Alienated Martial Arts

The night is deep and foggy.

The entire Taixuan Peak is enveloped.

Under the cover of darkness, a figure appeared silently in front of the practice room.

There was a soft creak, and the iron door was opened a crack.

First, he waited carefully for a moment, and then found that there was no movement inside, so the man slipped in quietly.

There were no lights on in the practice room, and there was no light at all.

It was filled with an indescribably rich smell of blood, filling the entire room.

The figure paused in it, feeling silently.

After a moment, a faint sigh suddenly sounded in the practice room.

"Sure enough, after defeating Yan Xu head-on, this person was also seriously injured and had to avoid others to find a place to recover."

"With so much blood shed, his injuries must be serious. Then I will have the confidence to defeat him in the subsequent battle for Xuan Yuan."

"Fortunately, I have been paying attention to his whereabouts, otherwise he would have been concealed and I would not dare to stand in front of him."

After a while, the figure quietly went out.

After taking a few steps, I suddenly noticed that someone seemed to be approaching again, so I immediately accelerated my speed and dived into the depths of the dark fog.

Not long after, someone entered the practice room again.

Then he didn't practice martial arts inside, but just like the previous person, he stayed there for a while and then left directly.

Dang Dang Dang.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked." Minglan opened her eyes from trance.

Qingye closed the door and bowed, "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Ming Lan stared at the disciple he valued most with dark eyes, and didn't speak for a long time.

After being silent for a long time, he coughed lightly and said slowly, "Qingye, the competition for qualifications for Taixuan Abyss will begin tomorrow. If you face other Taoists from other sects, what are your chances of winning if you are named among the top eight?"

Qingye was silent for a moment and said in a low voice, "If I reply to the teacher, the disciple has no chance of winning. I have lost the teacher's face, so I ask the teacher to punish me."

Minglan didn't get angry when he heard this. Instead, he smiled and said, "Qingye, you have been following me for almost ten years."

"Replying to the teacher, it has been nine years and three months since this disciple became a disciple of Qingyang Academy."

Minglan sighed secretly, "A lifetime is full of vegetation and autumn. Count carefully how many nine years you can spend."

Hearing this, Qingye couldn't help but be startled.

He has been in Qingyang Academy for many years, but he has never seen the teacher speak to him with such an attitude and tone.

"Compared with you, I have stayed on Qinglin Mountain longer and am more familiar with every plant and tree on it. Now when I look back and think about it, I feel quite sad.

It is a pity that a key secret method of our sect is missing, so the master never dares to take that step and push open the mysterious door that has already stood in front of him. Unknowingly, it has been wasted for many years, and he has gradually lost the vigor that he had in the beginning. "

Ming Lan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You are a direct disciple that I personally accepted, and later became a Taoist disciple of my sect. I hope you can inherit the mantle of being a master and carry forward Qingyang Academy, instead of declining or even disappearing.

It's a pity that God's will is unpredictable and fortune plays tricks on people. I made a decision a few days ago. Although I don't know what the future outcome will be, it is already difficult to look back. Every time I think about it, I toss and turn and can't sleep at night. "

"What do you mean, teacher?"

Qingye poured a cup of tea and put it next to Minglan.

Minglan rubbed the smooth porcelain cup and slowly closed her eyes, "In my eyes, although you and I are masters and apprentices, we have long been in love with father and son. In the entire Qinglin Mountain, except for my daughter who has not really grown up, , only you are my favorite.

So these days I have been hesitating and thinking about whether I should tell you the matter clearly so that you can be mentally prepared in advance and not be panicked and confused about what choice to make after the incident happened. "

Qingye lowered his eyes, with a smile on his face, "The teacher is as kind as a mountain to his disciples, so the disciples don't have to make any choices. They only need to see how the teacher chooses, and the disciples will follow closely behind."

Minglan opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

But he said nothing.

After another long silence, Minglan finally made up her mind and said slowly, "This competition is over. If the teacher leaves Qinglin Mountain, or even becomes an enemy of the sect, you can come with me."

Qingye's body trembled, and he raised his head suddenly, meeting those eyes that suddenly became unfamiliar.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "Where are you going, teacher?"

