"Scum, dare to bully my junior sister, come and take your life!"

“…”

Mo Bei and Shui Wu Yaomei all burst out with a terrifying aura, forming a strong wind that swept around.

For a moment, the sword energy flashed, the light flowed, the wind howled, lightning and thunder...

"Fighting is prohibited in the Shensect!" At this time, several figures suddenly flashed from afar, and shouted loudly.

Obviously, the movement here alarmed the disciples of You Shen Sect who were still patrolling.

Seeing them, Fang Luoyou hurriedly pointed at the two people in front of him and reminded him: "Mo Bei, fellow Shui Wu, this is the You Shenzong, and private fights are prohibited. If you are caught, you will be disqualified."

The girl was also the seriousness of the matter, so she immediately stopped her and said, "Senior Sister, you are still participating in the genius conference. If you are disqualified because of this little thing, it will be too unworthy."

Shuiwu Yaomei snorted coldly, and her momentum gradually faded away.

Mo Bei's arm moved slightly, and the sword energy surrounding the divine sword suddenly subsided.

The strong wind that had originally hovered around suddenly dissipated, as if it had never appeared at all and disappeared.

The Shui Wu Yaoji's voice was cold: "I will destroy you sooner or later, you scum."

After saying a harsh word, Shui Wu Yaomei waved her jade arm and said to the girl: "Junior sister, let's go."

"Um……"

The two of them flew up and left in a drift.

Staring at the backs of the two of them, Mo Bei shook his head helplessly.

"Let's go too!"

Fang Luoyou sighed and immediately left the pavilion with Mo Bei.

A quarter of an hour later.

The two returned to the water pavilion, and Fang Luoyou followed Mo Bei and entered his room.

"Mo Bei. What's going on today?" Fang Luoyou asked in confusion before he sat on the chair.

"After the competition is over, I will return to the room. After about an hour, you will come..." Next, Mo Bei told Fang Luoyou what happened before.

"That's how things happened."

After hearing Mo Bei's words, Fang Luoyou immediately said in surprise: "No, I actually said these words!"

"Oh. It seems that I am very confused. In the future, I should be careful when I meet people from the Phantom Demon Sect!"

Fang Luoyou seemed to have thought of something and asked, "By the way, how did you rebound her mysterious tricks?"

Mo Bei said slowly: "Do you still remember the mirror we encountered on the way?"

Fang Luoyou nodded subconsciously and then said in surprise: "Is it that..."

Mo Bei smiled slightly and said, "Yes, it's that mirror. I integrated its blood into another spiritual snake, and then it has the ability to rebound the mirror."

"The ability to rebound. It can also rebound illusion, well, this ability is really good!" Fang Luoyou said while pinching his chin.

"It's a pity that this sword spirit can only defend and cannot take the initiative to attack..."

...

The next day, early morning.

Under the leadership of the disciples of Youshen Sect, Mo Bei and others came to the Temple of Heaven again.

What surprised Mo Bei and others was

Yesterday, the real people of the Thirteenth House arrived at the door of the Golden Pill, and the pillars where they were still covered with a layer of ban.

Obviously, the real people of Jindan have never come out since yesterday.

"I have been talking for so long, but I haven't come out yet. The situation is really so serious?" Mo Bei frowned slightly and thought to himself.

Others didn't feel anything about this, and they were still talking nonstop on the Temple of Heaven.

As time passed, participants from other sects also came to the Temple of Heaven one after another.

Twenty people stood on the Temple of Heaven again.

Mo Bei, who was standing in front, could feel a sharp gaze from time to time, staring at him.

It felt as if it was stared at by a ferocious monster, which made Mo Bei feel uncomfortable on his back.

He didn't have to look back and knew who that person was.

This person is naturally the Water Dance Evil who had a conflict with him last night.

After a while, the number of people in the pillars next to the Temple of Heaven increased.

Many observers were pointing fingers and talking.

Half an hour later, the sun gradually rose, and the pillar where the real people were located broke a small opening and a figure walked out of it.

This person is truly Pei Lun.

"Today, the top ten will be decided, and the twenty participants will have to re-select numbers."

"According to yesterday's number, draw lots from small to large." After real person Pei Lun appeared, he immediately said to twenty people.

Mo Bei was No. 1 yesterday, so he was naturally the first person to draw.

As his hand came out of the white jade box, he took out a white jade ball with the word "Lu".

"Taixu Sect, Mobei, No. 6."

After Mo Bei finished drawing, Yun Weitian also ran over to draw lots...

In less than a while, twenty people drew their own lottery one after another.

What made Mo Bei smile bitterly was that the lottery draw of Shui Wu Yaomei was "Wu".

In other words, Mo Bei’s opponent today is Shuiwu Yaomei.

"Mo Bei is really lucky. He has only been here for a few days and has offended two geniuses in succession, and their opponents were them both times." Fang Luoyou shook his head and sighed.

At the same time, Duan Ruyan's face was filled with joy on another pillar and said, "Damn it, look at how you hide this time. Sister Shuiwu, you must teach this guy a lesson..."

A smile appeared in the beautiful eyes of Shuiwu Yaomei, obviously very satisfied with this number.

"No. 1, Wanhua Demon Sect Dongfang Jue, fight against Gongsun Yi of Youshen Sect." After putting away the white jade box, Pei Lun immediately said: "The others left the venue."

As soon as he finished speaking, shadows suddenly appeared on the Temple of Heaven and fell on the pillars of the participants, leaving only two people standing there.

"The competition begins!" After the eighteen people left, Master Pei Lun spoke again.

Both of them stepped forward and rushed towards each other.

The illusory light and the thunder sound emerged in the Temple of Heaven for a moment.

Countless strong winds whistled in the Temple of Heaven.

"Refine it for me!" The rolling voice of the crazy domineering voice came out of Dongfang Jue's mouth, and his body suddenly appeared in front of Gongsun Yi.

Countless black lights surged out from his palms and turned into an extremely huge ball of light, covering Gongsun Yi.

Gongsun Yi's clothes were blowing up. His body was like willow leaves, as if it was about to fall with the wind.

In the light ball, the crazy hurricane kept howling.

"boom!"

The terrifying power of refining came upon Gongsun Yi, and the strong wind kept blowing around.

The surface of the light ball kept flowing, and bursts of bombing sounds came.

In less than a few breaths, a figure suddenly burst out from it and hit the restriction heavily.

It was Gongsun Yi of Youshen Sect.

At this moment, Gongsun Yi looked pale, his clothes were broken, his hair was messy, and he was in a mess.

At the same time, the black light ball gradually dissipated, and the Eastern Jue gradually appeared.

"I lost!" Gongsun Yi breathed a long breath and said with regret.

"The Genius Session, the first game of the second round, Wanhua Demon Sect Dongfang Jue won." Pei Lun announced loudly.

After the two left, Master Pei Lun spoke again: "The second game. Fang Jianxin of Langya Sword Sect will fight against Lei Gangmen Dantang."

Two figures flashed out from the pillars and stood on the Temple of Heaven at the same time.

"Let's take action!" Fang Jianxin said lightly.

Facing one of the seven geniuses, Shan Tang did not dare to slack off. He immediately turned his palm and divine thunders appeared.

When the mantra was recited, he pinched the hand with both hands, dozens of divine thunders suddenly turned into rays of lightning and came out of his hand.

The terrifying lightning seemed to bomb the sword heart in front of him into pieces.

In just a blink of an eye, dozens of divine thunders came to Fang Jianxin.

The terrifying wind blew his long hair, tugged his clothes, and made a howling sound.
To be continued...