this fire formation, which is also worthy of love..."

Before Elder Xu could spit out the last word, he heard an explosion from the Bidou platform.

A burst of gravel hit far away and fell in the direction of Elder Xu's mouth. If he hadn't been a high-level monk and had always had spiritual power to protect his body, he would probably have been unable to escape accidental injury.

At this moment, others no longer cared about whether Elder Xu was injured. All their eyes were focused on the exploded battle stage.

Nearly half of the battle table was damaged, leaving only a small piece in the middle, which was still intact. Chiyan, which had previously tried to maintain the fire array, fell to the ground without knowing his life or death.

The thick red mist dissipated, and people could only see a blue figure standing straight on the stage.

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