"Trees are moved to death and people are moved to life. What Yuan Dao cannot give us, maybe we will suddenly become enlightened if we change to another place."

Minglan's eyes were filled with gleaming light, and her tone was cold, "A few days ago, I was taught by an expert, and the secret method he taught me is so mysterious that it's hard to describe. It's really a rare opportunity.

When this competition is over, I will fake my death and escape from Qinglin Mountain and join that expert's command. Do you want to leave with me? "

Qingye was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "The disciple naturally has to be with the teacher. With that pair of bitches by his side, it's okay if he doesn't do it."

Having said this, he asked again, "What about Junior Sister Mingyin? She is still on Qinglin Mountain."

"I have already made arrangements for Yin'er."

Minglan said calmly, "Now that I have taken that step, the way out for you two must be considered in advance. As for the other people in Qingyang Academy, they can't care so much.

As for Ni Hao and Wei Tao, you don't have to think too much, they only have these two days to live. "

Qingye was stunned for a moment, his smile became thicker, and even a little twisted with joy, "I saw him building a tall building, seeing him entertaining guests, and seeing his building collapse. Wei Tao bullies and humiliates his disciples, so we can't let him die easily."

"There is also that bitch Ni Xun. If possible, I hope to take her life with my own hands, which can be regarded as a complete break from the chaotic life ahead."

"Let's talk about it then."

Minglan said calmly, "Please come closer."

As he spoke, he put his hand to his mouth, and a golden-backed scale insect fluttering about to fly appeared in his palm.

"Eat it, and you will pretend to be shocked tonight and go down the mountain in despair.

Then he went to find a man named Ji Shou and reported to him the details of the situation on Taixuan Peak.

There is also this secret letter written in code. You will memorize the contents later and tell him about it. "

Qingye looked at the silver-bodied and golden-backed scutellaria scale insect, feeling inexplicably terrified.

But he didn't dare to disobey the teacher's order, so he gritted his teeth and took it over and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

In an instant, tearing pain came, affecting both the body and the mind at the same time.

Qingye was trembling all over and sweating profusely, but he endured it and did not dare to make a sound.

A quarter of an hour later, he exhaled a breath and gradually calmed down, but his eyes were full of joy that could not be concealed.

Ming Lan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "It contains a hint of the master's artistic conception. Please understand it carefully and don't waste this opportunity."

"Disciple, thank you teacher for teaching me the Dharma." Qingye bowed and bowed to the ground.

The door was gently closed.

A little cold wind was brought in, which stirred the lights on the table.

Minglan's expression flickered between bright and dark, ever-changing.

He held the cup of tea in his hand and didn't take another sip until it was completely cold.

I was always in a daze, not knowing what I was thinking.

Time passed little by little.

Soon it will be bright and the fog will gradually dissipate.

Wei Tao came out of the house at this time. After breakfast, the morning sun happened to be rising.

The sunlight slanted down, giving the entire courtyard a faint golden glow.

He went out at this moment and walked slowly towards the martial arts arena with Ni Xun.

The two exchanged martial arts on the road and completed the journey unknowingly.

Yuanyi Pavilion.

The disciple in charge of the Taixuan Sect's waiter set out the refreshments, bowed and left quietly.

Qingye hasn't come out since morning, and he doesn't know where he went.

"Uncle Minglan said that Qingye watched the confrontation between the Taoists of various sects yesterday, which caused his mind to waver and his mood to be unstable, so he found a place to retreat and meditate."

Facing Wei Tao's inquiry, Ni Hao casually mentioned it and didn't care about it.

She casually sat down on a chair, "As for the fight for the blessed land, our Yuan Yiyi should be considered to have come to an end. As long as no one insists on grabbing the blessed land in Qizhou, there will no longer be a competition to deal with. "

Wei Tao picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile, "That's good. You have enough time to read the exercises and sit quietly to practice."

A gust of mountain wind blew by.

Ni Xun straightened the hair scattered around his ears, with a concerned expression on his face, "You fought with Yan Xu yesterday, make sure you weren't injured."

Wei Tao said, "The energy and blood are slightly fluctuating, but it's harmless and not a problem."

"That's good."

She nodded slightly, "If there are people who really don't have eyes today and insist on interfering with our blessed land in Qizhou, I will take action to send them away. You can just sit here and have a good rest."

"Probably not."

Wei Tao raised his head and looked at the other sect towers, "Whoever wants to do this is not giving me face. Aren't you afraid that I will slap them to death?"

With the arrival of the elders of each sect and the visiting priest Yu Changshi, the sect competition officially started on the second day.

Sure enough, as Ni Hao said, compared with other sects, Yuan Yiyi seems to be very quiet, with no one disturbing it at all.

Wei Tao also enjoyed his leisure time. While slowly enjoying the tea, he read the Gui Yuan Gong over and over again countless times.

From time to time, I also communicated with Ni Xun and asked her about some key points of practice.

Completely ignoring the fact that the fight below was in full swing and there were constant explosions.

As I kept thinking and deducing, time passed quickly.

Soon it was lunch time.

Two disciples of the Taixuan Sect carried food boxes and quietly came to the pavilion. They arranged various dishes and filled the entire table.

Wei Tao sat down at the table and took a casual look, his eyes moving slightly.

They were a man and a woman, and they looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. However, they did not have the shyness of the waiters in front of them. Their movements were quite natural, and they even had a faint air of grace.

What's more important is that there is a strange rhythm between the two people's movements, which feels completely different from the Taixuan Sect's techniques.

Ni Hao also cast his gaze on the two of them and raised his eyebrows in the same subtle way.

"How long have you two been in Taixuan Mountain?"

Wei Tao asked with a gentle smile on his face, as if he had no intention of doing so.

The male disciple did not speak, but the female disciple with a bright smile answered, "In response to Wei Daozi, we have been worshiping Taixuan for some time, otherwise we would not have entered Taixuan Peak from the outer courtyard."

"You two are able to enter the Taixuan Inner Courtyard at such an age. Your talents and qualifications are absolutely extraordinary. As long as you are willing to work hard and practice hard, your future achievements will surely shock the world."

Wei Tao nodded, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but he accidentally touched the bamboo chopsticks at hand and fell to the ground with a soft sound.

"Daozi really praises us too much. In terms of talent and qualifications, even if the two of us put together, we can't compare to Wei Daozi, who is number one among the seven sects."

"My talent and qualifications are actually average, and I cannot deserve such praise from you two."

He suddenly pointed to the stairs not far away, "If the senior waiting around the corner hears it, it will make me even more embarrassed and I won't even be able to eat."

The female disciple's expression changed and she blurted out, "Wei Daozi actually knows there is someone there?"

"I said I guessed it, do you believe it?"

Wei Tao smiled again, "Would you two sit down and have something to eat together?"

"No, we've already eaten."

The female disciple smiled slightly and said, "Two Taoists, please use it with caution. I look forward to meeting you next time."

Watching the two people go downstairs and leave, Ni Xun sighed leisurely, "I have been wondering where the disciples of the Wu family would be, but I didn't know until today that they have been pretending to be Taixuan disciples and wandering around the sects. between.

There is also the old man standing quietly at the corner of the stone staircase. He really has restrained his aura like a stubborn stone, and his whole person seems to be integrated with this tower. This state of a master who is transformed into a heavenly being is indeed something people yearn for. "

Wei Tao closed his eyes and carefully recalled what he had just perceived, "This is the master who suppressed the scene in this competition. At first, I was just a little confused, so I dropped my chopsticks to test, so that I could confirm that there was indeed someone around the corner."

The meals prepared by Taixuan Sect are quite good.

Not only is it rich in nutrition, but it also tastes very good, allowing the two of them to enjoy it.

Half an hour later, the competition started again.

For some unknown reason, all the Taoists participating in the duel suddenly became angry.

Compared to when we arrived at 0:00 in the morning, although no one was killed, there was blood everywhere and many people were injured.

Ni Xun looked at the battle that had just ended, "It seems that although the qualification selection for Taixuan Abyss has not been announced, there has been an undercurrent among the Taoist disciples of various sects, and the competition has begun."

Wei Tao raised his head and looked down, "Are they doing this for the upcoming Xuan Yuan qualification selection to exclude the weaker Taoists first?"

"That's probably what it means."

She nodded slightly, "According to the current progress of the competition, we will soon enter the selection stage for Xuanyuan qualifications.

So before that, for the top-ranked Daozi, it is necessary to clear the obstacles in advance to avoid a situation where masters compete with each other and both sides suffer, but others take advantage in the end. "

Wei Tao listened silently, and suddenly his eyes moved, and he saw Xuanwu Taoist Pang Que appearing in the martial arts field.

The person fighting against him was Luo Pingsheng, the chief Taoist disciple of Zixiao Sect.

Wei Tao left his seat at this moment and came to the edge of the balcony.

Prepare to watch the confrontation between Pang Que and Luo Pingsheng.

"This is a battle between Xuanwu Dao and Zixiao Sect. If you fall at this level, I can't help you."

Wei Tao picked up the tea cup and drank slowly, his mind calm and peaceful, without any disturbance.

In the martial arts arena.

Pang Que stood with his hands behind his back, without any expression on his face.

Suddenly a gust of breeze blew by, fluttering his clothes, giving him an indescribably deep and majestic air.

After a moment of silence, Pang Que sighed quietly, "Senior Brother Luo, although that blessed land is far away from our Xuanwu Dao, it is not actually close to your Zixiao Sect. If we really want to fight for it, it's hard to say which side has the greater advantage. "

After a pause, he continued, "What's more, the secret method practiced by your sect is of little use even if you take that blessed land into your hands.

Based on this analysis, if Senior Brother Luo still wants to compete with me, then I will have no choice but to accompany him and lead Senior Brother Zixiao Sect's clever tricks. "

Luo Pingsheng frowned and lowered his eyes.

His expressions changed one after another.

Thinking again about Pang Que's victory over Yuan Yi Wei Tao in Taixuan Villa, he suddenly became more entangled in his heart.

Although in his opinion, the battle between the two might not be that simple, but since even Wei Tao admitted it personally, it at least represented some affirmation of Pang Que's strength level.

More importantly, the competition for qualifications in Taixuan Abyss is about to begin, and even minor injuries will be greatly affected, not to mention other increasingly serious situations.

However, as the chief Taoist disciple of Zixiao Sect, if he directly admits defeat in the battle related to the blessed land, how will he gain a foothold in the sect after returning?

I don’t know how many thoughts came to me at once.

Luo Pingsheng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to calm his already chaotic mind.

Pang Que, on the other hand, remained calm and stood still. He did not even open his posture and display the starting position of the Xuanwu Dao technique.

Comparing the two situations, Luo Pingsheng became increasingly anxious, hesitant and hesitant.

"It seems that Senior Brother Luo has decided to compete with Junior Brother."

Pang Que sighed again, his voice calm and indifferent, without any fluctuations.

He slowly closed his eyes, just enough to block the flash of sadness and anxiety in his eyes.

Suddenly, a slightly older female voice sounded from the main building and slowly spread throughout the martial arts arena.

"In this battle with the blessed land of Xuanwu Dao, our Zixiao Sect withdraws."

Pang Que opened his eyes at this moment and showed a regretful smile, "It seems that Senior Brother Luo and I are not destined to be together. I feel a little regretful that I was not able to let Senior Brother give me some guidance on how to practice."

Luo Pingsheng secretly exhaled a breath, "Junior Brother Pang, there is no need to feel sorry. We will still have opportunities to sit together and communicate in the future."

Pang Que nodded, slowly turned around and left, "I will prepare some fine wine by then, and I will sit down and talk with Senior Brother Luo until I get drunk."

Wow!

On the pavilion, Wei Tao's hands suddenly shook and he spilled a little tea.

"The Zixiao Sect just quit?"

He had a strange expression and whispered to himself, "It seems that Pang Daozi's luck is not that good."

Ni Hao pursed his lips and smiled and said, "I think it's not that he is lucky, but that the leader of the Zixiao Sect is afraid. After all, he is a master who can defeat you.

If something happened to Luo Pingsheng, it would be a more serious loss than losing that blessed land. "

At this point, she turned around and her smile became a little weird, "Junior Brother Wei, when you fought Pang Que that day, did he really beat you?"

Wei Tao did not answer the question directly, but sighed softly, "Senior Brother Pang is a nice person. His face should be given when it is due."

Pang Que returned to the Xuanwu Road attic and sat down in the corner.

Looking at the weak looks of other disciples recovering from rest after fighting with each other, he slowly closed his eyes and said nothing from the beginning to the end.

It's just that my back is still a little sweaty, and it feels slightly cold when the wind blows, making me feel a little uncomfortable.

However, compared to the weakness of other disciples, Pang Que was in a good mood and had to hold back not to smile.

The little coolness on the back is nothing at all, it is even refreshing and refreshing.

Quietly, the leader of Xuanwu Dao appeared in the pavilion.

He glanced at Daozi who was sitting quietly adjusting his breath, and finally his eyes fell on Pang Que.

"Pang Que, you don't have to stay here anymore. You can go back to your residence to rest now and prepare well for the naming battle of Taixuan Abyss that is about to begin."

In an instant, several complicated eyes looked at him at the same time, landing on that corner.

Pang Que didn't care about this and slowly stood up and bowed, "Yes, I will obey the elder's order."

After getting angry, the confrontation between Taozi and Daozi was less about communication and testing at the beginning. After they came up to greet each other, they each used their special skills, which immediately made the progress much faster.

By the time it gets dark, the ownership of all blessed lands has been settled.

Just waiting for the next reincarnation in a few years.

"There really is no one to challenge us."

Wei Tao packed up his things and stood up from his seat, "I've been sitting here all day, thinking about and deducing the techniques until my head feels a little dizzy."

He turned to look at Ni Xun, "It's probably thanks to Senior Sister Ni that I am so pure today."

"Oh? What does Junior Brother Wei mean?"

Wei Tao said, "I fought with Yanxu yesterday. Many people should think that I was also injured, and they might want to take this opportunity to fight me, make me more injured, and give up the fight for Xuanyuan's quota. scramble.

But if they think about it carefully, they can think of Yuan Yiyi and Senior Sister Ni sitting still, waiting for work.

As a result, I immediately lost my mind and didn't want to cause more trouble for myself. "

Ni Hao thought for a moment, "Then they can also imitate you and name you to fight against you."

"If this is the case, I can't ask for more."

Wei Tao was startled for a moment, then continued, "But they have never seen me before and don't know my temperament. They are afraid that if I hide behind me and just push the senior sister out, wouldn't I be stealing the chicken?" A handful of rice will be lost."

Hearing this, Ni Hao smiled slightly and said, "Junior Brother Wei is right. Anyway, the battle for the blessed land has been decided. It depends on who will be unlucky tomorrow and have to bump into your hand."

Before I knew it, the fog began to rise again.

It blended into the night and enveloped the entire Taixuan Mountain.

The places where various sects live are brightly lit, and the Daozi who want to compete for the qualifications to enter the Taixuan Abyss are all adjusting their state and making plans.

Wei Tao closed the Guiyuan Gong that was about to turn over, with a hint of doubt in his brows.

In the past few days, he has been practicing Xuanwu Zhenjie Rengui Chapter alone, and has reached 80% of the level of integration. Even the Wuji Sanshou of Wuji Palace has been introduced, and the progress has improved by 10%.

But only Yuanyi's basic skills have not been truly accessible until now.

It's really confusing and I can't figure it out.

After all, as a Yuan Dao disciple, let alone whether he knows the Sixth Transformation of Mysterious Yuan, if he cannot even practice the basic skills of his sect, it would be unreasonable and unjustifiable anyway.

Feeling a little gloomy, Wei Tao pushed open the door and walked slowly under the dark night.

After turning a corner, he quietly stopped and turned to look at the pavilion on one side.

"Disciple has met Master Minglan."

Wei Tao cupped his hands and bowed.

"It's so late, Master Wei hasn't rested yet." Minglan gestured with her chin, her tone of voice was a little strange, as if she was enduring some pain.

“After a whole day of idleness during the day, I feel energetic at night.”

Wei Tao answered casually, and then changed the subject, "I heard from Senior Sister Ni that Senior Brother Qingye has gone down the mountain. Is he okay?"

Minglan sighed softly, "Qingye, this kid, is good at everything, but sometimes he likes to get into trouble.

So now that the competition is going on, I am afraid that his unstable mood will affect his subsequent practice, so I let him go directly down the mountain for a walk to stabilize his mood. "

Wei Tao said, "Senior Brother Qingye is lucky to have Uncle Minglan as his teacher."

Ming Lan looked over with deep eyes, "I dare not say anything about his luck. I only hope that with my help, he can go further."

"With my uncle's guidance and senior brother Qingye's talent, there will be no problem."

Wei Tao said this and bowed again, "If there is nothing else, I will not disturb my uncle's Qingxiu."

Minglan smiled slightly and said in a meaningful tone, "Go and take a good look at the night view of Taixuan Mountain. You will never have such an opportunity again."

Wei Tao said goodbye and left, continuing to move forward.

Ming Lan's mental state was very strange, and it also made him think more about the impact of mystical thoughts.

When he turned around in a big circle and came back, Ming Lan was no longer in the pavilion.

But there was another old man, sitting motionless in the pavilion.

"The night in Taixuan is really lively."

Wei Tao had a thought in his heart, and stopped some distance away, cupped his fists and saluted, "Yuan Yi, Wei Tao, I have met my senior."

The old man smiled gently and said, "Wei Daozi, the number one among the seven sects, was able to defeat Xuanguan yesterday by training the internal organs. Today at noon, he was able to sense my arrival for the first time. His cultivation level is indeed extraordinary."

Wei Tao raised his head and looked at that ordinary face, and an impulse suddenly surged in his heart.

The hands hidden in the sleeves were also itchy for no reason.

After a while, he remained calm and said respectfully, "To tell you what the seniors said, the two nobles who came to our pavilion at noon were of extraordinary temperament, so I boldly made a guess. Unexpectedly, I actually got the correct answer."

"You kid can talk."

The old man laughed and slowly stood up from the stone bench in the pavilion, "For the sake of seeing you again tonight, let me give you a message."

"Senior, please speak. I am all ears, junior."

"Xuanyuan is not an abyss, and Lingshan is not a mountain."

"After entering the profound abyss, when the manifestation of delusions reaches its extreme, you can condense your spirit and will into one place, and the most intense bursts and collisions will happen. Whatever you see then will be what you see."

The old man left quietly, leaving only one sentence lingering in Wei Tao's ears.

The third day of the sect competition.

The competition for places in Taixuan Abyss has officially begun.

And at this time, those who can still have the confidence to stand on the battlefield are all Taoists ranked high in each sect.

The remaining ones with weaker strength levels have basically been eliminated after yesterday's competition and have lost the ability to continue fighting.

But even so, there are still more than a dozen Taoist disciples eager to try, and at least nearly half of them must be eliminated before the final quota can be determined.

In Yuandai Pavilion, Ni Hao was just about to get up from his seat when he saw Wei Tao already coming to the railing.

He looked back and said, "Senior sister, don't be anxious. Wait for me to clean up down there first, and then you will have time to take action."

After finishing speaking, Wei Tao jumped lightly and came to the center of the martial arts field.

He looked around the sect towers, coughed lightly and said, "Senior Sister Ni and I will each choose one qualification to enter the Taixuan Abyss. If any of you have any opinions, you can come down and challenge me directly."

Wow!

Clothes rustled, and several figures jumped down from their respective pavilions at the same time and stood in the martial arts field.

Xuanwu Dao Hongbian, Zixiao Sect's first disciple Luo Pingsheng, and Xiaoyao Peak's first disciple You Cong looked at each other, and then looked away.

Should we let others go first and explore this person's details, or should we directly seize the opportunity and capture the injured Qinglin Mountain Daozi in one fell swoop, and seize the opportunity to establish authority in front of the various sects' Daozi, thus becoming an incompetent person? What a great choice.

As their thoughts floated, the three of them were hesitant and undecided.

But at the next moment, Wei Tao's voice interrupted their thoughts, instantly bringing people back to reality.

"You can come together, it will save me from having to do it one by one and waste more time."

Hong Ben's pupils shrank and his mind raced, but he immediately took a step back, "Since Luo Daozi and You Daozi are here, I'll retreat for the time being and wait until I challenge Wei Daozi next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left without even a trace of waiting or stopping.

Hongben was extremely fast and reached the edge of the martial arts field in a blink of an eye. He was about to rise into the air and head towards the base of Xuanwu Dao.

"Why don't you retreat? Just stay here for me!"

At this moment, there was a sudden loud roar.

The ground shook and smoke and dust rose.

A black and red air wave surged forward, and it caught up to him in an instant.

Hongben's expression changed drastically, and he stared at the sharp claw protruding from the billowing smoke. There was only one thought that lingered in his mind, constantly circling.

"He was seriously injured in the fight with Senior Brother Yan. How could he still unleash such a desperate attack!"

"The bloodstains in the training room cannot be faked. Could it be that this was a trap he set up, just waiting for others to fall into the trap!?"

Facing the sharp claws that suddenly fell, Hongben's spirit was shaken and his mood was confused.

Boom!

The bluestone cracked, and a large pit suddenly appeared on the ground.

There was a figure lying at the bottom of the pit, its limbs twitching slightly, and it fell into a coma.

In another direction, Xiaoyao Peak You Cong was stunned and turned around to leave without saying a word.

He has just taken one step.

The violent wind was roaring behind him.

Sweeping people directly into it.

When the weather calmed down, there was another figure in ragged clothes, lying motionless on the ground.

Wei Tao slowly turned around and looked at Luo Pingsheng, who was the only one left in the field.

Gudong!

Luo Pingsheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Facing that calm gaze, I felt like a trembling lamb, about to die in the tiger's mouth.

"Those two people have fallen, what should I do!?"

"I can't fight, I can't even run, what should I do, what should I do!?"

In the flash of lightning, Luo Pingsheng suddenly felt blessed and thought of a solution that was not a solution.

He immediately clasped his hands and said, "Wei Daozi, I admit..."

boom!

The ground moved again, and thunder exploded.

He completely blocked what Luo Pingsheng wanted to say.

"Luo Daozi doesn't need to say anything, I know you are here, waiting to fight me!"

"Sixth Transformation Xuanyuan, take my punch!"

Boom! ! !

Luo Pingsheng's expression was twisted and he flew out upside down.

Before he fell into coma, his mouth was still opening and closing, trying to finish the word "admit defeat".

The smoke and dust dispersed, and there was deathly silence inside and outside the martial arts arena.

The Taoist disciples of each sect did not speak, but stared blankly at the figure below.

Even if he suddenly covered his chest and showed some pain, no one would dare to jump down and challenge him.

Three punches, three Taoists, including two chiefs.

Even the elders who led the team to participate in the competition would not be able to achieve such a record.

Snapped!

Above the main building, a muffled sound suddenly sounded.

The leader of the Zixiao Sect smashed the table in front of him with an angry look on his face, "Yuan Yi Wei Tao, you are simply bullying others!"

In a flash, she was already at the edge of the balcony.

His eyes were cold and cold, and he lowered his head to look down.

Wei Tao slowly raised his head, the pained expression on his face disappeared.

He looked up at the main building, clasped his fists and bowed, "Junior wants to know what the senior means."

"You know exactly what I mean!"

"The seniors are secretive when talking, so the juniors don't know clearly."

Wei Tao straightened his body and looked at the elder of Zixiao Sect without giving in.

"Elder, if you still have something to say, don't be so arrogant. It's better to go down to the martial arts arena and say it to the junior, so that I can listen to your reasoning and see if it can stand up to me."

"you……"

The Zixiao Sect elder's face turned red, and he felt like a sentence was stuck in his mouth, but he couldn't say it no matter what.

As an elder of Zixiao Sect, to be squeezed into such a position by a Qinglin Mountain disciple is really hard to swallow.

She moved slightly on her toes, and then she was nailed to the spot again. She would rather crush the red bricks of the balcony than move a step forward.

Going down is easy, just a slight jump.

The hard thing is what to do after going down.

If she really didn't follow her words and took action, she really had no idea whether she could defeat Yuan Daozi below.

After all, even if she had been herself, she might not have been able to defeat the three Taoists working together.

So, now entering the martial arts arena and facing this monster secretly cultivated by Yuan Daodao, there is no confidence to defeat it.

The Zixiao Sect elder's face was gloomy and uncertain, his eyes flickered hesitantly, and he was a little confused for a moment.